elven seduction: open to one female

he touched her cheek, "I am the one who was your first," he said softly, "I taught you, I showed you love, do not count rape as your first time." he said his voice low and insistant.
 
Elia turned her face into his large, slender hand. She nuzzled him lovingly. Raising her face slightly, she licked from the base of his hand, near his wrist to the very tip of his longest finger; sucking it gently into her mouth with a smile before releasing it.

"No, I can feed myself, thank you very much King Valen."

Elia had returned to her playful self, putting on the Queen's accent again, even pinching her lips together mimicking their Queen's condesending attitude and mannerisms.
 
Valen shivered with her loving kiss. "you're bad." he wispered.
When she returned to the queen's voice he snorted with laughter, "Please, no more, you're haunting me, I shall have nightmares about you turning into her." he said laughing handing her the fruit, lifting it to her lips wanting her to take a bite, his hand cradling hers around the fruit.
 
Elia bit into the sweet fruit, allowing some of the juice to travel down her chin, dripping lightly onto Valen's hand.

Her pressed the fruit to her lips again, she licked some of the juice, looking into his brilliant green eyes while doing so. She felt her own needs stir within her, in reaction to his. His pupils dilated, his breathing shortened and his grip on her hand around the fruit became stronger.

She bit into it again, the juice trailing down her chin then lifted her face to his, pressing her sweet, juice laden lips to his in offering and love.
 
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(just a note, Valen has black hair and green eyes)

Valen continued to feed her the fruit, loving the pure erotic way she ate. He bent his head accepting her offering, gently letting his tongue travel to collect the juice from her chin, and then swept it over the drop that was sliding down her neck. He chased it down to the valley of her breasts, finally capturing it and then pulling back licking his lips with satisfaction. " mmm very sweet." he murmered but whether he was talking about the juice, her actions, or the taste of her skin wasn't real clear.
 
Elia released the breath she was holding as Valen's tongue traced the vee between her breasts. She resisted the urge to press his head tighter to her with her good hand. They did need to eat, although in her opinion, he was very close to getting a mouthful even now.

The thought made her giggle, which forced Valen to look up at her.

"Oh, I was just thinking that neither of us is considering actually eating real food anytime soon are we Valen?"

Her eyes danced with merriment and lust. She ran her fingers through his long black hair, smiling into his very green eyes.

"Have we anything besides fruit and body parts Valen?" She smiled again, loving how his ears turned red with her teasing.
 
"Now I just made those honeycakes for you." Valen scolded, with mock anger, "You do plan to eat them, right?" he said swatting her good shoulder lightly, trying to sound like the queen himself.
 
Elia nearly tumbled over she was laughing so hard.

"Valen, please, don't ever do that again! Promise me...."

Her laughter echoed around the small encampment, even crickets stopped their chirping to listen.

"And the honeycakes look delicious! I will have ten please."
 
Valen laughed, "I promise I won't do that again." he said still mocking the voice. and then laughed, "Ten? is someone hungry?" he asked, "If you have 10 what exactly am I supposed to eat?" he asked laughing eying the dozen small cakes.
 
Elia continued to laugh, she truly felt as though she could eat ten of them but she also knew her eyes were way bigger than her stomach.

"I suppose I could split them with you Valen. Then if you were still hungry, ummm," Elia blushed hotly but continued.

"I think we could find 'something' for you to nibble on my Valen?"

She didn't analyze her feelings, to analyze them would bring hurt and shame. She only knew she craved his touch, craved him on and in her body. Even as he moved away to flip the honeycakes, she felt his loss deep within her core.
 
Valen blushed once again, but didn't answer but the way his eyes swept over her before returning to his flipping of the cakes, she had evoked in him just the thoughts she had intended. "You temptress are going to turn me into a fiend, hungering for your body day and night." he said smiling, his voice saying that perhaps this would not be a bad thing.
 
Elia smiled, watching him flip the honeycakes. She loved his smile, the way his eyes twinkled when he teased her or when he was happy. He did seem truly happy now. She could not remember when she had seem him so at ease, so comfortable around her.

Her own eyes glowed with mischief. Had she been able to move deftly and stealthily, she would have crawled up behind him, perhaps taking liberties while he finished cooking their breakfast. Elia licked her lips at the thought of doing just that, raising her eyes to be caught and held by Valen's.

Their thoughts were as one, both enjoying the fantasy and the visual together through their bond.
 
"Little one, do you know how many years I've worked to build my self control?" he asked smiling, "All those years stripped away with one smile, or twinkle in your eye." he said with a laugh. He moved back to her and bent his head to kiss her softly on the lips.
 
Elia smiled then laughed softly, finding her lips captured by his. His kiss silenced her, growing more passionate and more forceful with each breath. Elia shivered beneath his lust, offering him the same in return.

Her hands curled around his waist, pulling him to her before they finally broke apart for air.

"I cause you to loose all your self-control Valen? I can't believe that, you seem in total control even now. Your hand is steady with the honey cakes, you are barely even breathing hard and your eyes are clear. I can't imagine what you mean, Valen?"

She was teasing him, she could feel his lust, his energy bombarding her senses. Playfully, she reached down with her uninjured hand to lightly stroke the front of his pants, feeling the hard bulge beneath.
 
Valen blushed and groaned as her hand brushed his manhood through his pants. "Where did this side of you come from? how did you keep it hidden from me so long? You had to know I was a sexual creature, with heavy shields..." he blushed, "Afterall I have heard some of the rumors concerning me." he said blushing, "Why did you not..." he blushed, "Sooner?" His eyes met hers smiling as he asked it, half teasing her, half genuinely curious, why she had kept this side of her caged for so long.
 
"Well, I didn't know what 'this' was Valen. I wasn't allowed to experiment and play like the other girls, the other children. At the time, up until this week in fact, I thought my father was just being an over-protective, crotchedy old man to be honest."

Elia blushed at the slight disrespect. She really had believe her father to just be hording her to keep someone with him after her mother died. It had never occurred to her young mind that he was actually protecting her.

"As far as letting you now, I only just became legal. For you anyway Valen." Elia lowered her eyes, suddenly feeling very self-conscious, very naive.

"Although, I knew I had these longings for you. Have known it, for many years. More than I can remember. I think I felt the first stirrings at our very first meeting. And my father thought I, or at least you, would be safe from any attraction. At least then perhaps."

Elia smiled up at him, watching as he slipped the honey cakes onto a clay plate. It was crude but somehow felt right in her hands. The utensil was hand-made, probably by someone's mate for his or her use. The thought brought a smile to her face. Did she dare hope or dream that Valen felt the same way?
 
Valen blushed, "In truth little one, I just forgot at this moment that you just became legal." he smiled, "You had me so distracted." he said teasingly as he gently layed the plate in her hand with the cakes on it, "I know they won't be as good as yours, or some of the other village women, but...it beats a kick in the teeth I suppose." he said teasing, knowing darned well that he was a passable cook, but no where as good as she was.
 
"I know they won't be as good as yours, or some of the other village women's..."

"Oh, and how many other women in the village have cooked for you my sweet Valen, hmm?"

Elia teased him mercilessly while eating the delicious honey cakes. She would be so relieved and glad when her right hand finally healed. She would not complain to Valen though. She had vowed not to tell him of her worry that it was not healing correctly or that she would no longer be able to pull back the string of her bow or hold her knife correctly. She was determined to make it work, her hand, somehow.
 
He smiled at her teasing, "Why All of them." he said smerking throwing out his chest as if he were some sort of pompus hero, "You see, elven villages have these small, well not so small events called festivals, and well, one of the activities there is what one would call a cooking contest...oh they call it a feast, but, us men know the truth. We all know that you women believe the fastest way to a man is through his stomach." he smerked, "Even if we men disagree, however that's another story." and here he blushed, for mentioning the festival, it made him think of the other activities that happened at such events, and he did not want her to think of him with other women. "Anyway, moving on, are they good?" he asked blushing furiously.
 
Munching daintily on her last honey cake, Elia nodded and smiled. She knew what he was doing, suddenly changing the subject. She, as well as all the other girls in the city knew what the Festival was really for, what it truly celebrated.

Elia's thoughts turned inward for a moment. She had not been allowed to participate in the activities, besides the eating and sampling of the different foods and drink that were available to everyone. Many nights she lay alone afterward, imaging Valen with someone, imaging it was Elia instead. It was difficult, even now, to think of him with other women. Pleasuring them, loosing himself in their essence when her soul cried out for him and her body craved his touch.

She dusted her hands off and smiled brightly up at Valen, determined not to spoil their lovely morning or their time together.

"Valen, now what? I know we can't stay here. I should be able to travel soon. But.." She looked away, gathering her thoughts.

"My father is so ill, I am sure he won't realize I have been gone. But his advisors and counselors, they will know. What shall I tell them Valen? What will we tell them?"
 
Valen looked pensive, considering the options. He moved sitting beside her, "I am not sure little one." he began, perhaps we should not return for a while. However, they will see the damage to my house, not to mention if the raids continued, if other bands besides Malacai's henchmen were present, there might be no village left." he said absently stroking the soft fur of Raine, who had come to cuddle in his lap, sensing his agitation. "I am not active in the military any more, however I have a duty as an ablebodied fighter." he said, "We could tell them a version of the truth, one where you were injured by debree falling in my house, and defending yourself...which is technically true. I have removed all the evidence that it was rape." he blushed, "All the physical signs that is." He knew there were scarrs on her heart and soul that would be harder for him to erase. He looked down then, feeling shame highly evident, shame that he did not do more to protect her, that he could not heal her, couldn't make things right for her again.
 
Elia listened to Valen quietly. His words made sense, most of them. He had left out one very important factor though, them. Their relationship was much changed from when they had left his ruined home.

His story was plausible, but anyone that knew Elia closely, would know immediately that he was no longer a virgin. The fact that she was with Valen would raise suspicion and questions from her father's counsel. Elia was not sure that she was ready for that yet. She wasn't sure she wanted to answer anything to anyone anymore, ever again.

"Valen, what.. what about, us?" Elia lowered her head, realizing she had gone againt Elfen protocol to even mention a relationship much less, hope for one with her friend, mentor and teacher.
 
"Little one, we have spent almost every waking hour together for the past years, and I for one believe your father always intended us to be together, he never said as much, however he hinted at it. I do not think many would be surprised that now that you are a woman that I layed claim to you, as it were." he said blushing remembering their cuppling, "And I was apparently the only one blind to the fact that I had already layed claim to your heart." he said looking into her blue eyes as he spoke, his green gaze not leaving hers.
 
Elia looked up into his eyes and kissed him. He tasted of honey cakes and man. He was so sweet, so valiant and so strong.

"I have, had a very wise mentor Valen that reminded me many times that I was unable to see the battle before for the soldiers." She smiled, waiting for him to remember that lesson.

"I believe it was one of my failed lessons in strategy, if you will remember my Love?"

It was one of the few she had failed; more interested in the movements of each individual soldier than the unit as a whole.

"Besides," Elia teased him, "I am, I was but one of many seeking your attention."

Her smile slipped as his words and the intensity of his gaze captured her.

"Yes, you claimed my heart many years ago. You have now claimed my body." Elia took a deep breath, boldly speaking the words for which she needed, craved his answer.

Elia looked to the ground, unable to meet his eyes as she asked.

"You are claiming me Valen? Claiming me as your mated one?"

Elia held her breath, twisting her left hand tightly in the folds of Valen's shirt which she now wore.
 
he reached out and cupped her cheek. "Yes little one, I could not live without you in my life. I was so scared I had lost you," he said softly, "It made me realize how I need you." he knelt before her, taking her hand in his and lifted it to his lips, "Do you wish to be mine?" he asked softly looking into her eyes.
 
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