Juia_Darkcrest

  "Jaina? What are you doing here?" John asked once the Pelican broke free of the atmosphere, and he could throttle back the engines significantly.

  When he heard only a groan come from behind him, he adjusted the ship's angle so it would maintain an orbit according to the onboard computer, then locked the controls while he unbuckled himself from the seat. He felt lighter than normal, the ship apparently having some form of artificial gravity generator, but he could still move around without much difficulty.

  He moved to the back of the cockpit, where Jaina was lying on the deck, moaning in pain. She had a massive bruise on the left side of her face, and her left arm was twisted at an odd angle.

  "Just hold on, let me heal you up," John said, kneeling beside her and ying his hand on her injuries. "Middle Heal! Middle Heal!"

  His magic entered her body, first mending the fracture, then clearing up her bruising. She was quite banged up underneath her robes, the ship's sudden change in orientation and acceleration having caught her completely off guard. She moaned as his magic passed through her body, the healing process a somewhat painful experience, though much better than the actual injury.

  She was breathing rapidly and appeared disoriented, apparently still coming down from the hefty dose of adrenaline that her body hit her with when she collided with the bulkhead. He scooped her up from the floor and cradled her in his arms while he looked around for somewhere to y her down to recover. There were not many options in the Pelican; other than the three seats here in the cockpit, most of its ft surfaces were bare metal.

  While he was debating about taking her aft and lying her down on the bench seating back there, she wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled herself up enough to rest her face against his shoulder. Her breathing had steadied, and she was sighing contentedly in his embrace.

  "I see you are awake now." He said to her, giving up on his original pn. Instead, he moved and sat down in the pilot's seat, the chair more than rge enough for even John to sit in it with his Padin armour on. He had no idea why it was so big, but he was happy it was just then.

  "MmHmm,” She hummed, then asked. "Where are we? Is this The Great Dark Beyond?"

  "Well... we are in space, low orbit around Azeroth. I am not sure I would call it The Great Dark Beyond." He said, looking over at the monitors. "We are about four hundred kilometres above the pnet's surface right now." That was what two hundred and fifty miles? He wasn't sure. One of these days, he needed to find a world that didn't use this bsted metric system. When he became King, he might implement the USCS in this world, preventing himself from being so confused every time a measurement came up.

  Or you can give up and learn the base ten system like a normal human being.

  He ignored that thought. Stay free or die!

  "So far, so that is our home down there? What are those tiny lights?" She said, mesmerised at the dark side of her world.

  John looked over at the pnet, and indeed, there were a few spots with a tiny amount of light. Not at all like pictures he had seen of Earth at night. "Most likely street mps in rger cities, or maybe some rge areas of glowing magic, it is hard to tell from here. My turn for a question, what are you even doing on board? I didn't see you when I closed the hatch, and I have been flying for hours."

  She squirmed a bit in his arms, obviously uncomfortable with the question. "I...umm... promise you won't be mad?"

  "Jaina, even when we had the argument that led to us breaking up, I was not mad at you. I promise I won't be mad at you spying on me for Uther." He said, taking a shot in the dark at why she was here. He had over a minute to think about it from first hearing her thoughts until he slowed the ship down, and that scenario made the most sense to him.

  "You knew already and still asked? Meanie!" She replied, thumping his chest with her fist once before cuddling in closer. "We were just worried about you. You did drop some pretty heavy stuff on us today, but as far fetched as it seems, we both think The Light has blessed you in the fight against the demons."

  John just shook his head, not sure what to make of that. In this world, The Light wasn't a god but a power, and as far as the memories he had were aware, it didn't have sentience. At least not one like a human anyway.

  "So, what are these memories you now have of? Can you tell me about those worlds?" She asked, still watching the pnet pass below them.

  John thought about it for a moment, then shrugged. "Sure..."

  He began with his time on Earth as a loving family man who kept switching jobs due to his temper, living out his life for eighty-three years before saving two kids from dying from being hit by a truck. Then he went through each world he had visited so far, of the things he had seen, and the skills he had picked up. She seemed most interested in Infinite Frontiers, the idea of travelling through the stars and visiting different worlds fascinated her. She knew it was possible, as the Burning Legion and the orcs had come through gates on another world, but to travel through The Great Dark Beyond to get there instead sounded incredible to her.

  "So, you have other lovers in all these pces, too?" She asked once he had finished, her jealousy tching onto probably the least important part of his story. She knew once she said it, that it was stupid, he couldn't control what The Light had provided him. "Sorry. That wasn't fair. They are your memories given to you by The Light."

  "Jaina," He said, not sure what to say. "These memories are all me, just like the memories of the Prince are mine as well. Some of these pces I have no one, in others I have one or even several lovers. Each world is different and has different values. Here in Azeroth, I have no one."

  She shifted in his arms, then turned and knelt on his p, her knees to either side of his hips. Her ocean blue eyes glowed faintly with mana in the dim light of the cockpit, as if she were staring into his very soul. "Wrong. You have me. I told you I would never deny you, John, and I meant it with every fibre of my being. So tell me. Tell me you still want me, tell me you want me to bear your children. Tell me, John, order me to do it and I will. I love you more than anything else on this pnet, so tell me what you want."

  Her intensity startled him; his memories of their past came to the front of his mind. If he had told her back then, she would have ended her studies and become his queen, despite her dreams of becoming an archmage. The prince knew without a doubt she would, but he also knew how much that would have hurt her, and he didn't want her to resent him for forcing the issue.

  He activated his scouter skill, wanting to see if something had changed inside of her, but it was rebuffed before he could get any readings. Her magic must have been shielding her mind, unlike before when she had smmed into the bulkhead; though thankfully, she didn't seem to notice his attempted intrusion. He was on his own here.

  "Then tell me, Jaina, how does becoming my Queen affect you becoming an archmage?" He asked. He wouldn't ruin her dreams.

  "Nothing says I cannot teleport from Lordaeron to Daran and back every day, not everyone lives in the citadel, you know. I can be both your Queen and an Archmage, though I won't be doing any of the Queen's duties. I love your mother* and all, but I will not just be a socialite to help maintain your rule." She replied, sliding her cloak off, exposing her shoulders and arms to him. All she had on was a narrow white crop top shirt underneath. "Besides, if your vision and the prophets come to pass, it won't matter, will it? The Violet Tower will fall, and we will have to relocate and rebuild. If you have truly been blessed by The Light, then the safest pce will be by your side. So John, tell me. Tell me what I need to hear, and I am yours forever."

  John's resistance finally broke.

  R-18 Below - Fetish in Spoiler

  SpoilerInftion - Breasts

  [colpse]

  "I love you, Jaina Proudmoore. You will become my Queen and have my children." John said, slipping his hands under her shirt, caressing the luscious white orbs hidden beneath.

  "I love you too, John Menethil. Now, let me treat my King just as he deserves." She said, leaning in to kiss him, pulling his head towards her. He returned it, lips locking together, their tongues intertwining with each other. She didn't seem to care that his face was disfigured; she loved him as he was, scars and all.

  Most of the men I have met in this world have scars of some sort. Physical beauty doesn’t appear to matter as much for men here, but strength and courage do.

  That inane thought left his mind as quickly as it appeared, his attention fully focused on the golden blonde beauty in front of him. He flipped her top over her breasts, exposing them to the air. They seemed to be slightly rger than a D-Cup, but still fit nicely into his hands, retaining some springiness that most rger breasts were unable to do. (Unless you were in High School of the Dead)

  They continued to kiss for a few minutes, the pair of them trying to make up for four years of lost time, neither in a rush to consummate the act now that John had finally given the order that Jaina had been craving. She hated being told what to do by most people, which had caused many disputes back home before she went to study to become a mage, but from John, she craved it.

  They finally broke their kiss, and Jaina sat upright on his p, a sly smile on her face. "I know you love my breasts, now let me show you some magic I have been working on just for you." She said, then cast a spell on herself. Her breasts began to expand in his hands, increasing by several cup sizes, stopping somewhere around a H Cup. The now enormous orbs felt heavy in his hands, still retaining all the firmness of her original size.

  "That is amazing," he said, lifting them and releasing them, her heavy breasts giving a satisfying bounce when they dropped. He wasn't necessarily a big breast loving guy, but these were indeed beautiful. He pinched her slightly rger nipples, which grew in proportion to her breasts from the spell, causing her to moan in pleasure. He kept doing it, tormenting the pink buds and smiling at the expression on her face.

  "Oh... I think...MMmmm... I think I might need to... OH!!!... rethink that spell. They are too sensiTIVE!!! OH LIGHT TAKE ME!!!" She said, shouting in pleasure as an orgasm rocked her body.

  "No, Jaina. I think it is working perfectly. Now, for the audacity of teasing your future king this morning, I sentence you to a hundred orgasms." He said with a smirk, pulling her still shaking body close to his, and took a nipple into his mouth.

  "Ha, ha, you wouldn't aahhhHH!!... oh Light! What have I done!" Jaina said, squealing from pleasure from the unintended side effect of her spell.

  John sucked on her left nipple while rolling her right one between his thumb and fingers, all the while squeezing her tits. He was thoroughly enjoying this py, with Jaina quickly becoming putty in his hands.

  Orgasm after orgasm shot through Jaina, causing her to scream out in pleasure. Her breathing was coming hard, but she did not ask him to stop, taking her 'punishment' as the consequences of messing with a spell she hadn't worked all of the bugs out of yet. Compared to other magical accidents, this one was at least pleasurable. She thought she was getting a breather after a few minutes, but John had just switched sides, sending her quickly back to her peak as he tormented her nipples yet again.

  Finally, John had enough fun and was ready for the main event. He pulled her almost limp body off of him and id her down on the locked out console in front of him. Her loose fitting white pants were thoroughly soaked from her juices, the multiple back to back orgasms doing more to prepare for his insertion than any amount of licking he could have done. He pulled her pants off, exposing her sex to him. She had a fairly rge but neatly trimmed blonde bush that gave him pause. It was shaped into a heart, with the letters JJ shaved in the middle of it. He had seen things like this done on people's heads, but he did not expect to come across it here in this world.

  She is really in love with me, isn't she?

  Smiling at the show of love, he stood up from his chair and pulled his own pants down, little John finally free after so long and so many teases. He ran the head and part of his shaft over her sex to lubricate it with her juices, then y it on her belly to see how deep he would be going. She wasn't a small woman, but nor was she tall, and the head of his cock rested on her belly button.

  "Light...that is so big... You were only about half that size for our first time... I was going to use this spell on you as well, but I am afraid you would kill me with that cock if I did that." Jaina said, having somewhat come to her senses since he pulled her pants down. She was still breathing heavily, an untold number of orgasms having already hit her, and it was looking like it wasn't going to be the end of them.

  "Last chance, my love. I want children, and if we do this, I will not be pulling out. Not tonight or ever, not until you are pregnant with our child. Do you want to be my Queen and mother of my children?" John asked, lining himself up to her entrance. He wanted to give her one st chance to back out, not realising she had already made her decision. She wanted to be a mother to his children and no one else's.

  "Do it, my love. Make me yours all over again." She said, wrapping her legs around his back and pulling him towards her.

  John slid in, the narrow passage parting way for his member like a boat cutting through water. He hit her cervix and kept pushing, stretching out her insides. She was very wet, very warm, and very horny.

  "AHHH!!! OH JOHN! By the Light! That is huge!" She shouted, then pulled him down to kiss her.

  He obliged her, locking lips with her again as he started to thrust slowly into her, causing her to moan into his mouth with every thrust. His ejacution control skill activated as he thrusted into her again, giving him an idea that it would probably take some time at this pace before he made it to completion. Still, he was in no rush, enjoying their slow lovemaking and having this beautiful woman squirm underneath him.

  Though he did find he had a mischievous streak tonight, and brought a hand to her left breast and squeezed it, running his thumb over her areo while circling her nipple. She trembled from the mini orgasm, causing her vaginal canal to tighten around his member, giving him a bit more friction. He was gaining more experience with women these days, but he had never met a woman as wet as Jaina, his dick sliding in and out of her effortlessly. She wasn't loose by any means, just slick, though the sheer number of orgasms he had already given her might have been the reason for that. He would have to explore it another night.

  He broke their kiss after some time, saliva connecting their tongues for a moment before he pulled back. He was ready to thrust in earnest and receive his well deserved reward.

  "I am going to move faster now." He told her, moving his hands to her hips, getting a solid grip.

  She just gazed at him, a somewhat delirious look in her eyes, the two blue marbles half rolled into the back of her head. She had a small amount of regret about casting that spell, but she was not willing to ask him for mercy. He wanted to pnt his seed into her, so she would lie here and take it, take whatever her man was finally willing to give her. "Uhh... okay... Ha, ha, haaaa... fill me with your seed, my king."

  John began to thrust faster while holding her hips to stabilize himself, pulling out his full length and thrusting back in, tapping on her cervix with every hit. She moaned, she called out his name. Her legs, which had half pinned him inside her, started to go limp. She had started to chew on one of her knuckles a bit while holding the top of her head with her other hand, her oversized breasts bouncing wildly from his thrusting. It looked sexy as hell to John and was helping bring him closer to his release.

  He kept thrusting, pounding her into the console of the Pelican, causing her to scream out his name over and over again. “JOHN! JOHN! JOHN! JOHN! MMMMMmmMMMmmm JOHN! PUT A BABY IN ME”

  That did it for him.

  As he felt his pelvic girdle begin to flex, he grabbed her nipples again, giving them a hard squeeze which sent them both over the edge at the same time.

  "AHHHH!!! JOHN!!! I'M CUMMMING AGAIN!!!" She shouted, shaking violently.

  "Me too! Ahhhh!!!" He said at the same time, reaching his peak. Pulse, after pulse, after pulse. He flooded her insides, painting them white, sending his semen directly into her womb. If it was the right time of the month, he did not doubt that she would be carrying his child from that orgasm alone.

  Drained, he y panting on top of her, her massive breasts now shrinking back to their normal size. He looked her in the eyes, but they were closed, apparently unconscious from the overstimution at the end.

  John smiled. It might not have been a hundred orgasms, but he was certain his sentence had been delivered thoroughly.

  He pulled his pants up and scooped her up off the console. Wrapping them both in her cloak, he sat back down in his chair and cuddled with his unconscious queen to be. Light from the nearby star began to fill the cockpit as they rounded the dark side of the pnet and came into the light, giving him a better view of this beautiful woman. Her skin was flushed, almost glowing, her pink nipples red and almost bruised from his ministrations. His cum was leaking out of her vagina, dripping on the seat between his legs. She looked content.

  Satisfied with a job well done, John leaned back in the seat and looked down at the pnet below, awaiting his partner to awaken before returning to Azeroth.

  Going to check out the moons would have to wait for another day.

  * - Canonically, Arthas's mother was neither confirmed dead nor alive during the events of WC3. Blizzard had stated they wanted to say she had died before Arthas killed his father to keep it 'cssier', and that they would discuss how to do it, but according to the wiki, she was never confirmed dead by Blizzard in the st 15 years since that statement.

  I disagree. For this writing, she is alive and well, and she is very worried about both her husband's failing health and the fact that John doesn't have a wife and children yet. This has pushed her and his father to set up a few things, mostly behind John's back. #foreshadowing.