Author's Note: This story is loosely set during Elide and Lorcan's journey through the swamp, but I did change a few things to fit with the plot of this story. So basically, in this fic the Ilken do not appear at all during their kiss, and the two of them go about their day normally. I needed this to happen, because it felt weird to make them get smutty before they had even kissed. Another thing is that I made Elide like really clueless about sex and stuff. I do not remember if she knew much in the first place, but for the sake of this story she is innocent. There may be other inaccuracies that I missed, but I plead mercy because it has been awhile since I read TOG, and I do not own a copy to fact check with. Anyway, I hope you enjoy these sexy times! :)

P.S. I am still writing Fire and Ice, but I had the desperate need to write an Elorcan fic. None the less Fire and Ice chapter 5 will hopefully be released in a few days!

Disclaimer: I do not own this wonderful series, SJM does. (photo from pinterest)

Warnings: Graphic oral sex

Elide clutched the handle of the wooden bucket she was carrying. It was heavy enough as it was, and she dreaded having to lug it back to her and Lorcan's campsite after she had filled it with water from the pond. But without it, she and Lorcan would not have water for their meal tonight. It still sounded funny to her. She and Lorcan. Who would have believed that she, Elide the cripple, would be traveling with Lorcan Salvaterre, one of the greatest warriors the continent has ever seen. She had never imagined, even in her lonely days spent trapped in her tower, that her prayers for someone to be her protector would be answered. Of course, when she made those prayers she had been imagining a kind, caring knight who would whisk her away on his white stallion. Not the rugged, cranky fae who had slung her over his shoulder like a bag of potatoes. Huffing through her nose at the memory, Elide hobbled closer to the water's edge. It was their last day camping in the swamp, and tomorrow afternoon they would reach dry land again. Dry land. It sounded like a dream after the last few days they had spent trudging through mud and inky water. She was sick and tired of the stench and the bugs. Of course there were instances where they could walk on mostly dry land, such as where they were camping now; but those times were few and far in between.

After walking a little farther, she neared the pool of water that Lorcan had deemed clean enough to use. But right before she rounded the corner of the crumbling ruins which stood there, she spotted the large shape of a Lorcan standing near the water. Feeling oddly apprehensive to approach him when he thought himself alone, Elide stayed hidden behind the jagged wall.

Lorcan was tall, broad and gloriously shirtless. He must have just had a swim in the water because his hair was damp. Elide felt her heart beat faster. She had seen his chest before obviously, but no matter how many times she saw him shirtless, she still had the same reaction. His chest was broad and corded with muscle. And each time he moved, the muscles shifted in the most hypnotizing of ways. He was the closest thing to a god that she could imagine. And with his powers of death, he basically was one. Her stomach fluttered as she remembered their electric kiss yesterday. He had been so handsome and sweet, and Elide had desperately wanted to feel his lips on hers. And when she had, she had not been disappointed. The way he had pressed against her… oh gods. She had felt a rush throughout her whole body, especially in her lower stomach. That sensation was not altogether unfamiliar, since she felt something akin to it whenever she was near Lorcan. But it had never been that strong. Elide wondered if Lorcan had felt something similar. She knew of course the essence of what occurs between a man and a woman, yet she still had so many questions.

Just then, Lorcan lifted his hand up to his face and rubbed his forehead, muttering something she couldn't quite make out. But it sounded a lot like "Curse that woman." Still unable to look away, Elide watched from the trees as Lorcan dropped his hand and reached for… Oh gods, his belt. Did he intend to disrobe completely? If so, she should most definitely not be spying on him. But even as Elide thought this to herself, she continued to follow his movements with curiosity. She had never seen a naked man before, and a wicked part of her wanted to see all of Lorcan.

She watched his slow movements almost fearfully. Even though she was curious, part of her was still afraid of seeing a man for the first time. Plus there was the nagging doubt that she was committing an evil deed by watching him without his knowing. He may have enjoyed her kiss, but this was something else entirely, and she knew not if he would be okay with it. Yet before she could make up her mind to leave, Lorcan let out a low groan and cupped his hand around a large bulge in his pants which she had not noticed before. Was he in pain? Why would he make such a noise if he was not hurt? Curiosity once again took the place of guilt, and Elide kept her eyes glued on the tall man a few paces away.

With one more light squeeze over that bulge, Lorcan's hands once again moved toward the stays of his pants. He made quick work of the complicated ties and pulled down the front of the leather pants, revealing more and more bronze flesh to her gaze. There was a dusting of hair trailing down as well which piqued her curiosity further. Where did it lead to? Holding her breath, Elide watched as Lorcan's pants slid far enough down, revealing a piece of judding flesh she had never seen before. She gasped quietly, her heart beating even faster. The flesh was long and thick. Even here, she could see the veins that wound their way upwards until they reached its thick tip. It looked flushed and red, and Elide again wondered if it hurt.

Lorcan indeed looked to be in pain. His jaw was clenched and his breathing seemed to be labored. She watched as Lorcan reached out his hand and wrapped his long fingers around it. As he did so, he let out a loud groan. The sudden sound startled Elide, and she took a step back, only to trip on a rock and fall down with a crash. Lorcan's head whipped towards her, and his piercing, dark eyes caught sight of her, shamed as she was laying in the dirt. Oh gods, he had caught her.

"What are you doing here." He said gruffly. At least he did not seem to be very angry, Elide thought nervously.

"I – I was going to get water from the pool." She bumbled, as she lifted herself off of the ground. "I saw you standing there and thought you might be… in pain." He looked oddly amused. "I'm sorry for spying on you," she rushed. "I didn't intend to watch you, but you were acting so strange, and I… was worried about you." Elide was blushing profusely now. After a moment she got a hold on herself and asked shyly, "Are you, Lorcan?"

"Am I what?"

"Are you in pain." She added questioningly as she walked closer. "Because if you are, I have some experience tending wounds. Maybe I could help you." Elide looked pointedly down at his flesh which was still uncovered and just as hard as before. He must have seen no point in putting it back in his pants now that she had already seen it.

He let out a strained laugh, which made Elide's stomach jump. "I am in pain, but not the pain you are thinking of." Was all he replied.

Elide was more confused than ever. Was there more than one type of pain? Her confusion must have been written all over her face, because he added, "Have you ever experienced a sensation between your legs when you see someone you find attractive? That feeling is arousal which prepares you to take a man."

Seeing her blush, he asked pointedly, "You do know what happens between a man and a woman in bed, correct?"

"Yes, of course!" Elide rushed, trying to sound knowledgeable. To be honest, the only thing she knew was that that monstrous piece of flesh was supposed to enter her and that it would hurt. A lot. But surely a normal man wasn't quite so big? Lorcan seemed… more in every way than most men she had met.

Lorcan broke her thoughts when he spoke again, "Well then," he didn't sound convinced, "you should know that in the same way a woman gets… aroused, so does a man. But in a different way." He gestured to his… arousal and continued, "Thus my pain."

Lorcan seemed intrigued by her curiosity, as she walked even closer. It was true that she had felt the sensation between her legs that Lorcan described, but what he didn't know was that she felt it whenever he was around. And he definitely did not know that she was feeling it right this moment. But right now she wanted to learn more about his arousal, and her curiosity made her brave. "Why are you aroused?" Lorcan raised an eyebrow at her question. "You said arousal is caused by seeing someone you are attracted to. Were you thinking of a woman you know?" Even as she said this, some strange part of her wanted him to say it was herself that he found attractive. But it was probably one of the fae girls he had known in Wendlyn. He may have kissed her, but even she knew that you did not have to like someone to kiss them. Maybe he had pitied her and thought to make her happy.

He laughed tightly. "You could say that."

"Who is it?" She did not know why she cared, but she did.

Lorcan eyes swept down her body. "If you do not know by now, then I can't tell you."

Elide was confused by this. Why couldn't he tell her? And how was she supposed to know? But she should stop pestering him. He already said he wouldn't tell her, and Lorcan was not a male to change his mind. Even with that pushed to the back of her mind, Elide still had questions. "Why did you make that noise when you touched it? Did it hurt?"

Lorcan closed his eyes for a second, and then spoke in a low rumble, "Nay, it was not pain but pleasure."

Elide wondered at this. Was it only his own hand that brought him pleasure or could any hand do the same? She desperately wanted to touch it and see what it felt like. Summoning up her courage, she asked nervously, "Can – can I touch it?"

Lorcan's jaw clenched tightly at her words, and his breathing grew strangely ragged. She hoped she hadn't gone too far. But he swallowed and spoke, "Yes little dove, you may touch it."

Elide looked down at his swollen flesh and stepped closer. She was standing right in front of him now, and he seemed even taller and more daunting. But Elide was not afraid. He had given her permission hadn't he? And she wanted to see if she could bring him the pleasure he spoke about. Gingerly, Elide reached out her hand. Stopping only inches before her fingers touched him, she glanced back at his face. Lorcan's jaw was still clenched as were his fists by his side. He looked as if he was holding himself back from something. Elide's attention returned to his arousal. Gently, she ran one slow finger down his length. The skin was softer than it had looked, but underneath that skin he was hard as rock. Lorcan shivered, and bit back a groan. Encouraged, Elide ran her fingers up the shaft again, but this time she brushed the thick head with her thumb. Lorcan did groan then. Loud and deep. If he hadn't told her he was not in pain, she would have assumed she hurt him. But Elide was too intrigued now to stop.

Wanting to know what he liked, Elide looked up at him and asked, "Will you teach me how to please you?"

Lorcan's mouth opened a little bit at her request, and he let out a slow breath. But he answered, "If I teach you, little dove, you will have the keys to my utter destruction."

"Please, Lorcan?" She begged. "I want to make you feel the pleasure you spoke of."

He closed his eyes as if contemplating, before opening them and taking her tiny hand in his big one. Now it was Elide's turn to shiver. His touch was solid but gentle, and she knew if she tried he would let her go.

Lorcan moved their hands together to slide along his flesh. When they reached the base, he told her, "Wrap your fingers around me like this." He closed their fingers so that they stretched all the way around the hot shaft. With a strained voice he instructed, "Tighter." When she squeezed him firmer he growled, "That's it. Do not fear that your touch will hurt me. Nothing you can do could cause me harm."

Encouraged, Elide tightened her fist even more, making Lorcan grunt. She liked this. Lorcan was literally in the palm of her hand. The thought made her giggle. Lorcan's lips upturned into a smile at her enjoyment.

"What now?" She asked. Surely there was more she could do to bring him pleasure beyond just holding him in her hand.

Lorcan covered her hand in his again and showed her how to stroke it up and down. Elide caught on fast, and pretty soon Lorcan was breathing heavily. Even though she loved the feeling of her hand gliding up his flesh, she wondered if her hand would move easier if it was wet. Deciding to try, Elide brought her hand up to her mouth and licked her palm, making it wet. Lorcan watched through half-closed eyes as she brought it back to his throbbing shaft and continued stroking him. He growled in obvious pleasure when she did this, and her hand slid a lot easier.

Elide worked him until the wetness on her hand had dried. Disappointed in how little it had lasted, she wondered if it would work better to put her mouth on him directly in order to add more wetness. She dropped to her knees faster than she intended, and Lorcan sucked in a breath in surprise but did not tell her to stop.

From this angle, she could see his arousal much better. It was indeed an angry color of red, and Elide wondered if that was because of his aroused state or if it was always that color. Either way she felt the rushing sensation between her legs get stronger at the sight of it. Lorcan was thick and long, and his length was tilted slightly toward his muscular stomach. How on earth was it supposed to fit inside her? But that was a problem for another day. Because now that she was down here, she desperately wanted to know what he tastes like.

Elide noticed then that there was a drop of white liquid on the tip of his length. Without thinking, she leaned forward and licked the little drop. Lorcan groaned loudly at that, and his hips jerked forward a little. He tasted salty and sweet at the same time. She wanted to taste more of him. Leaning forward again, Elide ran her tongue over the slit where the stuff had come from, but when nothing else came out, she decided to try something different. After glancing up at Lorcan's face once more to silently ask permission which he granted with a strained nod, Elide wrapped her lips around his swollen tip and sucked.

Lorcan howled.

There was no other way to describe it. His fists clenched at his sides briefly before one of his large hands shot to her head, entwining itself in her long hair. Elide moaned herself. The hand in her hair held her head firmly, but did not force her to do anything. Elide pulled her mouth away from his length, before trailing kisses down the delicate skin of his shaft. She did not know what she was doing, but so far everything she did seemed to please Lorcan, so she just did what felt natural.

After a few minutes of her ministrations, Lorcan was panting and groaning almost uncontrollably. He must be close, Elide thought. Close to what she did not know. But her instincts told her that something was going to happen soon.

Lorcan finally spoke when she pulled away for a second. "Please, little dove. Please." He begged raggedly.

"Please what?" She answered, genuinely confused. Was there something else he wanted her to do?

"Please take me in your mouth." He panted.

So that was what he wanted. Well she could do that couldn't she? At least she could take part of him in, for there was no way all of him could fit.

Elide licked the underside of his shaft one more time before she wrapped her lips around as much of him as she could. He was so big that her mouth was filled instantly. It was a strange sensation to her, but Lorcan seemed to be in heaven. Elide wrapped her fingers around the rest of him that did not fit in her mouth, and started to suck and move her mouth over him. He seemed to like that by the noise he made, so she did it again. And again. But after a minute, she suddenly felt him tug at her hair, pulling her mouth off of him. Confused, she watched him turn slightly away and jerk his length twice before he let out a yell, and a rush of white exploded from his arousal and covered his hand. It startled her at its suddenness.

Breathing heavily, Lorcan turned back toward her and helped her to her feet. "I'm sorry I pulled away so abruptly, but I did not want to scare you." He said gently. Elide nodded and watched in fascination as his length softened, and he tucked himself back into his pants. "I do not know how to thank you, little dove." He said gently as he traced her bottom lip. Her heart fluttered at the touch.

"If you wouldn't mind," Elide began shyly, blushing slightly, "you can thank me by letting me do that again tonight." It had been so much fun making him feel pleasure and knowing she was the cause. It made her feel powerful to control such a strong warrior as Lorcan.

He let out a low chuckle at her words and leaned down to whisper sweetly in her ear, "No little dove, tonight I will be the one to pleasure you."

Elide shivered at his words; and as they walked back to the camp, water forgotten entirely, she knew she had many more new sensations with Lorcan to look forward to…

Hopefully it wasn't too cringe reading this. ;) The ending sucks I know. The idea for this story seemed better in my head then on paper. I hadn't planned on Elide being such a cockslut lol. Anyway, please don't hate on me too much in the comments and goodnight. 3