Prolog
Jaina could no longer resist the inducements of Lady Tyrande's touch. So young and yet so irresistible, Jaina had succumbed to the tender sweet love bites only Tyrande could perfect. She knew it was wrong but, it just felt so right. Tyrande leaned deeper into her neck, enticing her with more painful yet satisfying bites, causing Jaina's barrier to break and her 'I cannot love another woman' became a forsaken phrase she will no longer allow to linger through her lips ever again. The nightelf's lustful embrace had seduced Jaina as their bodies synced together, with hands that were exploring every inch of each other's succulent body and tongues playing an endless cycle of 'tug-a-war'; fighting whose could go deeper into the other's mouth. A forbidden love was forming but those thoughts were far behind them that they couldn't even ponder that they were 'women' crafting an illicit love without a man. Though this act was forbidden in the lands of Azeroth, unless a man is present, they didn't care, for they both craved the sweet cherry taste against their tongues; never would they have believed that they would desire something so forbidden however, for this moment, all troubles had faded and happiness was the only emotion that flowed through their veins; the two women have never felt this intensity and emotion with anyone else. Though of course, they would never discuss this insanity with anyone, not even their betrothed.
"Are you nervous, Jaina," Tyrande stopped for a moment to glance down upon the woman with sweat streaming down her face and lips that were parted, signifying her desire to be kissed again by the woman that was pinning her down.
"A little," Jaina confessed but her eyes begged, 'please feel me, please love me'.
"Don't be," she chuckled, "I'll give you a love you will never forget; trust in me." Tyrande's fingertips slivered gently around the golden leather strings that held together Jaina's corset, encouraging for this affair to begin with no more hesitations; the time to love another was now and Tyrande wasn't shy to show Jaina she was ready to lose her purity to a woman.
The strings loosened with ease, revealing Jaina's curvaceous body; so soft and so beautiful, Tyrande was instantly lured to Jaina, licking her lower stomach and causing the once-always-in-control leader to finally relieve herself from her honorable position and allowing someone else to take control of her; Jaina gasped with pleasure as she came to realization that she was no longer the one in control of this intimacy, like she usually is when in a relationship but, the tables have turned and perhaps, it was for the best. A strange, yet aesthetic feeling emerge throughout her body, yearning Tyrande for more and more, as she was pinned down on the snow white silken sheets on a mattress owned by Tyrande, at her home in Darnassus. She allowed Tyrande to tame and to relieve any sexual desire she had on herself. Though one would think they would regret such an act of adultery since they are both to be wedded in only a few months, all thoughts of their soon to be husbands were lost and no regret was present.
Tyrande and Jaina embraced together, as their nude bodies brought an overwhelming ecstasy, causing both of them to shriek in pleasure. Out of breath and bodies dripping with sweat, Tyrande rolled off of Jaina and the two of them cuddled facing each other and arms grasping one another tightly. They both giggled with happiness as they exchanged one last kiss before falling asleep in each other's arms.