A/N: So, we come to the chapter in which Leah and Viconia go out on a date, which inevitably results in hawt sexy-times. Still, if you have read the story this far, I can't imagine why you would be surprised about this development! In any case, I have tried to keep the lengthy love scene tasteful, tender and explicit at the same time, which is actually a devilishly hard undertaking. Feedback is very much appreciated. And please, be aware that this is not exactly material suited for workplace reading. ;)
Chapter 35
Leah's anger only continued to grow as the full ramifications of Edwin's unexpected treachery began to sink in. It wasn't just that Reyna and Onvo had been denied of return home, or that Valygar was now stuck on the Planar Sphere with the Red Wizard, his fate uncertain. They had left quite a few valuable items behind in the sphere, believing that they would have the time to return and retrieve them at a later time, which was no longer an option. Indeed, there was not much aside from Viconia's new gauntlets and some spell scrolls and magical jewelry looted from the corpse of Tolgerias, that they had managed to collect as neither the feral halflings nor the various guardians of the sphere appeared in great need of coin.
Certainly, there had been some caches of valuables that they had looted, but all in all, putting everything together, their material gain from the Planar Sphere venture barely reached two thousand in gold, an amount that Leah considered pathetic, given the risks involved. Not to mention that they had also managed to kill their employer in Tolgerias and as such would be denied their promised reward, not that anyone truly regretted the Cowled Wizard's death, the man had been completely despicable and unworthy to even become worm food. At the frustrating end of their planar adventures, their total fortune stood at sixteen thousand gold, one thousand short of their goal and still with many equipment needs unmet.
There was also the question of what to do with the unfortunately stranded Solamnic Knights, Reyna and Onvo after a brief deliberation stating that they wished to remain in Leah's company, needing someone to be their guide in this strange new world they had ended up in. Leah had seen their skill in battle and judged it to be impressive, so she was not unhappy about this development, even if privately she felt sorry for the two knights. The best she could do for them right now was to hire them a room at the Copper Coronet and allow them to slowly start becoming accustomed with their new surroundings, which at least were better than the prison-like sphere.
With everyone settled back at the Copper Coronet, it was finally time for Leah to sit down and contemplate her next move. It surprised her that while it seemed that only a few hours, perhaps half a day had passed on the sphere, full two days had expired here on Abeir-Toril, which meant that Anomen's trial was coming up the day after, something that Leah did not want to miss, feeling as if she had to be there and support the young Helmite. There was also the murder case in the Bridge District, and she had made her promise to help Lieutenant Aegisfield get to the bottom of the puzzling matter, not simply out of the goodness of her heart, but also because she knew that the coffers of the city were deep and the reward ought to be generous. Leah also recalled that Sir Keldorn had asked her to seek him out after they were done with the Planar Sphere, and while she was intrigued to find out what the Inquisitor wanted to share with her, it was already afternoon and she felt a little exhausted after their planar adventures. Knowing that Keldorn would be there for Anomen's trial tomorrow, the young priestess did not feel bad about delaying their talk for that short while.
All this meant that unless they were eager to tackle the Bridge District investigation, Leah and her group currently had no urgent tasks to pursue. Maybe this could be that free evening I have been looking forward to for so long? Leah thought to herself, rearing her head from the pillow of her bed and looking at Viconia, sitting at a table opposite to her, the dark elf busy cleaning her new magical gauntlets, focused expression on her face as she worked diligently to remove the 'foul stench of feral scum' from her new and precious possession.
Leah's eyes fell on the nightstand by her bed, and the Sigil Troupe pamphlet lying there, instantly giving the young priestess an idea. She picked up the pamphlet and rose from the bed, approaching Viconia and then allowing the parchment to float downwards and lay in front of the dark elf.
"Is that an invitation?" the Sharran immediately put the gauntlets away and looked up at her curiously.
"After this whole business with the sphere, I feel like we have earned an evening of rest and relaxation," Leah smiled. "And pathetic rivvin culture, of course!"
"Actually, the name of the band implies that they might be planar travelers," Viconia pointed out with a chuckle. "And yes, I have had more than enough of planar adventures, but I am willing to give this theatre troupe a chance... and look, conveniently they perform every evening."
"I noticed that," Leah nodded. "We have around four hours to get ourselves ready. I'd like to look pretty when attending a play, but... not sure how we could arrange that. It would be ill-advised to walk around the slums wearing glamorous dresses, especially if we are returning late after midnight..."
"Hmm… I am sure there must be a solution," Viconia said, her voice becoming a throaty purr as she grinned at Leah. "We will think of something, because I definitely do want to see you wearing the dress you had on at Coprith's party..."
"Umm... only if you're wearing the dress that I know you kept after our game of dressing up as courtesans..." Leah managed to utter, blushing madly at the memories of how enchanting the dark elf had looked in that amazingly revealing purple dress of hers.
"I think that can be arranged, little jalil," Viconia replied with an excited spark in her eyes. "Here is what we should do. We will bring our dresses and other belongings with us in backpacks, and we will rent rooms at this Five Flagons Inn or any other establishment nearby. We will then use these rooms to change… this way we can visit the theatre play without attracting attention from the wrong kind of slum-dwellers."
"You know what, Viconia... that is a brilliant idea!" Leah exclaimed, looking thrilled. "Sure, those rooms will probably cost a lot, but... I think we can afford it. And maybe I can even get a decent bath there... Milil knows, Hendak tries very hard, but a Northerner barbarian's idea of personal hygiene is... rather different from ours, I suspect..."
"Yes, I have noticed that," Viconia sighed. "But I suppose we should get ready."
"Aye, feel free to start packing, I'm just going to find Jaheira and tell her where to find us in case of an emergency," Leah replied.
"Is there truly a need for the interfering busybody to know of our plans?" Viconia frowned.
"It's just not good practice for the 'omnipotent leader' to disappear without a trace," Leah pointed out. "Also, you would not believe the kind of chewing out I would get from her later, so really, I'm just trying to save myself from a world of hurt." Viconia merely laughed and shook her head at that as the young priestess ran out of the room, quickly picking her way downstairs to find Jaheira sitting at one of the tables with Reyna and Onvo, telling something to the two Solamnic Knights. Onvo had actually procured some ink, a quill and a parchment, writing down some of the things that Jaheira was slowly explaining to them.
"Yes, Leah, is there something you need?" Jaheira immediately noticed her approaching. "I am trying to impart some basic concepts and traditions practiced in Amn to our new friends... if only to save them from any trouble later."
"Jaheira is being extremely helpful," Reyna nodded gratefully. "We are both very appreciative. If Onvo and I are forced to remain on your world for the rest of our lives, well... we should just try and make the best of our situation, instead of sitting with our hands in our laps and lamenting about our sad fates."
"That's an excellent attitude to have," Leah smiled, then giving Jaheira a pointed stare. "Could we have a moment in private, please?"
"Yes, is something wrong, Leah?" Jaheira was immediately at her side, looking concerned as she led the girl aside.
"No… no, on the contrary, for once nothing is wrong," Leah hastily explained. "It's just that we have an opportunity to enjoy a nice, quiet evening, and I was thinking of visiting the theatre at the Bridge District."
"And you would like me to accompany you?" Jaheira asked. "Truth be told, there is still much left to teach to Reyna and Onvo, but if you wanted to go-..."
"I, umm, no, I already have Viconia accompanying me," Leah explained, stuttering a little as she spoke. "Uh, I just wanted you to know that... well, if there's an emergency, you can probably find us at the Five Flagons..."
"You're going to visit a theatre play with Viconia, just the two of you?" Jaheira asked, her brow furrowing, especially at how a deep blush began to spread across Leah's cheeks. "Are you sure this is wise?" the druidess pressed.
"How... how do you mean that?" Leah managed; not feeling entirely certain she understood what Jaheira was getting at.
"I simply meant that..." the half-elf began to explain, then hesitating a little as if unsure of how to proceed. "I simply meant that the Bridge District could be very unsafe after midnight, considering all those murders," she finally finished, although Leah could not shake off the feeling that the druidess had wanted to say something else. "There could be safety in numbers when traversing those dark streets."
"Oh... you don't need to worry about that, Jaheira," Leah forced a smile on her lips. "We won't be wandering around after midnight, we'll rent some rooms at the Five Flagons and stay there overnight."
"Well... if you are certain that this is what you want... I mean, if you think that it is wise," Jaheira quickly corrected herself, appearing a little uncomfortable. "Thank you for telling me," she added before returning to Reyna and Onvo, leaving Leah standing at the bottom of the stairs and feeling a little flabbergasted.
Even though Leah was excited beyond belief about spending an evening of culture and relaxation together with Viconia, during their brief walk from the slums to the Bridge District, her thoughts remained solely on Jaheira's odd reaction to the news. Earlier, the druidess had warned her not to try and force herself to feel something she wasn't capable of feeling for Anomen, and had even dropped in subtle hints that Leah should never think that there was something wrong with her because she was attracted to women. She had taken it as a quiet encouragement to explore her attraction to Viconia, and yet now when she was acting upon it, it felt as if Jaheira suddenly did not approve, and Leah could not make any sense of why the druidess would be acting in this way. It almost felt like a... finely controlled jealousy? No, but that is ridiculous... impossible, even. Jaheira and Khalid were married for what, twenty years? She prefers men... and even if she didn't, I don't think someone as young and immature as me would be her type, not really... I mean, it would be seriously odd if... even if Jaheira is very beautiful, it would just feel... very strange...
"I'm sorry to say that they only had one free room left, abbil," Viconia interrupted Leah's musings, returning to her in the common hall of the Five Flagons, the drow having chatted with the halfling proprietor of the place. "But they are going to prepare two steamy hot baths in the bathing chambers, so that we should be able to get ready and dressed before the play begins."
"That's wonderful," Leah replied, quickly shaking the last remnants of her thoughts about Jaheira out of her mind, smiling at the drow and feeling a pleasant tingle from the prospects of an exciting evening to come spreading throughout her, allowing herself to be taken over by Viconia's charm until nothing else felt important enough to consider.
The room was both spacious and glamorous, and well worth the thirty gold coins that they had to part with for the evening, which fortunately included the price for admission to the theatre play as well. It featured a large double bed, making Leah stare suspiciously at Viconia and wonder whether the drow was trying to arrange something, but on the other hand, it wasn't as if they hadn't shared a bed before during their travels, so this was nothing extraordinary, especially if there really was only room left to rent. They had barely managed to unpack their bags when a halfling servant girl brought them fresh towels and other bathing implements, announcing that their baths were ready before taking them to the bathing chambers. Fortunately for Leah, all the baths were in their own small chamber, because she was keenly aware that watching Viconia taking a bath would have probably caused her to self-combust or simply melt and dissolve into the warm water of her own bathtub.
Leah was the first to be done with her bath, heading back to their room and asking the halfling maid to procure something like a folding screen for her, which she then used to create a tiny closed off space around one of the wall mirrors. It was not that she was shy of Viconia seeing her naked, Milil forbid, secretly she wanted the drow to see and enjoy her nude body, but she simply did not want the dark elf to watch her during the process of preparations. She wanted Viconia to see the marvelous end product, to be mesmerized and stunned by it.
Some generous time later, when a loud bell rang downstairs, announcing that it was a quarter of an hour to the start of the play, Leah finally emerged from behind the folding screen, feeling satisfied with her looks and ready to dazzle Viconia with her appearance. But as she was faced with the drow's own stunning beauty, the expanse of tantalizing dusky skin displayed by the revealing purple dress, Leah could not focus on Viconia's reaction to her dress, only being capable of staring dumbfounded at the dark elf's striking appearance. For a moment, the young Sorlyn considered the idea of skipping the theatre play altogether and instead remaining in their room for the rest of the evening, spending the entire night slowly peeling Viconia out of her gorgeous dress, or allowing the drow to do the same with her.
"I... approve wholeheartedly, my little jalil," Viconia said, searing desire in her heated stare. "We should find seats in the front row and see if we can distract some of the actors with our stunning good looks."
"Hmm, that sounds like a worthy challenge to me," Leah laughed, glad that Viconia's voice had distracted her from too blatant staring at the drow's supple cleavage. "Shall we be off, my lady?" she asked with a teasing wink, extending her arm for Viconia, an invitation that was quickly accepted, the pair eventually walking downstairs to enter the relatively small but cozy theatre, the hall having the capacity to accept around one hundred and twenty visitors, perhaps more, but it would be an unpleasantly tight squeeze.
As it stood currently, there were maybe one or two empty seats in the audience, but overall the hall appeared rather packed. Half an hour into the play, Leah had to admit that she saw the reason for it, the Sigil Troupe seemed very talented indeed, perhaps the best performers that she had seen outside of Baldur's Gate. The play had a very interesting plot, set in the southern neighboring country of Tethyr and focusing on the intrigue and different power plays surrounding the royal family and the prominent noble houses. Leah briefly wondered whether Jaheira would have found the play especially interesting because of her past, but then again, the druidess did not seem to enjoy recalling the bloody downfall of Tethyrian monarchy that had robbed her of both parents and a normal childhood.
"The actor who plays the king's son," Viconia suddenly whispered in her ear. "He keeps staring at us the whole time. Did you see him winking at us just now?"
"No… I'm sure you're only imagining that," Leah chuckled, but starting to closely watch the handsome elf-like thespian in one of the lead roles. "My god... he really did wink at us!" she soon had to concede that the drow had been correct. "How very unprofessional from him!"
"Let's see if we can make him appear even more unprofessional..." Viconia drawled, leaning closer to Leah, the younger woman holding her breath when the drow pressed her soft lips against her cheek in a tender kiss. Leah continued to watch the actor on the stage, looking at them with wide eyes and promptly forgetting to speak his next line.
"Careful, Viconia, it looks like his head might swell and explode," Leah chuckled when the drow finally pulled away.
"Wouldn't that be something worth seeing, though?" Viconia grinned. "Come on, Leah, let's see what happens when we do this..." The young Sorlyn felt Viconia's fingertips tracing her chin, gently turning her head and then claiming her lips in a teasing, sensual kiss, Leah barely able to keep her eyes focused on the stage in order to observe the actor's reaction. Sure enough, upon seeing them lip-locked, the king's son lost himself in the middle of his sentence and could not recapture his poise for a while, prompting a chorus of discontent booing from the audience.
"Please, Viconia, that's enough, as fun as it is, we are ruining the play for the others," Leah whispered reluctantly, the sweetness of their kiss having left her dizzy.
"If you wish," Viconia smiled, chuckling when she noticed the actor glaring angrily at them.
As the overall enjoyable play eventually came to an end several hours later, the actors came back on stage to accept the generous applause from the audience. Only one of them appeared rather surly and frowning, an attractive blue-haired man, reluctantly apologizing to the public for his botched up lines and doing so with a very sour expression on his face.
"What an odd looking elf," Leah commented on the man's countenance.
"I don't think that he is an elf, abbil," Viconia corrected her as they got up to leave. "This troupe truly seem to be planar travelers from Sigil, in which case I should be right in thinking that most of them are not elves but tieflings. I have met their kind before, and they are... tricky to deal with."
Viconia's theory proved correct, as they learned some time later, sitting at a private table in the common room of the Five Flagons and enjoying the atmosphere of a kind of an after-party following the theatre play, most of the actors coming upstairs to join the audience and spending the rest of the night in exciting conversations and sharing bottles of wine with their admirers. The blue-haired man had also appeared briefly, looking displeased, but an imperious looking attractive woman with the same elven-like high cheekbones and pointed long ears, probably another tiefling, had intercepted him and given the man a verbal lashing after which he slinked off like a whipped canine. One of the actresses, who briefly stopped to chat with Leah and Viconia, explained to them that the woman was Raelis Shai, the leader of their troupe, and currently fuming in anger over the poor performance of their lead actor, Haer'Dalis.
"It has been a wonderful evening, hasn't it, my little jalil?" Viconia asked, smiling at Leah as they finished off the second wine bottle of the night. "I thank you for this excellent idea to come here."
"I really enjoyed myself as well, Viconia," Leah smiled back. "It was... a perfect evening, really."
"There is only one thing that could make it even better," Viconia spoke softly, taking Leah's hands in hers, the young human blushing heatedly from the intense stare in the drow's eyes. "You made a resolution back at the Planar Sphere. It is not my intent to try and force you, but..."
"I know... and you've been... very patient with me," Leah replied gratefully. Her eyes roamed over Viconia's beautiful face, the tantalizing dusky skin of her naked shoulders, and the mouth-watering, perfect valley of her supple breasts... I want Viconia... I want her so much; I've already admitted that to myself. And I promised myself to no longer be afraid of what I want. Why should I fight so hard to deny myself something so wonderful? "Viconia, I... I think I am... ready," she added quietly.
"Come with me, then," the drow smiled as hand in hand they rose from the table and headed up the stairs towards their room. They were perhaps halfway up the stairs, out of the sight of those sitting in the common room, when Viconia suddenly stopped Leah and pressed the young priestess with her back against the wall, immediately closing in on the human and beginning to kiss her ravenously, hungrily, leaving them both breathless when they parted. "Patient I might have been, but your stubbornness has been testing even my limits, Leah," the dark elf chuckled. "I am not used to others being able to withstand my charms for this long."
"Trust me, I had to put up fiercer inner struggle than against the temptations of my dark heritage," Leah laughed. "Oh, and Viconia... you never did intend to rent two rooms even if they were available, right?"
In response, Viconia recaptured Leah's lips and began to kiss her deeply, as in the meanwhile her hands began to wander around the girl's body, one hand eventually sneaking in between their bodies and forcing its way between Leah's legs. The young girl's eyes flew open with surprise as she moaned in Viconia's mouth, reflexively grinding her hips against the heel of the dark elf's hand. "Do you really think we would have needed that second room?" the drow winked at the younger woman.
"No… gods, I don't think so," Leah panted heavily, looking a little glassy eyed as she whispered to the drow. "Please, Viconia... take me to our room... I need you to... to make love to me..."
Over the several centuries of her life, Viconia de Vir had taken countless lovers. She considered herself to have become somewhat of a callous cynic when things came to sex. In the Underdark, all they cared about was the perfect technique to satisfy a partner, but emotions were never something that was associated with the act itself. She had heard the surfacers sprouting nonsense that sex with a partner for whom you felt genuine attraction was far more enjoyable, but her own encounters with surfacers were hardly flattering to their skill, so it did not appear as if they knew what they were talking about. Those who had earned their opportunity to exert themselves with her had all been revolting males, capable of thinking only about their own pleasure and not at all about the needs of their partner, their skill lacking pathetically when compared with the lovers she had left behind in the Underdark.
Still, considering all her previous experiences, Viconia was strangely surprised at how different this night felt already, and nothing much had even happened yet. She had dragged Leah back to their room where they had hastily consumed another bottle of red wine before ending up in the large bed, Viconia lying on top of the squirming, eager young woman, clumsily but excitedly responding to her measured kisses, her trembling hands tangled in the drow's hair, caressing the naked skin of her back and shyly tugging on her dress, as if wanting to have more to explore, but not quite daring to take the initiative. There was something in Leah's responses that Viconia had never encountered in any lover she had taken before, and to her great astonishment... she realized that the experience was making her dizzy with lust, even if Leah had no skill as a lover to speak of.
Suddenly needing more, Viconia pulled away from the girl's lips, a strange tugging feeling within her chest as she watched the young woman underneath her panting heavily, her beautiful brown eyes half lidded from the intense pleasure she was feeling already. Viconia unexpectedly found herself trembling with a powerful need to possess this beautiful creature, to claim her in every way possible, to show her the true heights of pleasure only a drow could bestow upon her. Leah offered only token resistance and gave up very quickly when Viconia began to remove her enchanting red dress, eventually pushing it down to her hips and exposing the girl's breasts to her hungry stare.
As Viconia began to roll her lover's nipples between her fingers, alternating with soft, teasing pinches, she instantly realized what about the entire experience was making her so incredibly aroused. Leah was so amazingly responsive to everything she did to her, every caress caused a tremble, every pass of her lips and her tongue prompted a reflexive twitch and a tender sigh escaping the human's parted lips. But as Viconia took one of the stiff nipples in her mouth and began to worry the sensitive bud between her teeth, it was the noises that Leah made that caused the drow's core burn insufferably hot with need and desire, aching completion. The tiny mewling noises that fell from the girl's lips, together with the soft hitch of her breath... the response made Viconia's head spin with mad desire, urging her to move on, to rush even if she had promised herself to go slowly with her inexperienced lover.
Fortunately, Leah was well beyond the point where she still felt any shame or hesitation, and when Viconia leaned back and began to remove her dress altogether, the girl eagerly helped her take off her damp underclothes as well, remaining gloriously nude before the dark elf's appraising stare. Viconia ran her hands upwards from Leah's knees, moving across the impossibly soft skin of the girl's inner thighs, applying gentle pressure to spread her legs apart, and after a little bit of coaxing Leah finally gave in, the girl shyly turning her head away, blushing and averting her stare as she exposed her sex to her would-be lover. Viconia was surprised at how strongly her heart was hammering inside her chest as she stared as if transfixed at the beauty before her, the inviting thatch of dark brown hair above the junction of Leah's legs, the glistening folds of her sex, soaked slick and swollen, the sight pulling Viconia in and she was unable to resist it, descending upon the trembling girl who was eagerly expecting her touch.
Still, it did not take long for Viconia's brow to furrow in slight confusion, as she failed to discover something she had expected to encounter when first making love to the young human. "Little jalil, have you been lying to me about still being a virgin?" she purred, her breath hot against Leah's exposed sex, the girl struggling with the urge to raise her hips to meet the drow's mouth.
"What? Oh... no… if you mean that... well, when you spend as much time as I have on horseback... that problem kind of takes care of itself..." Leah managed by the way of explanation.
"So... one could say that your virginity was claimed by a horse?" Viconia laughed despite herself.
"Oh... do shut up..." Leah panted. "You are really... killing the mood..."
"Can't have that," Viconia grinned, unexpectedly dipping lower and running the silky soft tip of her tongue through the girl's soaked folds, eliciting a litany of low moans from Leah's throat as the drow gathered the first taste of her new lover. Leah was not her first female lover, and probably not even her hundredth first, but she was the first human female Viconia would lay with, so this was a new experience for her in more than one way. The taste was difficult to describe, but then there was no need to do so, when Viconia immediately knew from the first pass of her tongue that the flavor was something she could easily get addicted to, as was the girl's amazing reaction to her touch.
"This is... so good..." Leah moaned as Viconia's clever tongue continued to lap up the wetness from her swollen folds. "Why... did I fight... to deny this to myself..."
Oh, it is only the very beginning, and she's already melting in my arms like this? Viconia thought to herself, grinning inwardly as she subtly pulled Leah's folds apart, exposing the tiny bud of pleasure above her sex and then quickly capturing it between her soft lips, sucking on it as Leah froze minutely before her hips tried to slam upwards and a deep moan escaped her mouth. Viconia, however, did not feel like giving the girl any respite, replacing the suckling motion with gentle flicks of her tongue, then drawing circles around the sensitive, throbbing bud, Leah's gasps and moans filling the room, the twitch of her abdominal muscles alerting the dark elf that her lover was nearing the inevitable release.
"Viconia... I don't think... I can..." the girl panted in-between her desperate moans, her slender fingers entangled in the drow's white hair.
"Don't think, just enjoy," Viconia said softly, releasing her precious prize for a moment.
"I don't... don't want this... to end..." Leah gasped, her legs squeezing tight around Viconia's midriff, toes curled as a precursor to her orgasm.
"I'm not going to stop, little one," Viconia reassured her lover, then bending back to her task, recapturing the stiff point between her lips and starting to worry it, the softest possible grazing with her teeth that instantly made the girl stiffen and shudder in her arms. The drow placed her hand over the girl's hot sex, coating it with the warm wetness from her folds, continuing to flick her tongue against Leah's throbbing clit, listening how her lover's cries of delight threatened to reach their crescendo. "Come for me, Leah," she whispered, pleased when on the next circling motion of her tongue the girl did just that, freezing for a moment and then twitching against Viconia's mouth as she surrendered in countless infinitesimal shudders, crying out in her release, a fresh wave of wetness spilling and coating the dark elf's digits.
"That was... that was..." the young Sorlyn panted, her body still rocking with aftershocks, struggling to recover from the intense experience.
"That was wonderful… but I don't think you've released all the tension that I know you have been building up," Viconia purred, idly licking some of Leah's wetness from her fingers. "And like I said earlier... I'm not planning to stop," she grinned wickedly as she plunged back in and recaptured Leah's stiff, over-sensitized clit between her lips.
Leah cried out in surprise and her head fell back heavily against the pillows. The girl's legs wrapped tightly around Viconia's midriff, heels digging deep into the dark elf's sides, but Viconia ignored the tiny discomfort and instead continued her assault on Leah's senses. As another surge of wetness coated Leah's sex, Viconia ran her slender fingers through the swollen folds before surprising the girl even further by suddenly plunging two digits between her folds and burying them deep inside Leah's tight, clinging heat.
"What... what are you..." Leah tried, but the power of speech appeared to have deserted the girl, reducing her to a shivering mass capable only of needy mewls, tiny gasps and longing moans. "Going to... kill me..." she finally managed, twitching powerfully against Viconia's mouth as the drow began a gentle thrusting motion with her fingers, driving the girl mad with pleasure and pushing her towards another culmination.
Viconia was astonished at how incredibly tight the girl felt, though given that she had never before made love to a virgin, she hadn't really known what to expect. The girl was clenching around her two fingers with such force that Viconia almost wondered whether Leah could break her fingers this way, unlikely as that seemed. Adding another digit was simply not an option, at least not right now, not that there was any need for it, the girl was threatening to come again any moment already without Viconia having to put in any real effort. The drow did not even have to curl her fingers and search for any particularly sensitive spots to hit, Leah was so over-sensitive that the light thrusting motion and the gentle suckling of her clit was more than enough. Viconia felt Leah tensing like a cord once more, remaining frozen for a moment and releasing incoherent, high-pitched moans, before dissolving into whimpers, pulsating against Viconia's tongue and around her fingers, another orgasm claiming the girl as she weakly collapsed on top of the sheets.
Viconia gently stroked the young human through the aftershocks and once she had calmed down, gently removed her dripping fingers, sitting up on her haunches and looking at the beautiful mess before her, Leah still panting lightly, expression of pure bliss in her half hooded eyes. For some reason, the sight made Viconia feel... it was hard to even put her feelings into words. Proud? Protective? Perhaps... perhaps even... content? I thought such feelings would be denied to me, after all this time.
She suddenly felt a powerful need to feel Leah's warm, moist skin against her own naked flesh, quickly starting to slip her purple dress off her shoulders, aware that the girl was watching how she stripped with great interest. Viconia allowed the dress to fall down to her midriff before starting to caress her own breasts, sighing as she pinched her almost painfully hard nipples, so incredibly aroused from the unforgettable experience of satisfying her inexperienced lover. With Leah watching her like enchanted, Viconia finally removed her dress altogether, together with her embarrassingly wet and soaked underclothes, a testament to her own arousal. Fully naked, just like her lover, she slid back on top of Leah, their lips meeting in a searing, passionate kiss.
Having rolled around in the bed for a while, unable to get enough of the kisses and the tender caresses, Leah was the first one to pull away once she had ended up on top of the drow. "I think I could just spend the rest of the night simply kissing you," she admitted with a deep flush in her cheeks. "But... I'm thinking you probably want more at this point..."
"I do not want to press you into too much too soon, little one," Viconia replied softly, even if her core still pulsed with searing heat, aching for satisfaction.
"But I would like to try..." Leah whispered, the tiredness in her eyes instantly replaced with hunger and eagerness.
"Well... I'm not going to stop you..." Viconia grinned, responding to yet another quick kiss before Leah pulled away and began to slide down the drow's amazing body, slick with perspiration, most of which admittedly was Leah's own. In truth, Viconia did not expect much from her inexperienced lover, but with her sex already slick with wetness, throbbing with need from the contact with Leah's soft thigh, the dark elf knew that she would not need much stimulation in order to reach and cross the sweet threshold of pleasure.
However, when Leah gently pressed her heaving breasts together and began to flick her tongue against her nipples, slow, deliberate passes over each stone-hard bud in turn, Viconia was pleasantly surprised at how delightful Leah's ministrations felt. With some curiosity, her pleasure-addled mind noticed that Leah was not simply copying what Viconia had done to her, and while she could have probably pointed out at least half a dozen details on how Leah could improve her technique, right now she was simply too aroused to care. "Mhm, that is... very nice, little jalil..." Viconia whispered, thoroughly enjoying the girl's attentions. "Where did you learn to do that?"
"Oh, it's something that Trixi Lovegood did to Lexi Sweetlips in the 'Search of the Golden Banana'," Leah explained, pulling away from Viconia's breasts and then laughing when she saw the blank expression on the drow's face. "It's a book I read back in Candlekeep. Umm... one of many similar books, actually..."
"Well, then... I am curious to see what else your books have taught you..." Viconia grinned.
"You'll find out in a moment, my dear Viconia," Leah smiled, reluctantly releasing the drow's breasts and kissing her way down the dark elf's perfect, flat abdomen, enjoying the light tremble of the tightly corded muscles under the dusky skin. Viconia did not hesitate in spreading her legs invitingly, anticipation throbbing through her temples as she watched the young girl settling between her legs and making herself comfortable. There was something incredibly endearing about the focused look on Leah's face, utmost concentration in her eyes as her fingers gently began to trace the outline of Viconia's sex, spreading her soaked folds apart, the engorged little nub already peeking out from under its hood, Leah's eyes locking with hers one more time before the girl dove in and sealed her lips around Viconia's throbbing clit.
Certainly, here as well the technique of both Leah's lips and tongue could have done with a great deal of improvement, but once again, Viconia found herself far too aroused to care. Her hips were by now gently rocking against the girl's mouth, her hands seeking out her abandoned breasts and beginning to squeeze the soft mounds, rolling her nipples between her fingers, the dark elf no longer able to contain her gasps and moans that began to escape from her mouth.
Viconia almost whimpered in dismay when she felt Leah's lips releasing their prize, looking downward to find out what had prompted the girl to stop, but what she saw almost made the dark elf surrender her control immediately. Leah was worrying two fingers in her mouth, coating them with saliva before bringing them to Viconia's throbbing entrance, the sight of the girl suckling on her fingers so arousing that the drow felt her abdominal muscles tightening almost painfully with need. As Leah resumed flicking her tongue against the tiny bud of Viconia's pleasure, slowly starting to slide her fingers into the dark elf's tightly clenching heat, Viconia came undone. She slammed her hips against Leah's mouth, surrendering with a loud cry, shuddering powerfully as a fresh flood of wetness escaped from her burning center, coating Leah's fingers as well as the girl's chin.
"Oh, Shar... that was... very nice..." Viconia panted, scarcely believing that she had enjoyed herself so much with someone as painfully inexperienced as Leah.
"We are not quite even just yet," Leah looked up at her, appearing eager to continue. She had not withdrawn her fingers yet, Viconia thankful for it, clenching around the digits in powerful aftershocks.
"You don't have to…" the dark elf protested, even if her entire being was pleading with her to urge Leah to continue.
"Tsk, tsk... do you really want me to stop?" Leah asked teasingly, chuckling when Viconia shook her head determinedly. "Thought so," the girl nodded, bending back to her task, her clever mouth once again seizing the throbbing little bud above Viconia's entrance, the digits buried deep inside the dark elf starting to move in a light thrusting motion. Viconia's head fell backwards, a shuddering moan escaping her lips, having to fight herself fiercely to avoid falling over the sweet edge immediately again.
Clenching around Leah's gently thrusting fingers, Viconia idly wondered whether the girl was attentive enough to realize that her lover's stretch could easily accommodate the third digit. As if having heard Viconia's thoughts, her young lover withdrew her fingers almost entirely, but then adding the third on the next deep thrust, coaxing another trembling gasp from the drow's lips, her abdominal muscles again forming tight cords, Viconia hovering dangerously close to another release.
As if the pleasure was not intense enough already, with disbelief Viconia felt that the girl's fingers thrusting in and out of her were beginning to curl slightly, probing the dark elf's clinging tight warmth for particularly sensitive spots. "Did you... learn this from... Lexi Sweetlips as well..." Viconia panted, breathing heavily, perspiration pouring down her beautiful body, making the dusky skin shine in the candlelight.
"Mhm…" Leah mumbled, reluctant to release her sweet prize, simply continuing to torture Viconia with her mouth and her fingers.
By Shar, I think this girl really is a keeper... Viconia thought to herself, impressed at how the girl adjusted the angle of her thrusts and the pace based on the audible feedback, showing just how amazingly attentive she was, even in such circumstances where everything had to be feeling so very overwhelming for her. It did not take long for Leah's curled digits to hit a particularly sensitive spot on Viconia's front wall, prompting a loud moan from the drow, and afterwards Leah unerringly hit the swollen spot with every thrust of her fingers.
This kind of over-stimulation was more than even Viconia could stand for. Her legs squeezed tightly around Leah's midriff, abdominal muscles stiffened with need, her tight, clingy heat clenching around Leah's fingers as the dark elf surrendered herself to pleasure once more. Viconia was still shaking with powerful aftershocks when she reached out and pulled Leah upwards, wanting to ride out her release while being held in a tight embrace of her lover. As they began to kiss deeply, Viconia was able to taste herself on Leah's lips, the sensation so powerfully arousing that it caused her hips to buck even more frantically against Leah's thigh, amplifying her orgasm.
Eventually, after what seemed like an eternity spent in tender little kisses and sweetest of caresses, the sharp edge of desire finally began to recede, leaving them both content to simply wallow in each other's arms, safe and comfortable in their shared embrace, too exhausted to speak, but then again, no words seemed necessary. At some point, Leah pulled away for the briefest of moments to blow out the candles, but she was back in Viconia's embrace immediately after as the couple continued to cuddle, eventually drifting off to sleep.
The first time in decades, Viconia's dreams for once were not haunted by her memories of the Underdark.