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You shivered as you made your way up the steep, rocky path. The wind blew harshly across your frozen cheeks, eyelashes heavy with frost as you scanned your surroundings. “Almost there, I'll be there soon."
It was nearing the first frost in your village, every year, right before, you'd travel up the mountain to spend the winter with your aunt until spring arrived. Then after, you would travel back down and reside in the village until the same time next year.
Your aunt was a peculiar woman, always off to herself. She simply preferred it that way. Hence the reason why she decided to stay on the mountain where she could be alone, away from the energy and bustle of the village. The only people she would really tolerate were you and your brother. But he married and moved away over two years ago, off to one of the cities located down south. So, now it was only you, paying visits to the batty woman known as your aunt.
The howling of the wind made your ears ring as you continued on, ignoring the painful nipping it gave your exposed skin. It had never been this cold during your travels here, were you arriving too late this year?
You pulled your coat tighter around your arms and adjusted the heavy pack hanging from your shoulders. Moving forward you recognized the familiar turn that led straight to your aunt's house. You smiled in a sense of relief. Almost there.
Your legs shook as you made way up the path, flinching when a hard object made contact with your left foot, rolling harshly beneath your worn boots and striking a pain in it that you had never felt before. Quickly you sucked in a rush of sharp, cold air, falling face first into the frozen earth. The impact focused on your nose, causing your eyes to tear over and started to blur. You couldn't move, body heavy with sudden exhaustion. The whistling of the wind never faltered as your senses gave out, the world around you nothing but a blur.
A strong shiver drew up your spine, awakening you from your unintentional nap. A fire was lit just before your, giving off cracks and pops as the sticks and debris inside burned. You let out a groan, forcing your body to rise and sit up, a few bones popping in the process. The fire was nice and warm, providing a toasty atmosphere. It was a hundred times better than the outside.
Bu.how exactly did you get here? The last thing you could remember was turning the corner to your aunt's house. You shifted the blanket that had been wrapped around you, noticing that your coat and the extra pair of pants had been removed. You looked up, observing your surroundings. It was a large cave, the walls bare and a few things scattered about. It wasn't much to look at. Evidence of someone living there was more than noticeable though. That being the large fire in the center, a pile of furs and pillows stacked in the far corner and a makeshift drying rack made of sticks not far away from where you sat. On it hung your coat and pants, drying with the aid of the fire.
Step step step. You whipped around, eyes squinting to make out the figure standing just outside of the light of the fire. From simply their silhouette you could tell they were wearing a coat of some kind, large hood thrown over their head. It was also more than obvious that the figure was tall, near 7 feet maybe.
They took a step closer to the fire, revealing more of their features. Canine paws were in place of their feet, claws on each toe just barely grazing the cave floor. Non-human beings weren't an abnormal sight to you, in fact you grew up surrounded by them. Depending on the species there were all kinds that would pass through your small village while traveling.
You remember how you'd had the biggest crush on the village's herbal shop owner growing up. He was a middle aged oni who had hair past his hips. Years before your birth he'd settled in the village with intentions of only staying for a few weeks. He never left, growing comfortable with the village atmosphere and soon calling it home. He would always let you braid and play in his hair when you came to visit the shop, never complaining when you tugged at the silky stands a little too hard. The oni still resided in the village, running his shop and making good business. He was of course older now, the crinkles under his eyes sharpening But you must admit, he was still very good looking.
You hesitantly rose to your feet, sporting a respectful smile. “Hello.” They turned to look your way. “Did you take me in? If so, I'd like to thank you.” The figure threw a short nod your way.
“Don't worry about it.” His voice was deep, a slight rasp to it.
You sauntered over his way on wobbly legs, presenting your name and kingly asking for his. As you spoke your hand reached out in greeting. He slowly lifted his own paw, grabbing your hand in return.
“Vior.” You noticed the tan colored fur on his paw. It had a few dark spots mixed in, showcasing an interesting pattern. The fur was also unbelievably soft to the touch.
Vior released your hand and walked over to the makeshift rack. He pulled down his hood and removed his overly large coat, revealing his back. He wore a simple cloth shirt, the fabric colored a dark cream. It hosted a couple of small wears and tears, but it looked comfortable enough. He turned back your way, his ear twitching a bit.
Now you could see he was a gnoll. A large gnoll at that. Gnolls were known to be pretty short, at least around here they were. But it mostly had to do with the way eyes carried themselves, hunched over as they traveled. Occasionally you would see one at around six feet but Vior, he had to have been at least spiking seven, even while hunched. Not just that, Vior also had a good chunk of meat on his bones. He wasn't ripped with muscle so to say, more on the chubby side. But it was obvious he could very well defend himself if needed. He had bulk to him.
Vior pointed to the wall behind you allowing you to turn and see your backpack and other belongings sat neatly against it. “There’s your stuff. Stay as long as you need. When you're ready to go just let me know, i’ll escort you to your aunt's house.”
You perked at his words. “You know my aunt?” Vior nodded, walking back towards the fire and taking a seat. He then flopped onto his back, resting his paws on his belly.
“I do. I guess you could say we've become friends over the years. We help each other out when needed. She talks about you all the time."
You blushed at the sound of your name leaving his lips, moving over towards the fire and returning to your previous spot from before. “Well I sure hope she talked well of me.” Vior looked your way and nodded.
“Yes of course, only the good things.”
You and Vior talked for hours, about your everyday life in the village, how he came to meet your aunt and everything in-between. You admit it was the best you had felt in a long time. The sound of his voice was just so soothing to you, allowing you to quickly grow comfortable being in his company.
By the next morning it was time for you to leave. As promised, Vior escorted you to your aunt's house, at your side every step of the way. Once you arrived your aunt didn't even know you were to be arriving. She had totally forgotten, overlooking the calendar. But it was honestly no surprise to you. She had always been absent minded, frequently forgetting about the simplest of things like bread in the oven, hot coffee in the pot. Those things always slipped her easily.
Vior was invited inside of course, your aunt offering him a cup of tea. He accepted the steamy beverage, its sweet perfume invading his senses. After you had placed your things in your room you returned to the living room, your aunt and the gnoll meddling in simple conversation.
He stayed for a few hours, conversing with you and your aunt, accepting the bags of snacks, jarred salves and herbs she offered him to take back along with him as thanks for bringing you back safe and sound. Each time, he at first declined, but eventually gave in as a result of the older woman's badgering. Vior was finally able to say his goodbyes, escaping just before sunset and more of your aunt's gifts. You watched from the window as he descended down the path, the clinking of jars inside his bag still ringing in your ears.
A couple hours later you were tucked away in your room, still settling in when your aunt knocked at your door. Once invited in she gently pushed the door open, making her way inside. "I would ask you if your travels here went well..but we both know they weren't. At least, not at first." You looked over at her, raising an eyebrow as she started to snicker. It took a moment but once the realization hit you immediately flushed with heat. She was referring to Vior. You had to admit though, you had taken a liking to the chubby gnoll in the small amount of time you had spent together.
"I assume so," you replied, doing your best not to egg her on. She placed a hand upon your shoulder before giving a chuckle.
"Do not worry dear, He is indeed single." again you flushed before shooing your aunt from the room. Of course shed be the one to somehow make something completely normal weird. She howled with laughter before leaving, closing the door upon exit. You rolled your eyes, plopping down onto your bed. It was nice to know he was single, even though you had already assumed so. His cave showed no evidence of anyone else being there but himself, and gnolls were very possessive. If he'd been with anyone, you'd have definitely known by now.
Over the course of the next few weeks things went well. Your aunt continued to be as peculiar as ever as she picked on your evident new found feelings for Vior. He came to visit on a regular basis, joining you and your aunt for dinner at times, and others just to chat. Over time you found yourself getting really close to him, spending more and more time alone together. As much as your aunt loved to pick, she barely did it when he was actually present. When she saw you two were spending time together she didn't dare interfere.
It was past sunset, the moon slowly fading in. You were seated on the snow covered ground behind your aunt's house, a blanket wrapped atop your winter coat as snow continued to fall. The tiny flakes dampened the exposed skin of your face, causing your nose to wrinkle. Footsteps crunched in the snow behind you. Turning you were met with the sight of Vior, tipping through the snow your way. He plopped down beside you, huffing a sigh in the process. "It's a little cold for stargazing, don't you think?" he asked, gesturing to the white coated ground.
You chuckled, pulling your blanket tighter around your shoulders. "The stars look best in the winter. Just watch.'' The two of you sat for a good hour, enjoying a comfortable silence, watching the sky. The stars peaked through the early night clouds, Vior laid back onto his back, as his eyes glazed over in wonder.
"They really do look nice," he commented, turning his head towards you. You met his gaze, giving a light smile. You laid back beside him, looking back up at the sky.
"It finally stopped snowing." You held your hand out, no flakes making contact with your skin. The gnoll didn't take his gaze off you, watching curiously as you rubbed your fingers together, checking for moisture.
He started to fiddle with the fabric of his cloak before blowing a sigh and sitting up. "May I ask you something?"
You stuffed your hand back beneath the warmth of your blanket, "Of course."
His eyes averted elsewhere, away from your gaze. "Are you seeing anyone, in the village?"
It ook you a moment to process his words. When it finally clicked heat rised up the sides of your neck "No." You gave an embarrassed smile, "Are you seeing anyone?"
Vior shook his head, looking back your way. "I know we don't exactly have anything in common..species wise," he gestured between the two of you. "But, I do like you."
Your wonky smile widened before you swiftly threw your arms around the gnolls neck. He let out a surprised chuff as you both thumped back down on the snow covered ground. Hands situated on his chest as you pushed yourself up, looking down at him with red cheeks. "It sure took you long enough!" He wrapped his arms around your waist, placing his muzzle in the crook of your neck.
"Better late than never."
Once the two of you returned back inside that night, your aunt immediately noticed the difference in the air, claiming she had just been waiting for one of you to make a move. She went on and on about how if you brother was here, she would've placed a bet, putting her windchimes on the line. You rolled your eyes at that. She didn't have any windchimes.
Other than you and Vior, things didn't really change much. At least not at your aunt's house. You spent a lot more of your time at Vior’s place, most of your nights consisted of being cuddled up by the fire with the fluffy gnoll, simply listening to the fire crackle. Everytime you came to visit, he had a gift for you. Sometimes it may have been as simple as a flower to as extravagant as a wood carving, smooth and crafted by his own paw.
The more frequent visits to the Gnoll’s cave allowed you to learn a lot more about him. For instance, he loved wood carving. He had been doing it since he was young, loving the face that with a simple blade he could shape anything he desired. His most recent carved gift to you was of a wolf, head tilted back as it howled. Each carving Vior gave you, you kept stashed away on a shelf in your room. Your aunt took a liking to your little possessions, making sure to come take a look whenever you returned after spending time with Vior.
You were sat by the fire, Vior sprawled out beside you with his head settled in your lap. It was past midnight, the sound of an owl hooting outside the cave entrance. A breeze wafted in, ticking your exposed skin. Vior shifted in your lap, turning so that his head was facing your midsection. He rubbed the side of his head across your thighs, eyes rolling closed in pleasure. You sat quietly as you watched his actions, making no attempt to stop him. He heavily breathed in your scent, letting out a low groan. The sound was what sent you off, heat gathering between your thighs as you ran your fingers through the fur atop his head. He let out another groan before redirecting his muzzle down between your legs. He took in another breath, eyes locked on yours.
"I want you."
You didn't even reply as you started removing your top, Vior quickly sitting up, helping pull the fabric over your head. It was tossed off to the side as the gnoll gently pushed you to lay back on the ground before removing his own shirt. He leaned down allowing his tongue to run up the soft flesh of your belly, traveling between the separation of your breasts and beneath your lower jaw. His hands massaged them as his teeth gently scraped across the skin of your neck and shoulder. You wrapped your legs around his waist as he started to grind down, getting as much friction between the two of you as he could.
A moan escaped you at the contact, Vior rutting down harder as his hot breath fanned across your ear. You reached down, yanking the fabric of your pants down the best you could. He paused the snap of his hips, just about yanking the cloth down your legs, revealing the flesh of your thighs. Your pants were tossed just like your shirt had been moments before, out of sight. Vior swiftly drug his claws across the top of your thighs, earning himself the sounds of another moan leaving your lips. "I never thought someone as beautiful as you would want me."
"I could say the same about you," you said as your eyes studied the fur across his chest. Repositioning yourself on your elbows, you noticed the light from the fire lit the sides of Vior's face and arms making it look as if he were glowing. He leaned back down, resting his muzzle between your spread thighs. Your underwear were still on, but that didn't stop his next action. Slowly his tongue licked up across your covered folds. You threw your head back, holding back the sounds trying to rise from your chest. He gave another lick as his hands worked to massage your inner thighs, his hot breath flushing against you, only adding into your pleasures.
You whined as your fingers attempted to tug down the fabric of your underwear. Vior looked up at you with hooded eyes full of lust. He grinned before reaching up and aiding you in removing the fabric. Once it slipped past your ankles you kicked them away before immediately turning your attention back to your lover. His maw opened back up, slipping out his tongue and dragging it across your now bare skin. Sounds of pleasure rumbled through your chest, this time escaping past your lips. That earned a satisfied chuckle from the gnoll. He repeated his actions, starting down right over your hole, going up to meet your enlarged clit. Dear gods did it feel good.
You ran a hand through the fur atop his head, grazing your fingers across the fluff of his ears. Vior didn't break eye contact with you as he continued to give you pleasure.
After licking another long strip, Vior licked at his chops before sitting up, leaning over you. "I don't think I can wait much longer," he said, grinding himself against you. You watched as he leaned back, pulling down the front of his pants just enough to release himself. The vibrant color of his cock was the first thing you noticed, colored a bright pink. The shape of it was inhuman and large, fluid leaking from the tip. A knot was positioned at the base of his cock, round and thick, and you couldn't help but imagine the feel of it inside you.
With a sly grin you laid back and spread your legs, inviting the gnoll to take action. He didn't hesitate as he came forward, situating himself between your hips.
He rubbed his tip between your folds, entering your hole just the slightest before exiting and coming back up to brush across your clit. You whined out in yearning. "Vior, don't tease me." His answer was slipping inside you without warning. Your eyes widened and your lips parted in the sudden pleasure. Vior placed one arm on the floor beside your head and the other around your hip. At first his movements were slow, but in no time he was speeding up. It was obvious he was holding back. Your arms were wrapped around him, fingers gripping the fur upon his back.
With each thrust he gave, the more power was put into them. It felt amazing. Overpowering. You weren't even bothering with trying to shield your moans anymore. There was no use anyway. Vior's maw came down aside your right ear, his tongue lolling out and flattening across your temple. "I don't know how much longer I'm gonna last," he breathed out.
"I want you to knot me, Vior," you struggled out between moans. He groaned, picking up his pace, hitting that perfect spot inside you. On the verge of letting out a howl he slammed inside you, knot and all. Your eyes rolled into the back of your head as his cocks thick knot, seated deep inside you. Vior growled as he emptied, thick ropes of cum filling your insides. Your legs locked as you tightened them around his waist, dragging out both of your orgasms. Vior collapsed atop of you, stuffing his muzzle between your neck and shoulder. "God that felt good."
You could still feel him throbbing inside of you, thick fluids resting within. Your legs finally gave out, coming to rest on either side of him. You carded your fingers through his fur, grounding yourself.
He let out a chuff, dragging his tongue over your throat. "Yes, it did."