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Kordoc (M!Gnoll) x F!Reader

Words: 5K Themes: Nsfw: knotting, penetration, oral Full story over on Patreon! This will be a 3 Part story of Gnoll x Reader, one part every month.

Also the dice rolled this story and I got way too into it. It was meant to be a one-shot but the creativity wanted more. So enjoy!

The full moon was getting closer. Only a few more days until the meet-up would commence and the village elders would meet with the Matriarch and her lessers.

Tensions were high in the village. As they always were when the full moon was beginning to reach its peak.

You worked tirelessly through the day. Sowing the fields and working with the animals until you felt your muscles begin to give out. You were trying to exhaust yourself so you had an excuse to not linger with your father and mother at the kitchen table. As they worried about the Gnolls on the edge of the grasslands.

It was the same worries. The same tensions. The same damn hate that you had lived with for most of your life.

You’ve heard the same conversations over and over again. Going to bed super early and waking up before your parents did, was all you could do to keep your sanity.

Your friends and the other “youngsters” of the village were dealing with the same problem. You and those the same age of you, born in the same year, were the eldest heirs to the village. Before the raids had stopped and the treaty agreed on, you were all just babes in the cots. Unaware of the slaughter that happened every night outside your windows. You grew up with the hate and sorrow of the losses those raids had brought.

You were the first generation in this unsteady peace between the village and the monsters in the forest.

Old enough to hold a sword and work the fields and possibly marry, but apparently still naive enough to be scoffed at when you tried to suggest more than a pact of untrusted ceasefire.

“They’re monsters.” Your mother would snap. “They know nothing but blood and slaughter. This is the best we can do with those beasts.”

“But what if we can help each other.” You would try to say. But your words were met with a scornful eye and dismissal back to the fields or to your room.

It was very frustrating.

Especially when your village needed resources only the forest had.

Herbs and heavy wood from the thick trees that sprouted there. When the sun baked the ground, the shade of the canopies would aid in keeping the livestock alive until the heat passed. Through the dry seasons, the fresh water from the mountains that passed through only the forest would keep the village alive until your own rivers filled with water again.

And your little world of corn and wheat and sheep, could aid the Gnolls in the forest. Your mutton would keep them fed until prey returned to their hunting grounds. The wool could help keep pups warm during the winter and be used as wraps for their wounds.

You could aid each other!

Thrive under the cooperation of the homes each faction had carved into the fields and forests.

But you stayed your tongue with this knowledge. You could already hear the panicked questions and terrified accusations.

“How would you know what they needed?” “They’d take every ounce of meat until we have nothing left.”

“You cannot trust a Gnoll to honor a trade.”

But you could trust a Gnoll. You’ve been trusting them not to stick a knife in your back ever since you first met with the Matriarch’s pup.

Her last pup. A male Gnoll of considerable size and strength. The same age as you and with the same mind as you.

‘Kordoc’

Like you, he bore the same weight of being a leader’s last heir. He would one day lead his pack when the Matriarch fell in battle or Kordoc overthrew her.

This was the man you were meeting tonight. Alongside his trusted inner circle.

Under the bright moonlight, you and your friends tip-toed out of the village and past the vast fields of wheat and corn. Sheep bleated at you as you passed. And your best friend, Cassa, hushed them as you all snuck through their grassy fields.

“We’re going to get caught,” Cassa hissed. Glancing back at the stables that sat on the edge of the village. Where a few of the village guards were passing with flaming torches and talking so loudly, you could make out their conversation from where you crouched beside a sheep.

It was nothing interesting. Just some talk about the upcoming winter storms.

“Why are they out in number tonight?” Your other friend Petre wondered. Also crouched behind a sheep that was happily licking his boots. “I almost ran into Hector and two others on my way here. And then Ashley and Brenn were patrolling the grain silo. I thought for sure they were going to see me.”

“I don’t know.” You replied, keeping your voice down. “Maybe they’re on edge because of the meeting tomorrow?”

“They’re always on edge.” Mary scoffed in a whisper. “But this? This is ridiculous. Mum was in the kitchen with a damn sword, sitting facing the baby’s room like some psychopathic guard. I had to spin a story about going to meet up with Tyler…”

And like his name summoned him, Tyler arrived, huffing and clutching his chest. “Fuck sakes, why is everyone walking the streets?”

“Did you get caught?” You asked. And Tyler shook his head, joining Mary by a cluster of lambs.

“Nah. Went through the barn and out the back through the pumpkin plot. But had to wait for two different patrols to pass. It seems like everyone is out tonight.” Tyler grumbled, then gave a kiss to Mary’s cheek. “Sorry, I’m a little sweaty.”

You glanced behind you, over the rolling hills of the grasslands and to the terrifyingly dark edge of the forest beyond the fences.

The silvery moonlight gave you plenty of light to see the sheep grazing under the cool night air and the cluster of rocks and shrubs that dotted the fields. You kicked yourself for not going through the corn. It would be great cover from anyone watching the fields. But last time, a few of you got lost and had to be found before heading into the forest. It took an embarrassingly long time to find your way out of the field you worked in everyday.

Kordoc had laughed so hard he choked on his own spit.

“We could sprint across.” Cassa suggested.

“The fast movement will catch someone's eye.” Mary replied. She scratched the chin of a lamb that tried to scramble into her lap. “If we crawl, we could make it.”

“I dressed very nice for tonight. I am not getting this shirt ruined.” Tyler hissed playfully. And Mary gave her partner a once over, suddenly realizing that his chest was exposed through a nice cotton shirt and a few buttons that were left open. She cooed quietly and Cassa jokingly gagged at the show of affection.

“We’ll have to risk walking. Once we get past the first hill, we should be fine if we stick to the valleys in between.” You said. And Petre nodded, beginning to move when you did.

Every second you expected the village bells to start chiming and shouts of alarm to ring out from the people holding torches.

Thankfully, that didn’t happen. Your small group picked their way through the fields. Using clusters of sheep to hide your shadows and diving into thick brushes when someone spotted a torch on this side of the village.

But again, nothing happened. And your pounding heart was for nothing as you climbed through the fences and onto the dirt road that separated the forest edge to your village fields.

You waited by the twisting roots of the towering trees until another group showed up. More of your friends scrambled over and under the fence to join you by the shadowy edge.

They also told stories of their trek here. Avoiding patrols and their families that were weirdly alert tonight.

“I still think it’s because the meeting is tomorrow.” Cassa mumbled.

“I hope that’s all it is.” Sally, the one who brought the second group, replied. “Otherwise, we’ve missed something very important.”

You nodded in agreement. It wasn’t uncommon for the village elders to keep information from them. Last time this happened, a plague had ripped through the village. No one had informed you and your friends that they needed to stay away from each other.

Too scared to cause a panic, the elders merely gave you all jobs that you could do on your own. Adding a curfew into the mix to ensure you went home and stayed there.

A curfew and shoveling rocks out of the ground never stopped you from seeing Cassa in the afternoons. And very quickly, a dangerous flu spread through the village because no one explained that you needed to be quarantined from Cassa’s family.

Who you thought was merely sick from a cold. Not something with a fever that caused body aches and sores.

Pushing the thoughts aside, you took the first step over the boundary of the trees. Everyone followed. There wasn’t an ounce of fear in your friends.

The only worry here was tripping over your own feet until the thick trunks and dense foliage blocked the remnants of moonlight. Here you could finally remove the lantern from your satchel and light it up.

Sally retrieved her own and Tyler removed a torch from his pack. Petre helped him light it up and soon a blazing circle of light surrounded you all.

With a nod, you picked your way through the trees. Pushing ferns aside and stepping over gnarled roots that burst from the ground.

The cool night air had turned almost cold under the canopy of the trees. And you shivered as a breeze rustled the leaves around you, brushing over your bare arms as it passed.

“Winter is going to be hell this year.” You heard Issac say from the back of the group. “It’s already so cold!”

You continued on until you found what you were looking for. On the bark of a tree, above head-height was five deep grooves made from claws. Anyone passing would assume some animal was merely marking the tree.

But you recognized it. And the next one that had four claw-marks some distance behind the first. Then a third with three marks, then another with two. It was quite a walk in between markings, but it led you into a clearing. Where a roaring fire was blazing in the center and some tents made from furs and hides were set on the edge of the light.

Surrounding the fire and chatting amongst themselves, were Gnolls. Lupine beasts that stood on their hindlegs and were covered in beautiful thick fur. Their paw-like hands clutched large cups or skewers of roasted meat.

And then their ears perked up when you closed the distance. Your group was probably making alot of noise than the Gnolls that were accustomed to within the trees.

Before you managed a step out into the clearing, loud howls and yips and barks of excitement broke through the camp. You smiled and returned the cries with your own. Your group rushed forward doing the same, and the Gnolls leapt to their feet. Hurrying over to welcome you and your friends.

Your hand was swallowed into the pads of a gray Gnoll's hand. You recognized Marass as soon as he grabbed your hand, but you gawked up at his darkened snout. Staring at a fresh scar that hadn’t been there in the last meeting.

“Oh my Gods, Marass! What happened?”

The Gnoll laughed and touched the scar with a shrug. “A scrap with some beast in the woods. Looks good, huh?”

Cassa almost balled you over to throw herself at Marass. Her arms wrapped around the massive creature, but she also stared up at the Gnoll, eyes wide. “Oh my Gods! Your beautiful face!”

“What?!” Marass’ ears slammed flat against his head as Cassa touched the scar with gentle fingers. “No, no, tell me I’m still pretty. Don’t you dare say this scar turns you off.”

“What? No! It looks good, it just looks so painful.” Cassa replied. Her gaze still locked on the red flesh that carved through Marass’ fur. Full of concern. “Gods, it almost took your eye, Marass!”

You left the two to their doting. Greeting some of the other Gnolls as you made your way into the encampment. A drink was shoved into your hands and your nose was assaulted by the strong smell of ale. You immediately passed it onto the next person. Who happened to be Tyler and he drank deeply as he and Mary joined some Gnolls by the fire.

“You still don’t like our ale, huh?” A chuckling voice said from behind you. And you turned to meet the deep green gaze of Kordoc. He towered over the rest of his clan-mates. Shoulders wide and chest bare between the straps of leather from his armor.

His thick fur was mottled brown and black. Thicker around his neck that almost gave him a mane. His ears were perked towards you, and you didn’t dare bring attention to it, but his tail swung lazily behind him when you smiled.

“No. It’s…well, you already know my take on it. It’s so bitter.” You laughed.

Kordoc chuckled and shrugged. “The orcs we trade with have only one type. It does the job for celebrations.”

Your chest squeezed when Kordoc stepped closer and leaned down to brush his nose against your cheek.

Only in the last recent meet-ups did Kordoc start greeting you like this. He had explained it was an affectionate welcome. One between beloved clan-mates.

It made you a little giddy when he did it.

“I see you found your way here easy enough. Didn’t get lost this time?” Kordoc asked, a twinkle in those mossy green eyes of his. And you playfully shoved him. He didn’t budge but your attempt made him laugh.

“Are you going to remind me every time we see each other?” You asked, teasingly angry as you started to make your way to the fire.

“Yes. Because it’s a hilarious thought. You getting lost in your own fields.” Kordoc replied. Falling in stride next to you. But just before you joined the circle of chatting Gnolls and humans, Kordoc grabbed your elbow and you were jerked off course.

You yelped at the sudden change of direction and you heard a few of your friends laugh. But they were ignored as Kordoc shoved his way into a tent. Dragging you along until the sound of merriment behind you was cut off by the fur door falling into place and Kordoc pulled you against him.

Your hands greedily roamed through the fur covering his chest. Eagerly feeling the muscle beneath your palms as you tilted your head up and Kordoc swallowed your lips in an awkward kiss.

It was full of teeth and a large tongue that tried to push into your mouth. Hungrily trying to deepen the connection as Kordoc’s massive hands pawed at your clothed breasts.

“I could smell your scent the moment you stepped into the forest.” Kordoc panted, pulling away long enough to start unclipping the straps of leather. “I couldn’t wait through the formalities. I need you so bad, (y/n).”

There was a growl on the edge of his tone that sent warm shivers through you. You smiled and started to undress as well. Kicking off your boots and hurriedly unbuttoning your pants to shove them to your ankles.

Kordoc was on you again the moment the cloth fell away from your waist. You gasped as you fell backwards onto a sleeping mat. The weight of the beast on top of you knocking you to the ground as his tongue swiped over the top of your folds.

So desperate to taste you, his tongue swept over your thighs and lower stomach as he whimpered for you to open your legs.

You did so, and you removed your shirt to then rip off your bra. Totally bare in front of Kordoc as he ate you out. His nose pressed firmly against your clit and waves of pleasure rolled through you as his movements rubbed against the sensitive nub.

He rutted against the mat. Using the friction from the soft leather beneath him to provide some relief. His erection was painfully hard as he threw your legs over his shoulders and settled on his stomach.

Past layings with Kordoc schooled you both on the importance of foreplay. And how much easier it was for you to take him when you were plenty ready for his size. And this was the quickest way to relax your body and get you riled up.

His need was contagious. Filling you was a warmth that started to ache the more his tongue stroked through your folds. His jaws opened further and he encased your center entirely between his maw. Trapping you between his teeth as his tongue continued its assault.

You squirmed under him. Trying your best not to do so too much or else risk scratching yourself on his fangs.

Kordoc was a gentle, sweet partner in bed. But even he couldn’t control every inch of him.

With a twitch of your hips, his teeth left marks on your skin. You gasped as the burn of it heightened the pleasure, and you shoved him away. Only able to do so in Kordoc’s own desperation to be on top of you.

You rolled onto your hands and knees and Kordoc took position behind you.

However, he did something different. Usually, he’d mount you from behind and keep you on your hands and knees. Fucking you until you both collasped under the need to be crushed against one another, rutting like animals on the floor.

But this time he pulled you close. Your legs were guided to wrap around his waist and your stomach rested on his thighs that sat in his kneeling position.

You felt his hands roam along your bare ass, squeezing until you gasped. Moaning his name as a finger dipped between your cheeks and tested your slit.

Kordoc groaned a low pleased rumble when his finger came away slick and you felt him shift behind you. You glanced back, seeing his hand fist around the base of his cock and his hips tilted towards your entrance. Your center was already aching from looking at him.

Stretching out from under the soft fur of his underbelly, his cock carried the same dark brown that was speckled through his fur. Until it bled into a deep red at the rounded tip. He was thick. Thicker than any of the other Gnolls you used to lay with in the past.

But after so many meetings with only him, you couldn’t imagine any of the others would bring the same pleasure.

You shadowed him. Your back arching so your hips could make the right angle for the tip of his length to slide in smoothly. And you whimpered as your walls welcomed him. Spreading you until an ache started to build and you reached back to grab his arm.

Without needing instruction, Kordoc pulled back. His mouth hung open, panting as he shivered with a wave of pleasure from your tight entrance. He left the tip of his girth inside you. Unable to bring himself to leave your warm body entirely.

You rolled your hips experimentally. Testing to see if the pain would come back. When it didn’t, you nodded and Kordoc’s body tensed as he cautiously pushed forward.

This dance carried on until you were sweating and moaning wordlessly. Still, Kordoc wasn’t fully seated inside you but you could feel his knot beginning to grow.

His own need kept at bay purely for the sake of your body not breaking around him.

You were so tight. After a month of nothing but your fingers you needed alot more preparation to easily take him.

Kordoc licked and kissed along your spine. Anywhere he could reach while in this position, his teeth scraped across and his tongue smoothed over the marks. He murmured sweet praises to you when your back arched and you squeezed around him. His voice took a deep husk to it as he slipped deeper and deeper.

“Just look at you. You take me so well.” He panted as he managed to push another inch inside you. A snarl ripped through him as your hips rolled in rhythm with his. “There’s no rush, (y/n), we have all night.”

His voice was the key to your walls giving in for him. Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, Kordoc was able to fully seat himself inside you. His knot pushed at your entrance, desperate to join the rest of him. But you gasped and shook your head.

“Not yet.”

“Not yet.” Kordoc repeated. Like a promise on his tongue as he curled his body over you and kissed your shoulder. You felt his teeth scrape against your skin and you tilted your head so he had access to your neck.

There, as his hips gave their own experimental roll, he took your throat between his jaws and growled softly. A noise that only you could hear as it rattled your ears and filled your body with a deep resonance of the sound.

Kordoc then braced his hands on either side of your body and his hips started to move more frequently.

You used his wrist to brace yourself against his thrusts. Your body was rocked forward and you pushed back against him in tandem.

Your eyes rolled back as pleasure ripped through your body. Your moans turned to cries as the tempo picked up. The sound of skin slapping fur filled the tent. Soon drowned away by Kordoc’s own moans of ecstasy.

Your arms started to shake from the strain of staying in this position. Your legs were locked around his waist, as if trying to keep him from pulling too far out of you. Before he slammed back into you.

Your hand slipped from his arm and you were sent sprawling onto the sleeping mat from a particularly strong thrust. Kordoc chased you. Crawling over you and tilting one leg so his hips snugly fit between your legs.

He crushed you against the mat. The vast expanse of his chest pressed firmly against your back as he fucked into you. You were trapped. Unable to do anything but cling to his fur as Kordoc continued at a ruthless pace.

Then with a spike of temporary pain and a flood of burning pleasure, Kordoc’s knot slipped between your folds. You screamed his name as Kordoc snarled viciously above you. His claws digging deep into the mat as he rutted against you. Greedily chasing the blinding pleasure you gave him as you squeezed around his knot.

His rhythm faltered. The snarl broke into whimpering growls and Kordoc slammed into you so hard you felt a future bruise begin to form.

Seed spilled into you. And your own finish crashed down on you like a tidal wave. Blinding you as you buried your face into the sleeping mat, pushing hard against Kordoc so you felt every inch of him inside you.

Your hips rolled in time with his as Kordoc milked himself inside you until there was nothing left. Panting hard, Kordoc tried to press a kiss to your shoulder. But in this position, with how tall he was compared to you, he could only reach the top of your head while he was on top like this.

After a moment of catching your breaths, Kordoc attempted to pull away. Testing to see if his swollen knot would release you. But it didn’t. It was still locking you both firmly together.

“Are you alright?” Kordoc asked. His hands ran along your sides and down across your thighs. You nodded. Unable to properly speak as Kordoc carefully rolled you both over so he was on his side and you were pressed against his chest in a more comfortable position.

He then slipped his arm under your head so you had a pillow to rest on.

“I’m fine…better than fine. Just out of breath.” You managed to say. Sighing as you let your body relax against him.

“I got a bit carried away, I’m sorry.” Kordoc huffed. The pads of his paw-like hand were soothing against your heated skin.

“You always get a bit carried away.” You teased. Testing his knot’s size with a small twitch of your hips. Which made Kordoc gasp and his hand grip your hip tightly.

“Careful, I’m very sensitive right.” He murmured against your hair. Nuzzling against your neck as you relaxed your hips.

You reached back and ran your fingers through the mane of fur around his neck. While he happily tilted his head so you could reach as much as you could. Scratching along his spine and shoulder before sliding up along his neck to tickle the fur behind his ear.

He sighed heavily and you caught the green glimmer of his eyes searching your face.

“I missed you.” He said softly. Almost too softly for you to hear.

Your whole body warmed and you smiled. Unable to hide it. “I missed you too. I wish we could see each other more often.”

“You still won’t meet me at the edge of the forest?” Kordoc asked, almost like a plea. And you shook your head. As much as it hurts to do so.

“No. It’s far too dangerous for you. I won’t let you do it.” Your voice turned sharp. Pointed like a sword that would cut down any argument that Kordoc tried to make.

And the Gnoll nodded. Sighing with a heaviness that portrayed the hurt that coiled in his chest.

“One day. One day you will be waking up in my camp next to me. Or me in your village. Working the fields. Just…not yet…”

“Not yet…” You said in return. Like a promise.

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