<5> The male draenei let out a sigh of defeat and parted the curtain a bit more. “It’s alright, just for a moment.” From outside the door, Aalia gave Laruu a fierce shove in order to peer through the keyhole herself. Her glowing eye went wide as she looked just in time to watch Kani’s naked rump disappear behind the drawn curtain, followed by a series of shuffling sounds as the two draenei adjusted to each other’s presence beneath the warm spray. “Et tu, Kani?” she whimpered quietly for the second time, though her words were only met by an amused laugh from Laruu. The Lightforged didn’t bother shoving her friend, instead choosing to delicately press her ear to the door and listen. Despite her promise, Kani had gotten just a fleeting glimpse of the naked Nakir as she’d entered the shower. He was far more muscular than she’d initially realized from afar, and the water streaming down his chest had already sent a few tingles of delight between her legs. Perhaps most notably, however, was the monstrous trunk between his legs that was already nearly erect. Nakir’s mind reeled with a mixture of excitement and fear, his gaze hopelessly drawn to Kani’s incredible, naked backside as the shower head doused it with warm water. The battlemage was yet quite young for a draenei, but Kani had seen a fair bit of combat in the meager decade she’d served, and as such an unfortunate accident had relieved her of the bulk of her tail. The two-inch nub perched above her plush-looking cheeks was covered with a small, silver, thimble-like cap, and that little bit of tail appeared to shift from one side to the other rather slowly as she let the warm rain wash over her. Nakir had backed himself up as far as he could in the shower, but the tip of his erect tool was hovering just barely inches from the seemingly-oblivious Kani. Of course, Kani was far from oblivious as she ran her hands through her shoulder-length, red-tinted hair. A nervous quiver stirred in her throat as she briefly considered abandoning her plan, but all it took was a small step backwards to feel the tip of his tool graze her thigh, and all was lost in her mind but desire. “May I turn the heat up just a bit?” she asked innocently, but before he could even answer she boldly backed her rear up and bent over at the waist to adjust the faucet. Nakir’s cheeks couldn’t have flushed any darker as Kani’s rump pushed backwards. He was helpless to retreat any further, and the first half of his cock was suddenly pushed upward and squished between Kani’s pillowy cheeks. “S-sorry!” was all he could think to say, despite how delightful her soft skin felt against him. Kani slowly turned her head to look at him with one brilliant, glowing violet eye. “For what?” she returned no less innocently, though the slight smirk upon her lips betrayed that sentiment. “I don’t wanna steal all the water from you, Nakir. You can get closer, you know.” Nakir swallowed hard, watching Kani closely as she uprighted herself, and the warm spray grew a few degrees warmer. “I… would hate to treat you inappropriately, Kani. I worry-” Kani’s body suddenly pushed back against him, her naked backside squishing tight to his hips and flattening his cock almost vertically between her cheeks. Her bare back tenderly touched down against his naked chest, and one of her soft, chubby arms drew upward and down to wrap behind Nakir’s head. “Do not worry,” she purred with another coy smirk. “I insist….” The draenei male quivered as he felt her softness envelop his front half. Even among the warm rain, his cockhead was clearly slicked with his own excitement before it disappeared between her cheeks, only to resurface again as she skillfully raised and lowered herself. “Y-you tempt me greatly,” he muttered, clearly struggling to resist her… and losing. Kani’s smirk deepened as her soft skin slid against his own, her head tipping back far enough to look up at him just beyond the water’s reach. “I saw you with Laruu,” she admitted softly, “and I felt… envy. See… males don’t really look at me like they do others since I… lost my tail.” Nakir’s gaze drifted down to the capped nub above her impressive bottom, and in fatherly fashion a sympathetic look crossed his gaze. “That is absurd, you are no less for being injured protecting others.” As if by reflex, one of his hands dared to touch her right hip softly and drift over to her amputated tail, while two fingers tenderly circled its meager base to give it a soft squeeze… … just like she’d hoped for. Kani’s entire spine suddenly straightened, and a deep, trilling moan leapt from her purple lips. She was certain he would immediately recoil, but amid her pleasure haze she shot her free hand back to gently grasp his wrist. “S-stay there! It’s sensitive, but… I… I like it….” Nakir was entirely awestruck, fascinated by the sensitive nub he began to squeeze softly. In the process, however, his pulsing erection had sprung away from her cheeks, but with a particularly intimate squeeze, Kani pushed her rump right back against him, this time plunging his cock between her soft, water-slicked thighs. Her aim had been too low for him to penetrate her, but Nakir gasped no less when he felt his length squeezed tight between those plush, thick thighs. Kani struggled hard to stifle her moans as he toyed with her nub, but a soft squeak escaped her nonetheless when she felt his length slide along the underside of her outer nether lips. Her glowing eyes widened as she watched the shiny head of his cock push forth between her thighs, making it almost look as if his cock was her own with a good two inches revealing itself. His dark blue skin was a lovely complement against her purple hue, and Kani was more than happy to lean back against him all the more firmly, both arms reaching up and back to lock her hands behind his shoulders. “I’m… all yours….” All at once, Nakir’s toned arms wrapped around Kani’s waist, and in a quick frenzy his hips began to rapidly pump back and forth. The head of his cock disappeared and reappeared between her thighs at surprising speed, and all Kani could do was try her best to stifle her moans as he ravished her intercrurally. Despite Laruu’s attentions from before, Nakir’s intense thrusting only lasted but a short minute before a shaky, husky groan left his lips. His grip tightened upon her, both hands reaching up to fully cup her modest breasts as his legs quaked, his cockhead erupting with several thick ropes of sticky cum into the spraying shower. Kani’s mouth hung open wordlessly as his cock ran back and forth over her nethers, and it took all her willpower not to fall as she, too, felt a climax shoot through her chubby frame. His grip was too firm to allow her to collapse, but as their combined climaxes subsided, Kani dared to turn around and plant a soft kiss upon his bare, toned chest. “Better,” she declared with a sultry giggle. “I’ll… I’ll get out of your hair, Nakir.”