A regular adventure... or is it? (open to 1 male)

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A regular adventure... or is it? (closed to Maka)

Introducing my character:
Name: Melethiel
Sex: female
Race: sun-elf
Age: 18
Appearance: long blonde hair, blue eyes, slim, busty

The daughter of a rich and powerful sun-elf lord. Her father has shielded her from the outside world since she was a kid, to protect her, and is therefor unfamiliar with the world outside of her own city. She would sometimes sneak outside of the city gates, to admire the nature around the city, but she would never go far.


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Melethiel slowly opened her eyes. Her sight was still rather blurry, but as it slowly cleared up, she remembered where she was. Her head was pounding a little, and when she tried to sit up she let out a weak moan. Her body was feeling sore. She looked around, but the big steel cage was still there.
Two days ago, Melethiel had sneaked out of the city gates, while no one was watching her. She had done that several times before, but this time was different: she was seen. Not by any ordinary person, but by a group of bandits. Of course, the bandits took their chance to kidnap the young beautiful elf.
And now she was here, Locked inside a 3x3 meters big steel cage. She had a bed to sleep on, but her left foot was chained to a pole by a big heavy shackle.
She didn’t know how to feel. She was scared of course, but the whole thing seemed too surreal to her to be true. She didn’t know whether the bandits knew who she really was. But it didn’t matter, there was nothing she could do about it anyways.
She let herself fall back onto the bed again and released a deep sigh. “I’m gonna be here for a while” she thought.
 
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Name: Kell

Race: Human

Age: 26

Appearance: Dark hair, lean but muscular



The commission came for Kell while he was at his favorite tavern, a quiet place where nobody bothered him. It had been half a year since his last dungeon-crawl, some tomb in the northern marches, and funds were running low. Otherwise, he might not even have allowed the messenger to disturb his brooding solitude, let alone state his master's office.

Innocent sun elf heiress. Liked to spend time amidst natural scenes. Captured by bandits. Impossible ransom demands. Distraught father. Blah blah blah. Kell simply listened, then took his sheathed sword and slung it over his shoulder, marching outside the dim tavern.

The sun elf messenger kept pace with him.

"Master swordsman... what should I tell my lord?"

Kell glanced down at him.

"Expect his daughter home for dinner, my bill clutched in her little hand, as safe and sound and virginal as she left."

He disappeared into the crowd, heading for the city gates.

Kell had great confidence in his abilities, but the very last part of his promise would prove to be far from prophetic, nor would this be the bandits' fault.
 
Melethiel looked around to the little huts and shacks around the cage, that the bandits apparently lived in. She could hear some of the bandits, since they were rather crude and noisy in whatever they did, but she didn't see them right now.
She suddenly heard a deep voice right behind her "So you're awake, elf." She quickly sat up straight and looked around at the direction of the voice, to see a large bearded man standing next to the cage. She'd seen him before. He was probably the leader, she had assumed. "What do you want from me??" she said The man laughed at her question. "Well, isn't it obvious, princess?" Crap, they know, she thought. "I don't know what you're talking about..." she mumbled denyingly. Of course he wouldn't believe her, but it was worth the try. He ignored her comment and said "Just hope your daddy can pay us what we want, otherwise we may have to make different use out of you..." while he stuck his hand through the bars of the cage and pinched the soft flesh of her arm. The bars were easily far enough apart to do that, even for a guy of his size. She already figured that the cage was probably originally used to hold something bigger than humans or elves. She quickly pulled away when he touched her, to which he responded with a suspicious chuckle, and started walking away from the cage again...
 
Kell knew the woods around Sunvale well. He had often worked this territory starting out, fighting off bandits and muckwyrms for farmers. Even an elf could not have matched the way he melted into the shadows under the trees.

There were any number of caves, pools, clearings and hidden places that the bandits could have used as a hide-out. Kell found the place of Melethiel's abduction without difficulty, studying the signs of struggle emotionlessly. Her abductors' tracks led away to the northwest. Magona's Bog, then.

The sun was setting as he arrived at the bog, a wasteland area of perhaps six acres. A plume of smoke gave him the bandits' location and without hesitating, he moved towards it.

The first sentry was half-concealed amongst the foliage of an old, twisted tree. Without even glancing upwards, Kell thrust his sword into the air and was rewarded by a groan and the shock of metal hitting flesh and then bone. Minutes later, he was standing in the shadows outside the camp, listening in on two guards' conversation.

"... hot little number, isn't she? They say elves are naturals when it comes to sucking cock..."

"And her breasts! Got something for her, I have. Got something she can take home to Daddy, limping all the way..."

Kell grinned coldly in the darkness, his sword whispering out of its sheath.
 
The sun was setting by now, and Melethiel was still stuck in her big metal cage. The more time passed, the more frightened she was actually starting to get, especially seeing how some of the bandits looked at her while passing by. Whenever they did she would instinctively try to cover up her cleavage with her arms, but her breasts were simply so big that that was actually difficult to do. Getting looked at like this wasn't totally new for her, but the fact that she happened to be wearing something so revealing when they caught didn't help...
She had taken her time to try view over the little shacks around her cage, it's not like she had much better to do. The camp set up by the bandits seemed large, mostly consisting of hastily built wooden huts, but the amount of actual bandits around seemed rather small. Probably no more than about 20 of them in total, if there were more, her sensitive elf ears should have heard it. She wished kept wishing she could find a way out of the cage, even though she knew she wouldn't get through the bog on her own...
 
Kell had taken his time, observing the patrol routes and watches of the bandits. There was still no indication which hut held the sun elf princess. They were a relatively well-organised group, possibly veterans of the Imaskel wars, but they'd gotten sloppy. The two on duty now were drunk. He listened.

"... got a good mind to go in there, give 'er a little something she won't get at home."

"But the Boss said-"

"Fuck the Boss! Why should he have the first go with her? I'm gonna give it to her, good and proper, you see if I don't."

The first guard strode off towards one of the huts, his fellow following him gesticulating in protest. Kell moved along like a shadow at their heels.

The transition from the relative light of the evening to the darkness of the hut was his moment to strike. He'd long ago abandoned superstitions like fair play. Two swift, relentless cuts with his blade and the two bandits died where they stood in the entrance. Kell pushed inside.

"Lady?" he whispered into the darkness. "Lady Melethiel?"
 
Melethiel, who had out of caution crawled into a shadowy corner when the two bandits came in, heard the voice whispering to her and could immediately tell it wasn't one of the bandits. At least not of the ones she had seen or heard before.

She cautiously stepped out of the shadow, into the dim light coming from outside. The guy standing outside of the cage was definitely not like the brutes that the bandit group consisted of. For a moment she looked down at the two bodies on the floor, which she had heard falling down, but quickly averted her eyes again, she wasn't used to such sights.

"Who are y- you? D- did you come for me?" She couldn't help but stutter, everything in this situation was just so strange to her...
 
The light shone on the captive, revealing a sight well worth appreciating. The elven maiden was slender, making her huge, rounded breasts seem all the larger on her tight body. Barely restrained by wispy green silk, they were incredibly buoyant and supple despite their mountainous size. Her large and innocent blue eyes welled with shock as she looked at the bodies and Kell, standing silently over them. She was huddled inside the cave, her pose exposing the svelte, rounded curves of her ass in the most tempting fashion imaginable.

Kell located the keys on a nearby table and set about releasing Melethiel from the cage.

"My name is Kell. Your father hired me."
 
"Oh thank god... I- i don't know what to say..." She slowly stepped out of the big metal cage onto the mossy floor, while carefully examining the tall, dark haired guy in front of her. Having met few other people than sun-elves in her life, only the view of dark hair fascinated her a bit. It was clear from her expression how thankful she was to get out of here.

Her sensitive elf ears could still hear dim footsteps, indicating that there were definitely still bandits around somewhere. "But... how will we get out of here? The bandits are still out there!"
 
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The expression on Melethiel's lovely face turned from gratitude to dismay. Kell was about to reply when a dark shadow blocked the entrance way. A huge, blackbearded man strode in, clutching a massive axe in one meaty fist. He glared at Kell.

"What's this? Someone trying to poach our sweet prize?"

Kell motioned for Melethiel to take shelter behind him.

"You've found a protector, have you? And he's killed Daelin and Nam. Well, maybe I'll make him watch as I fuck you up that tight ass of yours. Would you like that?"

Typical bully. He spoke too much. Kell's blade lashed out with quicksilver speed and scored a red line along the bandit chief's throat. He glared, almost as outraged by the interruption as the injury, and shouted for his men. But he'd learned wariness from the attack -stepping back while they arrived.

Kell took advantage of the breathing space to reach behind him and scoop up the sun elf in one arm. Every inch of her fresh, ripely nubile body was pressed against him in almost unbearable intimacy. He could smell her clean, woodland scent. He whispered into one sensitive ear:

"If things start going against me, slip out of here and make for the city. I'll hold them for as long as I can."
 
Without speaking Melethiel quickly nodded in response, while her pointy ears already picked up the sound of several footsteps running towards the hut they were in right now. Since Kell seemed to effortlessly take out the two bandits that entered the hut, she could tell he had great skill, but how much could he be able to handle? She felt so helpless, if any of those brutes would manage to catch her, a little elf like her couldn't possibly resist. They were still cornered, as the hut had only one entrance, and the bandit thief seemed confident that they would win this fight. There was nothing she could do for now, except pray that Kell's abilities wouldn't fail him...
 
The bandit chief began his onslaught with a lunging stroke at Kell's face. Kell barely seemed to move, just turned his head, but it sent the blow whistling pst and sent the chief off-balance for just a moment.

Kell took advantage of his foe's confusion to whip his foot up and on to the back of the bandit's thick neck, sending him crashing to the ground. Kell used the momentum from the kick to spring towards the entrance. Two bandits charged inside and Kell was among them. One of them lashed out and Kell weaved backwards. The bandit's stab instead impaled his comrade. He stared with a stupid confusion at the end of his sword, before Kell ended his life with another stroke of his blade.

The bandit chief was getting to his feet now, his eyes fixed on Kell with hatred. A low, animal growl reverberated through the tent. Kell met his stare impassively and raised his sword again. The huge man charged at him, his axe held out in front of him. Almost as though painting an image in the air, Kell whipped his sword three times, barely seeming to graze the bandit's barrel chest.

The chieftain looked down, regarding the three sword-strokes on his chest in confusion. Blood slowly began to well up out of them. He looked up at Kell, who was expressionless.

More bandits were running into the hut now, but they halted as they saw their leader. He crashed forward on to his face, like a massive oak falling in the forest. Kell looked at them, a cold smile on his face. They scattered and ran.

Kell stepped carelessly over his dead foe, his eyes intent on the girl. She still looked frightened, huddled as though trying to make her lucious body as small as possible. This was undoubtedly the first scene of violence she had ever witnessed.

"Come with me," Kell said surprisingly gently. "Can you walk? If not, I can carry you. We should get you cleaned up in the stream before I take you home."
 
Melethiel, who had been watching the fight in awe, mixed with a sense of fascination for Kell's skills with a sword, managed to slightly relax her body again now that the bandits were gone, though still feeling the urge to huddle up and hide herself. "It's- it's fine... I can walk." she stuttered in response. "Thank you so much..." she said, while she stepped over the enormous body of the bandit chief, trying not to look down at the bodies and focusing her eyes on Kell instead.
She slowly stepped out of the hut, cautiously watching and listening whether all bandits were in fact gone.
She looked down at her own body, her skin and her skimpy little clothes had all kinds of dirt stains on them. "I guess that would be a good idea..." she mumbled. She took a look around, unsurprisingly not recognizing the surrounding area. "I hope you know the way..."
 
In the light, Melethiel revealed herself as a truly mouthwatering sight. Luxuriant, soft golden hair cascaded down over bare shoulders. Huge, bouncing and pliant breasts were barely held in check by a scandalously revealing green blouse. Her movements flared the blouse up, revealing that underneath she was wearing only tiny pink panties, skin-tight around her heartshaped, sinfully tempting ass. White stockings were tied off with ribbons around her bare, slender legs.

Kell snapped his gaze away.

"Yes," he said, "There's a stream over there. But be careful, and stay near me. Some of our friends may have decided to stay around."

He led the way through the trees down to the stream.
 
Melethiel followed Kell through the trees, her big supple breasts making a little bounce with every step, a tempting thing to look at. Kell knew the way well, and they quickly arrived at a little stream of water, which was surprisingly clear, seeing as it was still inside the bog.
Melethiel walked towards the stream and felt the fresh water with her foot. Kell turned his back to her, to allow her to wash herself in the stream, without having to leave her presence, because who knows what could be out there. It was almost a pain not to look at Melethiel's amazing body, especially knowing that she would soon be completely naked only several meters away from him...
 
Resisting the temptation to admire Melethiel's nude body could have been considered an act of far greater heroism than Kell's previous slaying of some eight hardened bandits. He stood with his back turned and his arms folded, trying not to listen to the rustles as the silky clothing came away from Melethiel's body and she immersed herself in the cool, moonlit water.

Instead, he scanned the trees, alert for any kind of threat. There was still something that didn't sit quite right with him about this job. There was something he'd missed somewhere, he felt. This was no regular adventure.
 
While Melethiel was bathing her slender, curvy body in the cool water of the stream, she took a look at how Kell was standing a couple meters away, facing away from her. She had never gotten naked while a guy was so close to her, it had a strangely exciting feeling to it. Thoughts started flowing through her head, about grateful she should be that he saved her, and how she actually in a strange way felt attracted to him. She wasn't sure if she was thinking clearly, or that the surreal atmosphere in the moonlit bog was messing with her mind, but she eventually decided not to hold back. She slowly stepped out of the cool streaming water, as to not make a lot of sound. Now standing out in the open, completely naked, with her beautiful body all wet, she said "Hey Kell..." to get his attention...
 
Assuming Melethiel was still submerged into the water, Kell turned his head at the sound of her soft, silvery voice. He was dumbfounded at the sight before him.

It was a sight to make any man's throat go dry with desire. The sun elf maiden stood before him, the water streaming off her nude, moonlit body. In her provocative innocence, she had adopted a pose that showed off all of her gorgeous body, with her hands behind her back and her bare legs spread, her magnificent breasts thrust out above and her toned ass pertly poised behind. It was though she were offering herself to him... but she couldn't be, could she?

"What do you want?"

Kell's voice was husky. He strode forward, towering in front of her, forcing Melethiel to tilt her little face to look up at him.
 
Melethiel tilted her head a little to the right and looked at Kell with her big sparkly blue eyes. "I just think i didn't thank you enough for saving me yet..." She made a little step forward, upon which her huge supple breasts jiggled up and down a little. She was now standing so close to Kell that her big wet nipples would touch him if she got just a little bit closer. "I'm sure my father will pay you for this, but i feel like you deserve a little... extra..." she said in her sweet voice, right before she lifted herself onto her toes to get high enough, brought her face closer and kissed Kell on the lips. For a couple of seconds her soft warm moist lips were pressed against his, and her nipples gently pressed against his chest, until she pulled away again, and looked at him with an innocently seductive smile.
 
Sun elves were widely reported to be among the most incredibly fucks in the world. It was said that in the bedroom their reserve turned into eager, craving desire and imagination, that human cum was like sweet nectar to them, that they bent their supple bodies into one position after another, never satiated until they had been penetrated in all the most intimate ways they could imagine. Of course, only a ridiculously lucky handful of human men could ever have claimed to know for themselves. But now a virginal sun elf princess was offering herself to Kell.

He responded to her eager kiss just as his body responded to the press of her dusty rose nipples and her body, lithe and wet and quivering with arousal. When she stepped back, Kell took a moment to study her.

She was a fragile, slender waif, it was true, but she looked more than capable of handling a little rough and tumble -and judging by her shyly seductive little smile and the twinkle in her big blue eyes, she certainly desired such handling. It was time to test the first myth regarding sun elf maidens. Kell had heard that their pointed, sensitive ears were erogenous zones on a par with the clitoris.

He leaned in, his breath tickling her ear, and began to lick and nibble on it.

"And how do you think I should be rewarded, my lady?"
 
Melethiel immediatly let out a shivering moan, indicating that she was in fact enjoying it. She pushed her huge soft breasts forward again, so her big wet nipples gently pressed against Kell's chest and he could feel them slowly becoming harder.
She put both of her hands on Kell's back, after which the right hand quickly slid upwards and started running her fingers through his dark hair, while he treated her long pointy sensitive ears.
The other hand slid downwards, and was soon located near his crotch. She very gently rubbed her hand over the bulge in Kell's pants. She had never been really been this intimate with a guy before, so just the thought of what was inside of his pants was already enough to start getting her a little wet.
"We're gonna have some fun together, a lot of fun..." she whispered back in a suddenly determined voice.
 
A fierce growl started low in Kell's chest. He did not know if Melethiel knew what she was summoning up in her warrior saviour. The sun elf seemed so innocent, an element of playful curiosity even to the shamelessness of her advances. Regardless, she was soon about to find. Kell was as fierce and gifted in the bedroom as he was on the battlefield.

Melethiel's small hand was gently going over his crotch, where Kell's proud manhood was hardening. Her eyes lit up at the feel of the huge bulge, her fingers exploring its length. His own hands went down and laid themselves flat on her huge breasts. He flexed his fingers back and forth, slowly kneading and teasing the soft flesh, plucking at the nipple and massaging the breasts. He bent down and planted a series of fleeting kisses on them, increasing slightly in vigor each time.

"Fun..." he whispered in her ear. "I think every man that looks at you wants to have this kind of fun with you."
 
Melethiel let out an approving moan when Kell started kneading the soft supple warm flesh of her huge round breasts, her big hard nipples poking into the palms of his hands. Her little hand started rubbing the bulge in his pants a little firmer, which to her surprise was not even at full size yet. She could clearly feel it's long shape through his pants, which just turned her on even more.

Even though she still had doubts about doing this in the very beginning, those were all gone now and she wanted to go on with this no matter what.
"But you're not just any man" she said with her innocently seductive smile, right before her one hand proceeded to slowly undo his pants...
 
"As you'll soon learn," Kell murmured, as his huge, thick cock sprang free from his breeches into Melethiel's hand. Melethiel would be sadly doomed to be disappointed by all future cocks she came across, elven or human, in comparison.

She moaned and panted, her slender body swaying and grinding as though unable to remain still under the movements of his hands. With a sudden, swift movement, he cupped her firm buttocks and hoisted her up, until her legs straddled his torso, her moistening pussy and clit pressed up against the hard angles of his chest. This placed her magnificent breasts within reach of his mouth and he took full advantage, suckling and licking them in between passionate, full-mouth kisses of the sun elf's pouting bee-sting mouth, their tongues intertwining. He kissed her until she was panting before returning his attention to her breasts.
 
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