Fugitives
The waning moon cast its light, draping the shadows of the passing clouds upon the town. The white radiance streamed through the glass windows of a room at the inn, leaving two figures, Noah and Valia, standing in the thin darkness and relying on their sense of taste and touch. They savored each other's sweet flavor as their lips formed a seal of passion and their tongues danced.
Their embrace was tender, and though their hands wandered of their own volition, it was more than attraction that bound them together. Outside that room was a world of enemies, forcing them to stand back-to-back and fight for their lives, but in this tiny bastion of comfort and privacy, they could finally face each other.
Valia pushed Noah's jacket off his shoulders and removed his shirt, and he went to work unfastening her leather corset. More than simple armor to protect her stomach, it made her already-ample breasts appear even more prominent. As it fell away, he felt her relax in his embrace, as her true self continued to emerge. Next, he began unbuttoning her shirt, but excitement pulled his mouth from hers, and he began kissing her neck. Her ebony skin felt so smooth to his lips, and he could detect every tremble of excitement that moved through her.
She hummed in bliss and removed her shirt, letting her breasts reacquaint with his massaging hands. His fingers sank into her flesh, unable to fully hold her endowment. This was not their first time being intimate, but their weight and softness still left him spellbound, while his every gentle caress and powerful fondle invoked a quaking breath of euphoria from her. She soon stepped back and fell back onto the bed behind her. Her long silver hair scattered as she fell, like a bird of living glass stretching its wing.
He undid the laces of her boots and pulled them off, then kicked off his own while she unfastened her belt and removed her leather pants. They hugged her perfect ass as though painted on, but now, she lay bare before him, gazing lovingly with eyes that gleamed in the dark like stars. Though revered on the battlefield as one of the greatest sword masters in the world, it was not the passion of combat that filled her.
Noah crouched down and ran his lips and tongue across her thighs, his every touch making her gasp. She spread her legs and invited him to continue tasting her. Her arousal was undeniable, a wellspring of sensual nectar, and Noah went down on her like he was dying of thirst. She had a sweetness that his past human lovers lacked, the taste of an elf.
"Oh God! Oh yes!" Valia moaned in ecstasy as she ran her fingers through his hair.
She'd arch her back when he played with her clit, massage her breasts when he stimulated on her gate, and moan to the heavens when he explored her depths with his tongue. It was all a testament to the intensity of Noah's oral skills, leading to orgasm after orgasm that swept through her like a tsunami. The warmth of her legs on the sides of his face made him feel like a cat in a sunbeam, but with each climax, she squeezed his head ever tighter, eventually forcing him to move on.
He held himself over her, savoring the expression on her face. She was one of the most beautiful women he had ever met and perhaps the most interesting he'd ever had by his side. Even after living for thousands of years, seeing that glimmer in her eyes and the look on her face as she gazed at him made his heart flutter the way few women could. She wrapped her arms around his neck in a tender embrace, gentle but unbreakable.
Her body welcomed his penetration, and a joyful coo passed her lips. It took him only a few moments to reach his preferred rhythm, a steady chain of thrusts that let him enjoy her tongue swirling around his mouth. She held him tight, even wrapping her legs around his waist as though fighting to hold onto every passing second, but her embrace loosened when he picked up speed. Her feet rose with his intensity, soon up in the air with her toes curling while soft murmurs became a moan.
She was like an elegant Stradivarius, crafted by divine hands, and Noah used his bow to produce a melody that would awe any who heard it. His vigorous thrusts did not ease with time, and every gyration of his hips would bring her ecstasy. When he wasn't kissing her lips or neck, he'd hold himself over her, relishing the sight of her breasts tumultuously shaking with each thrust and the look on her face as she moaned to the gods. The pool of moonlight moved from the floor and onto the bed as he finally climaxed, and only now did he stop to catch his breath. Valia, too, was out of breath, overwhelmed by bliss.
She reached out and cupped his cheeks. "Where have you been all my life?" she murmured, inspiring him to lean down and kiss her.
"I've been around."
Valia rolled him onto his back, now straddling his lap. He had gone flaccid after his orgasm, but she wouldn't let such a thing get in the way. She grasped his deflated member and dotingly stroked it, and once he had regained his erection, she rode him like a wild stallion. She rose and fell, bouncing on his cock with erotic delight. He noticed the light in her eyes, the same light he saw when he fought her for the first time. It was the light only those she truly respected, those she considered an equal, got to see.
As a warrior, her physical strength was immense, and her womanhood gripped him like she was trying to siphon his very life force, and the warmth, the softness, made him not want to pull out. The moonlight illuminated her like an angel, while her movements and moans were deliciously sinful. The way she ran her fingers through her hair and rubbed her breasts, the lewd pitch of her voice, and the infatuation in her eyes left Noah mesmerized.
She'd lean back and undulate her body like a belly dancer for Noah's viewing pleasure, then lean forward and gasp as he massaged and sucked on her tits. Lust and excitement left her nipples pert, making them all the easier for him to wrap his lips around and tease her. Her strength failed after climaxing, and she'd drape herself across him, letting Noah buck his hips and drive into her with powerful thrusts.
After his second shot, Valia dismounted and took his deflating member in her mouth. In the brief time since they initiated their relationship, her bedroom skills had grown by leaps and bounds, and she dedicated herself to returning the pleasure he heaped upon her. She was a fast learner, but with someone like Noah as her partner, that was natural.
Her movements were committed, from running her tongue up the shaft to sucking on the glans. She took her time with it, pampering Noah with the softness of her mouth and salacious efforts. He stroked her hair and caressed her cheek as she worked to convey his appreciation. Once he regained his rigidity, she turned away from him and shook her ass, inviting him to hit all the walls once more with the moonlight shining off her back.
He returned his sword to her sheath, taking her from behind with unbridled vitality. He had a solid hold on her hips, and his eyes were glued to her ass; toned, round, and beautiful. It clapped loudly against his lap over and over, sending ripples through both their bodies while his cock thoroughly ravished her depths. Her lewd voice demanded freedom, and she'd cry out to him and the gods in the same breath. It was a perfect addition to the thumping of the bed and the lascivious echo of flesh striking flesh. He was fast and powerful, but she took it all with a moan and a smile.
"I'm cumming! I'm cumming!" she exclaimed as her body went completely limp.
Noah moved atop her, continuing to drive deep while running kisses across her shoulders and neck. His weight comforted her like a blanket, and her warmth drew him like a moth to a flame. He wrapped his arms around her, and they lay on their sides, with Noah's dynamic thrusts wrecking her composure and making the bed rumble across the floor. Her raised leg granted him better access while their tongues swirled in an adoring kiss once more.
Further heightening her pleasure, Noah went to work massaging her breasts. They overflowed from his grip, demanding his kneading fingers. His thrusts didn't slow, even as he played with her nipples. It was impossible to resist them, but Noah managed to free one hand and stroke her clit. Valia's euphoric voice could almost shatter glass, but there was still further to go. Noah broke their kiss and wrapped his lips around the tip of one of her long elf ears. It was more than Valia could bear.
"No! Please! It's too much! I'm going to go crazy!"
A cruel man, Noah ignored her and continued his four-pronged assault, resulting in Valia climaxing harder than ever in her life. The sky outside was clear, but a sensual summer storm raged within that room. They continued like that for a while, pushing the limits of their bodies. Like Noah, Valia's physical stamina was almost beyond measure. At times, she'd beg him to let her rest, but as soon as he'd stop, she'd be on top of him, as if possessed by demons of lust. Drenched in their sexual fluids, their bed served as the stage upon which they danced the night away.
After several spirited hours, Noah and Valia finally collapsed, laying side by side and gasping for air. When on the road, they couldn't go at it so long and vigorously, so they wanted to enjoy this room to its fullest. Once she had caught her breath, Valia got up and left the bed on wobbly legs. It took all of her strength just to stand, when a normal person would be numb from the waist-down.
She reached into her bag and pulled out, of all things, a gonlief cigarette, one of the last from Colbrand. A smoke after sex had become a habit of theirs since they were intimate for the first time. Valia lit it with a match and took a drag, then leaned against the window frame and stared at the night sky. Noah watched her, burning the sight into his memory. Every inch of her was perfect; her long legs, sultry hips, toned belly, bounteous tits, and symmetrical face. It was as if some amatory sentience had sculpted her.
The moonlight shined off her body, polished from the moisture of their passion, and every strand of her hair gleamed like ice, accentuated by the thin wisp of smoke rising from the end of her cigarette. After their hardcore romp just minutes ago, all Noah wanted was to brush his fingers across her cheek and kiss her like it was their first time all over again.
As he gazed upon her, Noah began to hum a soft tune, the smoothest jazz. Valia's pointed ears twitched, and she flashed him a smile. "What is that? It's beautiful."
