Bab 58: Forged in Orgasm
Belonging to the countryside, the small and well kept room was just about what you would expect despite the age of its woodwork.
Already in her satinwear, Ellamir tried to force herself to sleep but the panging hunger was starting to induce slight nausea. It wasn't that pressing. What is, is how Antani took offense for the werewolf because of the little remark she said. She was her lover, not Shatter sound's, for crying out loud!
Her current stubbornness was borne out of anger, if Antani would not sleep beside her, then she wouldn't want to see her for the rest of the evening. Although famished, Ellamir was able to churn out a grin, (Let's see how Antani fairs without me.)
Hours have passed.
If you are a believer in Karma, then you could consider it served. The eye she forced shut opened. The minor nausea from earlier was starting to become full blown dizziness. But it wasn't the lack of lunch and dinner that was getting to Ellamir, it was the absence of Antani beside her. Ellamir was not faring well without Antani to sink her arms into.
The room in her door suddenly bursts open, although pretending to still be irked, the anger she felt towards Antani had already vanished, inwardly she celebrated. She knew it! Antani wouldn't be able to last an evening without her!
Ellamir sat, hiding her elation beneath while watching Antani with indifference.
"Why'd you leave your door unlocked?" Antani's tone was filled with insinuation….
"No reason." …To which Ellamir's pride would never admit to.
"No reason, huh." Antani laid the tray of food she was carrying into the small table near the room's shut window. "Eat."
Antani wanted to vocalize how much of an idiot Ellamir was for purposely starving herself, but she could only imagine how hungry she might be right now, and the last thing that she would need is to hear nagging while she eats. Nonetheless, she was still going to get an earful tomorrow.
As Antani was close to stepping out of the room, she heard Ellamir call out.
"Antani, wait!"
For a moment, Antani thought of simply walking out and not heeding her lover at all. She was afraid that if she turned around, and found Ellamir gazing at her with a pleading eye, she might just forget why she was mad in the first place.
Antani steeled herself, that whatever happened, Ellamir needed to learn her lesson.
Thus, Antani faced Ellamir.
"What is it?"
"Stay with me. Please."
There it was the eye that contrasted Ellamir's constant standoffish demeanor. The eye that dissipated Antani's anger with but a single glance.
"On one condition."
"What is it?" Ellamir eagerly questioned.
"You have to apologize to Shatter sound tomorrow."
And just like that, Ellamir's mood had plummeted yet again. Fucking Shatter sound again?
"She belittled our group!"
"A simple yes, or no, Ellamir."
Ellamir clicked her tongue, "Look, I'm sorry about what I said earlier. Alright? I don't want to sleep without the two of us making up."
"Do I look like Shatter sound to you?"
"No. You're definitely more gorgeous than her."
"Why thank…damn it, Ellamir!" Antani cut herself short, she was about to storm out of the room once more when she heard her lover call out once more.
"Fine. You win, I'll apologize tomorrow when we're both alone. Are you happy now?"
The two paused. Intently gazing at each other.
Suddenly, the two let out a giggle.
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With her stomach full and Antani in her arms. Ellamir was ready to drift into dreamland. But she won't just yet, her appetite for food had been sated, but what about her carnal one?
Softly, Ellamir kissed Antani's shoulder. Slowly moving upwards into Antani's neck.
Antani, however, was having none of it.
"Ellamir, stop. I'm not in the mood tonight."
Ellamir was perplexed, up until now she had thought that they shared the same libido. That whenever Ellamir's lust struck, Antani would be there to meet it.
But of course, after just recovering from their fight, the last thing that Ellamir would want is Antani walking out of her if she forced the matter further…or even worse, Antani truly hating her.
Ellamir would settle for cuddling. Ellamir tightened her embrace, tight enough for her to further feel Antani's warmth. Cuddling is good.
In truth, Antani also wanted to screw Ellamir's brain before they end the evening. But the memories of Ellamir's mean spirited remark still haunted her, even if they weren't directed at her. Antani heaved a sigh, "Do you really want to do it?"
"No. If you're not in the mood then let's just forget about it."
Then, Antani suddenly rose up and got on top of Ellamir, straddling her lover with a coy smile.
"Are you sure? Because I have something in mind."
"What are you up to now?" Ellamir grinned, looks like she's going to have some action after all.
Moments passed and Ellamir was starting to regret asking. Cuddling was good. Why couldn't she have been content with just that?
Ellamir's raspy breathing made it clear that she found the experience torturous. She should, because Antani intended to be that way.
There was Ellamir, sitting as her back leaned on Antani. And even though Ellamir was being enveloped in Antani's embrace, Ellamir's expression was not of pleasure, but one of impatience.
Ellamir's legs were wide open while Antani freely held Ellamir's rock hard shaft in her hand. But it only remained as such. To further the dark elf's torment, Antani would occasionally nibble at Ellamir's pointy ear. Ellamir's hands were also tied behind her back, but it was more of a symbol than for actual bondage. A symbol of surrender. They both know Ellamir can break free from it, anytime she wished.
"Antani, I thought we made up! Why!?" Ellamir's voice was as strained as you could imagine.
"Yeah, we did make up. But that was that and this is this."
"And what is this!?"
Antani smirked, "Your punishment."
Suddenly, Antani began stroking Ellamir's rod, always stopping shy the moment she would reach the head.
The desire to be touched was piling up. Ellamir couldn't take it anymore.
"Antani, please! Just do me!"
Relishing Ellamir's desperation, Antani deemed inflicting such sexual agony necessary. How else would it be a punishment if Ellamir enjoyed it?
Antani wasn't sadistic enough to deny Ellamir completely though. Antani would give her what she had longed for, she would fuck Ellamir so hard they'd hear Ellamir's screams under the floorboards.
AFTER ellamir had done one last thing…
Leaning closer to Ellamir's sensitive ear, Antani commanded with a tone as soothing as it was humiliating.
"I'll fuck you, but you have to say, 'I'm sorry for being such a rude unsymphathetic dark elf.' Go on, say it."
Ellamir's pride was too weak of a force to go against Antani's dom-space. It wasn't just Ellamir's dick that Antani currently had a hold on, Ellamir's ego was also in her hands, molding it to however Antani pleased.
Rather than prolong her agony, Ellamir obeyed.
"I'm sorry…" Ellamir paused, the shame of it was setting, but she still continued. "...for being such a rude unsympathetic dark elf."
As soon as the words were let out, Ellamir's shame lingered, only to be buried in excitement as Antani finally got on top of her.
Antani caressed her lover's cheek, "Well said. See, that's why I love you." No matter how much of a hard-ass Ellamir might make herself appear to others, she would always bend for Antani.
"I love you too. Now, fuck me…hard!"
There is a time and place for gentle lovemaking. And that time isn't now. After the teasing that Antani had brought upon her, Ellamir wanted to feel like she was a newly forged sword on an anvil, with Antani as her blacksmith.
"As you wish." Antani obliged with a grin.
Antani raised both of Ellamir's legs and straddled her thigh. If Ellamir wanted to get fucked then fucked she will be. After all, Antani wouldn't think about bringing shame to the position she chose. It is…
The Amazon position.
Antani impaled herself on Ellamir's sword. Her hips vigorously swayed as Ellamir was sheathed inside of her. Antani bit her lip, she savored Ellamir's steel filling her up.
The feeling of total control gripped Antani, she made sure to watch Ellamir's face of pleasure beneath her. While Ellamir's view from below was Antani's deliciously toned body exerting dominance on top of her.
"Yes, fucking pound me!" Ellamir shouted in a haze of lust. Ellamir's erotic moans roused Antani to sway harder, take Ellamir deeper.
Minutes of pounding later, the blacksmith had reached her limit. Pleasure coursed through Antani while Ellamir was still deep within her.
Forged in orgasm, Ellamir's sword was finished off by Antani's soft walls convulsing around her.
Relishing in the afterglow by collapsing into each other's arms, the loverbirds laid into the bed. And soon, drifted on to sleep. For tomorrow they will resume the rest of their adventure.
Status Power Mingguan
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