Chronicles of Lazdormu(IC closed for Sinister Spiders)

Lady Jaina Proudmoore

Jaina bit her lip as she felt Arthas' hands gliding lower and lower down her back. He gently tried to push further down but was met by the resistance of her top. Even though he continued the massage, there was a clear request in the way that his hands hovered around the bunched up fabric.

Jaina knew that she could just push the fabric down, but that would mean that Arthas would be closer to her behind and her upper thighs; zones that were becoming more and more erogenous. Instead of releasing the bodice of her dres completly she turned onto her side and reached out. She placed a hand on Arthas' cheek and dres him down towards her, despite the closeness of his glowing hands. Once more she claimed his lips and raised her body so that they were pressed against each other, her breasts precariously covered by her gaping top.

She was enjoying the massage and would be more than happy to receive more, but in that moment she wanted to be closer, wanted to feel him pressed up against her. It was still so new to her that she wanted to explore it further.
 
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Prince Arthas Menethil

Arthas hummed in appreciation at the initiation of another passionate kiss. As their tongues danced within each other's mouth he slid his hand down her back and up her sides, the thin material threatened to fall with each trip.

Arthas didn't want to alarm her but he also wanted to explore her body so he slowly transversed from her mouth, down her jawline and down her neck, her head instinctively tilted backward to give him better access which encouraged him to continue. He planted a mix of feathery kisses and light nibbles along the base of her neck and down toward her cleavage. He continued further south paying attention to each of her reactions, only stopping if she wanted him to.
 
Lady Jaina Proudmoore

Jaina felt as if a series of small wildfires burnt down her exposed skin as Arthas trailed his lips down her face, neck and over her shoulders. The way his hands ran up and down her sides, ever so slightly pulling her dress down, was making her breathless. All she could do was kiss his bound hair and hold the back of his head gently as he kept her captive in his embrace.

As Arthas continued she found she had no will to stop him, unable to do anything other than enjoy their interaction. So, as she allowed him to explore her body she decided to explore his. Her hands run down the thick, rich fabric of his shirt and could feel the contours of his muscular back. She moved up his sides and then to his collar. Her fingers lingered on the hot skin that was exposed where his buttons had been undone. He was so smooth beneath her fingers and she wanted to exlpore further, though she wasn't quite brave enough. Instead, her fingers hovered over the edge of her shirt as she enjoyed his minstrations.
 
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Prince Arthas Menethil

Arthas caught onto Jaina's desire as she toyed with his clothing. Step pulled back slightly and started to unbutton the shirt, in the excitement he found it difficult to find the coordination to unfasten his buttons in a timely matter. He growled with fustration before ripping his shirt off popping each button on the way down. He tossed the shirt to the side and looked back at Jaina, she seemed amused by his latest trick.

He rushed her with another lust filled kiss, this time he hurried his way down her neck and straight down the curves of her breasts with his renewed vigour the front half of Jaina's dress fell away without any further resistance. He took a brief moment to admire the wondrous sight before him. Two perfect mounds of succulent flesh ready and waiting for his touch. Wasting no time Arthas kissed his way down her left breast and latched onto her already erect nipple, he placed his left hand warmly on her right breast and synchronised the movements of his mouth and fingers on the peaks of her nipples.
 
Lady Jaina Proudmoore

The amusement caused by the sight of Arthas ripping off his shirt was short lived. Before long he had his lips back on Jaina's skin and she was once again pulled into a whirlwind of desire.

"Arthas!" Jaina gasped, back arching, as Arthas took her nippled in his mouth. She had never imagined anything to feel so good, and as his hand expertly massaged her other breast she found it difficult to do anything by pant. She felt hot desire pooling in her womanhood, and she was throbbing and damp.

Jaina ran her hands up Arthas's smooth muscled back and groaned softly. It was such a primal and natural action and it made her anticipate his next actions further. For her own part though, she was able to spare enough sense to run her hands all over his back and chest, eager to explore him as thoroughly as possible with the distraction of his lips.
 
Prince Arthas Menethil

Arthas could barely contain his own desires, as he hungrily feasted on her love buds. A fleeting memory from their childhood crept into his mind about her distaste for thing uneven so he made sure that each nipple got its due attention. His whole entire body was thrumming with excitement he nearly ripped her remaining clothing off to take his prize. But Jaina was no ordinary girl so he reined in his lust for the moment to actually enjoy what mattered.

When he was satisfied that her breast had received the the required attention he guided her back on the bed; face down. When she was in position he started from the opposite end and began massaging her feet. Ever so slightly he moved his way back up.
 
Lady Jaina Proudmoore

Jaina let out a sigh of disappointment when Arthas pulled away from her breasts, but she allowed him to guide her onto her stomach as he resumed his massage once more. Part of her was desperate for him, wanting things to move much faster than they were. However, she had a feeling that this was his way of showing his affection and intentions. He was taking the time to lavish her with attention and pleasure, clearly not wanting to rush what he thought was a good thing.

So Jaina allowed herself to enjoy the massage of her lower body. She felt his hands slowly roaming higher and higher, pushing the rich fabric of her skirts up on the way. As his hands got closer and closer to her nether regions, she felt herself getting damp and desperate in a way that only he could satisfy. As his hands peaked at the top of the circle she couldn't help but moan, her hips pressing up against him instincitvely.
 
Prince Arthas Menethil

Even though Jaina was the one getting the massage Arthas found the whole experience to be quite calming as well. It felt like he was getting to know her far better, not just in a sexual way but far more intimate. The tension of her muscles told the story of her life and he felt privileged to experience it.

He desperately longed to go straight for her nether regions but judging by her body language and moans she was even more desperate. The power of denial was something taboo for him, usually he was happy to jump straight in and give it everything but in this exact moment he felt the complete opposite.

Arthas worked his palms along her inner thighs, he wasn't entirely sure if there was anything under her dress but she didn't seem to mind him continuing forward. With slow and careful deliberation he edge the clothing upward and was greeted with a most welcome sight. Her nether lips were completely uncovered and ready for the taking. He wasn't done yet though and so he worked his way closer and purposely made sure that not one part of his hand touched her slit; her legs instinctively spread wider but he worked his hands up and around her shapely backside instead bunching her dress around her waist.
 
Lady Jaina Proudmoore

Jaina's entire body writhed with longing and pleasure and her cheeks flushed. Arthas had pushed her skirt up so far that her lady parts were surely on display. Instead of feeling shame or apprehension, Jaina longed to feel Arthas' exploratory hands daring even further, touching parts of her that no one had touched before. Jaina, feeling whoozy from pleasure and relaxation, and looked over her shoulder at her oldest friend.

"Oh come on Arhtas, you're not scared are you?" She teased with cheeky grin, echoing his jibe from earlier.
 
Prince Arthas Menethil

Arthas chuckled deeply, he always admired her cheek and the grin on her face offered so much more. He continued the massage around her lower half for another couple of minutes. Even though he kept his fingers away from her most sensitive parts the light passing through his hands would send soothing sensations through her whole body.

When Arthas decided that he'd had even fun he allowed his middle finger to lightly pass up and down her slit gently. The tip of his finger became lightly coated in the sexual fluid that had already leak from her love flower. He uses index and fourth finger to to continue massaging the crease between her legs and pussy slowly parting her soft lips with only his middle finger.

Slowly but surely his middle finger finds it way toward her love button. Arthas had never really spent a lot of time on a womans anatomy. Usually he got what he wanted and moved on but his desire to explore every part of Jaina held him back. He paid extra special attention to her clit focusing a lot his light energy on that one part.
 
Lady Jaina Proudmoore

Jaina's amusement was soon overshadowed by gasp-inducing pleasure. Her body errupted in goosebumps as Arthas's fingers trailed up and down her slit, teasing, pleasuring. Her whimpers and gasps turned into a moan that escaped her lips when Arthas's finger pressed against that wonderful bump. Jaina had discovered her own sexual pleasure years ago, but never had anyone else ever touched it. It was an intoxicating sensation, and all she could do was try to control her breathing.

Arthas continued his firm and rhythmic massage of her nether regions the power of the light from his hands was radiating in warm and ecstatic waves that coursed through her body. It added to the building inferno of pleasure that was making her writhe under his hands, hips shifting this way and that, hoping to capture something more.

"Oh Arthas," Jaina moaned, breath catching in her throat as the flames of passion began to devour her. In a few moments she knew she would be lost. When she realised this her mind threw her back to the moment on the boat when Arthas transformed in front of her, naked. As she recalled the perfection of his manhood her world splintered around her, shards of ecstasy shooting forth from every part of her body.
 
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Prince Arthas Menethil

Arthas kept his movements even and controlled as Jaina's orgasm erupted. As she came down from her high he slowed his movements once again. He desperately wanted to delve deep further inside but he wanted to save that for the growing shaft held within his breeches. Already now the light cloth was tented directly in front of him nearly screaming out for attention.

Arthas leaned over her allowing his manhood to brush against her naked body. He then gently placed his hand on the side of her face tilted her lips toward his and gave her a passionate kiss.
 
Lady Jaina Proudmoore

Jaina's body was still thrumming with sensations when Arthas drew her lips into a passionate kiss. The clear intention of his kiss and the press of his manhood against her side baffled her satisfaction-addled mind. It took a couple of minutes of kisses and gently moans for her to rise out of her stupor. When she did she found that the desire returned, hotter and more insistent than before, and she shifted onto her side so that she and Arthas were facing each other.

Jaina was sure to continue their heated kiss, and she took great delight in pressing her naked breasts against his bare chest; her nipples tingling with tantalizing sensitivity as she did so. She ran her hands over his side and steeled herself as her hand traveled further down; she could feel the hardness between them against her lower stomach, but she wanted more of it.

Being formal pants, it took Jaina a few moments of frustration to unfasten them, but when she did Arthas's manhood sprung free. The velvety skin brushed against her hand as she pushed his pants down a little and she marveled at how it felt so hot and firm, yet smooth. Finally breaking their kiss, Jaina could restrain herself no longer. She looked down between them, and her eyes widened in wonder. Pressed against the bunched up fabric of her gown, he was deep red and thick, with wonderful veins and a tip that looked as though it needed attention. Her own nether regions were throbbing with insistent intensity that made her body tense, searching for something more, and she knew exactly what it was that she needed.

"Impressive," Jaina murmured, voice hitching in her throat, "even more so when hard."

Jaina wrapped her hand around it, assuming that Arthas wouldn't mind, and paid close attention to how it felt in her hand. It was the first time she'd touched that part of a man, and the feel of it in her hand made her entire body feel light. Although she'd heard crude jokes and bawdy stories, she didn't really have any idea how to pleasure a man, save for opening her legs. She knew that, once her light stroking and exploratory grasps wore out their welcome, Arthas would see that she was completely inexperienced.

"Tell me what you like. What you want." Jaina's voice was husky and sounded almost foreign to her own ears, but that didn't matter. By asking Arthas what he wanted she hoped that he would be able to guide her in his pleasure, and she would be all to willing to comply.
 
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Prince Arthas Menethil

It was such a surreal moment the two of them naked and together at last. He'd always envisioned the fantasy of her with his manhood firmly within her hands. Judging by her request and technique he was almost certain she'd never been with a man before and he didn't want to scare her off.

"Lets start slow and see how we go from there." Normally he was very pushy and insistent when he came to the other girls he'd been with but most of them had prior experience and so knew exactly what to do.

He encapsulated her smaller hand with his own and guided her along his shaft. He started at a slow pace and showed her just the way he liked it. He moved her fingers and palm over his tip every now and again which caused small amount of pre-cum to leak out. He so wanted her to lick it up but wasn't sure how to ask, the truth was even at this slow pace he was getting very close to the edge anyway.
 
Lady Jaina Proudmoore

Jaina was secretly thankful that Arthas seemed to understand her without her having to explain everything. As his warm hand wrapped around her own, pressing her skin firmly against his stiff rod, he begun to show her what to do. She could tell from the expressions on his face and his erratic breathing that he was enjoyed what they were doing.

The first time that Arthas guided her hand over the tip of his staff, Jaina was surprised. She looked down to see liquid coating the tip and was curious. She knew about the fact that men had seed, but she'd always imagined that it only came out when they were done. This new discovery enthralled her, and she eagerly allowed Arthas to guide her hand, hoping to help him make some more liquid, as well as the husky growls that made her stomach clench.

It wasn't long before Jaina felt as though she got the hang of it. It was simple really; grip and stroke. Arthas also seemed to enjoy varying the pressure. But, the longer she stroked him for, the firmer the base line grip became. The entire thing was making her nether regions more damp than they had ever been before, and she had begun to squirm again, still sensitive from her own release.

Now that she was able to relax into the rhythm that Arthas had set, she kissed him again. She pressed her exposed breasts against his chest as her lips claimed his. After a few moments she peppered kisses over his chest, jaw, neck and shoulders, teeth scraping gently every time he moaned or his hips bucked. They hadn't even begun coupling yet and Jaina was intoxicated by their interactions. In that moment she felt that she wanted more, she wanted everything, but the build up to a joining was excruciatingly mesmerising.
 
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Prince Arthas Menethil

As usual Jaina was a quick learner and Arthas was getting close. There was so much more he wanted to do with her but at this rate he'd be done in a matter of minutes. With a heavy sigh he gently pulled her hand away from his throbbing member and concentrated on their kiss. Using the leverage and elevated position he guided her back on the bed so she was lying on her back.

From this position he had the perfect angle to pleasure her again. With a smirk on his face he encouraged her legs apart and dived straight toward the treasure trove between her legs. He wouldn't be able to use the power of holy light to aid him this time but the break would give him a chance to recover from his near explosion. With teasing movements he lapped up and down her already soaking lips.
 
Lady Jaina Proudmoore

Jaina's eyes snapped open and she watched as Arthas gently pulled her hand away from his manhood. Her attention was caught up once more in a bold kiss and Jaina hoped that she hadn't done anything wrong.

Jaina didn't have long to think on her failings though, as Arthas soon repositioned her onto her back. Before she had a chance to ask if everything was okay she gasped as Arthas's lips fell between her legs. Her skin was overtaken by a hot flush as the tip of his tongue began to stroke and nudge that wonderful spot between her nether lips.

"Oh my," Jaina cried, hand flying down to tangle instincitively in Arthas' hair. Her hips bucked up towards his mouth as his tongue teased her and dared her to topple once more over the edge of desire.

Jaina had spent a lot of times around males, and she'd heard a lot of things. She vaguely knew of the ways that men and women could use their mouths to pleasure each other, but she also knew that it was something that was somewhat frowned upon in polite society. Some men used that sort of interaction as a punishment or debasement for women, but now Arthas was using his mouth on her parts and it felt nothing but pleasurable. For an instant Jaina wondered if Arthas would want her to return the favour, but then the idea was snatched from her mind as Arthas redoubled his efforts.
 
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Prince Arthas Menethil

Arthas was relentless, he danced in circles around the little love bud of pleasure at the top of her slit. Her over sensitivity made it very easy for him to push her over the edge again. He felt her iron grip tighten as she screamed her way through another thunderous orgasm.

When he was done Arthas licked his lips clean and wiped the excess fluids from his face. He sat up from the bed and stretched his muscles feeling very pleased with himself. Jaina was short of breath but Arthas hoped she wasn't done yet there was still more he wanted to do.

"Still up for more?" He challenged.
 
Lady Jaina Proudmoore

Jaina was still shaking from her overwhelming explosion. Every part of her body felt as though it had been taken to a higher plane of experience. When her breathing slowed she looked up at Arthas and saw his standard haughty grin return.

"I should ask you that question," Jaina said with a grin, eyes wandering down to the stiff rod that protuded proudly before him.
 
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Prince Arthas Menethil

With her eyes on his member all he could think about was either it being inside of her or having her lips around it. Normally he had no problem being so forward with what he wanted but this time he struggled to get the words out.

"I'm definitely up for more, if you know what I mean." He leaned forward and began kissing her again. He found it arousing to be sharing the very juices of her love flower between their mouths and from this position his stiff member was poised very close to her entrance.
 
Lady Jaina Proudmoore

Jaina allowed herself to be absorbed by Arthas's kiss. Her heart was pounding and the desire she felt for him was excruciating. Her nether regions were still throbbing insistently after her climax, and every now and again Arthas's hips would lower or hers would raise, and the impressive length of his manhood would press against her, hard and hot. Every time those parts collided Jaina whimpered gently, her body not yet ready for the pleasure that his was promising.

Jaina gently pulled away from Arthas's lips and begun to explore the curves and hollows of the corded muscles around his neck and shoulders. He had taken his time to explore every part of her and she wanted to return the favour. She wanted to truly know him, and she would follow his lead.

Jaina pushed Arthas onto his back gently and then climbed on top of him, partially surprised by her own daring. From there she resumed the kisses of his perfectly sculpted body, slowly but surely working her way further and further down. Initially her womanhood was hovering over his length as she straddled him, but as her kisses trailed over his chest and abdominals her womanhood pressed against his thighs and knees. The pressure was perfect; not too intense yet enough to stop the damnable throbbing.

Arthas's skin tasted supreme beneath her lips. His body was firm and toned, and she appreciated each crevice and ripple as she got to know his body in a way she never had before.

The determined exploration of Arthas stopped when her lips ventured to his lower stomach and hovered over his hip bones. As Jaina got closer, her cheek brushed against his manhood and she knew that she couldn't neglect kissing this part.

Jaina knew that women did this for me, she'd heard talk of it before, but never in such a passionate and positive light as Arthas had done for her. Perhaps it was one of those things that changed meaning depending on who did it; Arthas did it to her as a gift of pleasure, and if she returned that it would not be demeaning.

So, with eyes raised to meet Arthas', Jaina continued her kisses until she pressed one against the base of his rigid manhood. From such close proximity she could smell the distinctively male scent of him, and it made her moan, her lips vibrating against his skin. Slowly, deliberately, she let a trail of kisses up Arthas' length. All the while, her womanhood slid up his leg in the most tempting manner. When she reached the tip, Jaina tentatively kissed it.

"Is this okay?" She whispered. By this stage she was sure that Arthas knew of her inexperience, and she no longer cared that she would be needing his guidance.

As Jaina waited, her tongue darted out instinctively to dash away some of the seed that was coating his top. Experimentally, she kissed the tip as if it were his mouth, her tongue stroking lapping as the first part of him penetrated her lips.
 
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Prince Arthas Menethil

The slow movements of her mouth teased him incessantly. Even the light licks of her tongue send shivers of pleasure all the way through his body.

"This is more than okay." he responded.

Arthas grasped one of her hands gently and guided it to the base of his shaft. While she tentatively tasted his tip he urged her hand to work the length. She was learning very fast; as her hands increased in pace and pressure so too did her mouth.

Low growls of pleasure emanated from his chest and when he could take no more he reluctantly pulled her away from him.

"Sorry, I was getting very close and there's still more I want to share with you." He explained.
 
Lady Jaina Proudmoore

Everything in Arthas' response told Jaina that she was doing well. His manhood would erratically release some seed into her awaiting lips, and his moans and groans all made Jaina's stomach tighten. So it was that, when Arthas gently removed her from himself, she looked up, hoping that she hadn't hurt him.

Jaina's fears were quickly allayed when Arthas spoke and settles onto her side, her elbow resting against the bed and her cheek in her hand. She was thoroughly aware of the face that her dress was scrunched up messily around her waist; the skirt hitched up and hiding nothing, her breasts expores with the bodice around her stomach. She bit her lip as she awaited Arthas' next revelation. She thought she knew what it was that he wanted to share with her, and that thought made her womanhood flush with heat.
 
Prince Arthas Menethil

Arthas crawled on top of Jaina again and commenced a deep and longing kiss. He eased her legs apart and held his manhood tightly in one hand. Like writing with a quill he used the tip of his rod to slide up and down her moist slit. The juices from her earlier two climactic explosions coated the most sensitive part of his cock.

Arthas circled her clit a few times before moving downward again. With barely any effort he slipped the very tip of his manhood into her awaiting entrance. Upon receiving another healthy dose of her womanly juices then then ventured back up again to service her clit.

Arthas repeated the action over and over, each time slipping deeper and deeper. It took a great deal of self control not to take her fully in one stroke, he knew that in time her body would adjust to his member.
 
Lady Jaina Proudmoore

Jaina had never felt so connected to her body before. The way that Arthas gently rubbed the tip of his manhood up and down her slit made her long for more. Each time he pressed against her entrance she couldn't help but gasp. Her hips squirmed and and her arms roamed up and down his muscular back as she lost herself in his kiss.

After a few minutes of this, Arthas's member started to press against some resistance below. Unlike everything he'd shown her this night, this was slightly uncomfortable. A stretching, a stinging, a sign that once they went ahead with this they wouldn't be able to take it back. Despite the permanence of breaking through her virginal barrier, she could think of no one better to give her virginity to. He was her oldest and dearest friend, and now perhaps something a bit more.

"Please, I want you," Jaina murmured into the hollow of his clavicle.
 
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