<3> Warm air suddenly rushed between Vrok's legs as he felt himself exposed to the open air. On one hand, he was suddenly keenly aware that he was practically nude before his own instructor, but at the same time the removal of his pained prison was a boon for his green-skinned manhood. The younger orc had been quite nicely-gifted by nature, and the thick column that was already half-hard stood rather awkwardly out from between his muscular thighs. The gesture had also betrayed his wandering razor, as his pubic region and heavy-looking balls were likewise devoid of long hairs. It was Lorkana's turn to look him up and down as she hurled his cloth to the ground, laughing hysterically. "All's fair in love and war, you know! No orc's worth his salt if he can't fight with his cock waggin' like a battle standard!" Vrok fought back another flush in his cheeks, trying to find some anger to combat the exposure... but the rush of much more instinctual feelings was becoming far more overpowering. "And what of your tits, huh?!" he shot back boldly. Lorkana threw back her head and laughed, puffing her chest out proudly. "You think of me as such a weak-" She didn't get to finish her sentence as Vrok shot forward, this time shooting a hand out to grab a heavy handful of her right breast as he spun around behind her once more. His free hand made for her loincloth a second time, and with a roar he much more successfully yanked it downward, freeing her wobbling ass to the open air and exposing a thick tangle of jet black pubic hair between her thick thighs. "All's fair, yes?" Vrok shot back as he hurled her cloth to the ground next to his own sharply. A spark of excitement shot through her body as she planted her feet firmly and squared her practically-naked body to face her former student, her hands on her hips. "All. You're doing well, but you haven't proven yourself just yet! Now, slay me, Vrok! Student must become master!" Vrok felt a strange excitement well up as he looked his matured teacher up and down, causing his own tool to rise to full mast and throb several inches in front of him... and right then it clicked in his mind. For a moment, the younger orc was incredulous at the thought -she was just old enough that she could have been his mother- but there was no lie in her thinly-veiled orders. However, there was no doubt in his mind that she would make him work for it. A confident bellow escaped Vrok as he made for his teacher once more, this time latching both hands onto her neck and shoulder in an iron grip. Lorkana's hands likewise clawed and grasped at Vrok, the orcess roaring in return as the two spun in a sharp circle, then suddenly dived to the ground in a frenzy of punches, rakes, and cries of bestial vigor. The intertwined orcs rolled across the ground together as they began a fierce struggle for dominance, kicking up a cloud of dust along the rocky terrain. Lost within for several long minutes, there was no telling who might've been winning until the dust finally began to settle, but even then no clear winner had been sighted yet. Vrok had his near-naked body flattened against Lorkana's, one arm flexing hard around her neck with the other clawing at her left thigh. Her breathing was becoming more ragged as she clawed at the back of his own neck with one hand, while the other dared to drop down and grab hold of the throbbing cock mashed against her ass... though the squeeze was much more tender than an attempt to injure. Both orcs gasped and grunted as Vrok pushed back, rolling the couple a quarter turn as he was finally able to bear his weight down atop his instructor, shoving her full front into the dirt. His chest heaved right along with hers, their combined sweat causing dust particles to cling to their exposed bodies. His heated length had slipped itself straight between his teacher's thighs, its tip releasing a thick drooling tendril of precum onto the dusty ground below. Between his ragged breaths, Vrok dared to claim victory. "You... are... slain...." Lorkana had turned her head just in time to keep herself from dropping face-down into the dirt. Her own chest heaved harshly, her energy strained from the struggle. Her breasts were half-smooshed in the dirt, but even with his weight atop her she dared to attempt to raise her hips beneath him. "Not... by... a longshot...!" At this, Vrok let out a guttural growl, and in a sudden burst of energy he adjusted his grip, planting one hand hard atop Lorkana's head as the other moved to her hip, aiding in the rise of her ass just as the tip of his cock met her hair-covered nether lips... which were wonderfully soaking wet. The frenzied Vrok tensed every muscle in his body, and with a vicious cry he unceremoniously thrust his hips forward, plunging his thick cock deep, [i]deep[/i] inside Lorkana's nethers. The prone orcess' body twitched as she felt herself entered, and a powerful shock of sheer, instinctual delight shot through her body shortly after. She could feel every veiny inch of him inside her as his hips rocked and pressed tight to her smooth, toned ass, and in response one of her hands shot back to claw at his own naked rump. Lorkana had no leverage, but she did her best to hold him there, desperately desirous for the hungry touch of a worthy male. Her free hand clawed long finger marks in the dirt as she attempted in vain to find a grip to ground herself, but there was only so much she could manage to do while her nethers clung to his cock. Another grunt escaped her as she fiercely jerked her hips, backing her ass sharply into his hips to jostle his submerged cock inside her, each motion sending further shocks of much-needed pleasure through her body.