elven seduction: open to one female

Valen gently pushed first one, and then two fingers deep inside Elia, his thum continuing to stroke and work her clit. His teeth grazed her nipple, but only teasingly, not to cause pain, but more sensation. He wanted to make her orgasm, make her experience the pleasure he could bring her. "Let yourself go little one, you are safe, let yourself experience the pleasure." he wispered in elven against her breast as he moved to the other nipple.
 
"Valen?"

Her cries were soft, muted but strong. Her body shook, her arms came to her chest, clinching his hands against her breasts tightly. Elia opened her eyes as the sensations overwhelmed her, looking directly into Valen's eyes. He knew the moment it hit her, her eyes glazed, her lips came together, blocking the sounds escaping from her small throat.

The second cry was louder forcing itself from between her closed lips, pushing them open fully, her eyes closed, head arching back.

"Valen!!!!"
 
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He held her as she came, reveling in the pleasure he had caused, was causing her. "I love you little one." Valen wispered as he slowly lifted her from the water and carried her back into the hut. Drying her slowly with the aromatic leaves their people often used for drying purposes. He said nothing, he did not feel he needed to say anything, he had done that to please her, and because he wanted to. He hoped that brought her one step closer to healing. He finally bent to kiss her as he lay her on new pine boughs, "You are so beautiful Little one." he breathed. His own body was thick and hot with need, but he thought nothing of himself, only wishing her to be happy.
 
Valen laid Elia down gently, the scent of the fresh pine boughs freshening the air around them. He dried her slowly, contentedly; not missing a single spot of her small body.

As he rubbed her thighs dry, Elia consciously and purposefully opened her legs for him, displaying her wetness and the small nub now swollen and pulsating with life. She wanted him inside her, needed him. Yet, she hesitated. She wanted him to want her, she needed him to need her so badly that he took her with his passion.

She no longer wanted to be healed, nursed, babied back to health. She needed Valen the man, the warrior, her bonded lover. Her mind played tricks on her, connected unknowingly to Malacai's. He told her of Valen's disgust for her. How Valen was loathe to place his cock where three other men had been before.

Elia whimpered slightly, shaking her head to rid herself of the horrible thoughts and nightmares that threatened to destroy the beautiful afternoon. Taking a deep breath, Elia faced her fears. In a quite voice, looking up at him hovering between her legs, she spoke.

"You... you no ... longer desire me.. Valen?"
 
Valen shook his head rapidly. "That is untrue, I desire you greatly." he said and gently lifted her left hand placing it on his chest, letting her feel his rapid heart beat, silently wanting her to explore, to see his excitement, to touch it. "I want you." he said softly, his desire and love in his eyes.
 
Elia smile tentatively, her fingers felt the rapid beat of his heart beneath his solid chest wall. His large hand moved her hand to his flat stomach and then beyond, wrapping her fingers around his manhood. Her eyes locked with his for a moment, before he nodded his head once, urging her on.

She looked down, surprised at how small her hand looked wrapped around his girth. She smiled, almost laughed out loud joyously. His shaft was not at all as she had imagined it was. The bush she had hidden behind so long ago afforded her a view of him, but was too far away to offer a detailed accounting of his manhood. She ran her thumb over the tip, surprised to find it wet and glistening.

The moisture was slick, allowing her hand to travel down its length easily and smoothly. The walls of his shaft were hard, ridged; but the skin was as soft as velvet.

"You are so beautiful Valen."

Her voice broke, the awe and love shining from her brilliant blue eyes.
 
he moaned softly at the feeling of her hand on him. "Its ok, you can explore." he murmered as he watched her. The sight of her small hand on him exciting him still further. "mmm don't stop." he murmered. He was pleased she liked what she saw. He had never been real impressed with his size and gurth, until he saw the way she admired him. The way she looked at him and touched him actually brought a blush to his face.
 
Elia watched as his face reddened, the color sliding down into his neck and chest. He liked that she touched him and this brought a smile to her face. She stroked it up and down, as she had seen him do in the forest so long ago. It swelled within her hand, jumping at her lightest touch.

She moved it quicker, squeezing harder to force the glistening liquid from its tip. She wondered how it might taste and wished she could lift herself to dip her head down to try it.

"Valen, let me taste it please?"

Her face turned crimson as well, but the desire to taste his essence obliterated any hesitation within her.
 
Valen blushed, but did as she asked, moving to sit beside her head, making himself available so she could do so. His body trembled with anticipation, he could never tell her that this was something he loved, he would never urge her to do this. But his quick agreement could serve as encouragement. He smiled at her stroking her hair. "If you want to." he said softly.
 
Elia felt his energy level rise, saw the heightened color in his face. His shaft bucked at her words and she knew, inherently, that he wanted her to taste him as much as she wanted to do so.

Her right hand still being splinted and bandaged, she used her left to draw him towards her. Lifting her head, she licked the tip, savoring the taste of the silvery droplet on her tongue. She moved it around, placing a bit of it on her lips then licking those clean as well.

"Valen?" She took one of his hands, placing it on his shaft.

"Help me please?" With her good hand, she cupped his heavy ball sac, it was hot, heavy and full.

She lifted her face, her eyes glistening with desire and need to give this to him. Licking her lips again, she opening her mouth, inviting his entrance.
 
He took her hand and guided her hand to the base of his shaft, showing her how to pull the skin tight to increase the sensations, and control how much she took. He was on his knees now to give her the right angle. He cradled the back of her hand supporting her head, as he eased forward, allowing her to control how much she took, his body prepared to respond to her urging with her good hand. Valen watched the head of his manhood enter her mouth, and almost came right then, so erotic was the sight of this blonde elven goddess so willingly taking himself into her mouth.
 
Elia looked up at Valen, his cock sliding slowly into her mouth. She welcomed his hand behind her head, supporting her, pushing her slowly forward. She shivered when his fingers curled in her hair, sure he knew not that he had done so. She loved knowing she was pleasuring him so much.

She swirled her tongue around the flat base of his shaft, suckling it as though to milk it of its essence. Her cheeks sunk slightly in with each intake of her breath and the thrust of his manhood within her hot mouth.

Elia found she wanted more, she wanted all of it within her. She suckled harder, lifting her head fully. With her left hand, she pressed the skin back as he has shown her, pushing his fullness completely into her mouth. Elia closed her eyes, relishing the feel of him using her for his pleasure, giving her pleasure in return.
 
he shivered with the pleasure, soft moans escaping his lips. Uncontrolable noises he half the time was not even aware of making. One hand curled in her hair helping support her head, while the other, helped to roll his balls, since she could not with only one hand. He then slid it along her cheek and up over her ear stroking it slowly wanting to give her pleasure as she did him. His body trembled as his pleasure grew and grew, When she took all of him, he uttered a strangled gasp and swore in astonishment in elven. He did not hold her down there as a part of him wanted, never wanting the feeling to end, but he encouraged her to move at her own pace. He knew he was probably letting himself lose control too quickly, however he couldn't stop did not want her to stop, it felt so good, and it had been so long. Her skills were eating away at his extreme control, ripping it down to almost nothing, so good did she make him feel.
 
"Look at him fucking your mouth as Tanic did little whore. You like it don't you?" Malacai's voice echoed in her mind.

Elia opened her eyes wide, seeing only Valen; her Valen as he rode her mouth lovingly. She watched his face, knew it when the strain started becoming too much for him. Elia squeezed his ball sac a little harder, not giving pain but gentle pressure through the sensitive area. She felt his twitch in her mouth and opened her eyes, his longing and his desire very evident, boiling just beneath the surface.

Elia turned her head, releasing his shaft from her moist grasp.

"Tell me Valen. Tell me please, what is it you want? What is it you desire above all else? Tell me Valen?" Her eyes were blue jewels of topaz, glistening with lust and love, imparting her trust and honor into his very soul.
 
"I want you little one, for ever. I want you to be mine. Please don't stop I was so close." Valen said blushing as he trembled with his surpressed desire. He did not force her, but his hand that supported her hand trembled. He did not know if she was teasing him, feared his orgasm, or something else, but he wanted the completion, wanted her to bring him the pleasure he had brought her.
 
Elia turned her head back to where his trembling hand held his rod above her mouth. She felt something sad break open inside of her but opened her mouth to receive him as she had offered before.

Elia suckled him hard, wanting so badly to taste his fullness and take it within her body. His hand twisted in her hair as her lips closed around him, taking him down her throat; her chin bumping is ball sac with each thrust.

She began to hum, as though stroking the strings of one of the rarest Elfen instruments, the Dubar. It had one string, a long wooden piece, made of stout wood holding the two ends together. Very few could play the Dubar and bring music from the one string but Elia was one of them.

She played his shaft now, as though it were a musical instrument singing for her ears along. Her hand pressed the ball sac together, kneading it, pulling on it and then letting it shrink back into his body before pulling it down again, ever tighter with each suckled and stroke.

Elia heard him calling her name, pushing deeply into her mouth, pushing her head against his body in a mindless rhythm, unaware of anything save her mouth and tongue lathing his long, hard shaft.
 
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he moaned almost continuously now. He found himself lost in a see of pleasure he ould never be able to describe later. He knew elven instinct for pleasuring was strong, but Elia's was even stronger. Then he realized it, this must then be her gift, the gift the ability to bring him ultimate pleasure. He found his control gone, he could not withhold the end even as he tried to cling to it, not wanting the pleasure to end. He gave one last thrust and came hard, his hand allowing her to have more freedom to move her head to accomidate the large load, due to the length of time since his last orgasm. The pleasure swept over him in waves, tears coming to his eyes so great was his pleasure. He knew then that he had to make her his, he wanted to pleasure her more, and then take them both to new heights. "Oh Elia," he cried as his orgasm slowly began to subside, his cock twitching still but no more cum shooting from it.
 
Elia felt his ball sac contract just before the sweet, saltiness of his essence filled her mouth. Valen pulled back a bit, allowing her lips to accommodate his girth and his silvery seed. She suckled and suckled, taking it down completely. Without realizing it, she had released her gift, her power into Valen and he had flown to the highest peak of ecstasy because of it. Now she understood, she felt what it was to gift another with her power.

The strange sadness she had felt was obliterated, completely gone from her memory. What did remain was Malacai's cruel voice, echoing in her ears.

"See Little One? He is not a man! He refuses to put his cock within you, knowing I was there first, before him, before all of them and I will be there last. You will see..."

Elia shuddered, pushing the thoughts from her mind. This was her night and Valen's, nothing would interfere with his pleasure or hers. Nothing.
 
Valen slowly pulled from her mouth and almost collapsed as he moved down to pull Elia against him his mouth seeking out hers. "Oh Elia, that was Amazing. You did not need to do that." he was babbling now, unsure what he was saying. Even as he spoke he returned his hand between her legs, finding it again wet there, "May I pleasure you now?" he said softly, "I wish I could make you feel as good as you did me." he explained still unable to find all the right words as he slowly began to work her pussy once more.
 
Elia took his hand from between her legs, kissing each finger individually; suckling each one in kind.

"Truly, I would like nothing better Valen. But, I am feeling extremely tired suddenly. I guess I am not as strong as I thought, or as I should be yet. I am sorry, please do not be disappointed in me? I am trying."

She heard Malacai's laughter in her mind and shut her mental door to it. She had not been sleeping, although she had not told Valen of this. Nor had she told him of Malacai's words in her thoughts during her waking hours.

In truth, Elia feared she was loosing her mind, an aftermath of the brutal attack by Malacai and his men.

She trembled in his arms, the fear of loosing one's mind a true and real fear for most Elves. It was a human ailment, rarely seen in an Elf, but it did happen. When it did, nearly always the Elf was euthanised. For his or her own dignity and for the protection of those around him.

Elia yawned pointedly and layed her head on Valen's hand; resting just near her soft ear.
 
Valen only nodded, and rolled her against him, "Forgive me for pushing you little one, I did not mean to." he said appologetically stroking her face, admiring her beauty even as he soothed her. "You need to sleep more little one," he said softly, "Let me give you the tea of dreamless sleep." he said, something he had feared to give her before fearing her pain and sorrow were too great that she might somehow choose not to wake up. He felt now that she had a new will to live now that she seemed more secure in his love for her.
 
"If you did not push Valen; I would not be the woman I am today. I would not have survived the... I could not have survived what happened to me." Elia's face flushed with embarrassment.

"On the morrow Valen, I would speak with you honestly. I know you must have a great curiosity as to what... well, what they did to me? If it were me, and the situation were reversed; I would want to know everything that had happened to you. There are other things we need to speak of as well but I am truly fatigued. I have not been sleeping well and would love a cup of your very special tea."

Elia's eyes looked to him trustingly. Tomorrow she would tell him of her concerns for her mental health and her physical. She would probe into why he had not wished to claim her completely for his own this night. She would tell him of her hurt and feelings of inadequacy as well as the lingering feeling of being dirty in his eyes. Yes, tomorrow, she would speak with him openly and truthfully, as she had done for her entire life.
 
"Tomorrow little one, Let me make you mine, fully, let us join." he said softly. "Would that please you?" he asked softly, in essense wondering if she wanted him to make love to her, but not in so many words.
 
Elia looked to Valen, tears gathered in her eyes before she could quench them. One slipped over her bottom lashes, trailing along her cheek to flow down her long, delicate neck.

"'Tis what I'd hoped to discuss with you Valen. I thought... I felt... I believed you did not wish to... feel that part of me as it is now... " Elia shook with hidden emotion, fighting against the voice of Malacai in her mind as it grew stronger by the hour.

".. dirty Valen, used and soiled."

Elia hid her face in her hands, unable to gaze into his beauty any longer, herself being tarnished and tainted by Malacai's touch and mind.
 
"It is what I was about to do, when you stopped me." he said softly. "I did not earlier, for you so eroded my control, that I could not stop. I cannot explain it. I'm sorry, I did not know that was what you desired more than what you were doing. You did not stop I..." he blushed feeling embarrassed and sickened at his selfishness. "Forgive me little one, I used you for my pleasure, with no thought for your feelings. It makes me no better than the others." he said angrily sitting up, not mad at her, but frustrated, and sickened at himself. That bastard Tanic had used her mouth, how could he have used her in such a manner. He fought back the tears, his green eyes closing against the pain of his self loathing.
 
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