It was another long day at the bakery. I could barely sleep last night still having the events with Illidan fresh in my mind. The feeling of his tongue trailing my neck, his hand on my thigh- I shook my head at the thought. I wasn't trying to turn myself on now, but the thoughts flowed freely as if I was helpless to stop them. I didn't know how I could face him again, knowing that he knew how I felt. I wished I knew how he felt, though. Yesterday gave me no clear thought except that he was a tease and enjoyed drinking blood. I just wished he would tell me already, or stop messing with me.
As I was working the register business slowly died down as the sun set in front of me. I was counting the till when I heard the bell chime and looked up with surprise upon seeing Illidan there.
"I need to speak with you outside." Illidan says.
"What is it?" I ask nervously, mostly because I couldn't keep myself in check. Even after how I relieved myself last night, the sight of him before me stirred up my feelings again.
He stares down at me, the green orbs even more illuminating than usual and his tattoos glowing faintly. I wondered what that signaled, but I didn't ask. His hand reaches up to my face and he lifts my head up. At the same moment, he leans down. My heart raced as I realized what he was about to do. He paused, our lips mere inches apart and looked at me. My nervous breath hitched in my throat and I couldn't say or do anything. His lips met mine softly at first, and then roughly as our mouths opened and his tongue went in mine. I gasped quietly at his intensity but kissed him back fiercely. I felt his fangs and had to avoid them so I didn't puncture my tongue, but his kiss was quite deviant and sexy.
He pulls away and I look at him, desire surely reflected in my eyes. I couldn't believe he had just done that, or what sparked it. He seemed to only want to tease me yesterday yet gave me a passionate kiss.
"What was that for?" I ask, trying to see if he would confirm my feelings.
"I know what you desire," he speaks deeply and roughly, almost as if he were as turned on as I was by the exchange. "Come with me and I will give you everything you crave and more."
I couldn't help a slight look of surprise, but in my head I was freaking out. I tried not to let it show, but in my brain my mouth was agape and my eyes wide, not quite believing the words that came from his mouth.
"S-sorry?" I stutter in shock. I couldn't meet his eyes anymore, I simply looked at the other features of his face. Even looking at his lips made me feel tingly. How did he know what I desired? Or perhaps he was speaking of something other than sexual desire.
"There was something I did not tell you about the ritual," he says with confidence, as if knowing I wouldn't be upset with his distrust.
I knew by now there was no way you could trust Illidan Stormrage fully, but he would always do what he thought was best for you. I wasn't surprised he left information out. He was the type to hide things from you he didn't deem necessary to tell, or just didn't want to. And he was right, I wasn't angry. Though I hated lying, it was something I had to deal with even though it frustrated me to no end sometimes.
"What's that?" I roll my eyes at him, displaying some sense of disapprovement. I didn't think he cared though.
"I can not only sense when you are in danger," he begins. "I can sense any emotion you have, and accept it as my own if I wish."
Oh my.
"Uh," I took a step back unable to process his words. "So last night..."
"Yes. I know your feelings about me," he says. "I have always known you harbored some desire for me, but I thought it fleeting. I should have realized there was more to it than that."
"That..." My cheeks flushed and I tried to hide my face. Illidans hands pulled mine away, though. If only he had told me from the beginning and my embarrassment could have been avoided. "That wasn't about you," I say to draw the attention away from it. To think, he knew when I was pleasuring myself.
"I know you were thinking about me," he says with a smirk. "I heard you say my name."
I wanted to run away. To hide forever until he forgot about me. It was too awkward to put into words. Now he could hear my thoughts too?
"Are you a mind reader now too?" I ask angrily. He was hiding an awful lot more information than I previously realized.
"Not exactly. Your desire was so powerful it resonated in my mind."
I finally meet his gaze and see he wasn't trying to embarrass me. There was no condescending look on his face, he genuinely cared for me. He seemed concerned. I bite my lip and look away, still scared to admit it to him. I couldn't think of anything to say that could free me from this conversation either.
"Eden," he grabs my face and forces me to look at him. "Do not hide from me. I know what you feel. And you were not alone yesterday."
"You mean...?" I trailed off, unable to comprehend his meaning.
He sighed at me, not wanting to explain himself. "I accepted your feelings as my own." He leans down closer and bring his face to my neck. "I could not resist you."
I tremble from his words and feel my thoughts jumble into a haze in my mind. It was an honest confession that both terrified me and excited me. I didn't know what to say or how to react, but I nodded to him and returned inside to tell my parents I would be out. They could handle the close on their own with no problem, I knew. I went off with Illidan.
He took us back to his apartment and like last time, landed on the balcony. He slide the door open and carried me inside; then threw me onto the bed. He spread my legs and climbed on top of me between them, bringing his face to mine. I was beginning to get nervous and I didn't know why. I truly wanted it, but I was also afraid.
Illidan must have sensed it; he stopped his abrupt movements and just gazed at me, I put my hands to his face.
"What are you going to do?" I asked nervously.
"Whatever you desire," he replys.
As he did last night, Illidan brings his face to my neck and slides his tongue down it, his sharp fangs grazing my skin.
I moan in pleasure at his actions, and wrap my arms around his head. I didn't want him to stop. The feeling of his warm tongue against me, I wanted to melt into it. He went up to my ear and I held onto the feeling. A warm and wet pleasure on my mind. I wanted to forget everything in life except him.
He pulled away and looked at my face. I gave him a smile full of desire for him. He understood my feeling and ran his hands up my body, underneath my shirt. His claws and rough hands running through me was indescribable. It was the best feeling. He smirked and ran his tongue along my stomach as he pulled my clothes up.
I felt the feeling in his pants growing larger as our rendezvous continued, and looked down at him with longing. I wanted it. I gestured him to bring his pelvis closer, and he obliged. I moved my hand toward him, and felt his cock pulsating underneath it. I wanted it inside me, wherever it was I didn't care. I brought my mouth down to him and yanked his pants down, taking it inside my mouth.
He pushed inside me with one movement. I held my tongue from moaning as he slid inside me and pleasure filled my mind. I wasn't one to throw around sounds and screams while being fucked, but I wanted him to know how much I enjoyed it. I pulled Illidans face down to mine as he fucked me slowly and gave him a passionate kiss, sliding my tongue into his mouth. Surely he had accepted my feelings and knew how much he was affecting me. It got to my head and I was awash with pleasure. The was no sensation as great as the person you loved being inside you. He sped up his pace, and I grabbed onto his thighs as he drove deeper into me. He sat back and let his pelvis do the work but I stuck my tongue out at him playfully. He smiled in return. I never wanted this feeling to end.
I moved my hands up to his face to bring him closer to me. I wanted him to lean into me and continue with the pleasure he gave. He obeyed and leaned down to give me a kiss, his tongue trailing down the side of my face and to my neck again. I held his head there as I felt something come over me. I wanted release. His heavy breathing on me only exacerbated the desire. The hot feeling on my neck overcame me and I let out a breathy moan. Illidan grunted into my ear in return, fucking me even faster. I wanted to cum together with him.
He pulled up and gazed upon me, his face twisted with pleasure. It was the feeling of the two of us combined, it must have been intense. I smiled at him.
"I'm gonna cum," I whisper to him.
He continues his pace in response and leans into me. It was incredible feeling him inside me, like none I had felt before. I didn't want it to end but I couldn't help my bodies reaction to him.
"Hngh," a moan slipped from my mouth as I was overcome with the pleasure. At the same time Illidan thrust faster and slammed into me, I felt myself release. He groaned and pounded into me several more time as I felt something warm fill my insides. I held onto the feeling for a few seconds as we held each other, and sighed with pleasure as the feeling gradually left.
He pulled four of me slowly and held my face with one hand, looking to see my reaction. I only felt happiness and fulfillment from our encounter. I laughed at what had just occurred. It was something I imagined only in my wildest dreams, yet it had come true.
I lay on the bed. Illidan stands and walks over to the fountain, cupping his large hands in and bringing the water to his mouth. As he drinks it, his tattoos glow faintly as if the magic empowered them. He leans his head back and inhales as the magic flows through him. It must feel so good, I thought to myself. I got curious again about it, this time actually desiring to drink it with him. I wanted to feel what he felt. I stood and walked over to him, still nude. He looks over to me as I approach and I move between him and the fountain, gazing up at him sweetly and wrapping my arms around his neck. His head moves down to look at me, though I couldn't tell if it was directed at my face or my body. Either way was fine.
"Can I have some?" I ask him playfully.
His hand goes under my chin and his fingers wrap around my neck as he brings his face down closer to mine. He smiles. "No."
I smile back, trying to control my laughter at my attempt to seduce him. It was amusing, seeing his reaction. "Please?" I ask again. "You always get to feel what I feel, I want to do the same for once."
Illidan seemed to be contemplating how to respond. It was true after all, I felt left out. Magic wasn't what interested me, it was Illidan. I wanted to be a part of something that he was. I didn't know whether he wanted to keep the magic for himself, or if he was afraid of what it might do to me. I pout at him, awaiting an answer. His thumb brushed along the bottom of my chin. I felt like he was trying to resist me.
"It is too dangerous," he says finally. "I have no idea the effect it would have on you."
"Afraid I'll become more powerful than you?" I tease him.
He sighs. "This magic is not just any. It came from the very well that gave the night elves immortality. The arcane energies in this water hold limitless power. It is the very lifeblood of Azeroth herself. It once became a portal to summon demons; the titan Sargeras would have used it to bring him and his infinite armies to destroy the planet in the name of the Legion."
Illidan became engrossed in describing the power of the well. I didn't blame him, it sounded powerful indeed, even beyond my comprehension. I knew nothing of magic, really.
"But you stopped him?" I asked.
He smirked and looked at me. "Not exactly."
"Then what?"
"The first well was destroyed, stopping Sargeras and his armies," he paused before continuing. "The vials I gathered from that well allowed me to create a new one and restore my power once more. In doing so I was branded the Betrayer by the night elves, and imprisoned. For ten thousand years."
I listened to his story with great eager, but was shocked by his words. "What? You're lying."
"I wish I were."
Truthfully, his face did seem to waver. He was telling the truth after all. My mind just wouldn't accept that amount of time. It was longer than I could mentally comprehend. The most years I could imagine was probably a few hundred, anything longer seemed too far out of reach. Too far beyond my grasp. It was understandable to be reprimanded, for creating the same well that allowed demons to enter through, but it seemed far too long a prison sentence to me. I couldn't imagine even a lifetime in prison, but to be there for thousands, I was surprised he hadn't gone insane. Or maybe he was insane, after all. I laughed. Illidan gave me a strange look.
"Oh sorry," I say quickly. "I wasn't laughing at you." I move my hands from around his neck and slide them to his chest. "I cant imagine that, it must have been horrible."
"Now you see why I can not allow you to drink from it. This magic is dangerous."
I nod. "But I still want to."
"You are persistent," he says angrily.
I didn't think he would give in so easily, I just wanted to try one more time. His story affected me more than I could accept, but I had to push it away. It gave his people immortality and perhaps it could do the same for me. Or maybe it would awaken some magic potential in me. I had no idea, but I was curious. As they say, curiosity killed the cat. I didn't imagine I would die from it though.
"Did you not just hear of the dangers?" He says again in an angry tone. I snap out of my thoughts.
"Yes..." I concede. "But what if it gives me magic too?"
"There is no magic in this world. This water can sustain the magic in others because it was created on a world with magic. Were a being without to consume it, it would overwhelm you. Your body can not comprehend such power."
I could sense he was angry, but I was becoming so as well. He thought I couldn't handle it. He thought I was weak. I would show him.
"Okay then," I begin walking away and sit on the bed. Illidan sighs and walks away as well, to the other side of it. I smile at my opportunity. Fate had smiled upon me.
I get up nonchalantly and take a few steps away. Illidan didn't seem to notice anything suspicious, but he stared at me. I walk up to the fountain and put my hands in before he had a chance to react. As I brought it to my face, I was hit with a feeling I had never felt before. This water was incredible indeed.
"Eden!" Illidan jumps over the bed about to stop me, but I had already let the water run down my throat.
My eyes shut in ecstasy at the rush of energy flowing through my body. I felt over the moon, like I could do anything. He shoved me moments too late into the wall behind me. I smile at him and laugh, feeling an incredible high. My vision blurred slightly, but I saw him punch the wall beside me and yell at how stupid I was. After that, my ears stopped listening. I simply laughed as if I couldn't stop. My eyes glazed over and couldn't focus on anything. I felt him grab my neck roughly and force me to look at him, but all I saw was a blur. A purple and green blob. I laughed at the sight in front of me.
I blinked. I blinked again. My eyes wouldn't stop blinking. I felt as if I were losing consciousness, unable to comprehend my surroundings anymore. All I heard was faint shouting as if it were coming from several rooms away. I felt another rough hand on me, but I couldn't tell where it was or what Illidan was doing. I realized too late what a foolish thing I had done. I collapsed on the ground.