#the orc of the forge (flynt malachite)

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New M/F gif 6A Yang needs some new bracers and while Flynt is more than happy to make them, she needs to purchase the cost of time and materials. Rather hard to do when you don't have a gold to your name, but Yang has an alternative way to pay her dues. (@heroes-den)

"New" Gif List: 6A

The steady smack of flesh on flesh was a new sound to Flynt's workshop—but with how wonderful it felt, he doubted it would be the last time he heard it ring through the small smithy's walls. Nor would the moans of passion and desire falling from the buxom blonde before him, bent over the counter as he plowed away into her, her voice making the windows shudder and shake.

"Mmm yes~ fuck, yes~!" Yang moaned in earnest as she felt his cock plow steady and rough into her folds. The blonde brawler arched her back toward him, her hips jerking to his thrusts, and she smirked at him over her shoulder. "Definitely worth~ fuck~ that extra gold, mm, isn't it~?"

The half-orc blacksmith behind her smirked in reply, smacking her ass as he plowed down hard into her. "We're only getting started, Yang~ and those bracers are quite the pricey pair~" Flynt leaned close, his tusks almost brushing against her lips as he growled in a low tone. "So don't get cocky~ you'll be repaying this for a while~"

Yang shuddered at his tone and moaned out wantonly, before smirking back at him and bucking her ass back into his thrusts. "You say that like that wasn't my whole plan this whole time~ get a hot stud of an orc to fuck me, and get some beautiful bracers of defense for free~"

Flynt smirked at her shameless admission of her desires and bucked harder into her ass, fingers tangling in her hair as he jerked her back and arched her against his chest. "Well then~ you have quite the request to repay, beautiful~ I hope you don't regret this~"

Yang only moaned in reply, arching back to kiss the handsome half-orc blacksmith with a lustful passion—before squealing with delight as he lifted her and spun her around, plowing even harder into her, the sounds of their hips hammering against each other the only thing that would be heard within the shop for the rest of the day.

[no-more-tales-tavern]

"Sinful Gifs 6E: Jester Lavore's decision to deface the All Hammer's temple broke the restraint Flynt had. It was time the Traveler's faithful arch priestess learned the power and benefits granted from worshiping a true god. (@heroes-den)"

Sinful Gifs: 6E

If this was meant to be a punishment, then it was sorely failing in teaching Jester anything other than the fact that fucking with other gods' temples led to getting fucked herself—and in the most incredible way possible, too, she might add, as she arched her back across the altar to the All Hammer, mouth agape in pleasure as she felt the temple's guardian hammering away at her.

"Harder~ oh fucking god~" the tiefling girl moaned out wantonly, her legs and tail all wrapping around the waist of the handsome and rugged orc plowing into her. "Fuck~ I think I see why you're the All Hammer's favorite~ fuck, it's so good~"

Looming over her, his hands holding her sides just under her bouncing breasts, the orc cleric Flynt huffed as he thrust harder, his righteous anger twisting and mixing with the wanton lust he felt as he stared down at such an erotic beauty at his mercy. "This is nothing, you defiler~ you have not yet seen the full weight of my god's fury~"

"Oh, I can take it~" Jester boldly declared, her arms slowly raising up over her head to shoot a smug smirk up at her fellow cleric. "I can take it a-AAHHHHHFUUUUCCCKKK~!!"

Immediately, she found herself eating her words, as the orcish cleric suddenly fully pressed himself into her, folding the blue-skinned tiefling under him like a pretzel into a deep, hard mating press. His body almost seemed to glow with divine light as his hips hammered ruthlessly down into hers, filling the temple with a pounding cacophony of flesh smacking against flesh, and the howling screams of a tiefling in the throes of passion.

"FUCKFUCKFUCKOHFUCK~!!! I TAKE IT BAAACCCKKK~!!" Jester screamed out, her arms wrapping tight around the orcish cleric's shoulders, nails digging into his back. "I'M SORRY I'M SORRY I'M SORRY OH FUCK OH FUCK OH FUUUCCCKKK~!!"

"Not good enough~" Flynt growled into her ear, and his hip bucked harder as he felt his cock begin to throb. "You haven't earned forgiveness yet~! G-gRrahhh~!!"

With a final groan, he slammed balls deep into the sexy tiefling, his cock throbbing hard before erupting, hot and thick divine seed spilling into her. Jester jerked with a sudden scream, her head bouncing off the altar as she shuddered and jerked, climaxing wildly around him—for a brief second, she swore the world went white—before she slumped, exhausted, on the altar.

Panting, Flynt slowly pulled back, staring at the panting, gasping, dazed Jester. "But...it's a start," he murmured, lifting her up off the altar and turning to carry her deeper into the temple.

It would be a long while before anyone saw the little tiefling again.