Experimental Animation: Elder Duties (Patreon)

The two old orcs jolted, briefly losing their composure, but then exchanged glances and slowly nodded, with comfortable sighs escaping them both as they raised their chins, leisurely gazing about the room in an almost performatively relaxed manner."Why, there might just be hope for the youth of today after all...""Hm... indeed. A pinch of due respect, and some willingness to compromise, and all sorts of doors could open to them...""A learning experience for sure." He sighed, a shiver visibly running through him."It has to be said... some do learn quicker than others...""Oh yes... I can, for instance, all but feel how a certain repair bill gets smaller as we speak..."They both nodded once more in smug unison, one of them raising a mug to his lips with a small grunt, but paused the motion before its contents could properly reach his mouth, his dark eyes instead squinting at the third old man in the room who, thus far, had remained silent."Indeed, what say you Zhekarr? Do you find our musings agreeable?"Zhekarr remained silent for a good couple of seconds before his bloodshot eyes suddenly opened wide, the old orc's back arching as he let out an explosive breath, head rolling back and jaw hanging open in the night air as he panted like he'd just been running a mile. Gripping the bar counter behind him for dear life, his gaze shifted from the roof down to the presence between the three of them - a tall, curvaceous orcess, merely 18 winters old, and how eagerly her plump lips slid back and forth over his thick member."That's it! Oooh, that's it! Suck it! Suck it you little whore!"The faces of the two other orcs fell. A moment passed of only Zhekarr's moans and the woman's wanton whimpers filling the room, where the other old orc eventually opted to finish his motion to drink, taking a hefty swig before setting down the mug onto the bar behind them."We're trying to do something here, Zhekarr, and your lack of composure is ruining it.""Wait- oohh... until she gets to you, and speak to me of composure then!" Zhekarr grunted in response, the orcess' somewhat widening her knees on the ground for better balance, her head bopping eagerly as she continued her onslaught. The other two were not entirely neglected, their members also hard and ready in the night air, with the orcess' fingers deftly tugging along their lengths with each motion of her head."Hah! I've been to Booty Bay more often than you can count. In my years, I've bedded elves, trolls, goblins and dwarves, with very little able to- THRALL'S BALLS, you little SLUT!"The orcess had indeed shifted her attention, the man's member plunging with little warning into the warm confines of her mouth, and he suddenly stood rigid as a board, mouth agape as she followed the motion of her head with a gentle but firm stroke of her fingers. He attempted to speak, but the skin of his thick member billowed up against her plump lips, a gentle suckle splitting the air as the full length disappeared into her eager mouth, fingers planting themselves against his lower stomach as she remained in place for a good two, three seconds before withdrawing again. He shivered, and suddenly her tongue rolled around his glans, round and round, the tip of it tickling at the sensitive bundle of nerves at its root just long enough for the night air to be felt along his shaft, and then her lips slid down on him again.There was no respite, there was no one thing to grow accustomed to - his senses were under assault by pleasure in every way he could fathom."How's your composure, old friend?"He grit his teeth as the question snapped him back to reality, and grabbed a handful of the woman's hair, meeting her efforts with his hips with a frustrated grunt. She moaned around him, and his eyes grew wide and fervent in their intake of her stature, slight perspiration lending her muscled form a slight glow in the dim light. Red eyes gazed up at him as she let him set the pace, and he set it roughly, opting to largely hold the young woman in place as he all but started fucking her mouth."What-oh... what comes next for this... little whore..."Feeling a familiar stir in the pit of his stomach, he groaned as he quickly pulled out, grabbing his member with his one free hand, and gently slapped it against the side of her cheek. She looked up at him, hotly, eyes full of yearning, her hand visibly growing more eager on the one old orc still in her grasp. The other two closed in with their meats coming to almost obscure her face, and she set to kissing and licking at their members, all the while her eyes darted between the faces of the three of them.What she wanted next was obvious."... what comes next will not have much in the way of composure."And they would give it to her.-----Redgifs:https://redgifs.com/watch/jitterycrimsonjabiruDownload:LINK-----Just a relatively simple animation test where I check the performance of my orc OC model. The model needs some work still, but it's coming along, and I think this turned out nicely enough to post and that it would make for some good content padding while I keep working on my more intricate stuff on these Wednesdays. More Wednesday stuff is coming, rest assured, I've just gone a bit mad with power in terms of the freedom to work on anything I want on Wednesdays that I've bounced between multiple animations.I best get back to work, but first I must thank you all, as always, for your continued support and for all of your kind words. Lots of stuff is in the works and I should have the comic out by next Tuesday if paneling goes as smoothly as it did yesterday, so I hope you look forward to that! In the meantime, take care of yourselves, as well as each other!/DH