The Path to Heroism

She was there, yet again. She was once again looking down at him. Despite the tunic, her naked butt pressed tightly on his crotch. And the white cloth became nearly transparent when wet, giving him a great view of her breasts. No, something was different. Her expression, her eyes filled with concern. "Wake up!" and a sharp slap across the face assured the Sram he was not dreaming. She drank a potion, then bent down and kissed him. The liquid poured mouth to mouth and the strangest feeling overcame the young Sram. Exhaustion was being brushed aside and strength returned. As she was getting up, Zell used it to catch up and return the kiss, and another, soft one right after. Their eyes met and he could feel every breath on his face.

“You're shivering. Take off the bodysuit, it's wet. “

“But…”

“Don't be embarrassed. Watch! “And off went the apron, lazily thrown aside. Time to ogle was brief, because the breasts descended unto his face, restraining breathing. Eliandra gently lifted his shoulders off the ground and with one hand undid the cords that held his suit together.

"She must have planned ahead", thought Zell. The process was not easy even for him. Then, with a gentle tug, the shirt and pants separated, exposing his pale flesh. Gentle, caring hands wiped blood aside, as wounds closed on their own. Some truly powerful magic worked its course. But the Iop had some magic of her own, as she shimmied down and brought her mouth towards his dick. A gentle lickle, then she took it entirely in her mouth. Her tongue worked slowly, and with each pass Zell became harder. Shortly, he no longer fit in her mouth, but she persevered. Being very careful with her sharp teeth, Iop worked her lips up and down the shaft. Her whole body slowly swayed, and nipples of her breasts began to run across his thighs. Ellie was blushing all the way to the tips of her ears. Occasionally opening her eyes, she looked at the Sram, the gaze driving him wild. After a brief minute she slowed the rhythm, then pulled out the throbbing cock and gently kissed it. She crept back on top and guided it towards her moist pussy. A high-pitched "Haaaaa" came from the red lips, and their hands found each other. Using them for support, the Iop slowly rocked her hips. Back and forth. Rhythmically, the breasts swayed overhead. Drops of sweat landed on his face and on his chest. He could see the drops descend from her face, through strands of her hair. Some of them collected on her nipples and every now and then a large one fell. Zell was breathing hard, each thrust pushing him into the warm depths of her pussy and each pull tugging his dick, as the tight, moist muscles refused to let go.

Eliandra released his hands and brought the torso down. He seized the opportunity to grab hold of her breasts, squeezing hard. Another moan, sharp and escalating. He grabbed the nipples and tugged hard. "Hiiiyaaaaa!" came from her mouth, now biting the lower lip. "Again" and he pulled harder, pulling the breasts together, fiercely kissing both areola, then pushed again, letting his fingers sink deep into the soft flesh. Suddenly, her body tensed. Ellie grabbed him and pressed her breasts into his chest, planting a sloppy kiss on his mouth. Her pussy grew harder and tighter and in seconds, he felt himself let go. Warmth like never before came over him and he could feel his semen pump hard, deep inside the beautiful Iop. Her eyes closed, she wouldn't let him go, leaving painful scratches in his back. He didn't mind. As the last drops came, he pulled out. A final glance into the large brown eyes made the Sram embarrassed. Her expression was unmistakable. Once more, their hands found one another, and, rolling over, Sram settled his head on her soft chest. Pleasant thoughts filled his mind. Warm thoughts. He did not want to let go. He would follow her to the ends of the earth.