At least, you are almost alone. It is difficult to walk even ten feet without being greeted or stopped by acquaintances old and new. You may be counting the seconds until you can pour your heart out to this girl, but seeing her accept a hero's welcome is its own gift. Flare wears an impressive degree of modesty and professionalism when on the receiving end of compliments regarding her bravery and strength, a stark contrast to how she behaves around you. Simple phrases akin to "It was the right thing to do" and "I'm just glad I could help you all be free" were spoken right from her own heart. You suppose the boastful and snarky Flare is reserved only for you and her enemies, which is more than alright.
It is not long before you are the center of some attention, and it was Flare's turn to watch how you conduct yourself, something she seems to take great pleasure in seeing. Even with the practice you got this morning, the heartfelt appreciation and admiration you feel from people who are barely more than strangers to you is a lot to take in. It was a good thing you were offered a mug of a fine and crisp ale by a very appreciative local who took the chance to invite you to stop by his saloon in a few days. You down almost the entire thing in one gulp, happy to wash the plethora of different marine tastes from your mouth.
You continue to simply walk until the number of orbiting locals dwindles to zero, and you are granted a brief respite from socializing. The cool sand and the refreshing night air helps you feel recentered. The half-elf lets out a small giggle when she sees you recharging your internal batteries.
"Something funny?" You jerk your hand to make Flare almost stumble into you.
"More like something cute." Flare bumps you with her shoulder. "Seeing how you try to carry that big hero stride is adorable. 'I'm just doing what I thought was right ma'am', 'I could never stand by while good people are hurting', and my personal favorite; 'As long as I'm around, bad guys like that will never have their way. I swear on Shining Comet's steel on that!'"
"It's not supposed to be cute. I'm trying to be heroic…" You look away to hide your reddening cheeks.
"And who says a hero can't be cute too?" Flare giggles before leaning in and putting her breath against your ear. "I'm a hero, and you think I'm cute. Right~" Your body shudders from the tip of your head, all the way down to your toes. Flare's fingers lace tighter around yours, anticipating your knee jerk reaction to step away from her, so you turn to face her. Those half-hooded amber eyes, that confident smirk, and the way her magnificent ears pierce right through her soft locks, it all makes your heart want to jump right out of your throat.
"You're not just cute." You say in a hushed tone, forcing yourself to bring your face closer to hers. You're tired of beating around the bush. You've waited for too long, and fought too hard. This half-elf is going to know how you truly feel about her by the end of the night. "You're beautiful, brave, amazing, and one of the strongest people I know. You're everything I could ever want my hero to be."
Now it was Flare's turn to experience the aftereffects of sweetened words poised to wrap around her heart. Her eyes widen, and her hand grips yours even tighter in an attempt to ground herself. You can see her head work in haste to come up with a rebuttal, or some remark to try and deflect the flattery back at you, but you will give no such opportunity.
"When I needed you the most, I heard your words." You use your free hand to cup Flare's cheek, keeping her eyes on yours. "Your voice made everything so clear to me, amidst the looming shadow of a beast like Chacu. When you called my name, nothing else mattered. I had the strength to protect you, and that's all I needed to know. Then, when there should have been no way for me to hear you, your voice came again, giving me the spell I needed, right when I needed it. Someone who shows up right when they are needed most. If that's not a hero, I don't know what is. That's you, Flare."
"You're always there when I need you too." Flare replies, holding your hand more firmly against her face as she takes a deep, comforted breath. "I also can't help but just want to stand by your side. No matter where you want to go, I want to be right there with you."
"Even if I'm trying to do something stupid?" You release your half-elf's face and interlock both sets of fingers with hers, exploring their bare touch as the contact sends jolt after jolt of elated bliss through your body.
"Yes." Flare smiles softly. "As long as you're okay with me doing something stupid too…like yesterday. I know I shouldn't have fought that captain all on my own, but-"
You don't let Flare finish her apology, instead you bring her into a tight hug, squeezing the air out of her lungs in a surprised gasp. In the background of the gentle tide, the high spirit of the surrounding festivities, you both simply bask in the joined silence of one another. Flare's arms wrap around you, finding their desired resting place upon your back, and you let you a deep, content sigh.
"I know." You start to speak again, keeping your voice down to a whisper just for the half-elf's ear that stands just beyond your lips. "I admit I was worried sick when Polka and Nene showed up at the beach without you. I was mad too, and even a little scared."
"I didn't mean to."
"I know…I tried to think of a hundred ways I could race to help you, to make sure you didn't have to fight alone. It was only when Polka called me out on it that I realized you were in my shoes the night before…You weren't trying to get back at me. I know that. You just did what your heart told you to do, right?"
"Mhmm." Flare nods into your shoulder before bringing herself back to be face to face with you. "That elf, I had to take her down. After what Marine said her crew did, I couldn't let her get away with robbing graves, ruins, and who knows what else. She also saw you as just some oddity to put in her collection."
"I might be a little odd, but only a few people reserve the special right to call me theirs." You let out a faint chuckle at your subtle declaration.
"And I guess that's why I decided to be stupid. You make me want to do stupid things, Anon." Flare smiles, and her eyes start to shimmer with emotion that is on the brink of overflowing. "Jumping across bottomless ravines, fighting demons in black castles, and taking on entire pirate crews all on my own. You're not just odd, you're special. The most special person in my life, and I never want to stop experiencing new things with you."
She takes a deep breath and exhales, and before you can return her feelings she says.
"I love you. I love you so much, Anon. I want to stay with you for as long as you'll let me. All your years, months, and days, I want them all."
She beat you to the punch. You can hardly believe it. Your mouth hangs open, and your eyes see nothing but the gorgeous woman in front of you that shines like starlight. You had this all planned; the date, the waves, the moon, then you were going to be the one to express how your heart and soul pine got her, but she beat you again. Like always. She was supposed to be melting in your arms, but now you're the one who feels like a puddle of warmth, and only she has the power to keep you intact, or let you wash away within the tide.
"I love you too, Flare." You manage to get out, and while your heart is aflutter and your thoughts are scattered except for how every small detail of Flare's person shines with beauty, the floodgates open, and the words begin to pour. "I never met a person who pushes me to be more than I thought I could be like you do. Not only because you are someone I aspire to catch up to, but because I want to be someone who can always be there for you. We've felt alone a lot in our lives, but never again. As long as I'm around, you'll always have someone who loves you like you deserve to be loved."
Flare only stares at you, and the way her eyes search yours gives you some semblance that she is actually trying to search for the truth behind your words, like she wasn't sure she heard you correctly. Then, when your own unwavering gaze breaks her uncertainty, her eyes begin to water, and her lip quivers to a relieved smile.
"I-I never thought I would get to hear that from someone." She wipes an escaping tear from her eye and lets out a small laugh. "A half-elf living in a human capital city…never really belonging anywhere, but, but"
"You belong right here. With me. Just like I belong with you, no matter where we are or where we end up. I love you, Flare Shiranui, my wonderful half-elf who is full-beauty. My instructor of magic. My hero. My-"
"Just kiss me already!"
Your lips connect, sending the confirmation of your love for one another through your bodies. The world goes silent, and nothing but the half-elf whose breath you share matters to you. You wrap your arms around her shoulders, pulling her closer, pressing her lips further into your hungry embrace, and the pillowy touch of her breasts against your chest sends a bolt of excitement through you. The two of you separate after a long, tender moment, and you are met with the radiant gaze of Flare's beaming and alluring features. You lean in to begin another, more fervent kiss, and she adjusts her head to meet you, but you both stop short when the distant sounds of roaring partygoers starts to feel like they are getting closer.
When the cause for alarm is revealed to be just the people of Shallah kicking their celebration into high gear with bigger fires, louder conversations, and more booze, you and Flare let out a relieved chuckle. Under the light of the full moon, Flare's cheeks sport an intoxicatingly attractive shade of caramel. She gives you a shy glance before trailing off.
"Can we go somewhere we can be…alone? For a while?" She asks, hooking her arms around your neck, and she pulls herself against you, to make sure her intent is well received.
"I think I know the perfect spot." You state. "Somewhere more private, with a view, and likely some more comfortable furnishings. That is what you were hoping for? Right?"
"Maybe~" Flare coos, stepping backward, but she keeps one of your hands laced with hers. "You'll just have to lead me there and find out."
"As you wish, my lady." You do a sloppy half-bow and take your beloved by the hand towards where the shoreline ends.
The anticipation for what your bodies and hearts have been yearning for was almost too much to bear, but running along hand in hand on a starlit beach, having the full love and acceptance of one another, you both would be content if nothing else were to transpire tonight. The confession of love you exchanged is like your heart has left the ground and is soaring through the starry ocean above, and you feel like you could not want for anything more. Well, except for consummating your love, and by the way Flare's hand tightens and becomes slippery with sweat within your own, tells her she might be of a similar mind.
You lead Flare using the directions Clara gave you, through the winding and tree covered paths further into the mainland. A simple ball of starlight that floats above your open hand helps light the way, and its luminance against the backdrop of nature makes your path a peaceful stroll through a tropical tunnel within the heavens.
Neither of you have to say anything, the scenery around you that twinkles and glows against the light of stars and the full moon peeking through the overhead branches, robs you of the desire to break the beautiful silence. Even so, the serene air doesn't stop you from planting a few hungry kisses on Flare's cheek every time she bobs just another inch closer to you, eliciting a girlish giggle from her. In almost an expected fashion, she tries to return your loving aggression tenfold, digging her feet into the ground and yanking you into her for a long, wet kiss where her tongue tries to slip through your lips in an attempt to distract you from your destination. When the naturally made archway is revealed just ahead of you, your heart begins to race, hormones and uncertainty swarm through your body. You hope that this promised spot is as breathtaking as you need it to be. Flare deserves nothing less than the best, and you want to show her that in all the ways you can tonight.
You give her a slight nod and you continue to walk hand and hand through the threshold. It has taken a considerable amount of willpower to not stop at the nearest convenient spot, but you promise yourself that the destination will be worth it. When the path widens to bring you to the coming clearing, you are hit with one of the most awe inspiring sights you or Flare have ever seen.
A clear path of sand that is soft and undisturbed by man leads to a small private beachfront that is blanketed by full moonlight. The edge where grasslife meets sand is bordered with dune leaves and flowers of white, blue, and purple. The ocean's tide lays in stillness, its crystal clear waters reflecting the lights from the heavens aboard its surface. You can hardly believe your eyes that a minor miracle of nature such as this was just waiting for anyone to come behold it, and Flare shared the sentiment as she basks in the sight you've led her too,
"Anon, this is amazing." Flare lets go of your hand and steps ahead, her eyes glued to the shimmering water that seems to glow with an almost unnatural degree of moonlight.
"And it'll get even better." You put a hand behind your back and curl your fingers while bringing the natural essence of your magic to life. Glittering stars float ahead of you, forming a silver-white runaway over the shallow water, directing your beloved's attention to the simple wooden bungalow that awaits its next visitors. After removing your boots you offer a hand to the half-elven lady who looks at you with a wry smirk while placing her fingers above your palm for you to take.
The water rises just past your shins when you reach the first submerged step leading to the cozy ocean dwelling. Each step makes your heart pound with even more intensity, and you can't be sure if the pulse you feel in your palm is from you, Flare, or the two of you enduring an almost hellish anticipation. The hormonal overload you both are experiencing is then staved for a moment when you behold the interior of the simple tropic abode.
Beyond the door is a single circular room where the light of the moon casts its calming blanket through the large rectangular window that gives a view to that unending horizon. A single bed frame big enough for two is built into the side wall, complete with blankets that look to have been either recently brought in, or undisturbed for quite some time. There were also other basic furnishings that you would find in any typical inn room; storage for clothing, a washbin, and a small table with two wide logs for seats. Everything about this bungalow seems perfectly tailored for a lovestruck couple and then some. The room is trimmed with strings of shells showcasing all sorts of colors, shapes and sizes. There is also a very conspicuous bottle of elven red wine between two thin stemmed glasses placed on the floor at the foot of the bed. It seems someone was nice enough to get the place ready for your arrival. It really does pay to be a hero sometimes.
"Anon, this is incredible. The view, the breeze, it's perfect." Flare strolls to the center of the room and twirls herself in giddy glee, a motion that more than delights you in how her skirt flies to allow your eyes to spot the treasure that it hides. She then notices your lustrous stare and narrows her eyes at you, pinching the frills of her dress as she saunters over to the bed. She beckons you over with a finger.
With your switch further flipped, you walk right up to Flare whose skin and features are glowing and calling you to her. You take her by the waist and pull her against you, now almost nose to nose. "You're perfect, Flare." Neither of you restrain yourself any longer, letting your lips and tongues meet with explosive vigor. Already your battle for dominance begins, but you slowly push your weight forward to lower Flare down onto the bed.
When that heavenly body of hers lays flat below you, you can't help but begin to assault her neck with your kisses. Her coffee palleted skin that you suck on with gusto is intoxicating, your body yearns to bite into every inch of meat this half-elf has to offer, you give her hip a hard squeeze through her dress, eliciting a high pitched moan that she closes her hand over her mouth to cut short.
"We'll actually be alone here, right?" Flare then asks with shaky breath as your impatient necking continues to send waves of delight through her. "No visitors? No audience? No pesky fairies or foxes?"
"That's right. Here we can be completely alone, uninterrupted, and free to do whatever we want, for however long we want." You say giving yourself a second to breathe and bring yourself back to face, and you see your half-elf visibly relax before her eyes become orbs of fiery lust.
"Good. I don't think I could stand having to wait for another chance to finally be alone. I need you, Anon. All of you. Tonight." Flare takes to your face in her hands, slowly bringing you closer, her eyes trail down your body, and she breathes out an almost frustrated groan. "Get off me and get those clothes off. Now."
An order that would meet no argument. You spring backwards onto your feet and your shirt flies off your person is record breaking speed. You look to your audience, who now sits with her legs fidgeting on the edge of the bed, along with a blaze in her eyes and a hand gliding over her own chest. You smirk and undo your belt, tossing it to the side, and that marks the end of the half-elf's resistance to her own temptations. She rockets to her feet and wraps you in her embrace, plunging her tongue into your mouth while her hands explore you bare back. You begin to reciprocate and your hands quickly find their way to Flare's meaty ass, giving her cheeks a hard squeeze. Your own indulgence is then cut short, as you are suddenly thrust onto the bed with your feet still planted on the floor.
"H-Hey" you utter, but your words become lost as soon as your eyes behold Flare, on her knees between your legs, and her fingers already within your waistband.
She slinks her body back, pulling your pants until your stiff dick flicks back and forth after being rescued from its confinement. The view of Flare's red hot stare focused on your throbbing cock makes the heat go directly to your cheeks, and you can't help but feel at a slight disadvantage being the only one naked. Flare takes her time, despite how the silence is quickly killing you, observing you in a state she has never seen you in before. She straightens herself, her chest just nearly touching your tip, and you fight every instinct that tells you to buck closer. Flare has taken the lead, and you will let her set the pace, for now.
"It really does look a lot more…imposing when it's out in the open." She says, moving her gaze to meet yours, and she wraps a tentative hand around your shaft, the touch making your legs twitch, and her smile widen. She stands up and turns, taking the tails of the long blue sash that is always tied in a nice bow just above her ass and begins to pull them slowly apart. You watch her toss the belt away and begin to pull her skirt down, bending over to give you a perfect close up of her wide and voluptuous rump that is barely contained by silken smooth blue laced panties.
Your dick twitches, and Flare hums with satisfaction when she continues to strip; undoing the red ribbon that holds her collar piece to her neck. Now clothed in just her top, she turns and using just a thumb, flicks the button that clasps the garment across her stomach apart, revealing her midriff and making your heart race even faster. The half-elf has become intoxicated by your response, her lips are permanently curved up from the dangerous mixture of the lust, and the power she feels she has over you. Her hands run up her navel and slow to a sensual drag over her breasts, capturing your attention with every single centimeter they touch. She stops at the straps that cross down her collar, and wedges a thumb under each, tugging them twice to make her boobs heave up and down, hypnotizing you with their bounce. Then in what might be considered an exercise in torture, she turns her back to you, and as you are about to voice your protest, she steps backward and lowers herself to sit in your lap.
The lacey fabric against your shaft makes you grunt in pleasure, thrusting yourself up the middle in an attempt to trap your cock between her asscheeks. She grinds her rump fully into you, making your length run up and down her backside, and you hunger for more, for everything Flare is. You wrap your arms around her stomach, and your hands find those wonderful mounds that she still keeps concealed. Flare moans from your groping, putting more pressure on your crotch, and the rise in pleasure makes you even more bold and impatient. You slide your hands underneath her crop and are finally met with your newest obsession; Flare's bare, big half-elven tits that melt between your fingertips.
Flare lets out a soft gasp when you begin to kneed her plush skin, your hips grind in sync, and your fingers find the stiff point of one of her nipples as you continue to explore. You give the enlarged nub a hard pinch, and the body against you shudders and spazzes. Flare leans backward, hooking an arm behind your neck as she lifts herself up ever so slightly off your lap, just enough to free your cock which aches from the disconnect. The half-elf reaches down, grabbing ahold of your shaft while lowering herself back down, and the head of your dick rubs against the now damp barrier she wears. Gripping you a little harder, Flare uses your cock to tease herself through her panties, and you continue to squeeze and pull at her breasts.
The friction you feel from the intense rubbing, the slide of her bare legs against yours, and the moans she lets out, it all makes you want to ravage the woman who clings to you in clumsy ecstasy. You crane your neck forward and around the locks of Flare's ponytail to sink your teeth playfully into her neck again. Flare tenses at your firm kiss, pressing your dick so hard into her that her panties start to dig into her folds, and you feel the temperature rise around your tip. You don't stop there, you have the perfect vantage point to partake in another delicacy of Flare's body. The ears that you find so beautiful and alluring, you begin to plant your lips against the back of one of their lobes, savoring their taste that is laced with a hint of ocean air.
"F-Fuck!" Flare grunts when your teeth then nibble at the tips of her ear, and her hips crash down against your thighs. She shudders in your grasp, letting go of your dick to let herself lean completely into your embrace. You release her ear from your lips to let her catch her breath, but the half-elf turns her head to yours and demands your lips upon hers again. Your kissing is fierce, but controlled and more sensual. You try to gently massage her boobs, but her tight top makes maneuvering your hand difficult and uncomfortable.
"Can you take that off already?" You ask when you find an opening to separate yourself from the half-elf's oral assault of your mouth. "It's not fair that I'm the only one naked here."
"It's your fault for distracting me." Flare fires back huskily, and in one fluid motion, she hops off of you and pushes you down. She then grabs your legs and hoists them onto the bed, followed by her bouncing atop the pillowy surface on her knees. Her hands work in practiced haste behind her back to undo the straps that hold her blouse to her body, and she watches the anticipation on your face with immense satisfaction. When the white bands come undone, she interlaces her hand behind her head, and lets gravity do the rest. Freed from their cloth prison, Flare's breasts are allowed to fall to their natural resting place, and her dark tan nipples stand at full attention for you. "Are these what you wanted to see~" she asks, holding up each of her girls and giving them a playful shuffle.
"I'm going to do more than just see them." You retort with a hungry grin.
"Oh I hope you will, but first, just lay there and relax, Anonnnn" she bends forward, crawling her body across your skin until her lips find your neck, and she returns the love bites you had just given her. Her light and moist suction tickles you slightly, making you fight the urge to squirm, and as if to answer you, Flare begins working her way down, planting wet, sloppy kisses along your pectorals, then your nipples before she slides her tongue all down your abdomen. "You got me good just now when you sucked on my ear, and you know I won't let you have a leg up on me, so get ready."
The way Flare seems to not be holding herself back from partaking in every inch of you drives you wild. You watch her slide her breasts along your bare skin, and your breath gets caught in your chest when your cock feels those mounds graze against it. Flare looks up at you, cocksure of herself, as she feeds your dick right between her tits so that your head is poking out through her cleavage. You grip the sheets and thrust your hips up, wanting to feel more of that smooth and sweat slick skin along your length, earning a surprised, but pleased gasp from Flare. She begins to slide herself downward, relishing in how every movement sends waves of pleasure through your body. You can feel her nipples poke your balls after your cock is given some fresh air, but the overstimulation you are neck deep in does not stop there, soft, and gentle fingers wrap around the base of your shaft, then a silk-like kiss strikes the tip of your member like lightning.
Flare lays with your cock pointed straight up beside her face, and her eyes reveal a glint of nervousness as she shifts her eyes between you and it. You are about to ask what's wrong, but the half-elf puts aside her own inhibitions and wraps her mouth around the tip of your cock, silencing any notion of intelligent thought you might have. The immense warmth of her mouth completely overtakes your senses, and your cock pulses against her tongue, wanting to feel more of it.
You let out a stuttering gasp, and Flare moans when your body thrusts you further into her mouth and throws off the unsteady rhythm of sucking and stroking she was doing. Instead, she lowers herself more, swirling her tongue around your length as she goes. When she reaches about halfway, she stops her descent, she holds you in place for a few more seconds, making attempts to reach further down to the base of your shaft with her tongue, before slowly bringing her head back up, clamping her lips tight around you as she goes. When only your head remains enclosed, she bobs back down again, giving your dick all the love she has to give. After another pass that brings you ever closer to orgasm, Flare finds her rhythm and her working of your cock becomes faster. You begin to thrust up in sync with her descents, and the way her tongue tickles your glands quickly becomes too much for you to handle.
"Gods! Holy shit, Flare! Keep going." When your grunts reach your lover's ears, she nods and locks eyes with you. That beautiful coffee colored face, sucking your dick and giving you the most loving eyes as she does it. You feel yourself getting close, and you reach forward and take a needing grip of Flare by both her ears. You squeeze those pointed marks of her lineage and drive her as far down onto your cock as her throat will let you. She coughs once, but is determined to keep you inside until you blow, her tongue licks every crevice she can reach, and the hand that isn't trying to milk you into her mouth is tenderly against your inner thigh. Your hands move to grip the back of Flare's head to return the tender contact, and she does not try to relent or remove herself from trying to deepthroat you. She bobs again, pushing yours and hers limits, and you start to erupt. Holding on for dear life, you buck and unleash three powerful shots of cum into Flare's mouth. Your entire body tingles as you ride out your own orgasm, the tension you built up over the days evaporates from your entire being.
When Flare assumes you are finished, she opens her eyes and sluggishly lifts her mouth away from your cock that flops down onto your groin, glistening with saliva and a little of your own aftermath. You go to gaze at your lover who now was full cheeked and struggling considerably. She turns away from you, and with an immense amount of strength and willpower, she swallows. After taking a much needed breath, she turns back around, with a beaming smile. You breathe a sigh of relief and get the girl a much needed drink. After filling one of the nearby wine glasses with water made of your own mana, Flare gladly takes it and drinks half of it in one swig.
"Flare, that was incredible." You crawl back onto the bed and rise to your knees to give her a kiss on the forehead.
"You really thought so? I wasn't bad at it was I?" She asks, and the question baffles you. "I never did that before, but I wanted to try something like that the other night, then before I could get your pants off-"
You silence the half-elf's babbling with another kiss, on those beautiful lips of hers, and you linger for just a moment. When you separate, Flare's cheeks grow tinted, and she returns the pride and affection you feel for her.
"Well I guess that answers that. But that said, That…was a lot harder than I thought it would be." Flare remarks and rubs the bottom of her jaw.
"Are you alright? I didn't hurt you or anything, did I? I was getting a little into it and-"
"I'm fine, you goof." Flare waves you down. "I'm just going to need to get used to it."
"But for now." You say, taking your beloved by her shoulders and gently easing her onto her back. "Your turn."
When Flare's head hits the pillow, you take your chance to return her earlier favor and relieve her of her underwear. The laced frills of her panties delight your fingertips as you come between them and the caramel skin they now glide over. When you hold the holy relic in your hands, the full magnificence that is Flare now lies before you.
Fully illuminated by moonlight, Flare's naked body is a work of art, and you are going to admire every inch of it before the night is through. You get on your hands and knees and crawl over her, thanking whatever gods are out there for blessing you with the chance to partake in such beauty. Flare looks up at you with a mix of longing and apprehension. You caress her face, making her relax into your touch and accept the single, loving kiss you lean down to give her. When your lips part, you move downward. You resist the urge to linger at her neck, or make a b-line for her ears, you stay focused on your destination, and make your next stop at her breasts. You trace a quick circle around one of her nipples with your tongue before giving it a quick suck. The protruded nub of skin becomes even harder in your mouth, feeling like solid diamond as you give it a farewell pull with your puckered lips.
Your worship of Flare's body continues to bring you south, and every squeeze and kiss you give makes your coffee colored angel moan in approval. Your hands cannot get enough of her legs, every curve, every area that gives so easily under your fingertips, you can feel your lustful fire begin to reignite, but then your chin reaches the valley containing your true prize. You look up at Flare, wanting to make sure she is comfortable before continuing. She looks down at you with lovestruck eyes, she is waiting, no, she needs you to venture further, and so you shall.
Lowering yourself back down, you are hit by the pungent aroma of Flare's sex. Her deep brown folds are drenched with her own juices, causing them to shimmer in the ambient moonlight. You give her pussy a testing touch; just two forefingers to part the curtain to reveal her swollen clit. Flare lets out an approving sigh, imploring you to make your woman feel as good as she made you feel. It may be your first time doing this, but it was hers and as well, and you refuse to be outdone by her, in magic or in love.
You lean in and let your tongue begin to work, sliding down Flare's slit. It's slippery smooth across the feelers of your tongue, and while the taste is something similar to that of copper, it is not unpleasant, but not exactly appealing either, although for some reason, you want more. You begin to lap with longer strokes, starting at the ball of her clit, and working your way down her outer walls until you reach her entrance. Flare's moans of pleasure start to get louder, giving you fire to continue your efforts. You prod her sopping hole, the taste even more pungent than before, but it sates some of your hunger. Flare twitches within your hands, and you hook your arms under and over her thighs to tighten your hold on her, as well as keep you steady as you go to town on that slippery smooth pussy.
The faster your tongue begins to move and apply pressure to the half-elf's clit and its surrounding walls, the faster her breathing becomes. The way she writhes because of your touch drives you wild, being the one to administer such pleasure makes you swell with pride, but you must keep yourself in check, this is about her; your lover. You let your inner gentlemanly instinct take over, responding to how her body reacts to where and how you pleasure her with your mouth. Her hand then clenches around your head, driving you further into her, and you can feel that you are close to bringing her over the edge. Your tongue presses down on her clit and you begin to draw all matter of shapes along its curve, causing Flare to dig her nails into your scalp in conjunction with clamping your head between her thighs. She starts to convulse, gasping your name as she spreads even more of her juices around your mouth and chin with her crashing climax. When she seems to be over the peak, you switch your technique to give long, sensual licks up and down her slit, giving your lover a smooth ride back down to earth.
Flare's legs relax after a few minutes, releasing you from the heavenly man-trap that was her thighs. You rise back up and take a much needed breath of fresh air, and look at your beloved soaking in the afterglow. Flare's chest heaves up and down with her heavy breathing, but her smile could not be wider.
"Not bad for a first try, huh?" You break the silence with a cheeky grin.
"I really shouldn't feed that ego of yours with a response, but that was amazing." Flare says between catching her breath, and she gives her body a full stretch along the bed, letting out a pleased sigh at the end. "Now get back over here" she curls a finger toward herself.
You crawl over Flare with earnest, and plant your lips on hers as you let your naked bodies brush against one another. She pulls you deeper into her embrace, spreading her legs to welcome your lowered hips as you suck each other's faces as if they held a valuable lifesource. When your hardened shaft runs up Flare's folds, you both let out immense moans, and retract your tongues and gaze into this moment. Flare holds a hint of nervousness behind her amber eyes, but the trust she feels for you, and the heightened lust you both share outweighs that all by the tons.
"I want to feel you, Anon." She whispers to you, lifting her hips to rub her wettened sex up your cock. "Do it. I've wanted this for so long. I wanna be one with you."
"Me too. I love you, Flare." You whisper back, and you start to line yourself up with her entrance, giving it a teasing prod. "Try to relax, this might hurt a little at first."
"Don't worry about me. I know." Flare assures you. "Besides, didn't you say there's nothing I can't handle? I think I can handle being yours. Easy."
You chuckle at the half-elf's bravado, but also feel how her words touch your heart. You push in, breaching Flare's walls and your breath gets caught in your chest from the heat enveloping the tip of your dick. It takes almost all your willpower to keep yourself from plunging balls deep into Flare, but with shaky limbs, you look and observe how your lover is faring. Flare shuts her eyes tight and takes a deep breath through her nose, and only when she visibly relaxes, you take the cue to continue, pushing another inch into her, and every gentle advance you make, helps her welcome you more. Her cunt tightens around you, and you lock eyes.
"Wow…" Flare utters, wearing almost a drunk smile that tickles your heart.
"Yeah…wow." You can't think of anything else to say, all you can focus on is how it feels inside this beautiful half-elf; hot, fulfilling, and probably most important; the intimacy of your connection. Now together in body and soul, you feel so right.
"It's alright to start moving a bit more now." Flare speaks, breaking you out of your pleasured daze. "It hurts a little like Watame said, but it's starting to feel good, really good. How about you?"
"Me? I'm with the half-elf I love, in the middle of a moonlit ocean, getting to finally be with her in ways only dreamt about. I'm living the dream right now." You smile, making the woman you are connected with blush.
"I admit, I may have fantasized about something like this a few times already…" Flare says coyly.
"Oh? And how was I?"
"Hard to say~ It's always a little hazy afterward. Would you mind jogging my memory a bit?" Flare bites her lower lip, and the time for mid-coitus pillow talk has ended. The half-elf has goaded you again, and you have the power to wipe that smug smile off her face for the rest of the night.
With so many different switches of yours flipped, you begin to take long, controlled thrusts into Flare, burying yourself just a little deeper with each pass, and with each completion, she moans with the new and irresistible sensations that are firing all across her system. All other thoughts soon empty your head, all you can focus on is how impossibly tight Flare's cunt is, and how her boobs bounce up and down with each hard push you make into her body. You straighten up, and grab her by her meaty hips to begin pounding her with more vigor.
"Oh!" She gasps, and the spots your dick must be hitting start to make her see stars. Her grip around your cock tightens even more, almost preventing you from retracting even halfway out of Flare before you dive back in.
You keep delivering your love to your half-elf, your body demands that you plow everything you have into her, and her body demands more of you, all of you. Flare's legs lift up, nudging your behind to bend you back down into her. From this missionary position your dick hits the deepest part of Flare's pussy, making her quiver in your arms. You start to fuck her slowly, gyrating your hips to really stir up her insides.
"That's the stuff, Anon. Keep doing that." Flare purrs, wrapping her arms around you and hanging onto you as if she would fall through the bed without you as her lifeline. To further secure her to you, you take one of those delectable ears into your mouth again, giving its tip a sensual nibble that makes the half-elf clench you in all manner of ways. You pull out until just your tip remains entrenched within that burning heat, only to slam your entire length back in until you hilt.
You hold yourself balls deep in Flare, and you both shudder at the intensity of your love. Every beat of Flare's pulse makes her cunt give your cock a tender squeeze that brings you on the cusp of exploding. You both try to catch your breath as you carefully pull yourself out. The fresh night air hits your dick like a magic spell that pulls you from the brink of your limits. Your lower head slaps against Flare's damp slit, and you begin to move to grind its length against her, sliding with slick ease that makes every inch rattle both your cores in delight.
The next time your tip presses against Flare's swollen nub, her eyes widen and ablaze with a fire that somehow dwarfs the passion she's oozed thus far. She motions to rise, and the next thing you know, you're on your back with the half-elf looking down at you with elated triumph. She aligns herself with you with an unsteady and impatient hand, and when your swollen prick breaches her welcoming hole, she drops herself fully down, taking the entire thing.
You lay there under Flare's total control, similar to before when she serviced you, but now you can pleasure one another at the same time. The angle you nest within her from, the feeling of her weight on top of you, the sheer view of a bombshell half-elf straddling you like your dick was her own throne, it reveals in the boldest colors just how little you know about sex and the different worlds it can take you too.
Flare takes another deep breath, and rocks her hips back and forth, making you mold her very walls into the perfect shape for you. You raise your hips, giving Flare even more of you while she basks in how full you make her feel, her hands start at her waist, sliding all the way up, over her tits, and through her hair. She lifts her hips, you both moan as your dick scrapes through her narrow pathway. You both want more, you need more. Flare slams back down onto you, sending a ripple of pleasure through you. She looks down at you with a lustful glee as she begins to repeat the process of raising and dropping her ass against your crotch, quickly drenching your thighs more and more with every landing. Her tits bounce with her movements, taunting you to grab hold of them, and you will deny yourself no longer. You grab as much as you can of each, sinking your fingers into those lust provoking globes.
You pinch both of Flare's nipples as she rides you, making her clamp down around you harder than any other time so far. You thrust up with her falls in unpracticed sync, and you continue to pleasure each other in ways you have never felt before. The flow of your sex soon becomes wild, Flare's hips begin to teeter from one side or the other, almost causing her to lose her balance. To aid her, you grab those wonderfully erotic hips that will one day help bear your children, and keep the half-elf from releasing you by accident. You start to thrust desperately up into her, using the full extent of your leg muscles to pump your cock into her needy cunt.
"Anon!" She pants, now bouncing up and down on your cock with such force that her tits almost cover her face from you. "You're going to make me cum again!"
"I'm about to cum too." You say through gritted teeth. "You're so fucking tight around me, Flare. I need to fill you up."
"I want that. Please. Cum in me." Flare begs, and she takes your hands off her hips and interlocks them with hers. "I want to make you blow everything you got inside me. You're going to be my man, forever."
Flare takes one more rise, going high enough so that just your tip is barely entrenched in her pussy, you are to cum right there from the pressure, but then she slams herself down, making your entire length tunnel through her walls that clamp down on every inch of you. Your hands clench each other tightly, and Flare's screams of ecstasy overpower your own as you start to blast her walls with shot after shot of your cum. With each spurt you try to plow deeper, and Flare eagerly tries to help by rocking herself as deep into your body as the natural laws will allow. Even when your orgasm starts to begin its fall, Flare's continues with white hot intensity; gripping and making sure to milk your cock for all that it could be worth. The half-elf collapses into your arms, and you can feel her insides violently twitch.
The two of you rock back and forth, your sweat soaked bodies removing any unwanted friction between you. Your collective haggard breaths fill the room, the exertion and overwhelming of your senses soon makes your bodies become as still as statues when your breath returns. Flare nuzzles her face into your chest, and lets out a deep, pleased sigh before looking up at you. Those brilliant amber pools sparkle with radiance that puts the heavens to shame. You lift her face towards you with a gentle finger under her chin, and give her a deep, loving kiss.
Only when your bodies demand hydration, do you part from your intimate connection. Flare, albeit reluctantly, rolls herself off of you, your softened member slips right out of her, glistening in the results of your love. You prepare another set of glasses for you both, and you rejuvenate your bodies. You fall back onto the bed, and Flare crawls to your side to lay her head on your chest. You put an arm around your beloved and kiss the top of her head.
"So? I gotta know." You begin. "Who was better? Dream me? Or the real thing?"
"Hmmm~" Flare playfully knocks your chest with her knuckles. "I don't think I have enough of a reference yet to make an accurate comparison."
"Just how many dreams were there?"
"That's private." Flare sticks her tongue out at you.
"Well fine." You scoff and roll you along with your lover so you're laying on your sides, making her giggle at the spontaneous maneuver. "I'm just gonna have to keep loving you until there's no way I could fall short of a dream. I already lost in pirate bashing, there's no way I'll accept losing to anyone when it comes to pleasing you and making you happy. Even if it's a fantasy version of me."
"That's right. You're only allowed to lose to me, and I'm not letting you walk out of here tonight until that happens." Flare slinks her arms around your waist and pushes her body against yours.
"What do you mean? You can't possibly be thinking…" You replay the events since you entered this love nest, searching for the meaning behind Flare's boast. By what you think, you should be tied, though the fact that is deciding to make sex into a contest is a little concerning, but you'd be lying to yourself if you didn't find it appealing. Then it hits you. "When you were on my lap? In your underwear still?" You feel your grin widen when you see the half-elf's visible struggle to keep her confidence. "Now what's stopping me from walking away with my victory for the night? Or better yet, how do you plan to beat me when you're already behind? Hmmm?"
"Oh, I have a few ideas up my sleeve." Flare purrs, walking her fingers down the line of your chest, and gracing the tip of your member with their touch. "That is, if you think you're up for it. I'm ready for more, but if you aren't…Well, that would basically be the same as forfeiting."
"Not on your life." You growl huskily, and you plant another feverish kiss on Flare's lips, breaching her meager defenses with your tongue. You put a hand behind her head and pull the tie of her bow, letting her hair sprawl out behind her. Flare may know exactly how to push your buttons, but you can easily turn the tables on her, and her number of weaknesses is sure to go as you both experiment with this new and wondrous world you've stepped into together. The night is young, and you're feeling especially up to the task.
The next few hours were spent being as tangled up in each as your bodies could muster. Your next session might have been sparked by your competitive natures, but like always, it was just a front for how you both truly feel. The second your love making began again, it was filled with the pure essence of love, and a burning desire to make the other feel like they were on another planet of pure warmth and comfort. You both made full use of the different pieces of furniture in the room to help explore new positions. Finding ones that made the half-elf especially sensitive felt like finding a treasure of immeasurable worth. That's not to say she was not able to find similar advantages against you. At one point she sat you down and used only her breasts to wring another orgasm from you. It was a downright unfair tactic, but one you got her back when you massaged her thighs and clit with such slow intensity that she melted in her palms within minutes.
The final bout ended with you both lips and hips glued together, and you releasing what you will admit to be the last of your reserves for the night. Fighting through bodily exhaustion, you pull yourself out, and roll onto your back for Flare to curl up against you.
"That was…better than I could have ever imagined." Flare sighs, her body spent, but you can tell her heart has never been lighter.
"Tell me about it. I honestly didn't think I could do it that much at once. How many times did…eh who cares? That's love for ya, I guess." You shrug off both the question and the contest.
"I lost count too, but I think I won anyway." Flare chuckles.
"Oh yeah? How do you figure?"
"Because I'm in love with the best guy in the world. And my heart is going to be his for as long as I live." Flare beams a beautiful smile that makes your own heart skip a beat.
"Well if that's the case, then I definitely won too. Flare Shiranui loves me, and I'm going to show her everything amazing in this great big world of ours." You brush the bangs containing that rogue silver lock out of the way so you can give that adorable forehead a kiss.
"I love you, Anon." Flare says, giving you another kiss.
"I love you too, Flare."
"We should probably get back soon, shouldn't we?" She then asks, her voice tinged slightly with guilt. .
"Soon, but not yet. Let's enjoy the view a little more. It would be a shame if we didn't try some of this wine. Then maybe we can do a little skinny dipping? How about both at once? The water felt perfect earlier."
"I think a little swim in the ocean with you sounds delightful. And here we won't even need bathing suits, even though I particularly like how the pair Polka made you glows, and how it fits your butt perfectly," Flare lifts herself off you and leaves the bed, stretching her body as tall as she can once her toes touch the ground.
"Shall we go, my darling?" She offers a hand to you, and you can feel yourself falling in love all over again.
A bond first forged by a mutual destination, you soon found yourselves to be kindred spirits. Without hesitation you both would come to the aid of the other, and through each challenge, you both grew stronger. In each other, you have found your place in the world. Separate futures that were once uncertain and shrouded in the bleak cloud of doubt, now shine brighter than any star. Whatever this world has in store, you and Flare will always share the journey, now and forever.