Hard Negotiations

Trekking through the forest, Suel could sense an odd magic weaving its way through the land, the Wolvar's hairs standing on end as Jerv gave him an odd glance, seeing the look on the druid's face, 
"What's wrong?" 
"Oh, nothing. I just… I think there's something wrong with this place."
"How so?" 
The man glanced into the thick brush surrounding the small footpath the pair were travelling down, trying to tune himself to the nature all around him but finding nothing out of the ordinary, finally sighing and shrugging after a few seconds, 
"I don't know, I think maybe the pressure is just getting to me."
The hunter gave her mate a pat on the back as she grinned, 
"That'd be understandable, this isn't our usual sort of a gig. Uniting an entire valley is a little different from hunting an overgrown wild beast, or picking some magical ingredients."
The pair of Wolvar had been contacted by two warring groups a few days of travel away from their home in a large valley, inviting them to oversee and act as impartial mediators at a meeting that could hopefully put a stop to all of the hostilities. Suel of course accepted the invitation without hesitation, eager to build up communities that had been ravaged by generations of war. Though neither the druid nor the huntress were trained diplomats, they had both accrued at least some amount of experience with negotiations throughout their years of journeying all around the continent, something that the man was hoping to put to good use soon enough. After a few more hours of travel, Suel could sense the odd magic growing ever stronger, and even Jerv was starting to see some changes in the environment. The dense forest slowly morphed into an almost savannah-like brush as they walked along, continuing to get more dry and arid the closer the duo came to their destination, causing Jerv to scan the thorny bushes and yellowing grass with her frow burrowed, 
"Am I misremembering it, or was this all not swampland the last time we visited around here?" 
Keeping his eyes trained ahead for any signs of what might've caused the sudden shift in the area's climate, Suel spoke with a pondering tone, 
"No, you're definitely remembering that correctly…"
Before long, the forest had died out entirely, and the Wolvar's stepped out into an outright desert, dunes of sand covering the path that they had been walking on, a few dried out and dead trees sticking up from the sand, the scorching sun overhead and the lack of ant cover making the druid very glad he was just wearing his loose robes. 

After another hour of trekking through the fresh desert, having some difficulties with recognising any of the landmarks that the pair had previously used to navigate the lands, the Wolvar finally spotted a plume of smoke off in the distance, behind some dunes. Clambering atop the pile of sand, the adventurers were met with a view of a rather large camp, dozens of short foxes scampering all around the sand, dipping in and out of tents while some of them were hauling dried logs to a circle of stones in the centre of the camp, building a bonfire,
"There they are, the Vulpera."
Soon after laying eyes on the camp, the little canines likewise spotted the two Wolvar, a small crowd gathering at the middle to watch. A few of the Vulpera hopped into a pen at the back of the campsite, soon emerging riding atop feral hyenas, a fair bit larger than their untamed counterparts in the wilds due to being bred for size, light leather armour and harnesses strapped onto the cackling and yipping beasts as they sprinted towards the incoming guests. Slightly taken back by the rather energetic greeting, Suel and his mate stood back as the riders dashed over, doing a few laps around the two before coming to a stop in front of them, a fox with a bow strapped to his back hopping off of his hyena and shaking the druid's hand, 
"Welcome to our camp, we've been waiting for you!" 
"Yes, we apologise for the slight delay, navigating here wasn't as easy as we were planning. This place is a bit… different from what I remembered…" 
The Vulpera scoffed and crossed his arms, glancing off towards the distance and spitting into the sand as he shook his head, 
"You can blame those damned snakes for that. Wherever they go, sand comes with them, sooner or later. Some sort of magic from what I hear, but I couldn't tell you much about all that, except that it makes trying to hunt a real pain in the rear."
Getting impatient at having to wait by his master's side, the man's feral mount stepped forwards and shoved his wet nose against the male Wolvar's side, taking a sniff of the chuckling druid as his tail rose slightly, stopping and returning to his rider as soon as the Vulpera grabbed his reigns and gave them a tug, 
"Sorry about that, the hyenas tend to get a bit excited whenever we've got guests over."
Jerv giggled and walked over to give the big feral a pet, scratching his chin as he returned the favour with a sloppy lick on her muzzle, 
"Don't worry, I've got a few similar boys back home."
With the introductions over, the Vulpera hopped back up onto his mount, motioning for Suel to join him as the other rider let the huntress climb on, ferrying the two guests the rest of the way to their camp. 

Amidst the buzz of the crowd, watching the short foxes putting together fire pits for pots and pans while others rolled out small barrels of mead and stronger drinks around the large bonfire, the Wolvar quickly figured out that the camp was setting up for a grand celebration for their arrival, as well as the hopeful end of the hostilities in the valley. Though the adventurers had come to solve an important issue, neither of them could say no to their hosts' generous hospitality, especially since the sun was already on it way down from the skies and they wouldn't be able to make the trip to the other group's camp in the dark. Stuck at the Vulpera camp for the night, the druid and his mate sat down on a primitive bench fashioned from a log, setting their rucksacks down and enjoying the break as they watched the foxes prepping for the celebrations, a few cuts of meat on skewers brought out shortly after the fire pits were ignited. In the last rays of dusk, the large bonfire was lit up as well, going up in a glorious inferno in mere seconds, burning brightly and making the sky glow an amber hue as the Vulpera cheered, guitars and drums setting the tone as it was finally time to pass the drinks around. Almost as soon as the barrels of alcohol had been tapped into, and the foxes had had the chance to guzzle down a few mugs, the mood of the party started changing drastically, with the hugging and dancing slowly morphing into couples and even groups making out in front of the bonfire, some getting even friskier and cupping a feel, more than a few shirts and pairs of pants getting tossed onto the ground. The guests weren't safe from the lusty turn that the celebrations were taking, with a pair of Vulpera males playfully dragging Jerv up from her seat and out onto the dance floor, though the duo were more interested in bumping and grinding against the Wolvar than dancing with her, their erections poking at her thighs as she giggled. Chuckling at his mate's predicament, Suel quickly noticed that he'd caught some eyes as well, spotting a female fox staring seductively at him from a bench opposite his, surprising him by very casually dipping her hand down into her pants, her moans getting lost in the roar of the crowd, though the druid didn't need to hear the woman to recognise the look of pleasure on her face. 

With the celebrations getting more and more rowdy by the minute, most of the Vulpera having ditched their clothes entirely by the second hour as they danced and snuggled in front of the bonfire, the two Wolvar were pulled into the action as well, deciding that they'd partake in the fun in their fullest. After all, wouldn't refusing to follow the fox's cultural norms be downright rude to their gracious hosts, though neither guest needed much of an excuse to join in on the debauchery. Stripping down to his birthday suit, Suel watched as his mate was getting increasingly frisky with the two men who were dancing with her, their shafts grinding against her thighs as she pulled her pants down, letting the pair rub their tips on her slit. The druid's attention was quickly caught by something else entirely however, as he spotted a few of the Vulpera sneaking off away from the bonfire and over to the pens holding their feral mounts, opening up the gates to let the handful of hyenas freely roam around the camp. The pack of ferals had already caught the scent of lust in the wind with their powerful noses, showing outward signs of arousal, licking their chops as they trotted into the crowds, licking and nosing anyone who happened to have caught their attention. Before long, one of the animals had made the its way over to Suel, immediately planting its muzzle into his crotch as the hyena's tail wagged in excitement, getting a slightly startled chuckle from the man as he pet the eager beast's head, 
"Whoa there, big guy~!" 
Circling the druid to get a good sniff of his rear as well, the hyena gave him a glimpse of its rear end, letting Suel get a good look at the delightfully plump spade hiding in the thick fur just below her tail, 
"Or… big girl, I suppose…" 
Having her arms wrapped around the backs of the two Vulpera grinding on her from both sides, Jerv glanced over at her mate to see the Wolvar blushing slightly as the curious hyena sniffed at his tailhole, giving his asshole a few tickling licks as the huntress giggled, 
"You're a real Casanova, you know that? Getting a cute girl that interested within a minute of meeting her, no wonder I couldn't resist you~" 

Unable to resist the temptation, Suel squatted down next to the hyena, stroking her side with one hand as he gently reached under her tail with the other, giving a quiet moan as she immediately backed up against his fingers as soon as they glanced on her soft lips, letting him feel just how wet she was already as she panted. Shuddering as he pushed two digits into the feral's warm embrace, the druid's shaft slid out of his sheath, growing to full size one throb at a time, the knot already starting to show as he quickly glanced over his shoulder, seeing that many of the Vulpera were getting naughty with the other hyenas as well, watching the woman that had sat across from him getting eaten out by one of the mounts as she laid squeaking and writhing on a bench. Encouraged to go ahead, the Wolvar gave his feral admirer's mound a few slow and gentle strokes with his fingers as she licked at the drizzle of precum spilling from his tip, both of their tails wagging as he pulled his hand out from between her back legs, taking a deep sniff of the soaking wet digits and letting her scent burrow into his head. Peeking down with a blush, the man watched the talented hyena wrapping her tongue around his shaft just as he did the same with his fingers, licking off her juices with a half-muffled moan as he dropped down to his knees. Recognising the male's willingness to ease her lust, the beast spun around so that her rear was facing Suel, her tail lifted up over her back and her swollen spade staring him right in the face as the hyena bowed over slightly, trying to entice him to take a bareback ride on the Vulpera steed, something that he was more than happy to try. Grabbing the leather harness strapped around the needy girl's shoulders, Suel pushed his tip between her puffy lips, hissing in pleasure as he felt the scorching heat of her insides, unmatched by even the desert sun. With the ruckus of the crowd around him, as well as the many pairs of eyes watching him, disappearing as his entire mind was taken up by the incredible feel of the hyena's pussy, the druid's cock sunk inside of her, pulling her back by the harness while simultaneously pushing his hips forwards, groaning in pleasure while she yipped and barked happily, always excited to be stuffed by a new male, whether feral or not. 

Jerv didn't have much time to focus on her travelling companion, as the pair of handsy foxes grinding on her were quick to steal her attention, her eyes lighting up and a sharp squeal escaping her maw before it slowly mellowed down into a drawn out moan as one of the men slipped a finger into her slit, the other massaging her clit with his knot as he thrusted against her in a fit of slightly drunken desire. Already feeling her knees starting to buckle as she bit her lip, the Wolvar staggered back and leaned up against a long table set out for the celebrations, accidentally knocking over a few half-filled mugs of mead as she sat on the edge and pulled her clothes completely off in a hurry, though the owners of the now-spilled drinks were all too busy in very similar situations to care about it. Tossing her shirt to the side, Jerv spread out her legs and pulled one of the men on top of her, leaning back until she was halfway lying on the table as the Vulpera lined his shaft with her cunt, having to also pull himself up and scramble on top of the taller huntress as he huffed and puffed, a slight red tint on his face from the combination of the very willing outsider and the drinks he'd had. Unwilling to wait around for his friend to finish up before taking his turn with the woman, the other fox hopped nimbly up onto the table, getting on his knees beside Jerv and presenting his cock to the Wolvar, kneading and squeezing her tits as she grabbed the length in her hands, opening her muzzle for him. At almost the same time, the hunter took both of the Vulpera inside of her, with one man bucking into her mound while drooling on his belly, and the other pushing into her open maw while gently rubbing at her hardening nipples. Watched by dozens of the jolly partygoers, with many of them taking the opportunity to let off a load into their own hands, Jerv did her best impression of the meat hanging over the fire pits as she was spitroasted, drilled from both ends as she moaned against the girth gliding along her tongue. 

Only a handful of steps away from his double teamed mate, Suel slammed hard into the feral hyena, only for her to buck her flank back against his crotch twice as hard, both struggling to try to get him as deep as he could go, her juices quickly soaked up by the sand underneath the pair as the man grunted. Used to the slightly more tame animals back home, the druid wasn't quite expecting the amount of wild intensity that the hyena had, one of her thrusts backwards catching him off guard and knocking him flat on his back, landing with a thud and a wet pop as his cock slipped out from the feral's spade. She had no intention of waiting around for him to get up however, jumping on top of him and pinning the Wolvar down without skipping a beat, squatting over his crotch and sitting down on his dick as soon as she felt his tip at her entrance. With the mount having suddenly changed roles into the rider, Suel simply clung to her neck and enjoyed the wild ride, moaning as she licked at his neck and face in a passionate frenzy, gasping whenever her slippery pussy lips kissed his knot, 
"G… good girl!" 
At the same time, perched on top of the creaking and shaking table, Jerv did her best to focus on pleasuring the fox in her muzzle, as she was still being ploughed, the other Vulpera in her cunt making her whimper in pleasure as he got closer to being knotted, her tongue circling and swabbing the throbbing cock pushing deeper towards her throat. Suddenly, her mouth was almost overflowing with cum, her cheeks puffing out like a gerbil as she strained not to cough as the man kneeling next to him kept fucking her face, her efforts to swallow the load only made even harder as the other canine tied her slit just moments after, making her squirm in bliss as she was stuffed full in both holes. Suel was similarly close, only needing one last push over the finish line, something that his feral partner was equally eager to receive. The hyena slammed her rear down onto his cock, stretching out her spade as his knot slotted into her pussy, instantly making him cum as his howl mixed with the lascivious moans all around him. It was obvious that the druid wasn't the first to plant his knot into the wild girl's cookie, but it didn't make it any less pleasurable for either one of them as he pumped the yapping beast full of his seed, her tight muscles clenching around his tied shaft as she squirmed around on top of him, every shot of cum followed by a squeeze to wring out every single drop from his sack. 

The rest of the adventurers' evening went by in a blur of wild debauchery, the chill of the desert night kept at bay with a combination of the roaring bonfire, generous helpings of wine and mead, and the warmth from cuddling others both feral and not. By dawn, Suel opened his eyes just a crack, quickly closing them with a hungover groan as he rubbed his face, carefully looking around to find himself lying in one of the many tents. Next to him was a Vulpera couple who had seemingly lended the druid a place to stay for the night, though the offer might've been given in exchange for some favours based on the fresh stains smeared all across Suel's flank and thighs, but he couldn't remember a single thing that had happened after midnight. Stumbling up to his feet as silently as he could, not wanting to wake up the couple in the tent, the druid poked his head outside, seeing that most of the camp's residents had likewise retreated into their beds for the night, though a handful hadn't quite made it to their sleeping cots in time before passing out, a few piles of short foxes cuddled up underneath the tables and on the benches, enjoying the warmth of the still-smouldering remains of the bonfire. Jerv was among those who hadn't made it to a tent before her legs gave out from under her, but the huntress had found a rather good place to sleep for the night, splayed out on the ground in the hyena pen, most of the pack huddled around her in one big lump of fur and slobber. Spotting her mate buried underneath a herd of ferals, Suel smirked while looking for his clothes, picking up and dusting off his robes before heading into the pen, giving the snoring Wolvar's foot a poke to wake her up from her cozy slumber, 
"Hey, sleepyhead, time to wake up~! We still need to make it to the other campsite today."
Similarly groggy after a wild night of just a few too many drinks, Jerv shielded her eyes from the bright sun as she gently nudged one hyena after the other off of her, barely getting up to her feet before the pack of ferals all cuddled up once more, one of the males giving her a goodbye lick on her flank as she was pulled up by the druid,
"What… happened last night?" 
Suel chuckled as he handed the hunter her clothing, watching her picking off tufts of hyena fur from her crotch and maw, a few drops of a combination of cum from ferals and Vulpera alike dripping down her thighs, 
"I don't really remember the specifics, but I think I've got a pretty good guess. Let's hope the other group is just as happy to see us, and maybe we'll have this whole thing wrapped up by tomorrow."

After shaking off the sand from their fur and clothes, and enjoying a quick morning tea brewed from some of the herbs that Suel had brought along to ease their hangovers, the two Wolvar headed out of the Vulpera camp just as most of the foxes were starting to wake up. The duo were lent a pair of hyenas to make the journey through the desert slightly easier, with Suel getting to ride atop the same female he'd been ridden by the night before, much to Jerv's amusement. Thanking the foxes for the assistance, as well as the celebrations, the pair left, heading for a small mountain range on the other side of the desert valley. Though the saddles on the hyenas weren't quite designed for people as big as the Wolvar, the adventurers were still happy with how much faster their journey was coming along with their help, making it most of the way to the mountains before the sun had even reached its apex. They didn't however want to go all the way to the second camp while riding the Vulpera's mounts, afraid that they might be mistaken for the foxes from afar, hopping off of the hyenas and sending the ferals back to their owners right around the edge of the contested territory, making the rest of the trip on foot. For an hour, Jerv could almost feel eyes staring at the back of her neck from behind the dunes and the small sandstorms kicked up by heavy gusts, staying on edge as the mountains loomed over the pair. Spotting a cave in the distance, some basic lanterns and torches on poles marking the entrance, the duo proceeded carefully, finding it difficult to see anything within the shadowy cave while standing in the bright sunshine. Suel stood near the entrance, holding up his hands as he peered into the dark, clearing his throat with a slight itch of nervousness on his voice, 
"Hello, anyone there? We were asked to come and mediate an end to a conflict between you and the Vulpera, I d-" 
Before he could finish, a dozen serpentine humanoids dashed out from the cave, sprinting towards the Wolvar, hissing as their tongues flicked out from their mouths, sharp fangs dripping with caustic toxins as they rushed ahead, weapons in hand. Suel and his mate were quickly surrounded by the Sethrak, the snakes keeping their distance while eyeing up the intruders, their tails swirling hypnotically through the air as the druid pressed his back to Jerv's, 
"W… we don't mean any harm! We are unarmed, we were invited here by you!" 
After a few tense seconds, one final Sethrak stepped out from the darkness of the cave, a priestess in only a loincloth, dark blue paint circling her belly and bare chest, glimmers of magic fizzing in the air all around her as she approached, 
"My people don't trust you, not yet at least. Before we may put our faith on you, to believe that you'll conduct these peace talks without any favouritism, you must first put your faith on us." 
Gulping as he watched his own reflection on the blade held by a nearby hissing snake, the druid nodded, 
"Of… of course, whatever you require from us. We're not here to support one side or the other, we just want the warring to end."
The priestess nodded, 
"Good, then follow me."

Walking behind the apparent leader of the serpents, Suel and Jerv were both on edge even after the weapons had been put down, flanked on all sides by the tall yet agile warriors, suspicious eyes watching their every move as forked tongues continuously flickered in the air. The inside of the cave was decorated with several totems and glyphs carved into the walls, paintings and shapes drawn onto nearly every surface. The air was unusually humid, a few small pools of water drawn up through the cracks of the stone, helping keep the environment suitably moist for its scaled residents while also keeping them warm all throughout the cold nights. The Wolvar were led to a pair of wooden poles driven into the rock near the middle of the camp, a crowd gathering around them as the priestess motioned towards the poles, flanked by more snakes with lengths of rope in their hands, causing Jerv to raise an eyebrow, 
"You… want us to be tied up to those poles?" 
"We will not hurt you."
The woman could see the uncertainty on the adventurers' faces, her intense gaze burrowing into the hunter's eyes as she continued, 
"You ask us to trust you with the future of our community. The only way we may do that, is if you first show us trust."
Sighing, Suel acquiesced and stepped up to one of the poles, glancing at the carvings on it for a moment before turning around, interlocking his fingers behind his back as he nodded at his mate, 
"Well, we've come this far already…" 
Jerv followed the druid's lead, getting into position on the other spot as the snakes stepped behind them, tying their wrists together behind their backs, and binding their ankles onto the poles, making sure they couldn't move more than an inch as the priestess smiled,
"Good, we may begin!" 
At her instruction, the Sethrak warriors that had tied up the Wolvar stepped in front of them, carefully undressing the negotiators as the pair shared an uneasy glance with one another, going nude for the second time that trip, though this time the mood was much less celebratory than at the Vulpera's camp. 

Just as the Wolvar were questioning what exactly would happen to them, tied down and stripped bare, the priestess stepped in front of Jerv, eyeing up the hunter's form while laying her hands on the woman's chest. Jerv flinched lightly as the slender yet gentle fingers squeezed her breasts, holding her breath to stifle a moan as the reptile began chanting something while massaging her, starting at her chest and moving downwards, the priestess' fingertips moving in wide circles as they kneaded her body all the way down to her thighs. Suel couldn't help but to blush lightly as his tip began showing from his sheath as he watched his mate being tended to, his erection only growing larger as one of the Sethrak warriors moved in to give him a similar treatment, massaging his front and slowly kneeling down before him. Soon, both of the serpents were on their knees in front of the Wolvar, causing the tied up duo to squirm and moan as their forked tongues flicked at the man's knotted shaft and the huntress' slit, every gasp echoing across the cave. The priestess pried Jerv's mound open with her thumbs, using her forked tongue to poke and prod at the wet opening for a moment, before sliding it deep inside, getting a yelp from the bound adventurer as Jerv locked her knees together, wriggling around on the pole as she was eaten out, the snake's agile and long tongue providing a very different experience from the usual lapping she'd gotten used to. 

At the same time, Suel watched with some nervousness as the male opened up wide, the Sethrak's sharp fangs glinting in the light of the torches for just a moment before the warrior's maw enveloped his entire shaft, easily taking him all the way down to the knot. He instinctively tried bucking against the snake's muzzle, only managing to thrust less than an inch before the ropes pulled him back as he groaned, his mouth hanging open in pleasure. The warrior was very careful with his fangs, letting them rest and rub against the sides of the druid's length to provide a pleasing massage, keeping the sharp ends far away as he coiled his tongue around the end of the leaking girth, helping the man along by kneading at the base of Suel's knot with his fingers while he sucked the Wolvar off. Glancing down at his feet, Suel could see the serpent's loincloth pushed up by something, panting as he watched a pair of tapering cocks peeking out from underneath the fabric, both tips slowly dripping onto the stone floor. Panting like a feral hound, Jerv tugged at her bindings as the priestess' muzzle burrowed deeper between her thighs, her legs squeezing the snake's head as she came, her explosive shouts ringing across the cave as her juices ran down the Sethrak's chin. At the same time, Suel felt the warrior's tongue wrapping around his knot, the male's throat clenching around his tip, pushing him just far enough that he couldn't stop himself, his snout scrunching up as he groaned heavily, firing off a load into the snake's belly, shivering as the reptile's throat muscles worked him over as the man drunk his cum. The priestess stood up, wiping her wet lips on the back of her hand as she motioned towards the drained Wolvar, letting the huntress' honey stain her chest as she smiled, 
"You've proven your faith in us, and we shall do the same. We will meet with the Vulpera, in good faith."
Out of breath and struggling to stay up as he was cut down, the gasping Suel could only give a satisfied nod in reply. 

After a few minutes of letting the Wolvar catch their breaths, the Sethrak invited their guests to join them for dinner, turning out to be much more amicable now that the adventurers had proven themselves to be trustworthy. The snakes likewise showed themselves to be just about as casual about lewdness as the Vulpera, several of the warriors taking out their pent up desires on one another in full view of Suel and Jerv after having watched the lusty ritual, the nonchalant fondling and feeling up continuing all throughout the meal as well. The Wolvar couldn't stay at the cave to see what other entertainment the reptiles might've cooked up for them after the dinner however, as they now had the important task of setting up for the two tribes to meet the next day, departing the Sethrak camp shortly after enjoying the cooking. Retracing their steps, they chose a hill right in the middle of neutral land to act as the meeting spot, spending the remaining half of their day on preparing it with the help of some materials brought to them by both sides, erecting both groups' flags and setting up some tables and tents, retreating to their cots exhausted by night. At dawn the next day, the Wolvar were awoken by the rumbling of the approaching sides, coming out of their tent to see the Vulpera and the Sethrak engaged in an intense stare-off, a few insults hurled in both directions as tempers threatened to flare. Suel did his best to calm everyone down, but found that his words had very little success on either side, the hatred for one another having grown too vast over the years of war. Pulling her mate aside, Jerv whispered to the druid as they both watched the crowds nervously, scared that a single spark could ignite the powder barrel, 
"It's not working!" 
"I… I know, they're not listening to me!" 
"Not surprising, they could never see eye to eye on anything…" 
Suddenly, Suel's eyes lit up in excitement, 
"That's it! We just need to show them that they've got more in common than they think, even a single shared passion might be enough to crack the ice! And… well… we already know what they're both passionate about~" 
"Oh… you mean… OH…" 

Giving a sharp whistle to stop the shouting match between the foxes and the snakes, Suel proposed that both groups should try to relax and get to know one another first before any of the actual negotiations began, only properly catching everyone's attention as he began undressing himself with a sly grin, finally managing to get the entire camp to quiet down as nearly a hundred sets of eyes watched him casually stroking his sheath, 
"You've both shown me and Jerv your special brand of hospitality, now I think it's time that you show some of that to one another~" 
Taken aback by the Wolvar's suggestion, the two groups slowly turned their heads from him to one another, staring quietly. Suel could see that they were considering it, but needed one last push to help them along, stepping between the tribes and grabbing an eager looking male from each. He dragged the two warriors over to a table, making sure everyone could see as he reached into the canine's pants with one hand and under the snake's loincloth with the other, jerking them both and feeling them getting hard against his palms as he sat up on the table, finally laying down on his back, his legs spread and his maw hanging open. Almost instantaneously, both men jumped on him, with the reptile taking his rear and the Vulpera taking his muzzle, a knotted shaft poking at his lips while the two tips smeared precum across his ass cheeks, both warriors thrusting inside of him at once. Having correctly predicted what it would take to ease the tension, Suel's bridging of the gap caused the entire camp to descend into one big orgy, all of the frustration and anger almost instantly converted to lust, with both tribes eager to take it out on the other. With his mouth full of fox cock  and his tailhole pounded by the slippery shaft of a Sethrak while the other frotted against his own girth, the druid listened with a smile as the air around him exploded into moans and grunts. 

Impressed at just how quick both sides of the conflict were to respond, Jerv watched as Vulpera, Sethrak, and hyena all jumped on one another, reaching for any holes almost indiscriminately, groups of the previously hostile tribes writhing around on the ground, tearing off each other's clothes, with her mate in the middle of it all. It didn't take long for the huntress to be swept up by the wave of unleashed bestial passion as well, huffing as she tossed off her clothes and grabbed onto the nearest ball of fur running past her, which happened to be Suel's feral mistress. The hyena tackled her onto the ground, causing the pair to roll around for a second before she managed to get her bearings again, groping the feral's rear as she looked up to see several men crowding all around her, drops of pre raining down on her and the hyena as they stroked themselves. Without missing a beat, Jerv positioned herself behind the animal, pressing her own slit against the hyena's damp spade and humping the mount, grinding their mound together as she reached up to grab whatever cock happened to be waving nearest to her face, a spray of cum already splattering against her chest as she moaned. Massaging her cunt on the feral's the entire time, the Wolvar finished off one man after the other, using both her hands and her maw to pleasure whatever shaft was put in front of them, both of the ladies getting progressively more messy as warriors both canine and reptile all around them jerked off, aiming at their faces, their pussies, their plump flanks, their maws, or whatever else small patch of fur that hadn't yet been drenched in cum. 

Staying still as the fox gripped his throat and pounded at his muzzle, Suel hung onto the Vulpera's hips as he received a mouthful of thick cream straight into his belly, his lips puckered against the man's knot as he tried to keep it all inside of him, occasionally letting a few drops spill as the Sethrak was still thrusting into him from the other end, causing the entire table to shake and quake. Halfway through the canine's orgasm, the druid received another donation of seed from the snake, feeling his tailhole getting stuffed to the brim as the reptile's other shaft gave his crotch and belly a glazing of cum as well. The two very satisfied men eventually pulled out of Suel, letting him catch his breath and sit up, seeing his mate surrounded by a growing group of horny males, both four- and two-legged ones. Staggering over, cum still smeared across his lips as more leaked from his pucker, the druid sat down next to Jerv, grinning at her as she flinched from another snake's girth bursting like a volcano in her hand, spraying her down as she humped the hyena in front of her. Taking only a moment to wipe a wad of cum from her face, the huntress grabbed Suel and pulled him on top of her, guiding his cock into her slit in a frenzy as she panted, barely getting him inside of her before everyone around the pair descended down on them. The crazed crowd took whatever holes, crannies, or hands that they could find, a feral hyena taking Suel's sloppy seconds as a fox rutted at Jerv's muzzle, almost a dozen people and animals humping the two Wolvar while the duo fucked each other. Thrusting hard and deep, aided by the beast bucking at him from behind and shoving him even deeper, Suel bred the gasping and whimpering Jerv, knotting her on the sand as the pair both shivered, receiving a knot in his own rear from the hyena only seconds later, the throbs of the feral girth travelling all the way through him. 

For hours and hours, the orgy continued until most of the participants simply couldn't stay on their feet any longer, the ground left littered with writhing bodies as if it had been the site of a great battle, though the moans still echoing into the night sky certainly weren't those of pain. Suel was still laying next to his companion, unsure of exactly how many people or animals he'd serviced during the course of the day, the entire evening having gone by in a blur of manhoods and wet slits, his fur still damp from the several loads and squirts that he'd received both on and in him. He glanced to his side to see Jerv just barely still awake, gasping as she stared up at the darkening skies, her legs spread out and cum gushing from her pussy with every breath, a hyena tucked under one arm and the druid under the other. She chuckled, looking at the groups of passed out people everywhere, 
"I guess we're gonna have to delay the negotiations until tomorrow."
"Seems like it. But at least everyone can now sit down in front of the same table without trying to stab each other. Or, well…" 
Suel grimaced slightly as he lifted up a leg, sticking a finger between his ass cheeks and biting his lip as he rubbed his sore tailhole, slightly tender after taking so many knots in a row, 
"Maybe not literally sit down, at least not for a couple of days…"
Jerv giggled, giving him a kiss on the cheek before laying her head down next to his, enjoying the sight of the starry night sky.