Being the Ranger General of Quel'Thalas, I need to keep up an image of steely resolve and seriousness. I need to look like the model of military discipline and responsibility.
Kael just made that a nearly impossible feat.
Everyday, I'm scheduled for evening muster, when all high elven rangers assemble for daily target practice, and the occasional archer tag games (all rangers hide in the forest and try to "tag" each other with blunt arrows. Last one untagged wins). Kael, besides being the Royal Prince, was also the state's regent, and the highest general in the Quel'Thalassian Army. Naturally, he oversees these musters too, and I have to focus hard on the rangers or I'll look at Kael and blush, then giggle like a girl. The horror.
This evening, I'm running muster as usual, giving commands for the day, and reminders for archer tag next week (No, Traxex, you can't use ice arrows. I don't care if you think you're pioneering the way for drow rangers or whatever those are). Afterwards, I was done issuing my part. With nothing to keep me focused on the rangers anymore (I forgot to dismiss them to practice immediately after instruction), I couldn't resist looking back at Kael. His golden-white armor glinted in the moonlight that made his blonde hair seem to glow with silvery light. His green eyes were focused on me intently before I even looked, and I thought I saw his eyes raise slightly, like they weren't just looking at my shiny back armor.
(A/N: DotA players will remember Traxex. I still don't know if she could actually beat Sylvanas in a bow fight, so comments on possible future appearances in the reviews, please!)
His normal poker face already had me blushing and giggling quietly. This time, he smiled slightly and arched an eyebrow, like Checking me out already, Sylvie?
I just couldn't stop myself. I covered my face and giggled like there was no huge army behind me that had to see me as iron-willed and focused. Then I realized there was a huge army behind me and I looked back. Many of them had confused and surprised looks on their faces. Some of them looked satisfied, like they'd predicted something and it came true. I thought I saw money change hands.
It took all my considerable skill to keep a straight face as I stood at attention again. "D-dismissed, troop. To the target ranges with you."
They saluted and went on their way, my elven ears picking up several snickers and whispers, like "I told you it would happen, Vereesa," and "Shut up! We're not sure yet!"
Oh. My. Sunwell. They were betting on us...
Kael stood up with the other generals, who were giving me a slight frown of concern. I bowed as they saluted, and they all left except for Kael, whose smile grew a bit wider as I felt his mind reach out to telepathically contact me with magic so the other generals couldn't hear.
My chamber. Now. Then you can squeal.
Even in my mind, I was speechless. I silently followed him to his chamber, making sure no one saw us together as we snuck through the palace halls. We walked into his chamber, and I still had my face in my hands to hide my blush while he locked the door and muttered a spell.
"I've muffled the sound magically, and disguised it" he smiled slyly. "I could hold a ballroom party in here and people with their ears pressed to the door wouldn't hear a thing, just Prince Kael chanting and practicing."
I let go and squealed at the top of my lungs. It was embarrassing as hell! I'm the damned Ranger-General! I've faced down ogres and troll war companies alone, and I'm squealing like a...like a...! GIRL. I shuddered inside at the thought. My reverie of embarrassment was interrupted so rudely, yet so pleasantly, by Kael's lips on mine, soft and gentle. I kissed him back, and there was nothing else on this plane of existence. Just me, and my Prince.
Our kiss slowly grew more heated as he pulled me closer, his fingers lightly tracing along my waist. I moaned slightly as I wrapped my arms around him, our bodies pressed together as I fought his tongue for dominance in the kiss. We broke off, and I panted slightly. With my thoughts clearing up, I glared at him, and muttered, "I hate you..."
"And why is that, Sylvie...?" Kael murmured, maddeningly, infuriatingly teasing me. His fingers were still tracing along my waist, and I longed for them to touch... No! Don't think about it, Sylvanas. Focus. You hate him. He made you squeal and giggle in front of an army. He–
I gasped as his lips kissed the curve of my neck. My fingers dug into his back as I shuddered at his touch. "Y-you...embarrassed me... I'm a warrior... Kael... Not –ah– a girl...!"
It only added to my irritation, of course, when he laughed softly. "You are a warrior, Sylvie... But you're a woman too... My woman..."
He added a little later (because I was too busy melting inside to answer), "You don't have to be present for the rest of the day, do you...?"
"N-no..." I said, looking him in the eyes. "Why?"
He smiled that sly smile, and I knew I wouldn't like what that meant. At least...that's what I thought at the time, until I noticed he wasn't going to answer me verbally.
He pulled me closer, and backed me into a wall, his lips locking with mine. I responded automatically, thinking that was all he had in mind, until I gasped, when I felt something poke against my thigh. I looked down, and saw an unmistakable bulge in Kael's pants. I'd have wasted 200 years worth of high elven education if I didn't know what that was. I gazed into his eyes, and saw that it was exactly what he meant.
I felt my cheeks burn as I opened my mouth, trying to find an answer. Unfortunately, it wasn't just my cheeks burning. My whole body was beginning to heat up, especially between my legs. I knew from self-experience that I wouldn't be able to stop myself, but I had to try...
"K-Kael..." I gasped out, my hand fumbling on his chest in a vain attempt to push him away. "W-we can't... What would the other elves say...?"
His eyebrow raised. "Since when did we care what they thought about us?" Then he chuckled slightly.
"What?" I demanded, still blushing.
"If only you could see," he said softly. "The wanton look you had on your face... Don't even try to deny it, Sylvie..."
... Screw it. He was right. I pulled him into another kiss as my hands quickly worked at his armor straps. Our tongues fought, trying to dominate the other, as we stripped each other. Once his armor was off, I kicked my boots off, moaning slightly as he took off my leather jerkin pants. We nearly tore each other's tunics off, my hands hungrily wandering on his muscled, yet lean chest. He unclasped my bra and took it off.
"K-Kael..." I moaned softly as his lean, muscled chest pushed against my breasts. I'd never been like this with a man before. It seems strange, but yes, I'd spent my past 200 years waiting for Kael...
I groaned inaudibly as our chests pushed together, our lips locked as I tangled a hand in her hair. Sylvanas yelped slightly as I pushed closer to her, feeling my member push against her.
"Kael..." she moaned, wanting it, but clearly torn. "W-we're not even married yet..."
"I want to give this to you..." I murmured into her ear gently. "For keeping you waiting so long..."
"Two hundred years, in fact," she grumbled slightly, blushing a light crimson.
"Exactly," I flashed a light smile at her before I took off my pants, exposing my bare member. Her jaw dropped, and she covered her face. By the time she took her hands away from her face, I'd carried her to the bed and was on top of her. "Say it. Say you want it."
"No! I-I can't, it's embarrassing!" she kept her face covered, as I rolled my eyes, and took off her panties with a telekinetic pull. She squealed even louder, and closed like a shell, covering herself as best she could with...nothing. I pried her arms apart, revealing her blushing, trying-to-be-angry face, which I kissed promptly, our bodies pressing together in all the right places.
She let out a soft, lusty moan as I tore my lips away to trail kisses down her neck, to her cleavage, then I took a breast in my mouth, my tongue licking at it gently.
"More, Kael," she moaned, her hands grasping for my head. I smirked, and bit gently, my teeth sinking into her breast. She gasped, begging me to stop, but in a moment, she was moaning even more. "Kael!"
I trailed lower, her breath tensing as I kissed down her smooth, toned stomach. "Ah!" she whimpered in pleasure as my breath tickled her womanhood, then nearly screamed as she arched her back, my tongue licking it fast. "Haaaaah! Kael! Please..."
"Please what?" I looked up, smiling. I bit her clitoris gently, eliciting a loud scream from her, her lust evident.
"Please... I'm so...wet..." she moaned insistently, her face now red, not just from blushing, but from the heat spreading around her body fast as I aroused her. "Kael... I want you..."
"Want me to what...?" I smiled wider, my fingers playing at her entrance, going in and out, first one, then two, then three, her pleadings laced with loud moans and curses.
"Make love to me..." she moaned, as she pulled me on top of her, hungrily kissing me as I positioned myself, lust and love overtaking me, my needs clouding me. My member pierced her womanhood, and she gasped, tears forming in her eyes, the realization that she was still a virgin hitting me.
"Sylvie, I'm so sorry!" I apologized regretfully, kissing her tears away. "I'm so sorry..."
"Ahhh... Kael..." she moaned, her voice wanton. "More... Feels so...good!"
"Sylvie..." I kissed her deeply, as I pulled back, and thrust inside, Sylvanas moaning into our kiss loudly, our rhythm soon spiking up as wet smacks and her lusty moans echoed in my room. She was so tight, and so wet, I couldn't...
I pulled out, and Sylvanas gasped, panting, and looking a bit disappointed. "I-I'm sorry... I nearly..." I blushed myself, berating myself for poor performance.
Sylvanas giggled, and drew closer, her hand wrapping around my shaft, wet with her juices and blood, jerking it slightly. She whispered in my ear, "I love a man who can dominate me... Make me scream for more when I said no..."
"What are you saying...? Sylvie...?" I asked, somewhat surprised at her sudden change in attitude.
"No more soft words and gentleness, Kael... Fuck me..." she whispered, her voice laced with naughty, lusty tones. "Give me all of you..."
I felt like a fresh energy surge flowed through me as I smiled, and used magic to lift her and turn her around, placing her on her hands and knees, much to her surprise. I positioned myself behind her, my hands gripping her hips. "K-Kael..."
I entered her without warning, my member penetrating her womanhood all the way in, her tight and wet walls hugging my cock hungrily.
"A-aaaaah...! Kael! More... Please!" she moaned, her back arching as I started to pump in and out of her gently, my right hand moving to squeeze her pale, round ass. She yelped as I did this, and moaned some more. "Harder! Harder!"
She wanted domination? I had it. I leaned in, stopping as I whispered to her, "You want it so bad...? Say my name... My real name..."
She stopped, and shook her head vehemently. "N-no! I'll never call you that...!"
"You want it... Gotta say it..." I smirked, as she moaned when I pulled out a little, only to scream when I slammed back into her womb.
"N-Never! K-Kael..." she grit her teeth, clearly torn, wanting it so badly, that she would obviously break.
"Say it..." I whispered languidly, my fingers finding her nipple, and pinching it, just as I sent two fingers inside her womanhood with my cock.
"P-Prince Kael'thas...!" she screamed, her eyes clouding with lust. "P-please... Fuck me!"
How could I turn down her request? I pulled out my fingers, but set them to work thumbing her clitoris instead as I wildly thrust into her. Her moans would've woken the castle had I not cast the silencing spell.
"More, Kael, fuck me more!" she moaned as she started to push back, doubling the force whenever I plunged into her, relentlessly. "Ahhh! You're so...hard!"
I started to groan as we lost ourselves to our lust, her lusty screams piercing the air as she begged for my cock, her walls seeming to get tighter and wetter with every desperate thrust into her womanhood. We weren't the Prince and Ranger-General anymore... Just two animals, bent on one thing: the burning release of our sex.
I sensed the release nearing, the pressure inside my cock building as I held it back, intent on satisfying her. I pulled out, laying her on her back as I thrust back inside, her wanton moans hypnotizing me as I pounded her, a slave to her beauty, her love.
"Ah! Ah! Ah!Kael, I'm so close!" she panted, her lusty, desperate eyes binding me to her as she wrapped her arms around my neck, and her legs around my hips, using that to pull me in closer, deepening each thrust.
"Sylvie... I'm going to..." I groaned, my thoughts lost as I locked lips with her ravenously, our tongues fighting for dominance as I went over the edge.
"Ahhhhhh! Kael!" she screamed as she came, her juices spilling onto me as her walls tightened like a vice, milking me of my cum, then I could hold it back no longer. I groaned loudly, my searing white seed invading her womb, wave upon wave spilling from my cock as I hilted myself in her, riding out our orgasms.
"I love you, Sylvanas Windrunner," I murmured as I pulled out, and lay beside her, pulling the covers over us and kissing her lovingly. She was mine... And I was hers. I forgot for a moment that we were royal officials of Quel'Thalas. Right now, we were just two high-elves, madly in love.
"I love you too, Kael'thas Sunstrider," she whispered, sighing happily as we pulled into each other's arms, and rested in the afterglow, agreeing to spend the night here, with no words needed. I looked her in the eyes, as mine were closing, and so were hers, from the exhaustion, and I needed to say one more thing.
"Forever?"
"Forever."
A/N: I'm so, so, so sorry for the late update! I was so busy with college life, and just couldn't find time and inspiration to do it... But hey, here it is now, and I hope you enjoy~ But not too much, perhaps~ ^w~