You figured that if you wanted to both stop Jeane from knowing the truth and save Luire from the decision you made you would have to take actions into your own hands. Luire was kneeling in front of the orc. The man's long, intimidating member was throbbing actively and his balls were twitching, implying that he was close. If you tried to reach out, you could sense the moment when you needed to act. When the moment came you got down and shoved Luire off to the side. The elf bounced onto his shoulder and stared up at you indignantly.
"H-hey!" The meek elf uttered as you got in front, stealing his spot. The orc did not stop you or seem at all upset. He even showed a bit of excitement until you pressed your lips around the head and fought to keep hold as you took the entire load into you mouth and keep it there. As he came you also did your best to pull as much of the magic swirling around in the orcs balls as possible. There was already a lot in what he was giving, but your efforts instilled even more essence into the seed that increased it's potency exponentially in ways the orc likely did not expect or want. Some did leak and some did slip down your throat. It was hard to keep because the thick, soapy soup was incredibly unappetizing. You were just glad that you were not intent on swallowing it, though the bit that did seep into your stomach involuntarily provided quite a rush. The orc tried to push you off but he ejected the contents of his balls so quickly that you got most of it.
"The hell?" The orc uttered, stumbling back.
With you on your ass in front of him, your mouth full and leaking, you were not quite sure what you were doing. The only thing you could think of was to lean over Luire. It was his, so you had to give it back somehow. The elf looked extremely feminine and girly beneath you as you climbed over him. It made it easy to abruptly press your lips to his, pry his lips open with your tongue and push the load into his mouth. Once it was all gone, save for the aftertaste, you broke the messy kiss and gasped in a bit of air. You watched sternly to make sure Luire swallowed it all. Lucky for you he required no extra coaxing to do so. You were not sure if it the orcs cum he was enamored with, or what it contained.
But that was not all of it that he consumed. Quite a bit was forced down your throat just as a result of the pressure of the orc orgasm. You thought it would have some adverse affect on you, but instead you felt strong. More virile. It was subtle, but you knew it was happening due to your subtle mastery over your own body's essence. Staring down at Luire, he had still been robbed of some of his manliness. Some of it was yours and possibly a faint bit was still the orcs that he processed before you got to it. You could not help but wonder just how much he was missing, and how much needed to be missing before he flipped. You hated to say it, even to yourself, but he did not have much to begin with.
Luire wiped his mouth and looked up at you after dizzily gulping the last bit down. "Thanks."
"No problem? How do you feel?" You questioned. Behind you the orc collapsed back onto the long, fur sofa and took breaths. You ignored him and focused more on your friend.
"I felt..." He lowered his voice to a whisper, noticing Jeane nearby.
"A little betrayed, at first, but you actually took an arrow for me just now." The elf offered a sultry smile up at you. In that moment Luire looked extremely feminine, though you chalked it up to the subtle treatment that was still effecting him."Sorry." You said simply.
Jeane finally spoke up. "You... Definitely tried to do something there." She stated accusingly at the orc.
"Yeah?" He retorted innocently, still trying to catch his breath.
She looked to Luire. "Were you consenting to that encounter?" Luire looked to you, then looked to Jeane and shook his head. The dark elf furrowed her thin brow and crossed her arms.
"I do not know how much I can trust you if you are going to try and pull stuff like that." She shook her head, stood up and began walking back to your area. She was still emotional around the orc, but it had turned against him once the realization hit her.
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خيال (فانتازيا)A Hero is found, a mentor is chosen. Originally a User participation story, this achive chronicles the adventures of Fin as he navigates the world of Turais and meets (And loses) Friends to terrible circumstances. For alternate endings and branches...