Syl in WoW

Author:Both Sylvestria and Speyeder are me :P

I ran into the Mage who I went through the Scarlet Monistary with that blessed day that Z and I had our fun in Stranglethorn recently. She had wanted to show me a new outfit she had learned how to make. All I have to say is YUMMY.

We were hanging around the Undercity and one of her friends came by. Good looking boy but terribly dense. Anyway he was remarking that he lived in the Undercity with the Foresaken and even got along with them, or they tolerated him I'm not sure which, enough to be sociable with them. This made my friend react a bit disgusted and the two talked about the inhabitants while my mind flashed through a scene I recalled from the town of Deathknell.

It was not long after the attack of Arthas, we learned that some of the Scourge had started turning on their master with our former Ranger General Sylvanas one of them and the one leading the charge. Hearing that they needed help establishing themselves in the ruins of Loredoron I went using the translocator that was recently installed.

I went to find a lot of the undead working on the city and asked what I cold do, being told it would help if I could keep an eye on some of the "new recruits". These were people who had recently awoken to the life as one of the dead. I nodded and walked in spotting an undead lady tending to some people, mainly telling them where to go to get clothing and asked if I could help.
The undead are strange. While they are rotting and in a state of permanent death they act quite alive. The only problem I have is they blow off most emotions. Anyhow, the lady nodded and pointed to a young person asking if I could escort them to Deathknell. I nodded and said of course moving to talk to what I thought was a young man, well until I got a closer look.

The young ladies only name that she would give was Speyeder, and she recounted enough of her life that I got a good understanding of her. Apparently during the start of the scourge a dreadlord and the still human Arthas had fought over a town that was one by one turning into ghouls for the army. Speyeder had been a petty thief and died just as the battle was started. The dreadlord found her first and raised her sending her off. She had been starting training in the Scourge to be an assassin and so was going to now train as a rogue, the closest thing.

I nodded and as we made our way I saw her eyes, such as they were, looking around and saw her start to slow down. I looked around and saw an abandoned shack not far off the road. Asking if she minded if we stopped she shook her head and said not at all. So we made our way to the shack where I asked her what held her attention.

"I still am wondering why others choose to bury their emotions. Sure I'm lucky, I have no living relatives, and doubt most of them do. But that doesn't mean you have to bury yourself a second time."

I looked at her. She was young, just turning into an adult by the looks of her. She turns and catches me looking at her and smiles. "Now who is getting distracted?" She then looks over me and chuckles, "You and I both look like we could both use a bath. Someone at Undercity mentioned a small lake on the way if you needed water. Why don't we clean up before we arrive?"

I smiled and knew from a longer life than the girl calling herself Speyeder could've before ever dreamed of that this was a ploy of some kind. I couldn't argue though that I hadn't been bathing very regularly since the war broke out. It isn't something someone thinks of during those times. Though the war hadn't really reached here yet so the danger wasn't enough to put it off. "That sounds good, lead the way."

Speyeder nods and we get up from the shack walking off in time to see a couple of undead gentleman go into the abandoned house nearby, probably looking for provisions of some kind. We crossed the road and made our way to the small lake where Speyeder sits down and slides her top off.

I don't know what I expected though the worn look of her skin, stretched in some places torn or just plain missing in others, probably was more graphic than I had counted on. Some obvious whip lashes on her back had stripped away the skin and some obvious battle wounds where chunks of her flesh were removed left her bones in some places exposed.

As she turned to put her top down I saw her front wasn't in much better shape. Part of her rib cage had been sliced open and her breasts had lost whatever firmness they enjoyed in life, now sagging down her chest. Her skin though had taken an odd dark green hue though which made her look quite interesting. It only took one poke from her sharp fingernails to bring me back to reality.

"You can't lie and say your taken by my sexy body so what is going though your mind?"

I chuckle and lift the medical tabard off which I wore as a volunteer revealing the tattered shirt I wear under it and shrug "Well first off you not as bad as some of the undead I've seen, though mainly I wonder if you still feel anything? I know you have some emotions but don't some of those hurt?"

Speyeder blinks thinking about it, her golden lit eyes not moving though her head nods slowly. "I do and I think that is why many of the undead shut themselves off from emotion. Personally I would rather feel the pain."

I look at her oddly. "Why is that"

Speyeder smiles. "Because that could mean I can still feel pleasure of some kind. That would make the pain all worth it."

I smile and lean over kissing her cheek, one of the few parts of her not damaged. "I'm sure you will."

I didn't expect the response from that I got later. I turned my back to her long enough to lift up my shirt and set it down on the tabard. After that come the boots and poor attempt at pants that I had been wearing. I turned and slid slowly into the lake letting my body submerge in the water.
As I turn back to see what is keeping Speyeder I see here sitting with her knees drawn up and holding the cheek I had kissed. "What is wrong Speyeder?"

Speyeder shakes her head slowly. "Nothing, I felt nothing from that."

I look at her concerned. Could it be in her quest to keep her emotion she forgot that her body was truly dead? I watched her then as she slid her pants off and got into the water. At first, out of habit I suppose, she did as I did sliding her feet in slowly as if she was waiting for the temperature to affect her. When she stopped and realized she wasn't going to feel anything she just dropped her body into the water.

I flinched as some of the cold water splashed over me and looked at her a bit helplessly. Without warning her head shot under the water and it took me by surprise. I watch where she was and wonder how long she would stay down there? Undead didn't need to breathe that is true but still, being underwater for to long couldn't be good for them either. After a couple of minutes a splash again broke as she surfaced. She turned her back to me, folding her arms on the embankment and resting her head on them. "Did you know about this?"

With that question I looked over to her, her glowing eyes staring at me. I shook my head and leaned back. "I didn't know. I honestly thought as you did that your people..."

She snapped at that "They are NOT MY PEOPLE." She turned her head staring forward and I sighed nodding. "I honestly thought the Foresaken we're simply trying to act tough in burying their emotions. It never occurred to me that it could've been to preserve their sanity."

Speyeder simply nods then blinks as she turns to me with a serious look. "Would you help me with something? It's alright if you don't want to but I want to test a limit."

I look over to her curiously. "What do you want to try?"

Speyeder looked down almost burying her face into her arms. "I...want to try to make love to someone. When I was a street urchin often times I would share a bed to keep out of the elements at night, sometimes with men and sometimes with women." At that she looked over to me with a smile. "You are a lovely lady Sylvestria. Would you help me? Just too see if I am completely dead?"

I swallowed hard at that. It wasn't that Speyeder wasn't good looking, well her face at any rate, but...how do you go about making love to someone who barely feels anything? Then I realize that this could be her last chance to try and so I nod. "I wi...??"

I know she didn't hear enough but she was taking a severe chance that I would've said I will, and in all honesty that was my intention. She cut me off by lunging at me and pressing her lips hard against mine. Within a couple seconds I felt her cold tongue brushing over my lips and opened them to welcome it inside wrapping my arms around her waist, trying to be careful for her as much as me.

She forgot that while she doesn't need to breathe I do and I had to break the kiss to get enough air before I blacked out. The look on her face was one of creeping desperation. I could tell that either she didn't feel anything from that or didn't feel what she expected. She hurriedly moved down, kissing my chin and along my neck before coming to stop at the valley between my breasts. Just her sheer insistence had started getting me worked up as she was almost savage in her desire. She latched her lips around one of my nipples batting it and suckling from it as if she was trying to feed off it.

The nipple not surprisingly from how hard she was insisting firmed quickly and I gasped gulping in air as I could trying to focus on something other than this young lady desperately trying to get something from me I didn't know if I could give.

I squeaked as I felt something sharp brush along my thigh and looked down as she switched nipples. I was about to ask what she was up to when it quickly became VERY obvious and I shifted as a boney finger pushed itself inside me and started thrusting deeply. I felt myself quickly writhing as she worked me over and griped her shoulders, my grip getting harder as she looked up at me hissing. She could feel the pain and I think it was stimulating her but not in a way either of us expected. She nods to me once and slides her finger out from between my legs looking to the grass just on the edge of the lake.

"I think I have an idea, but we need to get out of the lake or you would never survive it."

I look at her a bit confused as she stands, her form dripping water, though this is the first time I get to see her groin. It has remained somewhat in tact, her pussy was still there though there were bruise marks and I wonder if while she was in the service of Arthas if she was raped or if that happened soon before she died. I didn't however see any clit or hood for that matter and felt my body flush as I was certain now I knew one thing that wasn't good.

She looks down wondering why I haven't stood up then follows my eyes and grins. "Do you like what you see? I don't remember much of my time with the Scourge or even the night I died but I know that down there I'm more or less in tact."

I blush as I'm caught and feel a sick feeling in my stomach. She doesn't know. "More or less, but not to sound perverted, when did you last check?"

She gets suddenly a very frightened look and moves her hand between her legs. I get the sad feeling that it never occurred to her to check and the next thing I know she has dropped to her knees on the grass, her face in her hands as she rocks there and starts to cry. My guess is the dreadlord or Arthas himself did this to her. Why I have no idea. I get out of the water and kneel next to her trying to ignore the cold. I run my hand along her back trying to comfort her as she continues to rock.

On one slip up though her rocking and my petting end up in a most unfortunate situation as her rump comes up and my hand slides down. In an instant I hear a hiss as she looks over as if shocked by my touch. I quickly turn and look and notice my finger has brushed over the tight hole of her rump digging into the skin. Thinking quickly I drag the nail over the spot digging into the skin just enough to mark it.

The effect is very sudden as soon she is squirming as apparently I catch her off guard and I find myself quickly pushed onto my back with her straddled over me. Her head went between my legs and her rear was over my face as her tongue started lapping at the hood and lips of my clit and pussy. I gripped my fingers into her rump which made her squirm. I bit my lip and looked up sliding my finger back to the tight spot before pushing it in and arched my back as the action makes her bite down on my clit that she had coaxed out and had been teasing with her finger and tongue.

I had been with a woman on rare occasion and leaned up getting caught up in the moment and started running my tongue over the tight skin around her pussy before poking my tongue inside. This made her head fly up and moan loudly. She hadn't lost all of her sensations apparently as she certainly was feeling what I was doing to her. I started guessing if maybe she could only feel intense sensations when my body reminds me of the intense sensations I'm feeling, my hips rising up to meet her tongue and moaning into her body with little more than lust on my mind.

I feel her thighs start to shiver and shudder though not surprisingly there is no nectar to follow, it was a pure soul climax and I envy her the intensity of that rush. I yelped as just as my climax was starting to hit she surprised me by sliding her own finger tip into my tight ring. My hands clench and start pounding the ground panting hard. She looks behind herself at my reaction and takes her free hand, gripping my hand and moaning as my finger is withdrawn from her ass allowing her to slither down my body and press her face flat against my groin pushing her tongue deeper than I had ever felt before.

I grant that while I said I had some limited knowledge with women most of it was a quick duck in an ally and getting fingered until we both were on our knees against the wall and leaning against one another. And most of it was them wanting me, and me being generous. With Speyeder it wasn't so much her needing me as her needing to prove she could still be brought to orgasm, which she could, it just took more to do it. And more that even in her current state she could still bring pleasure to someone, which she CERTAINLY did to me.

After howling out my lust to the forest and granting her the reward I looked and saw a sad smile as she licked her lips of my gift to her. "I..couldn't taste it, but I know you enjoyed it or I wouldn't have gotten so much." I blushed very deeply and smiled leaning over and kissing her letting my tongue tease her lips to open and allow me to taste myself, something I had never had the chance to do before. As I pulled back with a stuttered sigh I grin "I taste a bit...odd." I laugh as I realize I had no real reference for that taste. She leaned back and laughed as she hugged me, her breasts pressing against mine, and though I'm sure she didn't feel it I sure did.

She turned her head and whispered to me "Thank you, I know now at least why I still feel the pain, and even more that while it is harder than it used to be, the pleasure is still there as well."

I smiles and pull back "Your Welcome. I hope that you keep that memory in your mind for a long time. I know I will." She chuckles then freezes looking very serious. I turn listening and spot torches coming down the road. It had gotten dark and an envoy was coming from the Undercity to Deathknell. We quickly slipped back into our clothes and snuck on ahead to the gate guarding the city where I was told I could go no farther. I simply nod and bow to Speyeder who returns the gesture.

I encountered the group and the nurse who had asked me to guide Speyeder to the town. She asked if I was just arriving and I nod saying I had asked Speyeder where I could get some water and ended up taking a bath during which we talked and lost track of time.

She nods and sends the rest of the group in asking me if I would mind her walking with me to the crossroad which I shrug and accept.

"Speyeder is someone I'm very worried about. I know she thinks because she can feel pain that other feelings should be possible too."

I nod "She talked to me about that."

"Did she do more than talk?"

I quickly drop my head and feel the blush burning in my cheeks. To my surprise she chuckles.

"It is true, we can experience extreme emotions, and obviously she has learned another she can feel. That is one of our silent strengths. And one we DO NOT wish the world to know of just yet. She will be taught how to ACT as if she has no emotion. I ask you please to go with it. If anyone found that yes we can feel if caused enough pain, Our lives would not be worth living."

I nod as a lump forms in my throat. This means her and I cannot ever be together again and that thought depresses me greatly. Then I feel lips against my cheek and the nurses eyes close to mine. "I thank you Sylvestria. Please return to your people and don't forget her. In time, we will perhaps be able to drop the charade, but for now know that you are among a precious few who have kept one of us truly alive."

I smile and she puts her hand up instinctively. "Please go, or I won't be responsible for you being to sore to walk straight." I chuckle and nod wishing her a safe journey back to the Undercity as I head that way myself in the night and listening to the sounds of life starting to stir in the forest. I wonder how the world now sees its newest, and oldest, inhabitants. Will they be safe here? Will Speyeder and I get together again someday? I don't honestly know though as long as there is a chance I will keep this day in my heart and keep an ear out for stories of my living dead lover, hoping to soon put my name again with hers.