The Sun Elf Amra Calaugren stopped before stepping out of the woods. The sunlight streaming through the trees north of the city of Silverymoon shone off of her waist length black hair as her gold eyes scanned the small hidden clearing that had been chosen for her days rendezvous. Her bronze skin rippled with the movement of lean muscles under it as she looked out of the woods into the sunlight. The light breeze caused her hair to blow slightly as well as the gossamer thin garment she wore. The dark green fabric wrapped around her back, covering her breasts and clasped behind her neck with a silver clasp. A delicate golden belt held the dress like cloth that was slit up to her hips on both thighs like a long loincloth.
Seeing no one around, she stepped cautiously into the clearing and finished looking around. She walked towards the arrangement of stones set up like a table or an altar to an elvish deity. She walked over to the stones and sat down beside them, glancing up at the sun to see the time. Seeing that she had some time left to wait, she closed her eyes and began to meditate, waiting on the arrival of the one she was expecting.
A rustle of wings alerted her to the arrival of the person she was expecting. She opened her eyes and looked up as a hand was rested lightly on her shoulder. She smiled as she saw the delicate but strong emerald skinned hand on her shoulder, reaching up to place her smaller hand atop it. "Hello, my dearest Steraoth, I was beginning to think you weren't going to make it today." She stood up and turned to face her guest, a tall, massively muscular individual with a hairless head and smooth emerald skin.
Steraoth smiled and despite the emerald skin could almost pass for a tall human were it not for the long, white feathered wings sprouting from his shoulder blades. "Of course I would make it if at all possible Amra. And my battles with the fiendish legions are well in hand." The tall planetar laughed and lightly caressed her cheek with his sword calloused hand. She turned her face into his touch and stood up, slipping her arms around his waist in a tight hug, careful to avoid the greatsword hanging in its scabbard at his side. "I don't have long, my love. I am expecting word of a new battle any time." His arms came down around her slim waist, pulling her soft but firm curves tight against his chest.
Amra flashed her alluring smile up at him. "Do you want to wait? I'll understand if you do." She started to step back but Steraoth's strong arms went around her, pulling her back flush against him. Her laughter was musical as she lightly slapped his chest lightly with one delicate hand. "Well if you insist, my love." She tilted her head up to kiss him as he leaned down, her lips pressing lightly against his, then tighter as passion began to flow through them both.
As if by silent assent, he reached for the clasp behind her neck as she reached for the thick, wide belt at his waist. He undid the clasp behind her neck and let the thin fabric fall to the ground with one quick motion of his hands as she struggled to release the buckle to his belt. With a smile he whispered, "allow me", and reached down and unbuckled his belt, wrapping it around his magic greatsword and leaning the weapon against the altar-like arrangement of stones. She smiled her thanks up at him and quickly unhooked the fastener to the leather and cloth battle kilt around his waist. He caught the garment and tossed it aside, not noticing as it snagged on the hilt of his sword as he looked into her golden eyes with his own radiant blue ones.
He leaned down to kiss her lips as his hands slid up her trim waist to cup her full but firm breasts. Her eyes grew a deeper shade of gold as his fingers teased the soft skin, her dark nipples growing harder under his caresses. She slid one small hand down and wrapped her fingers around his thick cock, stroking it softly as it hardened under her touch. Steraoth leaned down, nibbling around her dark buds lightly, his fingers and tongue alternating teasing the sensitive peaks, his lips moving back and forth from one to the other. As his lips moved across the smooth mounds of her breasts, his hands slid down the flat plane of her belly to unclasp the delicate gold buckle of her belt, letting it and the dress it was holding up fall to the grass of the clearing.
Steraoth easily scooped Amra's slender frame up in his massive arms and, their lips moving together with a passion, carried her over a short distance away. Reaching a thick pile of soft grass he laid her down gently. He paused between her slightly spread thighs until he heard her quiet urgings and warnings about not much time. Once he heard that, he moved between her legs and leaned forward. She reached one hand down, wrapping it around his hard shaft, stroking it with the tips of her soft fingers before guiding it to the moist opening of her sex, guiding the engorged head into her despite the appearance that it was too large to fit.
With a low moan, Steraoth rocked his body forward, sliding his long thick shaft into her waiting tunnel. Her moan matched his as she arched up to take as much of him into her as possible, feeling his thickness filling her wet tightness completely. Immediately he drew back and thrust back into her gripping tightness, his head dipping down to nibble slowly around one hard nipple before sucking the stiff flesh into his mouth as his throbbing shaft continued to slide in and out of her. Within moments of his forceful entry, her nails dug into his back and her cries of pleasure could not be stilled. He pulled his lips from her nipple and slowed his thrusts into her as her slight form trembled and convulsed in the grip of her ecstasy. "By the gods," she whispered breathlessly. "I don't ever think I will get used to that." She leaned up and kissed his lips hungrily, her fingers sliding over the marks in his green skin where her nails had scored him.
The planetar smiled at her and his deep voice brought a shiver to her spine. "Good because I never get tired of watching." Then he began to rock slowly back and forth, his thick shaft sliding in and out of her once more as their bodies moved in concert. His long thick shaft pushed into her tight wet pussy, each motion in and out drawing a moan of pleasure from her. She wrapped herself around him tightly, not wanting to be separated from him by any greater distance than was necessary as he thrust his thickness into her in long slow thrusts, his hard cock pulling almost out of her before sliding fully back into her. Her legs wrapped around his, one of her arms went around his lower back and the other went behind his neck as he leaned down to thrust into her again and again, moaning his pleasure softly to her as her inner walls gripped him ever tighter with each sliding thrust.
Their bodies moving faster and faster together, Amra quickly begins to moan her pleasure again, her tight inner walls clenching even tighter around the invading shaft of Steraoth's. The increased tightening of her hot pussy caused Steraoth to thrust faster into her. Finally she collapsed back on the grass, gasping and crying out in pleasure as his back arched and he thrust deep into her tight depths, his thick shaft pulsing against the confining tightness as his own release came fresh on the heels of hers.
She opened her eyes and looked up at her lover as she felt an out of place tension in his body. She began to speak as, seemingly from out of nowhere, a whip wrapped around Steraoth's torso, pinning his massive arms and feathered wings tight to him. She screamed as he was jerked away from her into the air and tried to rise, crawling on her hands and knees when suddenly a wall of flame burst into being around her. She looked up in time to see Steraoth pulled tight against a massive balor's chest, arms still confined by the whip.
The balor, a massive twelve foot tall creature with dark red skin and huge clawed hands and huge wings held Steraoth tight against his chest and burst into flames. Steraoth screamed in pain and Amra screamed in fear, unable to escape the encircling wall of flames. The balor wrapped His arms around Steraoth and squeezed, the planetar struggling and crying out against the powerful fiend. With a great squeeze of its massive arms a loud crackling and popping was heard and the balor incapacitated Steraoth shattering the fragile bones of his wings and the emerald skinned warriors spine.
The balor pulled Steraoth close and its deep voice rumbled with obvious pleasure, "No more will the mighty Steraoth trouble my armies. Know this planetar, you will die now and I, Ornian, claim your Elf bitch." Ornian released Steraoth from his grip and the limp planetar began to fall towards the ground, only to be pulled up short by the whip still wrapped around his arms and useless wings. Ornian's mouth turned up in a feral grin as he summoned his vorpal greatsword into his free hand, the blade appearing as a long intense jet of flame. "Now you die planetar." He gave a hard yank on the whip and brought Steraoth back towards him, swinging the greatsword in a swift right to left arc. The sword and Steraoth's neck met somewhere in the middle and the hairless emerald head flew from his shoulders to land within the encircling wall of flames.
Amra screamed a denial and ran over to the bodiless head crying as Ornian discarded the rest of Steraoth outside of the wall. He coiled his whip and landed within the blazing wall of violet flames. Amra rocked back and forth caressing Steraoth's brow as she murmured prayers to Shevarash, the elvish demi-god of vengeance and loss. She seemed unaware of Ornian's presence with her until he reached down and grabbed her hair in one huge hand. She screamed in pain and squirmed trying to break his hold, her hands dropping Steraoth's as she was lifted from the ground, her small hands trying to wrap around his thick wrist to lessen the pressure in her long black hair.
"Your Elf gods cannot save you now, my little prize." Ornian said with a rumbling laugh as he looked her lithe form over. "I see now why the planetar was so distracted that he didn't notice me coming." He raised her up higher to where her waist was at face height and slowly stuck his tongue out and lowered her down, licking up from below her navel to between her firm smooth breasts. She shuddered with revulsion and he laughed again. "I will enjoy you well before I turn you over to my master, Daxrontak for him to decide what to do with you." He laughed again as he slapped her ass hard, his massive hand covering her smooth bottom completely with the stinging slap.
