elven seduction: open to one female

Elia's hand wrapped around his shaft tightly. She loved how Valen cupped her hand in his then around his hard cock, rubbing it up and down his length. The way it made her feel as he guided her hand up and down it was so erotic, she squirmed with her lust and love even as her own hand rubbed his manhood to fullness.
 
Valen moved his hand back to Elia's breast leaving hers to touch and stroke him back to full hardness. "I want you little wan, are you wet for me?" he asked softly, his hand sliding teasingly over her flat stomach towards the warmpth between her legs.
 
Elia smiled then sighed in answer to his question, parting her legs to his touch. She stroked his cock with her left hand, rubbing it ever so gently then squeezing the tip to watch as the sliver pre-cum ran down the side.

Elia laughed softly, bent over and licked the fluid from the sensitive skin of his shaft as it raced towards his flat belly. She loved how Valen's stomach contracted at the touch of her tongue and leaned forward to do it again, smiling.
 
he hardoned further with the stroke of her tongue. "Oh." he murmered his fingers finding her moist heat, her center of pleasure, as his manhood twitched with each tantalizing twitch of her tongue.
 
Elia chuckled, the vibration of her throat tickling his hard shaft. She looked up and saw his eyes close, his hand fisted slightly in her hair. Elia could not resist, she leaned over further, taking him completely into her mouth.

His moan was reward enough as she began to suckle him, her good hand rubbing the tender outer skin of his cock in rhythm with her mouth. Soft slurping sounds slipped out every once in a while from between her tight lips, she became embarrassed by them and giggled; only causing them to happen again.

Elia saw him smile at her antics and took him in further, the tip touched the back of her throat forcing her to gag softly. She found she liked the sensation and forced him down even further the next time, gagging a bit louder then retreating; licking and lathing the sides as he slipped from between her red, swollen lips.
 
Valen moaned softly, "Oh Elia, you drive me crazy with desire." he stroked her cheek, you make me feel so good." he said softly, his fingers trying to move in her pussy, but not really able to focus on pleasuring her, so much was she teasing and driving him to distraction.
 
Elia continued, moving faster as his hips rose to meet her lips. Had her leg been healed and without the splint, she would have mounted him. She planned to do that as soon as she was able. Even her her leg been healed, her hand was still painful and Valen had warned her not to strain it. It was her dominant hand, the one she used to fight and wield her bow. She took extra care of it, she had plans for both her bow and her knife, once they caught up with Malacai.

Valen's moans grew louder, pulling her back to the present. She remember how he liked his ball sac squeezed and did so gently, kneading the soft flesh in her palm before tickling the sac lightly with her fingers.

His grith swelled, she could feel his seed begin to fill his shaft. Her body shook with excitement, loving the feeling of his pleasure. She could feel her lips on his hard rod through their mind link. Her hand stroking the tender skin in opposite directions now, her lips forcing the skin down towards his body before pulling it up again, nearly covering the tip.

Instincitively, Elia began to hum. The slight vibration sending trickles of delicious sensation through Valen's cock where it pooled low in his balls, calling forth his seed for her pleasure.
 
Valen trembled at her ministrations. "God Elia, you are going to make me cum." he moaned again, his body trembling as his seed rushed up towards the tip of his cock. "Don't stop I'm so close." he said his hand stroking the back of her head.
 
Elia responded immediately. Sucking him even deeper into her throat, her tongue flattening against his base, pulling hard with her lips with a slight popping sound before plunging towards his stomach again.

She felt it the moment his balls seized, his cock widened and then he exploded into her mouth. She drank him down and still he continued to spray the back of her throat with his hot seed. Valen's back arched, he cried out and the last spasm shook his body. She lathed him until he lay trembling on the ground, his hand still twisted in her hair.

Elia smiled to herself, swallowing completely before licking his tip to removed the last droplet form his little slit. She sighed and moved to curl up against his side, his arm around protectively.
 
Valen lay spent on the bed, "Elia," he wispered, "You did not need to do that." he wispered softly, his body still trembling with the feelings she had given him.
 
"I know this Valen. I also know how much you love it and I wanted, needed to show you my love for you. I also enjoy pleasuring you in that way. Somehow, I gain satisfaction from doing so. I can't explain it, but, it's true."

Elia blushed softly at the admission, curling up again near him to slip into a light sleep.
 
he gently curled around her, his hand absently stroking her breast his face burried in her hair. "My sweet little one, I do not deserve one such as you." he murmered.
 
"Please don't say that Valen." Elia pulled away from him slightly, wrapping her arms around her good leg, pulling it up to her chest.

"I am nothing special. I am nothing like my mother. I am not even like the other village girls, allowed the freedom to experiment and explore at will. When I finally get close to finding something wonderful, experiencing it for the first time; I am such a weak warrior that all I could do was lay in the filth and cry."

Elia shook her head, starring at nothing, seeing nothing; only suddenly feeling as though she wanted to die.
 
Valen pulled Elia even closer, "Don't you say that Little one." he turned her to face him, "You are perfect to me, you are one of te few who have made me happy in years. You are a better companion than any other I have ever had. You are not your mother, do not compair yourself to her or any other. You are you, and you are beautiful, wonderful, and wanted by me, very much." he said cradling her against him.
 
"I am sorry Valen. I feel so torn. It's like there are there three different... forces inside me now. The one that responds to you, loves you deeply, wants you and needs you."

Elia took a deep breath and continued,

"There there is this other one. This new one. Even I feel that your mind has strayed from me, your thoughts or worse, your body for even a moment; I am filled with doubt, self-loathing, a feeling of worthlessness." Shaking her head, Elia closed her eyes to focus more clearly on what she felt.

"Then there is the one that is filled with anger, hate, rage. It tears at me from the inside. It wants me to say things, do things that are horrible, unimaginable. This one I understand even less than the others; yet the others feed this one as though kindling to a fire. Once it starts, it is so hard to stop; to squelch. It drains my energy until all I can do is, cry or worse."
 
Valen listened and held her as she spoke. "You fear that I will not want you little one. You fear that you are spoiled and now I cannot love you just because my brother has had his filthy hands on you." he bent his head brushing her forehead, her ey lids, her nose, and finally her lips with his, "This is untrue. I wish I could make you see. To be honest I am used to Malacai possessing that which was mine. He made it a point to seduce any woman who was close to me, so in that sense I am used to it, it angers me of course. But the anger is at him, not at you. You did not choose Malacai, you were forced brutally, without mercy. How could I want you less, love you less, because of something you did not choose?" he asked, his thumb sliding over her cheek, carressing her cheekbone as his palm cupped her jaw, her face looking small in his long fingered hand.
 
Elia turned her face into his hand, craving his warmth and companionship. His love, his touch, his heart above all things.

"How could you both come from the same mother Valen? He is so, so evil. You are so very good, in all things." Elia blushed hotly as memories of the previous night flooded her mind.

"What happened to make him as he is now Valen? Is there no way to change him? To make him see all that he is missing? All that he has done?"

She shivered slightly, Malacai's essence ever present in her mind.
 
Valen considered his answer for a long moment. He sighed and shrugged, "As to the former, I know not what made him the way he is now. I suspect he surrendered much of his goodness for knowledge that was forbidden, and for a good reason. But I will admit that I will never truly understand him, or why he does what he does. I understand him probably more than any other, and that understand is strikingly lacking." he said softly. "As for the latter, I suspect there is no hope for him now, I know I have given up on him," he said an edge of anger, hatred, and bitterness coming into his voice.
 
Elia stroked his face with her good hand. Her stomach suddenly growled it's displeasure at its lack of contents.

"Forgive me Valen. My stomach is speaking overly loudly this morning. Are you also hungry? Perhaps there is something I could fix for you?"

She deftly changed the subject, wanting to take the hurt, haunted look from Valen's eyes.
 
Her words brought a smile to Valens face, "Oh my little one." he said pressing her hand to his cheek as he smiled, "You cannot even stand my dear, how would you propose cooking for me?" he asked chuckling." he gently lifted her into his arms, "On the contrary I will fix you something to eat, but wish your company, so will make you sit and make sure I am cooking it right." he said teasingly, making it sound like he needed her near him. A suddle way of decreasing her self guilt at fearing to have him away from her.
 
Elia smiled as he lifted her so easily from her bed of pine boughs on the ground. His mood lightened as well, helping to ease her mind.

She sat in her chair, teasing him; pretending to be Queenly while she wave around an invisible wand, telling him what needed to go in what and when. She even pinched her nose a bit to sound like their true Queen who seemed to constantly have a nasal obstruction or blockage of some kind.

By the time he was ready to serve their breakfast, Elia was bent over laughing with tears running down her cheeks.
 
Valen laughed at her antics, his heart warmed to see her spirits lift. "ooo, no more." he said laughing, "Or the next time I lay with you that will be all I will think of, being with that old...." he broke off laughing shuddering. He bent his head kissing her lips as he passed her handing her a piece of fruit he had found the day before, "I know its early for them, but this one seemed ripe, I hope its not too tart, and is sweet enough." he said indicating the fruit. He smiled and teased her, "Are you going to eat it, or am I supposed to feed it to you." he said chuckling.
 
Elia looked from his hand offering the fruit, lower. She allowed her eyes to travel from his belt to the soft material laying across his manhood. Raising her eyes very suggestively, she licked her lips; slowly and with deadly purpose.

"You may feed me again, should you wish it my Valen."

Her smile nearly gave her away, her mirth of earlier still bubbling within her.
 
He blushed red watching her eyes, and the way her tongue moved over her lip. He let out a low groan, "You temptress." he said his face deepening more, "However in this case I was referring to the fruit." he said even the tips of his ears turning red with her playful suggestion, and the thoughts, the memories it evoked.
 
"Temptress? Me Valen? The girl who was a virgin up until you..."

Elia stopped, looking as though she had been slapped when she realized what she had been about to say.

"In my mind Valen, it is you who taught me of love and sex and things between a man and a woman. I know it is not fair of me to do so, but I think of you, will always think of you as the 'first.' Forgive me please Valen, I know this is wrong."

Elia laid the fruit down on the rushes beside her, staring out at the empty, desolate countryside surrounding them.
 
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