Elf world the complete s.., p.153
Elf World : The Complete Series, page 153
“Fuck!” I weaved air and star in a flash. The enhanced jump propelled me up and over the rolling tremor of destruction, launching me a good twenty feet beyond it. The hard landing stung the bottoms of my feet, and I had to tuck and roll just to absorb most of the impact.
Shit, this bitch ain’t playing around!
“Not bad,” she called out when I turned back to square up against her. “Not bad at all. But get ready, because you know what’s coming now.”
“Wait! Hold on,” I shouted, waving my hands. Yes, I knew this drill was coming eventually. But it was really intense, and she usually gave me more time to prepare for it. “Just let me catch my br—”
She lowered her hands, and a torrent of threads came wiggling toward me. I threw up my hands, blocking the initial rush as fast as I could. There was a collision of rainbow colors, and the back-and-forth standoff was on.
I pushed back against her gush of random threads, using my own to knife back through the center of the swirling mass. All the threads had strengths and weaknesses, and she used this drill in particular to sharpen those instincts.
Wind cut through shadow but then wilted like a dead weed against her spirit threads. My mind whirled as I spun my threads, adjusting and readjusting, constantly reacting as the battle endlessly evolved.
The center of contact was elusive and ever-changing, a rush of strands riding up into my chest before my counter surge sent it blazing back the other way.
And then it was Clio whose eyes went wide when the writhing swarm of color crackled up close to her hands. But she recovered quickly, correctly identifying the weak spots within the whirling mass and counterattacking accordingly with poised precision.
I spun counter threads as fast as I could, trying to identify the potential weak spots within the whirling mass of energy. Clio usually had me begging for mercy by now, but today I was able to hold her off longer than usual for some reason.
There it was. I felt the soft spot and pushed through it with everything I had. Shadow, wind, ice. Her eyes went wide, backing away as the funnel’s core began to collapse right back into her.
“Wait. Wait!” she shouted, back on her heels. As fast as she was, this day she could not replace her disintegrating strands as fast as I was destroying them. She was not accustomed to losing, made even more clear by the rising panic in her voice. “No, stop! That’s enough.”
I closed my hands, cutting off the surging threads all at once. Then exhaustion hit me like a storm, my legs gave out and I dropped to my knees. The drill was severely taxing anyway, but that match in particular had just been brutal.
But I did it, I actually fucking did it! I had beaten her for the first time.
“Unbelievable,” Clio gasped, also down on her knees just a short distance away. “How did you... Isaac, I wasn’t holding back. You beat me all on your own.”
“Pfft, it was in the bag the whole—” I swayed on my knees, nearly tipping over onto my face. Man, I couldn’t believe how fatigued I was. “But no, seriously, that was really tough. You pushed me to my limits as always, and now I got nothing left in the tank.”
And it was true, I had basically blown my load. My ass was spent, and I could hardly imagine doing any more training today.
“But you did it,” she said, slowly rising from her knees. Like me, she was covered with sweat. “I was told you were gifted, but I had no idea. Isaac, you’ve accomplished in a month what would have taken most astral walkers two years or more.”
“If what you say is true, then perhaps maybe I’ve earned a reward,” I hinted, still down on my knees as she made her way over.
“I concur,” she said, looking down at me. She plucked at her sweaty shirt, the damp fabric snapping back to hug her firm tits. Her nipples stood out clear as day.
This favor could go in several different directions, but I knew right away what I wanted more than anything. “Please, please, please tell me we’re done training for the day. Seriously, I’m spent.” Yup, that’s the direction I went, because I was that fucking tired.
“Again, I concur,” she said, helping me to my feet. “I can’t believe I’m saying this, but I believe you may have surpassed me. To be honest, I don’t even know where we go from here.”
I turned and gave the bathhouse a nice, long, gratuitous stare. “Well, for starters...” I didn’t really like the hot steam room at first, but now I had come to really enjoy the way it relaxed my muscles, particularly after a hard training session like today. “What do you say? You down for a steam bath?”
She had no objections, so we made our way back to the otherworldly sauna.
Hot stones fizzled, instantly turning the dribbled water into billowing steam. Clio set down the ladle and brought her bucket and sponge over to where I was relaxing against the wall.
“You can sit right here,” I said, spreading my legs and patting a spot on the towel. “It’s my turn to rub senpai’s back today. You’ve been a great teacher, so it’s the least I can do.”
“Perhaps, but you’ve been an even better student,” she said, pulling back the bucket when I reached for it. “But not today you won’t. Today, I’ll be scrubbing my student’s back.” She paused a second, her expression a little hard to read. “Student,” she repeated softly, her eyes going distant. “I’m not so sure that word applies to you anymore.”
She wedged her knee between the back of my shoulder and the wall, urging me to scoot forward to make room so we could switch. After she slid in behind me, I nestled back between her legs. She squeezed the sponge over my shoulder, sending a warm trickle down my front. But then she tossed it back into the bucket and proceeded with a hands-only rubdown.
“Oh, that’s nice,” I moaned as her strong hands went to work on my traps and shoulders. The warm water felt slick and oily. “Mmm. Keep this up and I’ll feel obligated to give you a tip.”
She stopped moving and I felt her struggling a little behind me, rocking around like she was trying to get more comfortable. But when the rubdown resumed, this time there was the unmistakable feel of two bare tits sliding around against my back.
“Is that nice?” she asked, her oily tits flowing up and down my back as she worked. I could tell she was making an exaggerated effort to rub them against me, so much so that I could even feel her nipples stiffening up against my skin.
“Very,” I croaked, my voice breaking. “I mean, yes, that’s very nice.” She laughed softly at my fumbled answer but never missed a beat as her hands kept working their magic.
“The ladies are jealous of me. Did you know that?”
The random question caught me off guard. “Jealous? No, I had no idea. Why?”
“All fawnlings have a strong connection with nature,” she explained. “We are all very much the same in that sense. But I am an astral walker, and therefore I was the only one qualified to work with you. They have taken great interest in the human that has come to stay with us, and were hoping to have the chance to work with you as well.”
Her hands rolled forward and rounded my chest, her breasts rubbing hard against my back with each rotation. “But since they really had nothing to offer, all they could do was watch us train from a distance. And believe me, I’ve had to hear about it more than you know.”
“Sheesh. No, I had no idea.” I laughed, finding that pretty funny. “Well, I hope you didn’t lose any friends over it.”
“Most are still talking to me, for now.” She laughed, her hands moving down across my stomach. “But I made it clear to them that you’re all mine, and that I was not so willing to give you up so easily.” That time her words came out in a breathy huff.
“I suddenly feel like a very lucky man,” I said, resting my hands on her knees as I sank back deeper against her. Her nipples felt firm against my back, and her groin felt moist and warm even through the thin material of her shorts. “I had no idea what to expect when Zodarin brought me here. For all I knew, you were going to be some big, hairy goon whose greatest joy in life was to punish every mistake with ten lashes from a snake-headed whip.”
She laughed hard. “You have quite the imagination,” she said, her arms melting around my front in a firm hug.
“What can I say?” I shrugged in her arms. “I’ve been through a lot since I got here. At best, I’m damaged goods.”
“Mmmm,” she purred up against my back, her hands finding their way down to my inner thighs. “It sounds as though I failed to meet your expectations. Clearly, you were expecting a monster.”
“Failed in a good way.” I chuckled softly. Her hands flowed back and forth along my inner thighs, her fingers coming just a little closer to my groin with each pass. Between that, and her soft breasts dragging those stiff nipples back and forth along my back, my quickly swelling cock was beginning to make its presence known.
With the fabric of my man thong lifting up and away, on the next pass her fingers flowed deep down the sides of my exposed groin. She paused at the feel of my warm skin, her fingers lingering in place with a few extra little rubs to make sure she wasn’t imagining it. And then she continued massaging my thighs like everything was normal.
I couldn’t say why, but popping wood right in front of Clio didn’t feel awkward at all. I was comfortable around her and never felt like I would be judged for it.
“But it’s not too late. I can still be a monster, if that’s what you want,” she pressed the running joke further. I suddenly twitched when I felt her teeth press against the back of my shoulder, and again when her fingernails racked across my chest. Neither were hard enough to draw blood, but I definitely felt both.
I glanced down at the temporary red trails slashed across my chest and could only suspect I had a matching ring of teeth marks on the back of my shoulder. “Like this, right?” she mumbled, her teeth still clutched to the skin of my shoulder. “A monster? I can be that, if that’s what you desire.”
“No, no, no,” I laughed, leaning forward to pull away from her ongoing bite, but she still wouldn’t release me. If anything, she clamped down tighter. “I don’t desire that at all. I’m glad you’re not a monster. Oh shit. Uncle! Uncle!”
Her teeth finally released, my burning skin snapping back into place. I turned back in her arms, grinning at her playful behavior. Aggressive, yes, but still playful. Still baring her teeth at me, she clicked them once to show me there was more where that came from.
“If not that, then what do you desire?” she asked.
I humored her, taking a few moments to think. I rose on my knees and turned all the way around to face her directly. “No, what do you desire?” I asked, deciding to toss the question right back at her.
We gazed into each other’s eyes in silence as the seconds ticked by. Finally, her eyes flickered down to the boner I had long given up on trying to hide. She returned to my gaze and softly bit her lower lip. “You,” she whispered, her voice so soft, I could barely hear her. “I want you.”
Chapter 31
“You, Isaac,” she said, her chest heaving like she was suddenly struggling to breathe. “Since the day I first laid eyes on you, the thought of us sharing one night together has dominated my mind. But I couldn’t... I mean, I didn’t dare. I had a job to do, a special task that was entrusted only to me. I had made a promise to my good friend and had to see it through.
“But now that I have fulfilled that commitment, I... I mean, these thoughts, this forbidden fantasy I’ve tried so hard to suppress, I find it resurfacing once again, and this time I am not sure I’m strong enough to... I mean, why should I still have to—”
With the rush of broken admissions having played themselves out, she fell into me. But her lips pulled up just short of mine, as if a moment of clarity helped her control of herself. “I’m... I’m so sorry,” she said. But she didn’t pull back, her lips remaining just out of range of mine. “I don’t know what came over me. I am sorry if I—”
I took the initiative, smothering her fumbled and completely unnecessary apology with my mouth. Her eyes bulged, and her body went stiff. But then she relaxed, her lips loosening up as she warmed to my soft kiss.
I opened my mouth, the tip of my tongue tracing the space between her lips. She immediately opened up, inviting me in. Her warm, moist tongue rolled softly against mine, a shy, probing stab as if she were still unsure whether or not I was okay with this.
“It’s okay,” I assured her, my words whispered softly into her mouth. “You have no idea how long I’ve wanted this. You think the ladies are jealous now?” I playfully flicked her tongue with mine. “After tonight, you’ll have a story that will light a fire in their panties.”
“Grr...ha-ha,” she grumbled, a half-growl, half-laugh as she gripped the back of my hair. “I don’t care what they think,” she mumbled into my open mouth, her suddenly aggressive tongue sweeping across as much space inside my mouth as she could touch. “This is my fantasy, and they will play no part in it.”
With our fingers tangled in each other’s hair, our tongues twirled together through the savage open-mouthed kiss. We had been holding this in for too long.
My hand rolled down to the back of her shoulder, the other latching down on her round, plump breast. I gripped it hard without thinking, probably too hard by most measures, and she let out a little chirp directly in my mouth. “Oh, sorry,” I mumbled back, quickly dropping my hand away before silently cursing my own aggression.
“No, no, it’s fine,” she assured me, catching my wrist before I could lower it all the way. “Please.” She raised it, fixing my hand right back on her large, soft breast. “I like it. You don’t have to hold back.” I accepted it greedily, rolling the silvery lump around in my palm. Her already stiff nipple hardened up even more, making it feel like a button against my skin.
I dropped my hand from the back of her shoulder right to her ass, caressing its shapely form right through the thin fabric of her tiny bath shorts. With each tugging grope, my middle finger followed the path of least resistance, naturally flowing right up the center of her deep crack. Man, I could never get enough of this luscious ball of flesh.
Still rolling her tit in my other hand, I pulled away from our long kiss and latched my lips on that sweet button. I greedily suckled that silver nub, nipping the tip with my teeth as a little payback for her earlier bite.
But by the way she was using my hair to pull me in deeper, she seemed to be enjoying my aggressive nibbles. I kept on kneading that lovely peach of hers, pinching and rolling it so hard that my savage groping was likely to leave bruises.
“I don’t think you need this anymore,” she said, needing only two fingers to snap off my tiny thong. It was a miracle it held my throbbing cock as long as it did, but I still breathed a sigh of relief once my shaft was able to spring free.
“Likewise,” I said, wiggling my fingers down the front of her shorts. They didn’t just snap away the way my flimsy thong did. But with the help of her little hip wiggle, I was able to shed the fawnling’s damp shorts easily enough.
I took a moment to admire her naked body, my eyes scanning down her defined abs before settling between her legs.
She was actually fairly hairy down there, something I had found to be rather rare with the women I had been with so far. Her black and white striped hair was shaved into a cleanly cut square, a sort of unusual shape as far as pubic hairstyles went. The hairs themselves looked thick and wiry, almost like broom bristles.
Clio seemed to be admiring me as well, her white eyes flowing down my front before settling on my cock. I didn’t really know much about male fawnlings’ anatomy, but she seemed to be rather impressed with the way her stare just lingered there.
Without saying a word, she dropped down to all fours, her eyes still glued to my cock. Only inches away from it, she rotated her face side to side while trying to get the best possible look from every angle.
“It’s beautiful,” she said. Now there was a straightforward compliment I wasn’t expecting. And with the way she was staring at it point blank, I wasn’t sure if she was talking to me or directly to my cock.
She reached up and cupped my balls in her palm, giving them a gentle rolling squeeze before using them to guide my cock toward her mouth. “Lovely,” she whispered again, and then licked the entire length of my shaft is one long stroke.
I shivered at the feel of her sticky tongue sliding along my cock. She stopped at the end and began sucking on the tip, each little fish slurp sending a mild tingling sensation rattling down my shaft. Then her face flowed straight into my groin, my entire member suddenly disappearing like a magic trick.
I threw my head back and gasped, the moist warmth of her lips burying all the way down to the base of my groin. She flowed back the other way, her wet mouth leaving a clear, slick glaze all along my cock.
I dropped my hands to the top of her head, pumping my hips into her face as she performed like a pro. Everything was so smooth and even, from the moistness of her mouth to the constant sucking pressure no matter which direction her mouth was flowing. It was almost too perfect to be real, and along with the steady waves of warm, tingling stimulation, a severely premature climax was a real threat.
She drew back one last time, a long, slow pull ending in her slippery lips coming off the tip of my cock with a wet pop. She grinned up at me, and I gently cupped her cheeks in both hands, guiding her up onto her feet.
I kissed her softly, her lips still juicy from her surprisingly skilled blow job. As our tongues rolled inside each other’s mouth, I gently slid my hand up between her legs. Her breathing grew haggard, her tongue probing deeper as my fingers rubbed tight little circles around her soaking slit.
The hairs were thick, but not bristly or stiff as I first suspected. Instead, they were soft and stretchy, and almost silky to the touch.
Her damp petals parted around my fingertip as I slipped into her moist opening. She gasped, her body going limp as her tongue stopped moving. She was slick and juicy, but even my shallow penetration was already being met with heavy resistance. Her channel was extremely tight, so I only penetrated up to the knuckle with the first few dips.
