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“It’s the drink.” She said in a soft muted voice, a small smile playing across her lips. “What do you mean?” Lace queried in a gentle tone, pressing herself just a little closer to Zu’gar’s body. She shrugged, her voice smooth and sober as she whispered into Lace’s ear, “Why they aren’t all tearing each other apart to bang you against the nearest flat surface.” Lace blinked in surprise and lowered her voice to a whisper too, “They aren’t trying to fuck me because they’re drunk? And… You’re sober?” “No, they’re not trying to take and fuck you because you paid to get them drunk, get it? It’s like respect.” She purred low, still holding her tankard, which Lace noticed then was almost full. Lace pursed her lips, ignoring a loud crunch across the room and the subsequent growing argument, “You mean I have to pay not to get dragged off and used? That’s absurd…” tit fuck “Don’t let my kindness fool you, Princess. We’re all still Orcs and you know what we do to pretty little asses like yours.” Zu’gar said flatly, “Sure they don’t go around stealing people off the streets, but you’re in their territory, a place where they can relax and be Orcs, rules are different in here.” “Okay… But… Why are you pretending to be drunk?” Lace asked softly and Zu’gar peered past her, her mouth drawing into a line as she looked towards where the argument was now spilling out into a wider circle. “Think you’re about to find out Princess.” “Oi!” Came a thundering bellow from across the tavern, another male Orc having shoved himself to his feet, his eyes unfocused and his whole body swaying like a tree as he took two large steps towards them, damn near clearing half the space thanks to his stride, “Want ‘er. Giv’.” Lace’s mouth formed an O shape as she paled at the sight of the broad Orc, his body a slab of muscle, his face a mess of scars and his trousers swollen so visibly that Lace knew she couldn’t take it. Zu’gar raised her tankard to the swaying Orc, her body language relaxed and the movement of her arm seemingly sluggish, her voice slurred, “Mine!” The giant Orc growled and Lace could literally feel the vibrations from the rumble deep in his chest, “Fight f’ er.” “Stay here…” Zu’gar whispered lightly and nudged her off her lap in the direction of Maria before standing, “Aaaay! Hold up, I know you don’t I?” The Orc furrowed his massive brow and squinted down at the approaching Zu’gar with dull green eyes. Lace felt her heart hammering away in her chest as she observed the two stood before each other, Zu’gar had always been this towering muscled beast, but next to him, she looked almost dainty. “Fuck y’ do.” He growled, cracking the knuckles of titty fuck his right hand in his left, each pop echoing off the walls to be heard twice. Zu’gar studied him over, swaying herself, then she beamed suddenly, “Ahh sorry mate, my bad, you just look a lot like this shit I took yesterday.” The tavern erupted into a roar of laughter and the fury that flashed across the Orcs face was palpable, his self-control seemingly non-existent. “RAARGH!” He screamed in incomprehensible rage, swinging his arm in a wide wild arc with bone-crushing force towards the side of Zu’gar’s head. Without hesitation or preamble Zu’gar’s seeming drunkenness vanished, her body moving swiftly as she nimbly ducked under his arm and drove her fist, with every ounce of strength her very sober and very ready body could muster, into a very specific point between his legs. He let out a noise akin to a slowly deflating balloon before crumpling to the ground in a heap of limbs and suckingdick Zu’gar let out a loud cheer, placing her foot dramatically on the now prone Orc’s back to show her dominance and the crowds cheering laughter only redoubled. 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