The Orphans

Please note a few things before reading: This is my first submission, and as such, isn't filled with ALL of the detail I could have put into it. If this scenario/world/story gets a good amount of positive feedback, I'd be more than willing to write a sequel or two with more world and character detail. Please enjoy my story and leave any feedback you may have, though I will not respond to emails on my current.

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Henry and Alice are orphans; they grew up together in the slums in the city of Storm Haul, a coastal city high up in the north. The city is freezing cold and filled with the scum that the massive port brings in; such as slavers, black market merchants, pirates, murderers and much, much more. After their orphanage was burned down to the ground by some aggravated pirates, Henry and Alice fled to the city slums where they learned thief life skills, Henry he dexterity and weapons skills, and Alice her cunning and thievery skills.

Once they grew a bit older and came upon a good amount of coin, they eventually fled the city heading west, as far as they could away from any sort of ports or water based activities, a bitter taste still in their mouths and ill thoughts still clamped onto their brains. They travelled from city to city, town to town, and village to village, using their skills either for themselves or for those who hired them, earning a good deal of coin in the process.

Henry and Alice had always been friends, never lovers, and this is something Henry was determined to change. Alice was a shorter, beautiful blonde rogue, he loved the clash of her bring golden hair on her dark, worn leather. If you were to look at her face you'd see something, not of perfection, but rather that of beauty. There were flaws, but these flaws added to the beauty. Her bright blue eyes added to this bright and dark clash, and her personality did the same. She was ruthless to those that opposed them, but sweet, soft and caring towards Henry himself. Henry was a tall, rather beefy male with rather long, dark brown hair. His muscles were forged from the problems he had encountered throughout his life, and he has quite the collection of scars from such as well. Henry has a soft soul with a passion for making a better world, even if some trouble was caused in doing so.

Tonight while travelling on the longest road they've ever traversed, Henry was feeling an overwhelming sense of lust. He had never had sex, and neither had she, and he wanted to be her partner in life, though he had never told her such things. After Alice had set up camp and prepared the tents, Henry had made his move.

He pressed her close into his chest, his left at her lower back and his right up above, making sure she was comfortable and secure, than turned his head and planted his lips right onto hers, hoping for a good reaction to his to his boldness. He received what he wanted as she kissed back, and gave a soft moan for air while her tongue naturally drifted to meet his. They did this for a good minute or so until Alice finally had the will to pull away and gaze into his eyes. She had been waiting for this, hoping for this, for Henry to make his move and declare his love for her, and it was happening. She blushed as one of Henry's big but careful hands brushed her left cheek, and her blushing grew as her shirt was being pulled up as he kissed her again. She felt a flush of butterflies and warmth slam into her chest as he undressed her, quickly beginning to caress her still covered breasts.

She couldn't take it anymore, she had to do SOMETHING to him, and she gently pushed away his hand and dropped to her knees, quickly beginning to undo the straps that kept his pants on him. After finally pulling down his pants along with everything keeping her form her goal, she was finally presented with her prize. It wasn't massive, but it was large. Upon a glance it could easily be somewhere between 5 and 7 inches, which girth and hardness to boot. She was both breathless and motionless for a few quick moments, then took her man's rod into her mouth, trying to get into a good motion of sucking, caressing, licking and squeezing, making sure to work up and down his shaft.

Henry closed his eyes and laid a hand gently on Alice's head, listening to her slurps and moans for breath while feeling the outcome of such. Her mouth was wet and hot, her tongue felt strangely magical on his dick. He was expecting to be doing everything, but this is an outcome that he had not believed would occur, but he certainly wasn't going to complain. It didn't take him long to reach climax, for it had been his first time with any sort of sexual pleasure with another partner.

Alice stayed in the trance of her actions, massaging his shaft with her soft lips, making sure that her tongue hugged him while inside her mouth. She didn't know how long she was doing it but she didn't care, it was arousing and made her feel proud to be making him feel good. This were her thoughts as she felt him flex and felt the product of his pleasure, several streams of hot, thick, strangely salty liquid, filling her mouth and causing her to gag on him, making him moan out in pleasure. She couldn't help but pull away, her face producing the color of roses as she stared at what had caused it, seeing that it was still hard.

Henry couldn't help himself, it was too good. He let himself unload into her mouth and watched her reaction as she pulled off, watching her swallowing. He took her hand and led her into his tent, where he quickly relieved her of the rest of her clothing. She had done something special for him, so he would do the same for her, once he had her on her back he lied down on his stomach and buried his face in-between her spread legs, his tongue naturally working on her clit. He did a mixture of rubbing her, licking her and sucking on her for a good few minutes, and finally she caved in to the pleasure, giving a soft mew as she reached climax.

Alice couldn't help but give a lazy, motionless stare towards her lover, the climax was great, her pose was alluring, and her position was comfortable, and she wasn't going anywhere, and she hoped he knew it. She watched as henry leaned over her to give her a kiss and, through her dazed and trace-like state, was able to return the tongue filled, passionate kiss. He gave her a whisper, telling her "I'll be gentle" and mere moments later she felt him enter her.

It was a very unique experience, the slippery, tight, hot and soaking wet sex that was his lovers. He entered her and made sure to be as gentle as possible, but he could see the wince of pain on her face as he ventured deeper. She buried her head into the fur cover that he had laid her on and wrapped her arms around him, letting out the soft words of "take me" to him as he did this. This was one of the hardest things in his life, feeling the sensation that was sex, but holding himself back for his lover. He worked back and forth a few times now, and the way her sex was milking him was driving him mad with lust. He quickened his pace slightly and allowed himself to go deeper, feeling her nails dig into his back as he did such. He stopped for a moment then heard the soft voice of Alice telling him "It's okay, don't hold back, I can take it, trust me." Her voice was like smooth, sweet honey, and he allowed himself to work faster with her. He could see the pain on her face and feel the result of it on his back, but he knew this would have to be the process of getting her used to him, and gods, the things he'd do to her once she was used to him. The thought of this drove him to work harder and faster with her, unknown to him as a primitive trance took hold of him. He was over in a matter of minutes and released every ounce he had into her, feeling comfortable in the fact that they had the coin to pay a mage to keep her from having a child so early. After he finished he collapsed down next to her and cuddled her close to him, cooing to her on his love and affection for her.

Alice lay on her back exhausted and speechless, while the act didn't feel so good because of her virginity; the experience was wonderful for her. She felt some tears roll out of her face as she realized that he fully, genuinely cared for her, currently being confirmed by his current holding of her and coos and whispers of love and protection. She eventually fell asleep along with him, hoping that the pain her virginity caused would quickly go away, she could tell he wanted to have fun with her, but she was grateful for his cooperation in easing her through it.

Henry eventually found himself falling asleep mid coo, thinking of the life they would have together. He had waited for this moment and it was as nice as he had thought, the natural love he had grown for her while protecting her and growing up with her pulsed stronger than ever within him. Once she was in the mood and able for some hard, rough love, he was going to give it all to her, and then some.

That night, even in the chill of the north, Henry and Alice had fallen asleep in each other's warm embrace, both with thoughts on the morning, both eager and exhausted, but lustful and love struck, and both happy and secure.