It Will Be Worth It
"Frieren, you tricked me." Don looked at the naked elf on the bed. "The letter you sent me wasn't urgent. You just want me to fuck you."
Frieren's emerald eyes gleamed with amusement as she lay sprawled out on the velvet comforter. "Is that so wrong?" Her slender fingers played with her auburn hair. "We're both adults."
"I thought elves weren't sexually involved or have any desires of wanting partnership love?." Don raised his brow while eyeing her pussy.
"Don't believe everything you read in your dusty human scrolls," Frieren chuckled, her cheeks flushing slightly. She sat up, her ample breasts swaying gently. "Elves are much more complex than that. Besides, I've had plenty of time to learn about your kind and their... 'needs'."
"We've been friends since childhood." Don protested. "I have not once noticed you have love for me."
Frieren smirked as she slid closer to him, her fingertips brushing against his muscular thigh. "Friendship can evolve into something more profound, Don. Besides, you're the hero, aren't you?" Her voice took on a teasing tone. "Surely, you can handle a little bit of elf charm?"
Frieren kissed Don on the lips before stacking her body on top of him.
Her body was warm and soft, pressing against his in a way that sent a shiver down his spine. Despite his initial protests, Don found himself responding to her touch, his hands instinctively roaming over her bare skin. Her breasts felt like heaven under his palms, her nipples hardening as he gently squeezed them. He could feel her mound grind against his growing erection, sending waves of pleasure through his body.
Frieren deepened the kiss, her tongue exploring his mouth with a hunger that seemed to match his own. He could taste the sweetness of the berries they had shared earlier that evening. The scent of her arousal filled the air, a heady aroma that made his blood race.
Don's hands continued to roam her body, feeling the smoothness of her skin, the softness of her breasts, and the firmness of her ass. He couldn't deny the allure of her elfin beauty, and his own desire grew stronger with every passing moment. He felt the tip of his cock brush against her wet folds, and she moaned softly into his mouth.
Breaking the kiss, Frieren looked into Don's eyes, her pupils dilated with lust. "You want this, don't you?" she whispered, her voice a sultry purr that seemed to resonate within his very soul.
Don's resistance was crumbling under the onslaught of Frieren's seductive allure. He swallowed hard, trying to find the words to express the tumult of emotions raging through him. "I... I've never..." he stuttered, his face flushing with both excitement and embarrassment.
Frieren chuckled again, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "It's alright, Don. I'll guide you." She leaned in and kissed him gently, her hand reaching down to stroke the length of his shaft. Her touch was light and feathery, making him groan with need. "You're so big," she murmured, her voice filled with wonder and desire.
With a sudden jolt of courage, Don pushed Frieren onto her back, his eyes never leaving hers as he positioned himself between her legs. Her thighs parted willingly, inviting him in, and he could see the glistening wetness of her sex, a silent testament to her own yearning. He reached down, his thumb brushing her clit lightly, eliciting a gasp from her perfect lips. She arched her back, her eyes fluttering closed as she let out a soft moan.
Don felt a primal urge surge within him, a need to claim her, to make her his. He leaned down and kissed her again, their bodies tangling together as they explored each other's mouths. He could feel her hips rising to meet his, urging him closer, and with a groan, he gave in to the temptation. The tip of his cock nudged against her entrance, and she tensed for a moment before relaxing, welcoming him in. He pushed slowly, feeling her tightness yield to his girth, the sensation unlike anything he had ever experienced before.
Their bodies moved together in a rhythm as old as time, their hips rocking in perfect sync as Don pushed deeper into her warm embrace. Each thrust brought a new wave of pleasure, a symphony of sensation that resonated through every nerve ending. Frieren's nails dug into his back, her legs wrapping around his waist as she matched his pace, her moans growing louder with every stroke.
"I love you." Frieren whispered in such love.
Don's eyes widened in surprise at her confession, but instead of responding, he focused on the task at hand. His hips pistoned, his cock plunging in and out of her tight pussy with increasing speed. The sounds of their lovemaking filled the quiet room—the slap of skin on skin, the wetness of her welcoming heat, and their mingled gasps and moans grew louder.
Her walls tightened around him, and Frieren's eyes rolled back in her head. "Don," she whimpered, her voice trembling. "Oh, gods, Don..." He could feel her climax building, her body tensing as she approached the edge.
"You want us to be a family. Don't you?." Don asked when feeling his load coming.
Frieren's eyes snapped open, looking at him with a mix of passion and vulnerability. "More than anything," she breathed. "Make me the mother of your children."
The raw intensity of her words spurred Don on, his strokes becoming more urgent. He could feel his own climax approaching, his balls tightening as he drove deeper into her. Frieren's breath hitched, her body quivering as she reached her peak. Her pussy clamped down on his cock, the walls spasming as she screamed his name. The sight of her pleasure pushed him over the edge, and with a roar, he buried himself deep inside her, releasing his seed.
Their bodies lay tangled together, both panting heavily from the exertion. Frieren's cheeks were flushed, her eyes sparkling with a newfound joy as she stared up at him. Don felt a warmth spread through his chest, a feeling of connection that went beyond friendship.
He kissed her again, tenderly, and whispered, "I never knew it could be like this. H...How long have you had these feelings for me?."
Frieren giggled, stroking his cheek. "For a very long time, Don. I've watched you grow into the man you are today. Strong, kind, and brave. I'm entitled."
Don tilted his head to the side with a look of interest. "Entitled to what?."
Frieren's smile grew a bit more mischievous. "To your love, of course," she said, her voice a sultry whisper. "But if you don't want me, I understand. I won't force you to be with me."
"I do want you, Frieren. I was putting myself down since...well... you do give the impression that you don't want to be loved or be a wife." Don confessed.
Frieren's smile grew sad. "That's because I thought I had to be cold and detached to be a good warrior. But watching you, seeing the love and joy you bring to everyone around you, I realized I don't want to live like that anymore." She placed her hand over his heart. "I want to share in that love."
Don's eyes searched hers, looking for any sign of doubt. "You're sure about this?. Being with a human, bearing my children. Knowing full well that you'll outlive me."
Frieren nodded, her expression earnest. "I am," she said firmly. "I've seen enough of this world to know that true love is a rare gift. And if I have to spend a few millennia watching over our descendants, it will be worth it."