"You're lucky, for now. But our business is not finished. One way or another, I will have your blood!" she warned him and then hissed loudly. This made Tiafell close his eyes and shield his face, but he immediately felt her presence vanish. He opened his eyes to see that she was indeed gone. Several men carrying various weapons stormed the alley and surrounded him.
"An elf" one of the men inquired.
An older man with a pot belly approached Tiafell and offered his hand. "Don't worry lass, you're safe now." He took the elf's hand and helped him to his feet.
"I have not seen an elf for years! I'm sorry that your visit to our town turned out this way, but I must thank you for saving my daughter" he continued, placing his hand on the elf's shoulder.
"You're welcome, but all I did was interrupt. You were the ones who drove her off, she was about to bite me. I should be thanking all of you" Tiafell admitted as he retrieved his sword and sheathed it.
"Regardless, you saved my life! Thank you!" the blonde hugged him tightly in appreciation.
"Come lass, you must be exhausted. I own one of the finest inns in town, I will let you stay in a room free of charge tonight, it's the least I can do. We'll set up garlic and other repellents to keep the vampire from finding you. In the meantime, I'll have our bakers bake you the best sweets around" the blonde's father proposed. The elf nodded silently in agreement.
Despite the near-death experience and his nerves being shot, Tiafell was quite flattered by the humans he met that day. They treated him with more kindness than any of the elves ever had, aside from Alto and Vasati. He saved a woman's life and earned the respect of a few townsfolk, but he also made a powerful enemy. He could finally relax now, he thought.
After his nerve-wracking encounter, Tiafell was taken to the father's inn. Inside the lavish establishment, he was treated to samples of various sweets and candy while vampire deterrents were placed around the windows and door of the inn's finest room. His taste buds had never tasted such culinary delights. The cakes, candy, and everything else was indescribable. He hated to turn down more offerings, but his stomach had reached its limit.
The father came downstairs and walked to Tiafell's table. "I hope everything was to your liking lass. You must be exhausted, I am pleased to inform you that your room is ready. Please, go and have a relaxing night to yourself."
"Thank you, for everything" Tiafell said as he stood. He took the key from the owner and looked at it, "3-11" was carved into it. He ascended the stairs to the third floor and found the correct room, which wasn't hard to find due to the garlands of garlic hanging from the frame. He squeezed his nose shut as he unlocked and opened the door, entering and shutting the door behind him, locking it. Thankfully the inside of the room had no odor, he could not have stayed there otherwise.
The room was pleasant and more modern than anything in Elfandall. The main room was a bedroom that was illuminated by something that looked like a chandelier with what appeared to be glass bulbs with tiny flames burning inside them. He wondered if those lanterns in the streets had those bulbs too. There was a large bed against a wall. A table with two chairs was placed in front of a draped window. To the right of the table was a door with some kind of switch next to it. Tiafell placed his weapons and supplies in a corner and examined it. He flipped it and the room went dark, startling him. he quickly flipped it back and the lights on the ceiling came back on.
Deciding to leave the switch alone, he opened the other door, discovering a bathroom unlike any he had ever seen. The floors were lined with tiles, there was also a toilet, a bathtub, and a sink with a mirror. He had never seen anything like it before. The elves had a very primitive plumbing system that was centuries behind it. It was as if he traveled into the future when he left the forest. It made him wonder what else the elves were missing out on, sheltered within their barrier.
Eager to try out the tub, Tiafell experimented with the handles, deciding on hot water. Back in the village, elves had to use magic to heat their water, this was more convenient. He put the plug in the drain so that the tub would fill. As the tub filled with hot water, he examined the sink, trying different combinations of hot and cold water. Not having relieved himself since before he rode the carriage into town, he stood in front of the toilet and relieved himself. Once finished, he pressed the handle down and jumped slightly as the toilet flushed.
Seeing that the tub was nearly full, Tiafell went back into the bedroom to retrieve his toy. Luckily, the cloth wrapping protected it from being by his earlier encounter with the vampire. He then went back into the bathroom, leaving the door open, and set the object on the sink. He removed his clothing, folded them neatly, and placed them on a shelf, then went to the tub and turned the water off. He was getting excited, pleasuring himself in a tub like this was just what he needed after the evening he had, his penis began to grow in anticipation. Once he placed several towels down on the floor, he took the object with him and got into the tub, the hot water felt incredible on his skin. He washed his face first, then dunked his head underwater for a few seconds, his long brown hair floating. He came back up for air, pushing all his wet hair behind his shoulders and back.
His penis had grown to its full size, so he began to stroke it. His other hand roamed his chest, running across his hardening nipples. Looking down at the glass object in the water, he felt it was time to try it out. He lifted his waist a bit and stood the object up on its flat side, pressing it down so that the suction cup under it would take hold. Taking a few deep breaths, Tiafell lowered himself until he felt the tip tickle his anus. As he lowered himself further, the glass object penetrated him, causing him to moan loudly. He was able to handle the size, but the firmness was intense. The ribbed shaft added a unique sensation which caused his legs to quiver. It was harder than an actual penis, this was going to be an experience. He continued until he was sitting on the bottom of the tub, the object all the way inside him.
Tiafell bounced up and down, imagining that he was riding a tall, handsome, muscular man with a rock-hard cock. He resumed stroking his own at an accelerated pace. His breathing quickened with his movements, splashing water out of the tub. He lifted his waist a bit higher so the object could plow into him deeper when he came back down.
Wanting more, Tiafell got out of the tub, pulling the tab to free the object, using his hand to keep it inside him. He laid down on the towels on his back, then lifted his waist and legs up and forward so that his thighs could go under his arms. In this position, he easily began sucking his own cock, being flexible enough to get most of it into his mouth. As he sucked himself, he used one hand to drill the object in and out of his hole rapidly while using his other hand to squeeze his ass. Moments later, he moaned loudly as his cock unloaded a steady volley of semen into his mouth and down his throat. His waist thrusted upward with every burst. He knew how to swallow his own cum without choking, but this time was more challenging, perhaps due to the added sensation of the glass object.
Once he had swallowed every last drop, Tiafell pulled his mouth away from his penis and straightened his body along the towel, lying flat in his back. His anal walls pushed the object out of his hole with a pop. He laid there for several minutes to recover, then climbed back into the tub.
"Wow.. I wish I had this thing a long time ago.." he said to himself. The water was starting to cool, so he continued and finished his bath. After his bath was over, he drained the water and stepped out of the tub, carrying his toy to the sink to clean it. Once finished, he placed it on a cloth to dry, then turned to grab a towel.
However, when he turned to do so, he yelped as he saw the vampire he encountered in the alley standing in the bathroom with him.
