Reluctant Lover

Note:Okay I have a crossover of sorts. Kit is My Green Archer from Gauntlet Dark Legacy and her boyfriend is Jarlaxle from the Dark Elf Trilogy. He is my sexy beast I like to pair him with Kit. I have this note just to let you know, so you are not all like What the FUCK?!

Chapter II:

"Why are we running so fast?" Nesma asked her mother.

Demona paused, and looked around. Not sure where they were exactly.Various dark elves wondered around this darker area. Demona looked back down at Nesma." Because that elf, was a very bad man." She said as simply as possible to her. She was once married to him.His name is Pelys. He was very tempermental and at times had struck Demona. Until she became pregnant and he, came home drunk and pushed her down the stairs to their home. She declared divorse, and he had been tracking her and she kept running. Nesma had no idea who he was. Because Demona had her after she declared divorse.

Demona looked around again then back down at Nesma, who seemed to struggle to keep ahold of both her new toy and Mollina." Here, Nesma. Let me carry her for you," She offered. Referring to the doll. Nesma nodded and handed her mother the doll.Then Demona came upon a female dark elf with short white hair.Beside her was a male. Most likely her husband." Forgive me ma'am but.."She started. The dark elf couple stopped and regarded her strangely.

"Yes?" Asked the snobbishly accented wife.

" Forgive me, but my daughter and I are lost, we are seeking the appartments nearest to the Drunkn Orc."

"And you wish for us to tell you where you are I suppose." Mused the wife.

" Dearest please, they are lost. New in town I assume." The husband guessed.

" I am dreadfully sorry,but we are lost." Demona said.

The wife glanced at Nesma, " What a beautiful little girl." She said abruptly.

" Thank you. She means the realm to me. And...."

The Wife cut in" Take that tunnel to the left. When you reach the bottom of the stairs take a left go back up more stairs you will come right to the Drunkn Orc. "

" Thank you so much." Demona said with a slight smile.

"No problem.Just try not to get lost too often, not many dark elves are kind to new comers as confused like yourselves." And with that the couple wondered from them.

" Come on sweety." Demona began holding Nesma's hand and made her way into the tunnels.They were dark, like everything else in this town, but Demona thought little of it. She looked around," Alright....left." She muttered to herself.Then guided her and Nesma left. They passed by several puddles of water and some hobo dark elves. They stunk like the Abyss. Demona thought, but said nothing. While Nesma just stared and looked around.It was like this, until they finally saw a dim light ahead,and the other set of stairs they needed.

"We made it." Nesma said with a releaved tone as if she thought they'd be stuck down in the tunnels for days.

Demona chuckled and still holding Nesma's tiny hand, she lead them across to the appartments they lived in. Upon entering the room they paid rent to stay in, Demona's eyes widened, the woman she stayed with as a room mate,a wood elf, Kit had been busy on the floor the with her lover, Jarlaxle. Quickly Demona moved Nesma to her side and covered her eyes.

"Shit." Kit muttered, pausing in her heaving against the bald mercenaries ebony cock.And he lowered his hands from pinching her erect nipples. Both sighed. Kit leaned down upon his bare hairless chest. And hid her face with embarassment.

" What are you doing? Are you trying to forever scar Nesma?" Demona asked while Jarlaxle and Kit started to slid on their clothing.Slowly and cautiously Demona, wondered passed them, still covering her child's eyes. Quickly shoving her daughter into the bedroom.And closing the door, by then Kit and Jarlaxle were almost entirely dressed.

" Want I should leave?" Jarlaxle asked Kit.

Kit thought for a moment rubbing her cheek," Yeah,see ya and your gang at the Pub." She mused.

Jarlaxle smiled and leaned down and kissed her." Of course, bring your friend, we might have a little fun eh." He said and winked at Demona.She glared at him.

" She does not seem to like me much," He whispered and kissed Kit's cheek before gathering his weapons and wide brimmed hat with the long feather in it, he left closing the door behind him.

Demona approached Kit," What the fuck,Kit? Why can't you two..."She paused, eyeballing a whip not far from where she found the lovers."....do...that in your bedroom?" She asked.

Kit shrugged," We thought you'd be gone for awhile.Besides I don't see you with a man.Someone has to get kinky around here. Or maybe you need a woman. I don't know what you want."

"Kit, you know I like men, It is just that since Pelys...." Demona started.

" I know. I know. I know. But still not all men are bad. I have this friend...." She started but was cut off by Nesma.

" Can I come out now?" She asked in her little voice.

" Yes sweety you can." Then Demona looked back at Kit." Tell Jarlaxle I'm sorry but I am too shook up to join you guys tonight." She said.

" Why are you shook up?" Kit asked,

" Pelys knows I'm here. Well that I live in this town." Demona said.

" Oh, I see. Do you need me to shove an arrow up his ass?" Kit asked. Trying to picture, her hovering over a bent over, gagged Pelys, pants down, green ass exposed and her with a huge arrow ready to be shoved up his ass.

" No,I need to borrow your green cloak for a few days." Demona requested.

Kit thought for a second," Alright, alright. But tonight you have to let Jarlaxle and I fuck in my bedroom. Deal?"

Demona looked at Nesma, who seemed busy in her little play corner of the room to listen on the conversation." Fine. But please keep you voice down." She said.

Kit smiled wickedly," Sure you don't want to join in? Jar has a very skilled flick in his tongue."

Demona chuckled slightly," No, thanks. Sharing is not something we Dark Elves like."

Kit nodded,"Okay. Your loss."

Demona smiled, and shurgged her shoulders," Oh well." She said and went into her room, which she shared with Nesma. As the Appartment was only a two room appartment.
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Several hours passed. Gol sighed and leaned on the counter. No one entered the store since that male dark elf looking for that Demona woman. Why had she been so desprate to run and hide from him? Well the answer might have been clear enough, the man appeared brutal to Gol. But it was none of his business, he did not want to make it his business. But why did he think so much of it?Why he helped her, that Demona woman? Then it occured to him, perhaps he thought she was drop dead gorgeous. And perhaps sense he felt he was so ugly he had a weakness for that which was of beauty. He had never seen a dark elf with red hair before though. That was a turn on.

The thought of her. Her silk like auburn hair. When he had leaned over to her, he could smell her scent. It was of insense and a hint of purfume.Her fair skinned face. The light grey tone of it. Her un deniablely irrisistable smile. Then his mind wondered to the cleavage of her not too big nor too small breasts. How they seemed to heave for his eyes. Her slender figure and curvy hips. A buttocks worth squeezing. Massaging between his finger tips.

He paused in his thoughts of Demona, as he realized he had aroused himself with thoughts of her." Fuck!" He hissed, slamming his hand upon the counter. He looked around again, he wanted to get rid of his painfully hard erection and crept to the door, locking it, he walked into the back,finding a chair he sat down in it. And exposed his rock hard dick. He closed his eyes and immediately pictured her. Naked this time. As he slowly began to touch himself, running his hand along his shaft.

He saw within his mind her beautiful breasts and rock hard nipples. He pictured them in his mouth, sucking on them,making her moan softly. Further down her body he could see her cunt. His fingers gingery caressing her outer lips, already she felt wet.And ready for him to plunge his cock deep within her.

But his fantasies went no further. When he opened his eyes, and paused in his hard masturbation. And he realized this would only remain fantasy.He leaned up, letting his erection slowly but surely subside. For he knew she could never fall for him, let alone allow him to touch her. For his scars upon his face showed their disformities. His curse. And forever that should remain.