The mighty warrior Marduk comes home. His Blood soaked blade reeks of death. His cloak smells the same way as he walks through the door, the battle was fierce, his injuries many, but in the end he was victorious like he had been a hundred times before.
"I'm HOOOMMMEE!!" He bellowed and his little elf came bounding from the kitchen. She was a little figure of beauty. She stood only 4'10, as was normal for elves. Her 38C tits bounced as she ran towards him and her long creamy legs stretch upward to kiss him.
Marduk smiled and wrapped his arms around her tiny waist, knowing that she would never reach his lips because of the height difference, and he gave her the kiss she so desired.
Her azure blue eyes gazed back at him when he looked at her. She was wearing his favorite blue dress that was covered by her apron. He loved seeing her like this. Her long Blonde hair was always free falling around her long ears and shoulders. He loved that she never put her hair up. He thought it looked much better draped down her back.
"I was just making dinner for... OOHH!" She moaned as the man she loved snaked his tongue along her long, sensitive ears. He always knew just what to do at just the right time to get her hotter then hell's fires. She was Jell-O within his powerful arms.
"Later. I want a shower now." Marduk winked at her and she blushed and cooed gently leaning against his strong, hard chest. She never could say 'no' to him and she never wanted to. She also knew what he meant because he never showered or bathed alone. She loved that about him. Whenever he was home he was with her at all times.