elven seduction: open to one female

Elia laughed out loud at his antics, then gulped a mouthful of water when he inadvertently let her go during his shenanigans. He was on her in a second, lifting her laughingly from beneath the surface of the warm springs.

"Actually, I ... did like what I saw Valen. Very much."

Her face turned a crimson hue at the memories she had of him. He had not known how long she watched him or what she saw when he thought himself entirely alone. Those images had caused her to place her hand against her own womanhood on many occasion.
 
he blushed, realizing what she might have seen and bowed his head, "Father forgive me for my selfish desire." he wispered softly, obviously praying. It was commonly known that masterbation was discouraged, this is why experimentation was allowed among even the children. Still it happened, however to do so often caused an elf much guilt, and Valen was obviously asking the gods forgiveness for his actions. He knew that his goddess would prefer to see him share such pleasure, but not all the time did he feel comfortable doing so. Valen knew that even if she hadn't seen him doing such, she would know by his prayer that he had. He blushed, and returned to washing her hair. "I had no one." he said gruffly, expecting her disapproval, "I had no choice." he said feeling strangely uncomfortable around this woman who he thought he would never be uncomfortable with.
 
Elia actually laughed, it was a true laugh. The kind she had so many times prior to the attack. A spontaneous, lyrical laugh that spun in the air before pleasing the ear of the one listening.

Lifting her face, she kissed Valen on his reddened cheek; still smiling at his discomfort.

"Valen, what do you think said young girl was doing while she watched you... Hmmmmm?"

Her face was red with mirth and embarrassment. Admitting that to him which he had just admitted to her. In their own way, they had made love to each other unknowingly; merely feet apart.
 
Valen only blushed all the harder, "I should not have I know I was wrong. you think badly of me now." he said softly, prepared for the rejection most elves would show him for admitting such. His hands had been stalled in their task of washing her hair, but he resumed his efforts hoping to distract her from the subject. He felt responsible for leading a young girl into a bad habbit, and he felt guilty for such.
 
"Valen, we were pleasuring each other in our way. Where is the guilt in that?"

Elia lifted her face.. kissing him on her own for the first time since the attack. She felt something stir deep within her and shivered in his arms.
 
the kiss was slightly awkward as they were reversed so he was looking down towards her feet as he worked on her hair, "Here little one, if you want to do that, do it right." Valen murmered turning her in his arms so they were aligned correctly, and her slender body was pressed against his, and he bent his head invitingly to her a small smile on his lips. It was obvious that her action had been a surprise, but by no means an unpleasant one, and in fact had distracted him from his guilt ridden thoughts.
 
Valen turned her in his arms, bending his head to deepen the kiss. The warm water supported her weight, easing the pressure on her broken leg. Elia felt his manhood against her center, felt it as it hardened and grew.

She thought to pull away, suddenly frightened by the display of his male power over her. Sickening images of the attack flew through her mind, tightening her belly with instinctive fear. Elia fought the demons within her, she knew deep in her heart of this man's honor and integrity. He would never harm her, not purposefully.

She needed to show her trust in and of him. She needed to feel his need for her. Elia returned his kiss, wrapping her arms around his neck tightly, leaning more fully into his heat.
 
He had thought he had misinterpreted her kiss and the desire in her eyes when she tensed up, however she relaxed into him, deepening the kiss more than even he had planned to. Valen gently slid his hands down her back, and then back up marvling at the softness of her skin. "You are so soft." he wispered almost in wonder as he broke the kiss to take a deep breath. He tried not to intimidate her with his arousal, and indeed tryed to pull it away from her, but did not relinquish his gentle embrace, so his shy atempts were not very successful. He indeed had not meant to dominate her, but to tease her telling her if she wanted to kiss him to do it right. His hands slid up to the back of her neck gently massaging, not moving that last bit to her ears to make a silent request, a silent offer. "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have, I got carried away." he wispered softly after a long pause when he merely gazed into her eyes sharing a renewal of their bond of trust in each other. Even as he said this he did not release her, and nor would he unless requested to do so. He needed this closeness. He had feared he had lost her, and he wanted to hold her forever, to realize she was still alive, still there for him, still wanted him as he wanted her.
 
Valen's hands on her skin were heavenly. The warmth and soft touch relaxed her muscles and the tension within her. She felt his hands move up her neck, into her hair and held her breath. He came so close, so very close to her most sensitive area but then moved his hand away. Again his fingers came so close to her ears but then traveled back down her neck to soothe the muscles in her back.

Elia felt warm. No, she felt hot all over. Her leg hurt, her hand and wrist ached terribly but still, she needed something else. Something she could not name nor even had experienced before. She knew she needed him.

Her mind tried to place her back in the hands of Malacai and Tanic. Her body reacted again, tensing in Valen's arms before Elia forced the fear aside; allowing the warmth and need to return.

She lifted her head, kissing Valen deeply in return. Her left hand slid behind his neck, massaging the muscles there before slipping higher into his hair. Her fingers twisted in his hair absently for a time before she gathered her courage.

Finally, very slowly while looking deeply into Valen's eyes; she lifted her hand to trace the outer edges of his right ear. His eyes were startled but glittered with what she perceived to be hidden lust and longing.

Very timidly and quietly, Elia whispered to him,

"Valen, please?"
 
Valen trembled at her touch, and then his eyes widened as she spoke.
"Little one, are you sure? Do you know what you are asking, what you are offering?" he asked softly, not moving his hands from her neck where his fingers smoothed the tension, but he needed to make sure she knew, and understood. Yes she was a woman and would know what she was about, but she had just gone through a terrible ordeal, Valen had to be sure this is what she wanted.
 
Elia trembled as she absorbed the intensity of his voice, the energy his body generated wrapping around her.

"No, I'm not sure Valen. Of anything. I just know that I need you and have wanted you for so long, I can't remember not wanting you."

Elia looked away for a moment before returning her gaze to his.

"I don't want to have those memories Valen. I want.. I need new memories. Memories that you have given me. I need you to teach me what is real and... help me to know that what happened before was not... was not how it is supposed to be. Please Valen?"

A single tear ran down her cheek, dropping into the crevice of her lips where they pressed together tightly.
 
Valen nodded slowly, "Of course little one, I would be honored. If you want me to that is." he said softly. His face showing the love and respect and desire for her, that his voice couldn't express. He wiped the tear away with his thumb stroking hand along her cheek to barely brush her ear. "Will you let me wash you?" he finally asked softly his eyes looking down on her with so much caring for her.
 
Elia smiled and lifted her face to his, kissing his soft lips deeply.

"I am sure Valen. I am frightened, but I am sure. I don't know what... I don't know if.. I can go .. through with it but I will try. I want it to be with you. I need to be with you Valen, my love."
 
he nodded. "I understand, we will go slowly." he said softly stroking her cheek. He then began to wash her, sliding his hands over her neck and shoulders.
 
Elia turned her face into his palm, rubbing her healed ear against it, displaying her love and trust in this man.

His hands were warm, soft but firm on her body. He scrubbed the rest of the filth and blood from her, rubbing down her sides and back. Careful to clean the wounds on her back and mindful not to mention the many teeth prints he could still see marring her smooth skin.

She felt his tension as he touched the sore spots, although she was unsure what they were, she felt his inner anger. She responded to his anger by kissing that part of his body she could reach at the time; whether it be his hand, an arm, an elbow or his face. Each strain he felt she eased with the touch of her lips and he did the same for her.

The were perfectly matched, their energies melding together to form one entity of feeling and love.
 
He worked slowly, carefully. He was hesitant to move to her front at first, but soon did so. He took his time on her breasts. Sending flowing healing magic into her wounds on her breasts, wanting her to feel beautiful once again. It was not his shame in her at all, he had no shame. He truly was doing this for her.
 
Elia's back arched forward, pressing her small, firm breasts into his hands. Her head fell back, the water caught and held her long, lustrous hair. The sun glistened off the silvery strands, forming a halo around her in Valen's eyes.

Elia gasped in pleasure as his big fingers found and stroke her rosy colored nipples. She looked down in surprise when they rose to sharp peaks between his fingers, the sensation shooting rivulets of pleasure through her belly and into her core.

Her moan slipped out, unknowingly. Both arms floated to her side now, buoyed by the warm water while he lathed and bathed the front of her small body.

"Mmm, Valen, that feels wonderful. Your hands are so gentle and so warm. I love you Valen."
 
he smiled, "I love you too littleone, Elia." he said breathing her name, something he rarely did. He slowly slid his hands down her belly and over her hips. Then moving to her thighs and legs, skipping her feminine core for the moment.
 
Using the momentum of his hands on her hips, Elia pressed her own against his pelvis. The hard ridge of his cock rubbed against her sensitive nub, freezing her for only a brief moment. She forced herself to press against him again; reminding herself over and over that this was her Valen. This was the one she had been bonded to since she was a young girl.

Neither had recognized that bond nor acknowledged it of course, for many years. Valen had resisted until only several days ago; though it seemed a lifetime ago now. But Elia's father had seen it and recognized it and taken action. He wanted to make sure they not only recognized the bond but acted on it as well.
 
he slid his fingers up on her thighs still washing, but now, beginning to tease and pleasure her. He slowly stroked her outer lips, his soapy fingers sliding easily over the outside of her womanhood. He Wanted her now, but was determined to delay his gradification, wanting her to enjoy it this first time.
 
Elia gasped as the pressure of his fingers changed against her flesh. She felt him delve into her inner heat, stroking the labia between her legs very gently. The sensations was so erotic. His fingers felt huge there against her small folds.

Elia's legs widened on their own; her bad leg still floating and supported by the warm water. She also felt the change in his intent. His breathing quickened as did his heart rate; she looked up to find his eyes dialated and haze filled. Elia arched her back, pressing into his hand more fully. Her arms slid around his neck, her head fell to his shoulder as small trembles worked their way through her body.
 
He continued to stroke her outer labia. His slender fingers danced over her flesh. He slid his finger between her outer slips, to stroke the inner lips, and her wetness. He found her small bud, and stroked it, circling it gently, his eyes smiling down at her, his other hand around her waist holding her up gently.
 
She trembled in his arms, her head resting on his shoulder trustingly. The feelings swirling between her legs sent shivers through her small body, the warm water suddenly felt cold against her hardened nipples.

Elia's good hand clung to Valen's other shoulder tightly. Her small chest rose and fell rapidly with each intake of breath and gentle gasp.
 
Boosting her further out of the water, Valen slowly kissed down her neck along her delicate collarbone, and then down the creamy flesh of her chest. Reaching one of her rosey nipples, he circled it with his tongue, and gently drew it into his mouth, sucking gently. Meanwhile, his finger continued to tease her clit, before sliding down to her entrance and gently beginning to push inside her, trying to find that spot on her inner walls that would bring her even more pleasure.
 
She was floating in a mist. The warm water surrounding and comforting her torn body and soul. Valen lifted her higher, she arched her back; allowing the water to support her. This was more than heaven, this was ecstasy.

Elia gasp when his mouth touched her nipples, his tongue hot, hotter than the warm spring water. She tensed slightly, waiting for the pain but there was none. Valen's teeth were gentle, not piercing. His tongue lathed the length of her nipple, hard and tall beneath the touch of his hands and now tongue.

The thought crossed her mind that she should be touching him, but arched back and floating as she was, the thought slipped away. She groaned, smiled and gasped. Valen spoke words of love to her, Elfen words of how he would pleasure her and after, find pleasure in her for himself.

Elia began to feel whole again, a true woman. She belonged, Valen had not rejected her. Elia spread her legs willingly, consciously reflecting her trust and love in the man that had saved her body, mind and soul.
 
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