"Ugh! How much further to this sky window thing of yours?" Neeshka's words were punctuated by loud slaps as she swatted yet another variety of winged vermin attempting to drink her blood.
"Not much further now, almost there. And it is called Skymirror. Is it really so hard for you to remember?" Elanee's face was pinched in irritation, as it always was when she had to actually speak to the tiefling. She kept her gaze straight ahead apparently intent on following the trail. Every now and then she would cast a smug glance at the discomfort of the horned half-devil, who was clearly not at home in the forest.
"Are you kidding me?! That's what you said two hours ago! If I find out you've been walking us in circles…" The rest of the threat came out as a barely audible mumble from Neeshka but her eyes shot daggers at Elanee. After almost an entire day on foot through the forest everyone was beginning to feel worn-out. They had not ridden because Elanee insisted that horses would leave too obvious a trail. Flagstaff was beginning to question her logic and was sure that the decision was made more to cause Neeshka discomfort then anything else. The idea was sound in theory. Horses were much bigger then people so would leave a bigger trail. However, when Flagstaff looked behind them he could hardly imagine anything leaving any clearer a trail. Elanee in the lead left little to no tracks and even Neeshka for all her complaining moved near as silently and fairly close to trackless. Flagstaff had no illusions about his own woodsman's skills, he was town raised and fine with that. However, he looked like a ranger compared to the two travelling behind him.
"Aye lass, a break would not go amiss just now. I've brought ample refreshments." Khelgar hoisted several full wineskins. A large grin split his bearded face, "Not sure what you lot were plannin' on drinking though!" Chuckling at his own joke he swung his axe back and forth to clear his path of twigs and branches rather then moving around them, leaving a very noticeable trail to any that cared to follow. Flagstaff had considered telling him to stop when they first started out, but considering who was bringing up the rear he supposed it didn't' really matter. Qara didn't just break the branches: she burned down the whole tree if she thought it was in her way.
"Go ahead and keep chuckling short stuff." She huffed. "When you actually start being funny I'll let you know, but don't hold your breath. On second thought, do hold your breath and save us all the bother of listening to you." Qara strode boldly up the trail behind Khelgar. A frown creased Flagstaff's brow. He had begun to think that bringing Qara was a mistake. She was certainly powerful and had her uses, but she was also loud, irritating and stupid. It was true she brought some extra firepower to the group…and firepower was the operative word as was evidenced by the number of scorched trees left in her wake. With a heavy sigh Flagstaff concentrated on ignoring the mounting sounds of bickering that began to erupt behind him. With any luck, he thought, Khelgar will put his axe in her head.
Putting his full attention forward was much more pleasant. Elanee, while prudish and more then a little self righteous, was still attractive in her form fitting tunic and tights, both a deep green. Despite that enjoyable view, in truth Flagstaff's attention was held by the body of the tiefling. Her leather pants molded to the curves of her thighs and legs very well. Several times Neeshka caught him staring and slid her tail up her inner thighs and winked at him playfully. Occasionally Elanee would catch these looks as well, frowning and shaking her head in disapproval. Flagstaff always responded to Neeshka with an impish grin and Elanee with a rueful chuckle.
* * *
After no more then thirty minutes Elanee lead them into a large clearing. "We will camp here and reach the Skymirror tomorrow." She emphasized the name with a glare at Neeshka. The tiefling rolled her eyes and stretched languidly giving Flagstaff a smoky grin. Seeing his responsive smile Elanee stiffened and announced, "If you will all excuse me I must attend to a private matter of druidic lore that is not for the uninitiated." With a final cold stare at Neeshka, Elanee strode into the woods.
"Private druidic lore, huh?" Flagstaff crossed his arms and stared into the forest where she had gone.
"Bah! Give it no thought lad." Piped up Khelgar. "Probably gone to marry a couple trees together or sacrifice an apple to appease a squirrel. Ya know how tree worshippers are. They wrap even the silliest things in mystery then tell ya you wouldna' understand." Khelgar grinned broadly at Flagstaff, "Mind ye, that describes women in general as well! Hah! Ouch!" Frowning the dwarf spun around and stared angrily at the sorceress and tiefling. "Alright! Which of you two wenches hurled that rock at me?"
"One of us wenches? It must have been a squirrel you failed to appease." Flicking her tail at him Neeshka turned her back on the dwarf and strolled over to Flagstaff.
"Well if it was a rock that hit you it was probably just attracted to the rest of the rocks in your head." Qara glared down at the dwarf with her fists on her hips. "And if you ever call me a wench again I'll not just set your beard on fire I'll…"
"Och! So it was you that threw it! Let me tell ya somethin' ya wee brainless lassie! I've knocked down bigger people then ya for less. So don't think I'm not tempted to give ya a punch in tha' head!"
"Punch me in the head? Why you dirty little stone hoarding knee-high maggot! Can you even reach my head or should I get you a ladder? Actually, if you so much as come near me…"
Flagstaff sighed as Neeshka wrapped her arms around his waist from behind and rested her chin on his shoulder. Turning his head slightly he whispered in Neeshka's ear. "You threw the rock didn't you?"
"Of course." She grinned at him and kissed him quickly. "If I hadn't done something our little firebrand there would have set something aflame. And as much as Khelgar can be a bore I really prefer him to Qara. Are you sure about bringing her?"
"Not really, no. But it was either bring her or have her set fire to the Flagon. Not that Duncan's inn is all that nice but I was getting used to sleeping in the same bed more then one night in a row. Not that we've been getting much sleep recently." Smiling at her he reached behind him and gave her butt a squeeze.
"Hmmm, keep that kind of thing up and you won't be sleeping much tonight either." She squeezed him tighter, her breasts rubbing against his back.
"Ick! It's bad enough you two carrying on like that at the Flagon! At least you have a room there. I really don't want to see it out here." Qara, apparently having grown bored of her argument with Khelgar had turned to them just in time to see Neeshka's tail sliding up Flagstaff's inner thigh.
Sighing deeply Neeshka untwined her limbs from Flag's and looked directly at Qara, her eyes filled with mock sympathy. "Look Qara, just because you can't get a male of any species to look at you doesn't mean the rest of us have to go without. I'm sure someday you will find a nice gnome or maybe even a halfling that thinks you're attractive, but until that day don't' interrupt the rest of us when we are having fun." Casting the now sputtering and angry sorceress a big fake smile over her shoulder she wrapped her arms around Flagstaff and gave him a very through kiss. "Now if there are no more complaints I am going to see if I can find some fire wood out there. Have fun kiddies!" Waggling her fingers at Khelgar and Qara she winked at Flagstaff, and disappeared into the bushes.
"Why that little tiefling slu.."
"Enough!" Flagstaff snapped, "Watch your tongue Qara or you will regret it." His words were low and ominous.
"If you think I am going to stand here while some lower planes…whore… talks to me like that…" Squaring her shoulders she moved to follow Neeshka into the woods.
"You will do exactly as you are told, child! And you will not speak like that of her again." Flagstaff's words came out cold with anger and he positioned himself in front of Qara, blocking her way.
"Child? CHILD??" Her face flushed with rage, her whole body seemed to quiver with power.
"It's okay lass, calm down I am sure he didn't…" The dwarf's words were cut off as the ground erupted at his feet. Flying backwards a considerable distance, Khelgar lay stunned. Qara glared up at the wizard in front of her.
"I hate wizards! I HATE them!" She began to focus her power and chant the spell that would melt the entire clearing into a sheet of glass. Flagstaff watched her for a moment, clearly unimpressed. As her incantation neared its end he quickly uttered a short spell and made a small gesture. The sorceress froze mid sentence. Her eyes bulged and her lips moved silently.
"It's called a silence spell Qara. A rather simple one that you could have resisted if you actually had talent and not just raw power." Flagstaff's smile was insulting. Bereft of her magic and livid with rage she lashed out physically, bringing her hand around, fingers hooked to claw at his face. Easily catching first one hand then the other as she tried again he held her immobile. "I grow tired of this Qara." Now it was Flagstaff's turn to begin chanting. As he spoke his body began to change, subtly at first, until the full extent of the cast was evident. The skin on his hands began to wither and harden, becoming the claws of an undead. His eyes went black and drank up all the light. He leaned towards her, his lips drawing back revealing chipped, sharp, yellow fangs. His voice seemed to rasp hollowly in her ears and echo in her mind. "I am in charge here little sorceress. Never forget that. I do not have the patience for your tantrums. And should you ever speak to the tiefling in that manner again you will pray for the opportunity to apologize to her." He suddenly stood before her normal and human once more and smiled at her with false warmth. "Do we understand each other?"
Drained of all colour, Qara stood silently, shaking slightly in front of him. She made no motion to pull her hands from his grip or to answer him.
"Oh, I'm sorry," releasing one of her hands he made a hand gesture, "there you may speak again." Still, the girl before him said nothing, and merely stared into his face as if searching for something. "Qara…" A warning tone entered Flag's voice and he painfully squeezed Qara's hand in his. Flinching at the pain, it brought her back around.
"Ye...yes. I…I understand." Little more then a whisper, her voice was quiet and subdued.
"Excellent! Then let's speak no more on it. Why don't' you go see if Khelgar needs a hand setting up camp. There's a good girl." Giving her a smile that never reached his eyes, he patted her cheek. The smile fell from his lips as he turned around. Flagstaff strode over to the dazed Khelgar and helped him to his feet.
"Bloody hell that hurt. Och, thanks lad." Khelgar groaned and stretched as he regained his footing. "Ah, I know it isna my place to say anythin' but don't' ya think ya were a little hard on the wee gir…"
Flagstaff cut him off with a sharp glance. "You are right, it isn't your place, and I do not recall asking for your opinion on it dwarf." Noticing Khlegar moving away from him he sighed deeply and motioned the dwarf to come back. "I am sorry, Khelgar, my anger was not intended for you. I have some things to do. Will you stay here and watch her? Help her get the camp ready." He clapped the dwarf on the shoulder and gave him a small smile.
Looking up at him uneasily the dwarf cast a quick glance at the wizard's hand before nodding. "Aye I canna imagine the lassie will be givin' anyone any trouble for a little while." Looking over at Qara he saw the sorceress sitting on a fallen log being careful not to look in Flagstaff's direction. "But what could ya need to do way out here? The tree-worshipper and the goat-gir…" The dwarf quickly cleared his throat though the wizard made no sign of displeasure, "Neeshka will no doubt be back soon."
"No doubt they will be. Do not worry, my dwarven friend, I merely need some time to myself…to cool off shall we say."
"Oh, aye ya could use that I daresay." The dwarf stroked his beard thoughtfully as Flagstaff walked away. He was beginning to become a little unsure of their wizard leader. He was certainly capable enough, it was his means that were starting to worry the dwarf.
* * *
Striding through the trees Flagstaff had begun to think he may have overreacted a bit with the girl. Not that he felt badly about it, but the dwarf seemed to take it poorly, and he couldn't have those who followed him start doubting and questioning. He made a mental note to be more lenient with Qara for the next little while. The sun had set some time ago, and lost in his thoughts he didn't hear the footfalls drawing closer behind him. Just as he heard a twig snap he was spun around and hurled painfully against a tree trunk. His head was jerked up and an arm was roughly braced across his throat. Still mildly stunned he slowly became aware of a face close to his.
"That was way too easy harbourboy. I could have killed you like….that!" The shadowy figure snapped it's fingers. He could feel the length of his attacker pressed against him, and moving quickly he brought his hands up and grabbed two handfuls of his assailant's hair and brought their faces closer together. The shadow's lips found his and thrust their tongue between his lips locking their mouths. His assailants arm dropped from his throat and both hands slid down to grab the curve of his ass pulling his hips tight to theirs. Releasing one hand from the shadow's hair he dropped it down to the thigh. Caressing the tight shape of the butt made her lift her leg and wrap it around his hip. Grinding roughly against him she gently moaned against his lips.
Flagstaff bore his assailant to the earth, lying on top of her, his hips between her thighs. He finally pulled his lips from hers and looked down into her eyes, shining in the moonlight. Neeshka looked up at him through lowered lashes. Both of them breathed heavily.
"You can't be tiring already can you? I've been waiting all day for this." She gave him a wicked grin and ran her hands through his short brown hair and over his back. Not to be left out her tail snaked up between his legs and began to rub and press against the obvious bulge in his breeches. He smiled down at her and untied his breeches which freed the bulge to the night air. Sucking in his breath as her tail curled and uncurled around him he tore open her blouse. Bending his head he took one of her nipples in his mouth and sucked and teased it with his tongue. Closing her eyes, Neeshka dug her fingers into his shoulders.
"What took you so long to find me?" His words were broken as his lips and tongue explored her breasts.
"Hrmm? Oh….well I found our little druid friend. And uh, 'entertained' myself for a little bit watching her swim around in a pond nearby."
Laughing Flag raised his head from her chest and lay down next to her. "You did what?"
"Huh? You're the only one that's allowed to look?" She playfully poked him. "And don't think I don't notice you glancing every now and then. So ya, she was swimming around naked in this pond." She paused to flick her hair from her face and indicate somewhere behind her. "You know, once you get past that proud and priggish attitude she's got a body a lot of men, and not a few women," A faint blush crept over her cheeks, "would love to get their hands on."
"Oh really? Almost seems a shame I missed it. At least I get a swell second prize." Leaning over her again he moved his hand over her stomach and started to slide it under the waistband of her breeches.
"That's a great idea! I bet she isn't' finished yet, come on lets go." Pushing Flag away she quickly bounded to her feet. After briefly attempting to close her torn blouse she pulled it off and tossed it to the ground. "Well, no fixing that I suppose. It was my favourite one too. You best be buying me a new one when we get back to Neverwinter. Well come on, are you just going to lay their all night?" Hands on her hips she tapped her foot impatiently, somehow managing to not look ridiculous doing it half naked.
At a loss for words the befuddled wizard stared up at her. "I'm sorry what are we doing now?"
"Well if you ever put that away," She gestured to his hard upright member, "and get to your feet we are going to go spy on Elanee. Come on it'll be fun! We can bug her about it later, too! Oh, this is going to be so awesome!" Without a backward glace she quickly disappeared, running into the forest. Cursing loudly, Flagstaff slowly climbed to his feet retied his breeches and stomped after the tiefling.
* * *
Several minutes later saw them both creeping though the trees toward a small pond fed by a waterfall. Neeshka moved eagerly, grinning ear to ear, Flag somewhat sullen but becoming excited despite himself. Looking back at him Neeshka rolled her eyes.
"Sheesh! Would you stop sulking! We'll use this later," Smiling she gave his crotch an affectionate poke, "Trust me you wont' regret this. And hey to be honest the idea of me stroking you while you get hard watching her, kinda gets my blood moving you know? Not that you don't' normally do that. Cause obviously you do, heh. There is just something so exciting about creeping up on someone like this." Her voice quivered with suppressed excitement as she lead them on. "Okay one more screen of bushes and we'll have a clear view of the whole pond. This is going to be great!"
"If she's even still here." The wizard mumbled it under his breath as he peered through the bushes. "There! See? She isn't there. The pond is empty she's probably already back at the camp."
"Hmm. Nooooo I don't think so. See? Her clothes are still there on the bank. Unless of course she went back naked. Which is entirely possible I guess, you never can tell with druids. I mean I knew this one druid once who…"
"Shhh! Look." Flagstaff cupped his hand over her mouth silencing her. Peering through the mist of the waterfall he could see what looked like a figure on the rocks near the base. "Can you see, Neeshka? Your eyes are better then mine."
"Uh huh, oh ya. Heh. Ya I can definitely see. Poor girl, the real thing is much better. Barring that, a tail works best of course. It's so boring just with your hands, I always thought. Mind you with no tail and out here, her options are fairly limited." Neeshka stared intently at the figure on the rock, her own hand stroking up and down her thigh. "Mind you she does seem to know what's she's doing. I guess she'd have to, living outside on her own all the time. Kinda makes me feel sorry for her you know?"
"What in the hells are you talking about? I can barely see that there is someone there at all. It's Elanee I am assuming, yes?"
"Oh it's her alright. Yup, no doubt about it."
"Would you just tell me what's going on. If you grin any wider your head's going to split and fall off." Flag alternated glaring at her irritably and trying to squint through the mist.
"Come on lets get closer! She's so focused right now and with the waterfall to cover our sound I bet we could be almost on top of her before she knows it! Man she is going to freak! Hurry up!" Motioning over her shoulder to him she began circling around the pond.
"Bloody hells Neeshka, just answer the damn question! What's she doing? Is she casting something? Doing some weird druid ceremony?"
"Well maybe, but it's no ceremony I've ever heard of. And if it's a spell then I really regret not learning any magic, heh. Maybe it's a spell you know and you can try it out on me a little later. I'm pretty sure I haven't seen you cast it before but I bet you can learn. Hehe maybe she'd even teach you." Feeling confused and sure he was the butt of some private joke he struggled to find a suitable response.
"Druidic spells are different then arcane, Neesh. I'm sure I couldn't…." Her finger on his lips silenced him.
"Okay…quiet now, stay here, let me have a look." Not waiting for him to respond she disappeared into the bushes. After several minutes had passed a glowering and frustrated wizard was about to head closer on his own when Neeshka finally returned: a very flushed Neeshka. Opening his mouth to speak she cut him off with a shake of her head. "Okay, about ten feet that way is a large rock with a bush growing up over the side. If you crouch in the bush you can see through the leaves perfectly. Go ahead I'll wait here."
"Ten feet?? You left me here for 5 minutes while you walked ten feet?"
"Heh, would you just hurry up and go! She seems to be really into it, but who knows how long it will last. Now go! Sheesh!" Giving him a smile and a shove she lay back on the grass giggling to herself. She'd give him a few minutes before she joined him, and pulled off the rest of her clothes.
* * *
Flagstaff had no problem finding the rock with the bush. It was the only rock bigger then his head in the area. Crouching behind the bush he moved a few leaves aside and froze at the sight before him. This was most definitely not what he was expecting. No more then fifteen feet from him on a flat rock lay Elanee, her naked body exposed to the night air, but that wasn't what froze him. He finally got to see what Neeshka was talking about.
Elanee lay on her back, her eyes closed, her dripping hair spread out on the rock beneath her, whole body wet from the mist. She writhed slightly, one of her hands cupped a breast, gently squeezing, pulling at her nipple. It was her other hand that drew the crouching wizards eyes. Between her wide spread legs her fingers slipped through her wet lips, opening and stroking them. Occasionally her fingers would move inside and a loud moan could be heard over the roaring of the water. He sat transfixed, feeling himself grow harder as he watched her fingers explore her folds and crevices, wanting to explore them himself.
He didn't hear Neeshka creeping up on him over the sound of his own breath, didn't know she was there until she whispered in his ear.
"Now you know why I took so long, heh." She giggled quietly and pressed against his back slipping her hands over his thighs. "Can you hear what she's saying my dear wizard?" As she spoke she untied his waistband slid her hands inside. Wrapping her hands around him she drew him out and began stroking him up and down.
Flagstaff leaned back against her, moving his hips slightly in rhythm to her strokes. "Is she saying anything? I can't hear over the water." Neeshka at first answered with nothing more then a giggle.
"Oh yes, she most defiantly is," She giggles again. "She's thinking about YOU, my clueless mage. Wow! She has it for you bad! Poor girl, she's so repressed. We should help her! I kind of always thought she was just a bitch but if it's really because she's just all pent up we can help her out."
"Hah! Are you serious? I doubt very much she would let us do anything of the kind."
"Well maybe not at first, no, but we'll just have to convince her." With these words she released him and stood up. "Hmmm…well she obviously wants you. It will be easier if we catch her before she finishes I think. That way she will still be really excited and super desirous for you. Be much easier for us if her body wants to cooperate."
"This is ridiculous. She will allow no such thing. And I warn you, if you keep teasing me like this…" Grumbling at her he climbed to his feet and seeing her naked he didn't bother to cover himself either. "And since when do you care enough about her to do anything about it?"
She batted her eyelashes at him and made her voice all sweet and innocent, "What? You don't think I would help someone out of the goodness of my heart? Heh. Sorry, even I wasn't buying that. Okay… so lets scratch appealing to our good sides." Stepping closer to him she pressed her body against his. His stiff shaft between them brushing the light red fuzz between her smooth thighs. "You can't tell me you don't want her. I mean this," She pressed her hips against his, "was hard long before I put my hands on it when you were crouched there. And hey you know what? I want her too. I got so wet sitting watching her that first time. And let me tell you it wasn't from the mist that's for sure." A laugh rolled from Neeshka's throat as she wrapped her arms around him. "And whether she agrees or not, I wasn't thinking about asking her in the first place. So what do you say huh? Everyone will be happier in the long run, well probably. And hey, at least she won't have to imagine anymore right?" She gave him a cheery grin and eeled her body up and down his. "Pleeeeease?"
Laughing, Flagstaff kissed her quickly. "Okay okay. So what's your plan? Or do I just walk out there and ask her if she needs a hand? Or if maybe she'd prefer the real thing?"
"No silly, that kind of thing may have worked if you tried it on me but this requires more thought. What are you laughing for? Pfft! I knew I wanted you right when I first saw you. But enough of that, we need to focus here." She pulled away from him and began to pace. Flagstaff leaned back against a tree. He spent the next few minutes admiring Neeshka's unclothed body, remembering all the things he'd done to it and so was startled when Neeshka suddenly grabbed his hand. "Okay here's how it's going to work. I decided on something real simple. Our only real problem is if she gets REAL resisting and tries to cast at us right? Right. SO….you go out first and talk to her, distract, start jacking it, it doesn't matter. As long as she's got her attention on you. Hey maybe you could sing her a song or something? I heard elves like singing. What are you frowning at me for? It was just a suggestion."
"Fine, okay so I am distracting her then what?"
"That's easy I sneak up behind her and gag her so she can't cast anything. See! Easy!"
"You realize you just planned out the rape of a helpless woman right?" A slight smile curled the corners of his mouth.
"Pfft! Rape….she'll be into it by the end trust me. I mean just look at her! She obviously needs it right? And we both know she wants you. Hey, and why do you care all of a sudden? Suddenly get a conscience have you?" She grinned and laughed at the thought, poking him in the ribs. Grinning back at her he gave her tail a hard tug and walked around the bush as Neeshka gave an indignant squawk, unbalanced herself and fell on her butt. Taking a moment to straighten his clothes gave Flag time to think how best to approach the druid. A silly but clever idea came to him and smiling at his ingenuity, walked over to the edge of the pond then very noisily threw himself into the water.
At the loud splash Elanee's legs snapped together and she sat up straight, wet hair flying around her. At seeing someone in the water she gasped. Realizing who it was made her face turned the bright red of autumn leaves. Flagstaff, having misjudged his leap had struck his head on rock, and attempted to fight off the waves of dizziness while peering through the blood streaming down his face as he crawled to the bank.
Elanee's initial response to run for her clothes was immediately overrun upon seeing the amount of blood on Flagstaff's face. She rushed over to him and reached him as he flopped ungracefully onto his back gasping. Elanee knelt next to his head and brushed the blood from his face, quickly laying her hands on his brow and chanting softly. The wound knit together quickly and the wizard opened his eyes to Elanee's dripping breasts just above his head. Uttering a painful groan that did not need to be faked he rolled to his side and coughed up a decent amount of pond water. As luck would have it, this position also gave him an excellent view of the softly fuzzed area between Elanee's legs.
"By Cyric's blood, that hurt." Clutching his head he struggled to stand and swayed alarmingly.
"Careful!" Elanee rose and put a steadying arm around him.
"I only sealed the wound, I wasn't sure how serious it was." She stood in front of him and placed her hands on either side of his face and peered into his eyes apparently looking for something. The look in her eyes suddenly changed to one of alarm as she realized how close her naked body stood to his. Making as if to pull away, Flagstaff gently placed his hands on her hips. Elanee frowned at him.
"Wha…what are you doing here?" An angry note entered her voice but she made no inclination to move his hands. "Were you spying on me?"
"Spying on you? Gods no. I was just out walking and I thought I heard you calling my name. It sounded fairly urgent so I came running. I must have slipped on one of the rocks." He pulled her closer to him, her nipples just barely brushing the wet fabric of his shirt. "You were calling me weren't you Elanee?"
"No…well yes I suppose…I…look you need to leave, okay? This is highly indecent." She placed her hands on his chest intending to push him away and watched in curious horror as they unbuttoned his shirt and caressed his bare chest instead. "You really need to leave. I…I don't want you here." As she spoke the words her elegant hands slid the shirt off him and stroked his arms and shoulders.
"Elanee," As he spoke, he tilted her face up to his and brought his lips near to hers, his breath warm on her skin. "I have to ask, why were you laying there naked and wet calling my name so desperately if there is nothing wrong?" He brushed his lips against hers and his hands caressed her silky thighs.
"I...I will not speak of it." Attempting to turn away from him brought her hip tight against the hardness straining against the fabric of his soaked pants. She gasped slightly when she realized what it was.
Flagstaff pulled her body tight to his, her wet breasts plastered to his chest, her hips rubbing against him. He gently kissed her lips and slid his hands down her arms. Softly grasping her wrists he guided her hands to the ties at his waist. Shocked she turned her head away slightly as she jerk her hands back. He gently grasped her hands once more and lead them again to the waist of his breeches and whispered in her ear. "What were you imagining, Elanee? What did you imagine when you called my name and slipped your finger inside?"
"You….you saw me?" Horror and shame filled her voice and she tried to shrink away from him. He held her hands fast in his.
"I can make it happen, Elanee. Everything you imagined, I can make it happen." She turned her large eyes up to his. Opening her mouth to speak he pressed his lips to hers, sliding his tongue into her mouth. For a moment she froze then melted into his kiss, and as she melted so did the last of her defiance. He released her hands as they began untying the knots on their own. He raised a hand and gently caressed her cheek. Looking past Elanee he saw Neeshka standing among the trees. She arched an eyebrow at him and gave him a 'see I told ya' smile. With a questioning look she held up a strip of cloth, apparently the aforementioned gag. Shaking his head ever so slightly she shrugged. After watching appreciatively for another few seconds during which her fingers slid between her legs, she mouthed 'Now?' Elanee, having trouble with the knot on his trousers blushed apologetically and tore her lips from his and bowed her head to see what she was doing. Staring over her head Flagstaff mouthed back to Neeshka, 'Soon, five minutes.' Giving him a hard look followed by a slow licking of her lips she leaned back against the tree. Spreading her legs slightly she ran her nimble little fingers through the short curly red hairs before slipping her fingers between her lower lips. Arching an eyebrow she gave him a 'please continue' gesture with her free hand.
Flagstaff felt his pants finally loosen and slip down. He heard Elanee's sharp intake of breath as she stared down at his now fully naked body. Tentatively she wrapped one of her soft delicate hands around his swollen appendage.
"I...I don't think…" She shook her head softly but didn't remove her hand. "The time is not right for this. I think perhaps we shouldn't…" He quieted her with a deep kiss, and her body responded automatically. Wrapping his arms around her he gently lifted her and bore her to the ground. Laying atop her his body between her legs his swollen member sliding against her smooth thigh, its' head occasionally brushing her sensitive still wet lips. She placed her hands on his chest slightly pushing away this time. "Please, not now. I…I wish this…just…just not now. I do not want to rush this." Pushing on his chest harder she began to twist, trying out get out from under him.
Looking down at her Flagstaff smiled. "Oh, sweet little Elanee, I think it is far too late for that now." Quickly grabbing her wrists he brought them together above her head and pinned them to the earth with one hand. With the other he squeezed her breasts and pulled at her nipples. Lowering his head to her breasts he kissed and sucked his way around them. Hearing her let out an involuntary moan of pleasure he smiled and whispered in her ear, "Don't worry, relax and you'll enjoy it much more."
"Please, Flagstaff," As she spoke she saw him gesture above her head. Elanee moved her eyes upwards. The tiefling, with an expectant grin began a slow walk toward them. "Please, please just wait….look…I….it was not my intention to…" The rest of words were cut off as Neeshka spoke.
"Well well well, what have we here?" She took a leisurely stroll around the two prone figures.
"Neeshka! I'm…this…this is not what it looks…I…." A frown suddenly creased her face. "Where are your clothes?" Eyes widened in horror and anger darted back and forth between the rogue and the mage. "You…you PLANNED this? You filthy, twisted….and to think what I was going to let you do! Well you can just forget about that you… you … ORC!" She thrashed wildly against him, her string of curses unintelligible as she switched to elvish in her rage.
"My my, isn't she feisty! She seemed to be rather enjoying you a moment ago, dearest." Neeshka gave Flagstaff a wide grin and wink before laying down on her side next to Elanee, just out of thrashing range of course. "Hells I know I was enjoying the show and I wasn't even participating…yet." This time the wink was aimed at Elanee.
"If you think I will let you touch me, you venomous harpy, you had best think again! I will see you dead before I submit to your foul tainted touch!" Eyes blazing she turned her glare back to the mage above her. "And as for you! I cannot believe I could feel anything for one as depraved as you! Take yourself and that…that filthy demon away from me! I'd rather make love to a troll then have you touch me one moment longer! So help me by all that nature holds sacred I will call down every beast in these woods, I will call forth the winds and storms and send you and your little devil whore running back to the nine hells!" Fire in her eyes, Elanee began to chant and right away the wind began to pick up.
"Um…Neesh dear?"
"mmhm?"
"Now would be a really great time for that gag."
Smiling to herself she quickly stuffed the cloth in Elanee's mouth. Using another to tie it in place she then sat down next to Elanee and patted her shoulder. "It's okay my pretty little tree-worshipper, you'll enjoy it in the end. Well most likely anyways. I will for sure! Think of it as flattering. We both wish to sample a taste of you. And after that little tease you did for our mage friend here you kind of owe us something." Elanee glared angrily at her over the gag. Sighing dramatically Neeshka turned to Flagstaff.
"Tell you what why don't you have first go here. A gift to you, my love. Well maybe not a gift, a favour then cause I can think of several great ways you can pay me back with another time." Flashing him a wink and a bright smile, she positioned herself on all fours her legs straddling Elanee's face, her hands pinning the elf's. Turning back to Flagstaff with a smoldering smile she ran her tongue across her upper lip. "If you wanted to we could give her a viewing, you know just so she knows what's to…..come." Giggling she lowered her head to the ground and spread her legs wider bringing her wet hole closer to Elanee's mortified, bulging eyes.
Kneeling down behind Neeshka over the druid, he grasped her hips and rubbed his member over her dripping lips before slowly slipping inside her. Then in one smooth motion he was all the way inside, stretching her wide open. A happy sighing moan slipped from Neeshka and her smiling eyes looked back into his over her shoulder. Flagstaff pulled back almost all the way out, then thrust swiftly back inside her their skin meeting with a soft slapping sound. Out and in again harder this time, faster. Skin striking skin, the grunts and groans of pleasure from tiefling and human mingled together. Unable to pull her eyes away Elanee stared above her, an unreadable expression on her face. Panting more heavily then before Neeshka's tail began to thrash back and forth then with an inarticulate cry a shudder racked her body. Going faster now Flagstaff slammed deep into her three, four, five more times. With a loud grunt and one final deep thrust similar quivers shook his body and Neeshka cooed happily.
"Oooh, I love feeling you twitch in me like that." She shivered slightly and leaned back into him. "Hey think our audience enjoyed the show?"
Slowly pulling himself out of Neeshka he dragged his soaked, slowly softening member across Elanee's bare chest before answering. "Why don't you ask her Neesh? Gives you a chance to play with her while I rest up." Grinning at Neeshka he climbed over Elanee's body. Moving above her head he quickly bound her hands together with some twine from his clothing.
Lying down next to Elanee, Neeshka looked down at the elf's face. Her eyes were squeezed tightly shut and more then few drops of various liquids had fallen onto her face. The tiefling gently reached out her hand and wiped the druid's face clean. At her touch Elanee jerked away involuntary before she realized it was only the demon girl's fingers touching her. The druid's eyes looked pleadingly into Neeshka's and seemed to be trying to indicate the gag in her mouth.
"Uh huh, so if I take that gag out are you going to be good?" Elanee nodded quickly. Neeshka gave her a quirky smile and gently removed the rag. Flagstaff took a seat on the other side of Elanee, both of them watching her carefully. Sitting up slowly, hunching over to hide as much of her nakedness as possible, Elanee stared at the ground between her feet for several minutes before speaking.
"Um…so what now? I guess we just go back to camp now? Have no fear that I will speak of this, I am too filled with shame."
"What? Go back to camp? No way! We aren't done here at all yet you know." Putting her arm around Elanee's shoulders, Neeshka gave her a smile and a squeeze. "Lots we can do still."
"What!?" Elanee's head jerked up and pushed Neeshka's arm away and stared at them both in horror. "But…but you just…I mean you had your….you both … finished! Look, you did that disgusting act and made me watch already. Wasn't that enough? Aren't your twisted appetites satisfied? What else are you going to do?" In desperation she turned and pointed a shaking finger at a reclining Flagstaff. "Just look at him! I may not be the most experienced at…I mean anyone can see that his…his thing, is finished."
"His thing huh? Looks fine to me." The demon-girl winked at Flagstaff and turned a little smile onto Elanee. "You mean cause it's all kinda soft looking now, right? Don't worry that's an easy fix. We can have him up and about and in and out in no time flat."
"What do you mean 'we'? I have no desire to have him 'up and about'. And I most certainly will not have him," A small shudder passed through her at her next words, " 'in and out'"
"Naw it's easy, come on. Hey look, you don't even have to go near him or touch him. Well at least not yet. We can do other things first. It'll even be fun you'll see."
"No, I most certainly will not see! I do not wish to do anything to… to…arouse him!" At her outburst her cheeks turned bright red and she was unable to look at either of them.
"Look, you don't have to do anything weird or freaky. You can leave that stuff to me, heh." Giving her a big cheery grin Neeshka slipped her arm around the little elf's shoulders again. She flinched slightly but Elanee made no move to push her away this time. "Just do what you were doing before we interrupted you, right?" Somehow the elf's face managed to turn an even darker shade of red. Rolling her eyes the tiefling flashed the wizard a mischievous smile. "That's not so bad is it? I mean you know you enjoy that right? Heh well at least you certainly seemed to be enjoying it. Hells I know I do when I do it." Laughing good naturedly she casually placed a hand on Elanee's thigh just above her knee. The fingers of the hand on her shoulder began to gently caress the skin.
Elanee looked at her in surprise, "But why? I would think since you engage in uh, such activities you would have no need for um, the….that other."
"Well ya of course I don't do it as often obviously. But hey you know it's still a lot of fun sometimes." As she spoke she ever so slowly, began to inch her hand up the druids silken thigh. Flagstaff wisely kept silent this whole time and just watched Neeshka at work with a small smile on his lips.
"But I could not…that is to say it would be indecent to do such a thing with people looking on," Her eyes shyly cut to the body of the wizard. "Such acts may need to be done from time to time, but what you suggest is highly inappropriate." She finally noticed Neeshka's hand drawing nearer to the cleft between her legs and she opened her mouth to speak but her words were lost in the peals of Neeshka's laughter.
"Appropriate? Wow, just wow! Listen to me hon. I think we are past the indecent phase, hey? I mean you did just get a close up view of our cute little mage friend over there spreading me open. And I hate to tell you this little Lanee, but that wasn't exactly water from the falls that dripped on your face. So um I kinda think we are past the 'indecent' part by now, don't you?" Bringing her head nearer to the elf's she slid the hand on Elanee's shoulder up her neck and started running her fingers through the long, silky chestnut hair. "It's kinda like, anything at this point doesn't really matter right? Hells, you might as well enjoy your self. I know it can be kind of awkward with someone watching, so guess what? I'm going to help you out!"
"What are you doing?" Panic streaked Elanee's voice as Neeshka's hand suddenly cupped the warm wet center between her legs. Reflexively her bound hands grabbed the tiefling's wrist but didn't pull her hand away.
"Trust me Elanee, you'll be thanking me soon." With those words the fiery haired tiefling grasped the elf girl's hair and brought their mouths together. Neeshka's soft lips parted slightly allowing her quick tongue to gently tease. As their lips touched the half-demon slipped a finger between Elanee's wet folds, gently stroking her tight opening before moving to the more sensitive bump. Caught off guard by the simultaneous actions Elanee froze for split second, she opened her mouth to protest which proved to be a mistake. As her lips parted, Neeshka's tongue snaked through, caressing the elf's own tongue. Elanee's mind strived to maintain control but the pent up energies of the day's activities were too strong. Images and feelings roared through her mind. The desire she felt as she had watched Flagstaff had burned her loins all day, the jealousy seeing the tiefling and mage exchange deeper glances pulled at her conscience. Feeling the cold water of the pond earlier against her breasts and caressing the folds between her legs, laying on the rock with the mist tingling over her body, the burning heat between her legs as her fingers stroked and caressed and slipped inside while she imagined the young mage's hands on her. Seeing him naked in front of her, feeling his hardness pressed against her, his growth in her hands. Her dreams of being aware of every inch of her skin as his body pressed on hers, knowing he was poised on the brink of entering her. Watching him enter the demon-girl, hearing their passionate cries, feeling the anger and shame, but then underneath those feelings of jealousy, the wish to make it her name he was calling with burning desire. All of these thoughts rushed through her mind, and battled her conscience for control. Her conscience lost.
Releasing Neeshka's wrist she brought her bound hands up between their faces breaking their kiss. At the silent question Neeshka nodded and spoke but Elanee barely heard the tiefling's voice call to Flagstaff, never felt the cool blade of the knife slice her bonds, so absorbed she was in the motions of Neeshka's fingers down below. As soon as her hands became free she half sat up and wound her arms around the demon-girl's neck pulling her mouth back to hers. This time it was the elf's lips parting first, her mouth exploring, demanding, needing. Leaning back she pulled Neeshka to the ground with her, the tiefling partially on top of her, their breasts pressed against each other. Elanee's hips began to arch under the skilled fingers of the rogue. At her third such arch Neeshka swiftly slipped a finger into that tight hole. With a tiny surprised squeal Elanee's fingers dug into Neeshka's back, her whole body arched and twitched and the rogue could feel her finger being squeezed inside the elf. Gasping slightly Elanee loosened her grip on the body on top of her and relaxed back on the ground. Thinking they were now done she allowed her body to relax. But the tiefling's fingers were not done. She began to slide it in and out, caressing Elanee inside as her thumb caressed her sensitive button outside.
"Wha…what are you doing? Wasn't that it?" The tiefling's touch sent shivers through her body.
"Oh no, deary. It's not over yet." The rogue gave her an impish smile. "I still have a few things to show you before I'm done." Elanee felt herself opened wider as Neeshka slipped a second finger inside. She once more attempted to speak but the urging between her legs blocked out her words. Digging her fingers into the dirt beside her she caught her bottom lip between her teeth but was unable to stifle the moan that escaped her lips at Neeshka's probing fingers. Smiling to herself Neeshka felt Elanee squeezing and contracting around her fingers. As Elanee's climax took her a second time, Neeshka looked over at where Flagstaff was sitting slowly stroking himself as he watched. She motioned him over then slid down Elanee's still shivering body and crawled between the elf's legs, her mouth taking the place of her fingers, her butt poised in the air once more, her legs slightly parted. Naked pleasure replaced the startled confusion on Elanee's face as she felt the rogue's tongue slide over her tender places and flick over her dripping entrance. Elanee's eyes immediately focused on Flagstaff as he stood and walked toward them. Desparate hunger marked her face even as she groaned in pleasure under Neeshka's skilled tongue. Kneeling behind Neeshka once again Flagstaff placed the head of his member between Neeshka's eager lips and looked deeply into Elanee's eyes while he thrust all the way inside the rogue's slick tunnel. At his entrance, Neeshka let out a small muffled cry against Elanee's nether regions. The elf's delicate hands clung fiercely in Neeshka's red hair, pressing the little demon's face against her as she arched her hips, her eyes hungrily on Flagstaff. Squeezing Neeshka's face between her thighs she cried out, pressing the horned head tight to her. With a final slide of her tongue Neeshka raised her head from Elanee and leaned back grinding Flagstaff deeper inside her. Smiling dreamily, eyes hooded, she tilted her head back over her shoulder and looked at the wizard, licking her lips. Moving gently in her he eyed her wet chin and cheeks and smiling back at her he leaned toward her and locked his lips on hers passionately, tasting her and Elanee together.
Breaking her lips from his the tiefling whispered softly in his ear. "I think someone else needs a bit of your attention, I could go on with you all night but I'm trying out this whole 'being fair' thing. I can't see any long term uses for it, but we can see how it goes."
"Far be it from me to deny you your whims my dear, very well." Grinning he thrust once more deeply into her then allowed her move forward. Slowly and with a small sigh of regret Neeshka allowed him to slide out of her, and with a twirl of her tail lay down on the ground propped up on an elbow. During their brief interlude, Elanee, seeing them once more together, had sat up folding her legs underneath herself, trying to suppress the all too familiar jealously that ate at her. Her eyes widened slightly seeing Neeshka pull away from him and lay off to the side, and saw Flagstaff finish standing. Seeing him walk the few steps toward her, her chest fluttered and lower down her nethers began to twitch in nervous anticipation. As he stood before her, she had a close up look for the first time of the object that had caused her so many sleepless nights. It was larger then she had envisioned it, and for the second time that night wrapped her delicate fingers around it. Frowning slight she thought it felt different this time, slippery, kind of wet. With that thought came the realization and quickly she took her hand away and involuntarily looked at Neeshka. The tiefling grinned wickedly at her and laughed.
"Oh come on Lanee! How long are you going to milk the whole innocent act? You just had a demon go down on you, are you really going to flinch at a few of her juices on your hand?" Rolling her eyes she looked up at Flagstaff. Winking at her he suggested.
"Why don't you come clean it off for her, Neesh?"
"Hey you know I'd love to, but you've been playing with me all night and need to give the other kiddies a chance to have some fun. Even though it seems they barely know the rules," She paused and slightly smiled at Elanee, "…or have never played before." Elanee had been staring up at the mage gently running her hands over his hips mustering her courage to bring her lips near his glistening member or pull him to the ground. Upon hear the rogue's words her head spun toward her and her eyes widened.
"How in the world can you know…I mean….how in the world can you make that kind of a judgment? You know nothing about my past. Why I could have had many lovers over the years, all of them far better then either of you!" Chin held high she made a brave attempt but her voice quavered slightly and a red flush crept into her cheeks.
Neeshka giggled and cast her a shrewd look. "You mean aside from how clueless you are about absolutely everything?"
Drawing her self up and squaring her shoulders at Neeshka, her brave front was somewhat ruined by her constant glances out of the corner of her eye at the mage patiently standing next to her with a quiet grin on his face. "Perhaps it is only that druids and elves do things a little differently then some of you more barbaric 'civilized' races."
"Barbaric, huh? You didn't seem to mind my barbaric fingers a little while ago," Smiling Neeshka waggled her fingers at her causing the elf to avert her eyes. "And beside every druid I have ever known seemed to have a pretty good idea of what was going on. Mind you they did have pretty weird ideas about fur and…anyways they knew plenty!"
"What? You have lain with a druid? No druid would lower themselves to such an act."
Neeshka calmly arched an eyebrow and smiled at her, "You did." Elanee's mouth opened and closed wordlessly as her face turned a deep red. "Besides I have a much more 'hands on' reason for thinking you've never played this game before." Stretching out on her back she grinned at the mage. "Trust me you are going to have a good time."
Elanee, in her embarrassment and anger had completely forgotten the mage for a moment and his warm hands gently gripped her shoulders, and she quickly recalled their relative positions. He knelt and carefully lay her back to the ground. Looking up at him leaning over her, biting her lower lip in nervousness her legs eagerly parted for him. Climbing between them he ran his hands over her hips, across her stomach and caressed her small firm breasts. Elanee sucked in her breath with a hiss as he gently rocked his hips forward and she felt her lips stretched apart by a gentle pressure on her softly twitching opening.
Chuckling softly Flagstaff braced his hands on the ground to either side of her. "We haven't even started yet little druid."
"Oh by the nine hells Flag! Would you just hurry it up? Get to the good part, I want to enjoy this!" Rolling her eyes and laughing the tiefling crawled over and lay down on her side next to the prone couple. Elanee wrapped her arms around the mages neck and brought her lips to his and tried to drown out the tiefling's presence in the passion of the kiss.
"Does she really need to be here Flag, couldn't just the two of…" Elanee began whispering in his ear but her words were cut off and she gasped loudly. Slowly but forcefully Flagstaff pushed his way into her, groaning loudly as he did. Elanee's eyes squeezed shut, lower lip caught painfully between her teeth as she dug her fingers into Flagstaff's back and shoulders. Her breathing became heavy and she was aware of nothing but the painful stretching and straining between her legs, opening her wider then she thought possible, delving deeper, almost too deep. After moments that seemed to last an eternity she felt his hips against hers and his short curly hairs brushing her groin area. She exhaled the breath she hadn't realized she had been holding. Wincing, she tried to wriggle away a little but his body held her pinned. "I…I think you need to take it out. Something is wrong, this is hurting badly. Thank y…" Feeling him slide out of her she began to relax when once more her words were cut off by him forcefully entering her. His whole body began moving against hers, faster each time. His skin struck hers loudly, penetrating his length all the way into her each time, forcing her open and bruising her inside. Grunting with each thrust, Flagstaff was oblivious to her cries, feeling only the tightness of her gripping hold of him each time he moved inside her. Biting her lip and sobbing softly against the pain in her lower body, feeling as if she would be split apart with each thrust, something deep within the elf's mind responded to the primal lust being vented upon her nether regions. Her traitorous hips began to rise to meet each thrust as if trying to take him in deeper even as her mind rebelled at the pain and savageness of the act. Moving with the pain she became aware of a familiar heat that rose up in her. With each forceful thrust the pain was matched by a wave of intense pleasure. Her gentle sobs became a mingled cry of pain and ecstasy. Seemingly acting of their own accord her legs rose and wrapped themselves high around Flagstaff's waist. Her hips began to meet his just as savagely, her wet center now as eager for each pain filled thrust as he was to foist it upon her. She dragged her nails down his back and let out a scream as her body shook violently against his. He continued his thrusts through her climax, feeling her clinging to him, her wet tight walls squeezing him so tightly as if trying to keep him from leaving. At his continued motion Elanee again felt her bruised body begin to react, and twice more her body rose to meet him, cries of pain and passion echoing across the pond. As she climaxed the final time, with her sweat soaked body plastered to his, her bruised and torn opening clenched and grabbed him until she felt him release into her. His own cry of pleasure mingled with hers. She felt his body twitch then go rigid beneath her hands and felt the heat of the fluids being pumped inside her. Digging her fingers into his back she tightened her legs around him pulling him deeper into her, holding him there. Flagstaff pressed down on her as he felt her slick tunnel milk him dry. Several moments passed with no movement, their foreheads pressed together, their eyes closed.
"That…was…awesome!" Neeshka's voice broke the silence with a gleeful squeal. "I think I came just watching you. Oh that must have felt amazing hey?" She grinned as her body gave a little shiver. "Hey Flag, next time we…"
Neeshka's voiced droned on in Elanee's ears, the words meaningless noise. She kept her eyes closed and reveled in the feel of Flagstaff's sweat soaked skin pressing against hers. Reluctantly opening her eyes, afraid to break the moment she raised her eyelids and found her self staring deeply into the wizard's bright blue eyes inches from her own. And in those eyes she saw something she had dreamed of seeing, but in their travels had begun to believe him incapable of. For an instant in those normally cold harsh eyes, she saw openness, tenderness and compassion. Then like a slammed door it was gone and he was staring coldly down at her. He pulled out of her quickly and she sat up swiftly, her skin suddenly cold where it had been touching his. Her thoughts and emotions were a confused jumble as she heard him cut off Neeshka's rambling.. She attempted to place her hands on his but he roughly pulled them away.
"Neeshka, what…" Flagstaff began.
"….and then you could grab my…" The tiefling was lost in recounting the current fantasy running in through her mind and appeared not to hear him.
"Neeshka!"
"Hmr? Oh, heh did you say something?"
He sighed deeply "I was trying to ask you what time you made it out to be."
"Time? Oh, hrm let me see." She looked up at the moon and appeared to be mumbling to herself. "Yikes! Looks like it's a tail's shake past midnight. I'll hurry back before they start searching for us. Not that Khelgar could find his own foot if there wasn't a keg of ale at the end of it. And well Qara is just as likely to get bored and burn down the forest as actually look for anything. And I don't know about you but getting caught in a forest fire is not the way I imagined ending this night." She winked at Flagstaff and nodded toward Elanee. Turning quickly she disappeared into the woods at a light jog. Realizing that the frown meant for the rogue was wasted, he opened his mouth to speak. Just then Neeshka's voice drifted from the trees, "And I'm taking your shirt since you wrecked mine, Flag!" Scowling and rolling his eyes he quickly stood up and strode over to where his clothes lay in a still damp heap on the ground. Turning his back on her he began dressing, his movements reflecting the anger that was hidden from his face.
Elanee had flinched in pain at his abrupt departure from her. Gently cupping the bruised and swollen flesh between her legs she felt the sticky warmth of him leak through her fingers. Wincing she sat up, her fingers pressed between her legs.
"And will you leave now without speaking?" Her voice was a quiet whisper but it froze him as if her words had physically struck him. Straightening he spoke without turning around, taking an inordinate amount of time and focus tying the waist of his pants.
"What would you have me say? 'Was it good for you?' or perhaps 'It was fun lets do it again sometime.'…or were you waiting for an 'I love you.'?" Even unable to see his face the sneer was evident in his voice.
"Do not do this, Flagstaff." Her eyes were pleading, the pain evident in her voice.
"Do what, druidess? What is it you think has happened here tonight? Because if you are thinking tonight was more then a quick good time then get your god's forsaken head out of your stupid trees." Involuntarily his voice began to rise as he stalked towards her. Standing over her, his last words came out as a shout, his face contorted with sudden rage.
Pale faced and shaking she reached out her hand to him. "I saw something in your eyes Flagstaff, please don't hide from m…." striking her hand away hard he grabbed her by the shoulders and hauled her to her feet.
"You saw nothing, elf!" His words hissed out viciously between clenched teeth. "You were something fun to slip inside of, there was no more to it."
"But your eyes…" She winced as his hands squeezed harder. "You…you must have felt something! What we had here….surely even you must have felt it!"
Sighing heavily, the anger leeched from his face but only to be replaced by the same familiar distance. Releasing her arms he turned away while speaking. "It was your first time Elanee, try not to read too much into it."
Grabbing his arm she spun him around. "Do not give me that filthy lie." Surprised, Elanee allowed her anger to carry her where it would. "I am not some child you have taken advantage of or some cheap whore you have paid for. I am fully aware of what I felt and am feeling and I know…I mean you must have felt….something! ...it was different from when I saw you with…with her." Her anger drained with those words and once more her eyes looked pleadingly into his, searching for some hint, some flicker to peek out from behind those blue eyes, again cold and distant as cloud wreathed mountains.
Grinning crookedly at her he patted her insultingly on the cheek. "My dear Elanee, simply because a jockey rides one horse differently then another does not mean he cares more for that hor…" His head snapped back his teeth clicking together over the last word as it was cut off. Giving his head a shake and rubbing his jaw in astonishment he realized she had slapped him. In his brief moment of shock she flung herself at him and wrapped her arms around his neck and pressing the length of her body against his, grinding against him. Elanee quickly brought her lips to his, kissing him deeply summoning all the passion she could. She felt his hands encircle her hips and for an instant she was sure he would respond to the kiss, to her. Suddenly she was flung backwards, and with a stumble she fell on her back with a small cry of pain. Before she could move she felt a hand on her chest pushing her flat on her back and holding her there. Looking up she flinched away from the expression on the wizard's face. His words, icy and slow, cut Elanee to the quick. "If you ever touch me again elf you will wish you could live to regret it." And then he was gone.
Alone on the ground at the edge of the water, Elanee lay stunned for a long time. Slowly regaining her footing she waded out into the pond until the cool water lapped the edge of her breasts. The water soothed her ravaged mind and body. The soothing chill eased the pain between her legs as it washed the last remains of Flagstaff from her, and she bowed her head. The wind teased her hair across her face and with hands clenched at her sides she allowed the soft silent tears to run down her cheeks and disappear into the pond's ever rippling waters.
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Flagstaff strode into the camp outwardly calm, but seething inside. Neeshka was off to one side laughing at her own story as she entertained the dwarf and the sorceress. Seeing Flag she winked at him and gave a little wave. He forced a small smile in return and ignored the questions about his whereabouts, mumbled something about being tired and crawled under his blankets with his back to the fire. His ears caught the sound of his companion's conversations: Khlegars's concern, Qara's nosey questioning, and Neeshka deftly covering for him. She really did have a knack for that sort of thing. Reflecting to himself he thought it quite fortunate that he had encountered her both for her physical pleasures and mental ones. She was as uncaring for the laws and rules of others as he himself was. Right and wrong were defined by how they applied to themselves and no others. The bodily pleasures she gave him helped to fill an emptiness inside he had not known was there, and many a night visions of her naked, sweating, heaving body had carried him off to sleep. Tonight however, he lay staring off into the dark wood unable to organize his thoughts.
Fool girl, he thought thinking of Elanee, how dare she strike me. I should have burned her to ash where she stood for that insult. If she ever touches me again I swear by Cyric I will kill her! Round and round similar thoughts twirled in his head feeding his rage. Eventually the fire burned down and the others sought their blankets. He felt Neeshka lay down next to him, sensed more then felt her check all her hidden daggers. Satisfied that all was where it should be, she pressed up against him and fell asleep. He drew comfort from her warmth and smiled as he heard her gently call his name in her sleep. This was as close as he had ever imagined he could come to loving anyone or anything. He sighed contentedly and pressed against her. But still sleep did not come to claim him.
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A few hours before dawn, Elanee slipped into the camp, one shadow among many. She paused at the edge of the camp, turning her head from side to side as if searching among the sleeping bodies. Spying the rogue and mage she seemed to stop breathing for a moment, then strode quickly to the far side of the clearing furthest from them. Wrapping herself in a cloak, she curled up beneath a tree and after a few moments her breath took on the even flow of sleep.
Flagstaff watched Elanee's shadowy form as she lay down and fell asleep and finally he closed his eyes and felt himself drift off to sleep.
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