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Chapter 5

Weeks have passed by since the day I began to follow the path of enhancement. I have continued to gain knowledge and experience all the while returning to the Exodar to learn from Farseer Nobundo.

I have now traveled beyond the islands the Draenei now call home and have come to the ancient lands of the Night Elves. It was in Darnassus that I began to see and meet members of the others races belonging to the Alliance, humans included. Each time I see a red-headed human female, my heart quickens thinking this could be her. But, alas, I am disappointed each time. I begin to wonder if I will ever know what my vision is trying to tell me.

Today finds me traveling along the main road through Ashenvale, heading towards Astranaar. This day is like many that have come before during my travels, my thoughts eventually shift from my surroundings and turn inward towards my own thoughts.

My thoughts are interrupted as the sound of my hooves striking the ground alters. Blinking a few times, I find myself on the bridge into Astranaar. Shifting the pack on my shoulder, I make my way to the inn to settle in. Tomorrow, I will look for work around town, but for today I will relax and tinker for a bit.

Before leaving the Exodar on a recent trip back, I came across a gentleman that taught me to be an engineer. Combat and mining helps to wear the body, but engineering is an exercise of the mind. Alas, I am only able to tinker when I am staying in a village. And this is the only time I can fully rest. When I don't do some engineering, my mind wanders while I rest and it always seem to wander to my vision. The death of the red-headed paladin still haunts my dreams.

Each time I return home to the Exodar for various training or selling my wares, I visit with Farseer Nobundo. I continue to ask what the meaning of my dream is and who she represents, but each time he tells me to be patient and all will reveal itself in time.

After getting a room from the innkeeper, I head up to it to drop off my packs and to change out of my leathers and into something more comfortable before heading back down for dinner. After a meal of fruit, bread and juice, I settle at a table a corner of the inn and pull out my engineering tools and supplies. Having just learned to make some scopes, I set about to making more of them to perfect my technique. As time passes, I get more absorbed into my work and notice less of my surroundings.

"This is such beautiful work," a voice next to me says.

Startled, I look up to identify the source of the voice. Standing next to me is the lithe body of a female Night Elf. In her hands is one of the scopes I had already completed.

"Th-thank you," I stammer.

"Oh, I am sorry for startling you," she says.

"It is alright," I reply. "I tend to lose track of everything around me when I am working." Looking around, I notice that it is quite dark out and no one else is around but me and the Night Elf. "By the way, how late is it?"

"It is now early morning. You have been sitting here for several hours now," she answers.

Stretching as I stand, I can feel my neck and back pop back into place after sitting bent over for so long. "I guess I should get some sleep before the sun rises," I smirk as I begin to gather my stuff up. As I turn to head towards the stairs, the Night Elf lays a hand on my shoulder. Stopping, I turn slightly to look at her and see what she wants.

"Don't forget this one," she says reaching out to hand me the scope in her hand.

"You can keep it, I don't have a use for it and would just have sold it anyway," I answer.

"I couldn't, besides druids don't have much use for these things anyway," she tells me.

"I insist. You can always use it to look off in the distance."

"Alright, I will. Sleep well."

"You too," I reply as I start to make my way up the stairs towards my room.

Once in my room, I begin undressing in preparation for bed. As I stand in front of the dresser mirror brushing my hair, my thoughts reflect on the Night Elf that I just met. I glance at my shoulder where her hand had laid at and I smile some as I can still feel the heat from her touch. As I cross the room to the bed and settle under the covers, I picture the Night Elf in my mind and think how beautiful she is.

As sleep takes hold of me, images begin to form in my mind. At first I am confused as what I am seeing is not my normal dream. There is no red-headed paladin. No battle. No orc. Instead I see the Night Elf walking towards where I am laying on the bed. Except she is walking towards me fully nude. I see that I am just as naked as her while lying on the bed. I can see the lust in her eyes and the devilish grin she has as she takes in my naked form. I see my hand lightly ghost its way down my body as I smile back at here.

She reaches the bed and starts crawling across it till she is hovering over me. Her mouth parts open slightly as she lowers it to my own. As our lips make contact, she lightly caresses and cups one of my breasts drawing a moan from me. She deepens the kiss as her fingers find my hard nipples. She rubs her thumb in a circular motion over my nipple. I reach up to tangle my fingers in her hair as I arch my back pressing my breast against her hand. I slip my tongue between her parted lips, flicking the tip against her tongue.

Slowly she breaks the kiss and begins kissing and nibbling down my neck. Meanwhile, her hand begins its own travels downward. Sliding across my stomach, her hand lightly passes over my hip and down my by thigh. Reaching my knee, her fingertip grazes my knee and starts gliding up the inside of my leg. I groan as her hand nears my hairless mound. She stops everything she is doing and looks me in the eyes. I bite my bottom lip and whimper as I can feel her fingers just a breath away from touching my pussy. Brushing her fingers across my pussy lips with the barest sensation of touch, leaves me gasping and wanting for more. Grinning, she resumes nibbling at my neck as she caresses my nether region.

The Night Elf gently presses against my sex till it parts open, allowing access to a single finger. My hips rock forward, encouraging her to explore deeper. She brings her fingertip to where my clit is at and gently starts rubbing to coax it out of hiding. My clit soon hardens and begins throbbing from her ministrations. Letting her finger slide down my pussy, the Night Elf lightly teases my opening with her finger. I respond with a moan and spread my legs wider. Encouraged, the Night Elf slides her finger in and presses against my g-spot as it moves deeper. Gasping, my hips start to rock against her hand. The Night Elf has her hand positioned so as I rock, the heel of her hand rubs my clit.

The night elf moves her mouth up to my ear and begins whispering to me. I can't understand what she is saying but it encourages me. My hips rock faster as the Night Elf slips a second finger into me. My eyes are half closed and my bottom lip is caught between my teeth. Moans come from me in a steady rhythm. One hand is tangled in her hair while the other grips the blanket beneath me. I can feel my climax growing near. I then hear her say three words that I can understand clearly.

"Cum for me," she says.

Just then I bolt upright and find myself back in my room at the inn. There is no one else there. As I look around the room, my mind drifts back to the dream I was having.

"But it felt so real," I whisper to myself.

As I ponder this, my hand drifts down between my legs and to my pussy. As my fingers reach their destination, my body shudders from the contact. I bring my fingers up and examine them. They glisten in the moonlight coming in the window with moisture from my pussy.

As I lay back down, my hand returns to my pussy and begins to rub. I replay the images from my dream as I continue to play with my vagina. I moan deeply as my fingers find my clit. I use my finger to strum my clit faster and faster.

I raise my knees up and spread them wide. This position allows me to reach farther down, sliding a finger into my soaked cunt. I stroke my finger in and out, mimicking the same way the Night Elf in my dream was fingering me. With the heel of my hand pressed against my clit, a second finger joins the first. Soon my hips are rolling against my hand and I press harder with my hand. Gripping the blankets beneath me, I am gasping and moaning as I near my climax. With a shudder, I let loose a long, drawn-out moan as my pussy clenches my fingers tight.

I shudder as the final spasms of my orgasm racks my body. Collapsing against the bed, I lay there panting trying to catch my breath and figure out what just happened. I roll to the side of the bed and slowly sit up, swinging my legs off. Slowly I stand up on wobbly legs and make way to the dresser where a pitcher of water sits. Shakily, I pour myself a cup of water and slowly drink it. Seeing my reflection in the mirror, I question why I am thinking of the Night Elf in such a way.

Am I attracted to her?

What if I meet her again?

With such questions running through my mind, I climb back into bed and drift off to sleep.