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The city of Dalaran was like every other city that dotted the landscape of Azeroth, the main difference that Malcolm noticed was that Dalaran floated on the clouds, not unlike the Necropolis that had plagued the North of the Eastern Kingdoms, Naxxramas, something that gave him the jitters at the back of his mind when he first opened his establishment on the cityscape of this reconstructed capitol city. Malcolm had seen the horrors that slept underneath the turbulent world he’d been born into, as a Priest he wielded the light and calmed the wounds of his fellow adventurers. Now he was the owner of a growing and successful bar and as a bartender he wielded drink that calmed the nerves of exhausted adventurers that visited his establishment for reprieve from the chaotic world below. 

It had taken the years he’d spent as an adventurer to afford the payment on this new establishment on the reconstructed Dalaran, saving money and gold from errands and mercenary contracts that had been so gently called ‘quests.’ He still got jitters in the back of his mind that maybe one day the world might turn on him for his deeds done in service to the Alliance, but it was worth it when he looked around at the brilliant mosaic floors and full bedrooms upstairs. The till ever filled with coin from those flush with riches from the outside world. Malcolm looked back with a grimace in hindsight now knowing that the true riches from excursions into danger were profiteered by the populace. Sure a Warrior might hold a mighty coinpurse filled with gold, treasures, and magical artifacts, but Malcolm happily took a full sack to the bank every evening as he retired to his luxurious homesteaded bedroom comfortably tucked away in the beautiful lake community near the Red Ridge mountains. 

How did he manage his commute? Well with such wealth came the ability to have mages eagerly fawn over who was to provide him with a portal each morning in exchange for a lofty tip. A tip that would be easily compensated on the first round of drinks at breakfast. 

All those memories of previous adventures came rushing back when in the doorway a familiar face that reminded him of his days fighting through draconic strongholds and trampling the bodies of undead necroliches. “Well, well, well..” Malcolm lofted a brow as he stood up tall, proudly displaying himself as the proprietor of the fine establishment that the well dressed doggirl had ventured in. “Fancy seeing you here.”

A cocksure smirk was worn by the doggirl who sauntered in to the bar counter with her fingertips gliding along the freshly cleaned and smoothed granite countertops. “Well I had to see it for myself, Malcolm, once the holy priest who broke protocol to become an owner of a drinking establishment.” She teased poking out her bright blue tongue, “What would the Light think of that, hm?” 

“Oh I’m sure it approves,” a little bit of glowing magical light wrapped around the glass in his hand, shimmering along the container and leaving it glimmering and sparkling cleaned of anything that might besmirch it’s crystal clear visage. “At least enough to help with the dishes.” He snickered and placed it upright in front of Sherri as the doggirl took a seat, Malcolm taking note that she was accompanied by a particularly cute red panda girl that followed beside her. “So what can I get you and.. your friend?” 

“I need wine, a lot of it.” Her eyes betrayed her casual attitude and Malcolm felt like a shark that tasted blood in the water. The large husky male making a show as he tried to hide the fact that he knew what such a demand was for, she was on an errand, a ‘quest’ and he was eager to capitalize big time on such an in-demand commodity. 

“I don’t know..” Malcolm shifted his hand behind his head scratching gently at it, “It’s been really hard to get that kind of fancy stuff to Dalaran what with mage portals going up in price and all..” His eyes peered in her direction, practically straining to keep from licking his chops. “Maybe a friend of mine could give me a hand with that?”

Sherri pulled herself upwards, closing the gap between them as she shifted the drink glass aside, her plump doggirl butt planting itself upon the countertop as she gave him a coy grin. “Mhmm, because I just know you’re all about supply chains.” Her leg lifted, lightly pushing her toes against the heel of those fanciful shoes freeing her footpaw from one, then the other, “But I think what you’re really after is something else..” 

A slight grunt escaped Malcolm as he glanced at those paws, the same dexterous pawtoes that had previously been the bright morning of his time as a raider. “Rrrhh..” A subtle growl of excitement tingled through his bristling furred neck. “You like charging for portals that much huh?” His eyes focused on her pearl shaped toes that had stroked along his length and he felt an aching nostalgia as his erection continued to grow.

“I just got here you know,” Sherri said oh so casually as her legs maneuvered underneath the counter finding his slacks with her pawtoes and slowly pushing against the belt buckle letting it curl slightly as the ringing sound of loosening pants jingled for her ears to perk to. “I’m sure this is going to be a frequent quest, we’ve got plenty of time to negotiate later..” Her eyes focused upon him, a swift swipe of her blue tongue going along her lips as she held his gaze with her own. 

His chest swelled with excitement, his cock pulsing with lust as her pawtoes gently placed around it. His growling features signaling she’d won this round of negotiations as his clawtips curled into fists bound in his palms, “Rrghh.. Hope you bring more to the table next time..” His upper lips showed his fanged teeth as his cock throbbed against those squishy padded toes. His hips slowly pushed forwards nostrils flaring with excitement as those warm paws smushed along his continuously growing length.

“Oh I will, this is just a little taste to keep you .. me..”  She paused a moment as if trying to rework her thoughts, “To keep me coming back, to you.. coming.. back-“ She shook her head as he snickered down at her, his hand cupping underneath her chin comfortingly.

“I get it babe, just don’t stop.” Which wasn’t a difficult request that Sherri happily complied with, his fat canine knotted cock slathered in the softness of her paws as she smeared his own bubbling cum down his length with her squishy digits. His body stood up straight with his hands balanced upon the bar counter, eyes closing as his large furred tail swished about behind him, “Nnh.. Just like that..” 

Ami’s eyes watched with curiosity as Sherri’s paws shifted back and forth along his cock, the thick turgid length smoothing down the fur on Sherri’s paws as she dexterously squeezed at certain points that left the husky male straining and groaning with pleasure. “Does it hurt..?” Ami had been on numerous adventures with Sherri, ones that had left both of their bodies trembling, and of some of the more exquisite acts that Sherri had performed upon her, the paws had not yet been used. Her eyes focused on Malcolm’s expression and the way his cock swelled and dribbled droplets of pre-cum that slathered upon Sherri’s toes as if the doggirl was milking him on purpose. 

“Hrrghh.. Noh.. Doesn’t..” His eyes shut tightly with his teeth fully exposed, snarling and seething as Sherri’s pleasurable peet massage surged through him and he was forced to lean forwards. He could almost feel the joints in his muscles popping as his body lurched forwards, his massive hands planting against the countertop as Sherri practically dragged him inwards with her delicate paws. “Feels.. So good..” He groaned as his claws pressed against the granite texture, “Like..” He glowered hotly, “A velvety.. massage..” He had a dreamy look in his eyes for a brief moment as they closed and the husky canine’s jaw dropped with his tongue hanging out. 

Curious jealousy tingled at the back of Ami’s neck as she watched the display, her own length starting to grow firm against her cotton panties making the leather armor she wore become an even tighter fit. Her lower lip tucked between her teeth as her eyes followed eagerly the movement’s of Sherri’s paws, those glistening sapphire polished pawtoes smoothing down his length, then ceasing with both paws and dragging the first upwards gently rubbing against Malcolm’s cocktip with the underside of her toes gathering up the sticky strands of pre-cum against her pawtoes before sliding them back down as the male huffed and groaned.

His length became squished between Sherri’s insoles, the padded squishy blue bits that drove Malcolm crazy as he began to work his hips in rhythm with Sherri’s paws. “Dammit.. Sherri..” Malcolm groaned as his cock brimmed with excitement, sweat forming upon his brow as he held upon the counter while his hips moved back and forth, “Always..” He gave a strained growlgroan, pushing his hips sharply forward and letting his knot grind against Sherri’s paws, “Getting.. in the way.. hhhhfhh..” Her paws squeezed tighter on his length, making his knot fight to push between them before popping inside, “of.. My.. My profitssss…” His body seized up as his knot was squished against, Sherri working the heavy bulbous thickness with her delicate paws smearing against his trembling length. 

His cock began to violently twitch, hips jutting forwards, Sherri leaned in close with her eyes upon him the whole time his body trembled with excitement. Her lips opened and as her paws squished around his cock jerking off his length as cum started to bubble at the tip, her mouth wrapped around his pointed canine length and suddenly thick loads of cum began to erupt from the length, his cum splattering against her pawtoes as her tongue unfurled letting him deposit his load directly in her mouth.

Sherri’s lips were glazed with hot ropes of cum that eventually spilled down her tongue and drooled eagerly into her mouth. The doggirl gulping the thick load proudly as Malcolm’s heady cock gave a final spurt of excitement, her display causing a residual orgasm to flow through his body culminating in that last rope that sputtered upon her muzzle. “So..” Sherri licked her lips clean as the massive husky slumped backwards landing upon the seat that he kept for the slow times behind the counter. “About that wine shipment..”

“Yeah.. Yeah just..” Malcolm breathed out happily as he leaned back against the chair with his still erect knotted dog cock twitching with ecstasy pouring through his veins. “Just go ahead and take whatcha need..” He breathed out happily sated, it was going to do a little dent in his profit margins for the day but at that point all he wondered was whether or not this was going to be one of those ‘Daily Quests’ he’d heard so much about..