Byung stayed perfectly still, his body rigid with the effort of not moving, not making a sound that might alert the orc sisters to what was happening mere feet from where they maintained their vigilant watch. He had no clear idea why an elf—particularly one as dangerous and unpredictable as Velara—was helping him out with his sexual frustration in this incredibly risky situation. But he was glad this was happening despite the absurdity and danger, a perverse smile creasing his face in the darkness, his expression hidden from view but communicating consent to the invisible presence he could feel surrounding him.
His cock throbbed in the grip of the unseen hand, the sensation magnified by his inability to see what was touching him, by the heightened awareness that came from needing to remain completely silent while the Urgar's daughters sat within easy view. The danger of discovery added an edge to the pleasure that made everything more intense, more urgent.
