The Impulse of Fate

Razor Sharp

I awoke with her body against mine, cuddled together in a provocative position. Her back was to my chest, fitting snuggly together in all the right places. I hoped she wouldn’t feel something… I cursed out loud at being male in the morning. She stirred, her lovely face turning back to look at me, drenched in sleep.

“Mm… What is it, Kurdt?” she grumbled. I bit my lip, trying to suppress something too forward to tell her about.

“Nothing, I’m fine. It’s nothing.” I answered quickly, trying to keep completely still until I was sure she was asleep again. She smiled very slightly and pushed her butt back against my hips. “Mmph!” I clenched my eyes shut and tried to muffle my cry. If only she knew what she was stirring up. She giggled, apparently still half-asleep and rather unaware, but her sly smirk indicated otherwise. Waves of instinct wracked my body. I wrapped my arms around her tight and hugged her back to my chest. “Naughty Night Elf….” I swear I didn’t mean to say that. Curses, curses on my elf libido! She groaned and ground herself against me again, “Oh dear Sunwell!” I bit my lip hard, almost making it bleed, “Isra!” I whined as her grin widened. She began to rock her hips against mine. I couldn’t resist her… the musky-lavender scent in her hair, her soft body against me. Morals be damned, I knew this was meant to be. I wanted this more than anything in the world… And she seemed willing to give it to me.

I grabbed her hips and started thrusting myself lightly against her. I heard her sigh in pleasure, wanting more. I continued to grind her, with the erotic and thin border of our clothing as the only defense. I lavished her elfin ear in bites and kisses. Our moans came in quiet gasps.

She turned over to face me, her luscious thigh going between my legs to tease me further. She crushed her lips against mine, her tongue immediately delving into my mouth. My huntress tasted so sweet, like honeysuckle. I wondered if other parts of her tasted this good as well…

I began to trail kisses and licks down her neck. I then realized that she had removed her top in the night. My breath caught in my throat as I viewed her gorgeous, supple breasts. I gasped and looked at her face. She blushed and attempted to cover herself with her slender arms, still decorated in the gold and black threads. I assumed that she had misunderstood my sudden breath. I had to correct her. Taking her wrists in my strong hands, I uncrossed her arms. I leaned in and breathed into her ear, “You sneaky elf.” I took one of my hands and placed it on her breast, gently massaging the orb. She smiled and sighed lustfully. I marveled at the feel of them, so round and plush in my hand. Her nipple peaked against my palm so I stopped to pinch it. She arched her back and let out a lovely cry. “Ohh, I can make you sing.” I brought my mouth down to lick the abused thing, soothing the aching pleasure with my lips. She panted and groaned, tangling her hands in my hair, holding me in place. I suckled and nipped at her perky breasts with my elfin fangs, making her grind her thigh against my hardness.

She had become helpless against me. Though she could own me in battle and in strength…this is where I reigned: in pleasure. I was sure that she had her own tricks to pull, and she had used a few already…but thus is the natural way of all elves. This is the place where I had control, and I didn’t want it anywhere else. I wanted to please her this way whenever she wanted it. She would give the command, and I would appease.

I had not been sexually active in a fairly long time. Most of my nights were spent in lonely, cold and dreamless slumber. There were times when I could no longer bear it and had to touch myself. It was hardly enjoyable, no images to withhold to…no-one to picture beneath me, no lips to crave. I’ve had my partners in the past…but they are not much to speak of. Nothing but one-night stands and fleeting crushes that just never lasted.

Her sighs of lust brought me back to my reality. I slid my hand down her toned back and stopped at the waist of her skirt. It was silky and thin, and was not near enough to minimize the pleasure of her hot skin pressing against mine. Needless to say, my cloth pants weren’t making much of a barrier either. My hand squeezed her round behind, pulling her against me. I could feel her breasts against my chest, and her hips against mine, legs entangled. My face was burning this entire time, feeling like I was going to pass out from the adrenaline at any moment. Her hands began to roam my body, comforting me. I let out a small ‘Ahh’ as she caressed my back, making my skin tingle. She hooked a finger beneath the band of my pants and bit her lip. ‘Oh, she is so…sexy.’ My eyes lidded and I kissed her full lips, shaking my head slightly, “Not yet…”

I then moved my hand underneath her skirt, caressing her thigh and her cute rear. I began to slide it down her inner-thigh… her breath hitched and she urged me on, biting at my neck. I cupped her heat, the heel of my hand instantly sliding against her wetness. Dear Forsaken Queen, she was so slick… I wanted her even more. I gently slid my fingers through her folds, and she moaned out loud, rocking her hips against my hand. I slipped a finger into her hot opening and used my thumb to rub the sensitive nub at the top of her slit. She bucked like crazy as I whispered Elfish into her ear, my left hand caressing her firm breast. “Ohh, Kurdt…” The sound of my name escaping her lips took me to new heights. I began to quicken my ministrations, hitting all the right spots inside and outside of her. I managed to add another finger, admiring her tightness. Her mouth opened, strangled cries began to escape as she came close to breaking.

I removed my hand from her heat and rolled her onto her back. She whimpered in withdrawal and I smirked at her and shook my head. I placed a hand on each of her knees and her eyes widened. I perched myself between her legs, and she blushed as I spread them in front of me, her eyes clenched shut. I leaned up to her face and kissed her on the cheek. Dragging my hands down her cleavage and over her belly, holding her hips, I brought my face down to her absolutely glorious pussy. I took in the image so thoroughly: her swollen lips and her juices making it shimmer with need, an adorable tuft of sea-blue hair above it. She breathed heavily, wanting to hide herself in embarrassment. I glided my hands over her smooth thighs, reassuring her. Her scent was overpowering, I wanted to dive into her, to taste her… I moistened my lips and gave her a seductive look before disappearing between her legs.

I tentatively licked her clitoris, sending a shock of pleasure through her. She gasped and relaxed her legs, spreading them wider. I hummed when she did this…her desire revealed fully to me. No longer able to withstand my urges, I delved my tongue into her, licking wildly upon tasting her sweetness. My hair tickled her thighs as I moved my mouth against her. I thrust my tongue into her opening, moving it all about, simply begging for her reactions. She arched up and mewled loudly, a delicious and wanton sound. Sliding between her swollen labia with my tongue, I indulged her clit, rolling my tongue over it until her breaths became frantic and her knuckles white from gripping the sheets. Her pants became deep moans as I lavished her. Sensing her getting close again, I slowed the pace before kissing her thighs gently, and pulling away. She groaned in frustration and pouted at me. So cute. I leaned over her body and kissed her forehead. She pulled me down harshly by the hair and crushed her lips to mine again, lapping up her own juices from my mouth, tasting herself. I whimpered against the kiss.

“By the way, I really love your hair…” Her voice came out thick and sultry as she wound her fingers in my dark locks. She acted as though she were bewitched by it. I wasn’t aware that such a thing could have an effect.

“Thank you…” I said, placing my hand over hers and lacing our fingers. Wanting to see if I could tease her, I purposely dragged the ends of my hair over her breasts and down her belly, kissing and licking at her lavender skin. She arched up and squealed with glee; I grinned wide as she blushed.

Amazingly, that alone sent her past her limits. She grabbed my shoulders and flipped me underneath her, strength that I was aware she had. She straddled my hips, her round behind pressed flush against me. “Ahh!” I yelped in delight, marveled by her. She bit her lip as she rocked herself against me slightly, whispering to me heavily in Darnassian. Her eyes darkened, locked with mine. Fuck, she made me so…hot…and hard. Nobody had ever made me this delirious with passion, and nobody ever would again. I held her hips and pushed up against her searing heat, speaking something silent that only she could allow. My eyes drooped as I massaged her sides, my elf ears wilted in a begging position. She nodded slowly, caressing my face with her hand. She knew that I wanted her…in every way. And now.

The huntress moved downward, biting and licking at my toned stomach, making the muscles jump. She then leaned just over the long bulge that showed rather clearly in my cloth pants. Smiling wide, she pressed her lips against it through the fabric. I nearly bucked, feeling my erection throb almost painfully. She massaged her hand over it and I moaned out loud, wanting more of her soft touch. She hooked her fingers under the waistband and swiftly removed the troublesome garment. I heard her gasp and “Mmm” her approval; her hungry eyes on my most intimate details. Her slender hand wrapped itself around my member and I almost convulsed. Her touch was like fire, slowly moving itself up and down my shaft. I could feel it practically pouring precum, my desire almost too much to withstand. I watched as her luscious lips opened and her tongue darted out to lick the swollen, glistening head. Her eyes met mine in a seductive stare as she tasted me for the first time; licking her lips. I closed my eyes and inhaled sharply. I could have cum right then, but I held it in with all my power, letting everything build up… She licked and sucked on me, tasting me, twirling her tongue in erotic ways, lightly grazing her teeth against the overly-sensitive tip, then taking it all the way into her mouth. Her lips pumped me, with one hand grasped around the base, and the other massaging my thigh. She slowed down and lightly gasped when she felt it swell and pulse in her mouth. Oh, how I loved it. My mind was swimming, lost in an ocean of Israfael. Sparkles appeared before my eyes as I came closer…and I mumbled to her and she hummed her response. She seemed to understand that I was getting too close.

I felt her mouth pull away and the cool draft flowed over my heated, wet skin. I shivered and panted from her attentions. I opened my eyes and was met by hers staring lovingly into my own. She crawled up my body, straddling me once again. I rubbed her thighs as she sat on my stomach. She began to perform for me, moving her hands over her breasts, her head tilted back, mouth open, and sweat glistening on her perfect skin. I watched the nature-lover’s arms move in waves, her hands gliding over her flawless body, and then trailing to my own. I leaned forward and kissed her tummy. She petted my hair before gently pushing me back against the bed.

My eyes widened as she rose up on her knees, hiking up her long skirt. She carefully backed up, hovering herself over my towering length.

“Isra…” I held her hands and she smiled at me. I heard her bell-like giggle.

“You might be too big…” She pouted at me and I blushed again.

“You don’t have to--Unnhh!” I was interrupted by her wet slit sliding against my head, causing my cock to throb uncontrollably, “Ohh…”

She leaned down and kissed me tenderly, “I want you.” I felt so relieved and blissful at her words, but I couldn’t think. The heat had taken over me.

She sat back and began to lower herself onto me. I could feel every sensation crash over my body: the feeling of my tip meeting the tight ring of her hole, the head being engulfed into place, my shaft becoming engorged inch by inch, her inner walls clenching and relaxing, throbbing, pulsing… I sighed as I was finally buried within her. She growled in her throat, she seemed to be in utter bliss, my cock stretching her. Sheathed inside her warmth, I have never felt more complete. A perfect fit…I didn’t move, waiting for her to be ready. She kissed me and placed her head at the nape of my neck. I felt her nod and raise up slightly, signaling me that it was okay. She whispered, “Don’t worry about hurting me, I’ll just like it.” I purred in response, unable to truly focus on her words.

With my brows furrowed in concentration, I placed my hands on her ample hips. I began to pull out, sliding so very easily. I felt her hands grip my shoulders, and I thrust up into her. She cried out in ecstasy and I grunted my breathy reply. I moved myself in and out of her at a dreadfully teasing pace; Just reveling in the feel of her…so tight around me, so inviting. I found myself moaning at every movement, immersed in a world of euphoria. She said my name over and over, driving me crazy. I began to take her faster, wanting to hear her scream it. Every time our hips met we moaned in pleasure, a beautiful chorus. I thrust up into her over and over, quickening the pace as we went. She rocked herself to my rhythm, her lips parted, panting, my name a constant breath on her lips. Neither of us could last much longer, but we held on. I sat up and put my hands on her waist, guiding her. We kissed heatedly and deeply, groaning into each other’s mouths. We stared into each other’s eyes, then I took her hands in mine, locked together.

She bounced herself on me, using my hands for support. Her breasts jiggled in front of my vision, making my mouth water. I leaned forward and suckled her nipple. I released one of her hands and reached down to tease her clitoris with my fingertips. She tossed her head back and gasped. Her grinds began to weaken and I could see that I had drained most of her stamina with my earlier attentions… I grinned with pride and put my arms around her waist suddenly. I flipped her beneath me, still joined together. I kissed her again, and she smiled lazily, her mind elsewhere on a plain of ecstasy. I pressed my chest against her thrust into her again, long and deep, filling her to the hilt. She groaned and arched her back, then wrapped her long legs around me, pulling me deeper.

I lost control. I began to pound her hard and fast, but she… Oh, how she loved it. She mewled and flung her head back against the bed, mouth open, breathing heavily. Her neck and shoulders rose up off the bed. I could feel sweat beading on my forehead, my sack tightening to a painful point, erection swollen to the point of aching. Sparks of lightning struck in my groin as I reached my highest sensory.

Then… this amazing avalanche hit me as she came, her muscles milking my shaft, clenching so tight that she could have forced me out. She screamed my name. The most beautiful sound I have ever heard. She forced her hips against me, her heels pressing me into her hard. Her nails raked into my back and she bit my shoulder, marking me as her own. The delicious pain mixed in and I cried out.

I exploded. My seed filling her and dripping out from where we were joined. My moan was thick and heavy, a growl of contentment. I don’t think I’ve ever cum so much, not even those times where I had gone for days without release could match up to this. Looking at her lovely face, my vision blurry, eyelids tired of staying open; I slumped down on top of her in what felt like slow motion.

She collapsed on the bed beneath me, her legs falling from me, quivering. I wrapped my arms about her, our essences still throbbing around each other. We breathed together, cuddling close, completely exhausted and surprised. She chuckled quietly then sighed, sated, she relaxed fully against me. I gently removed myself from her, instantly missing her perfect, tight warmth. I rolled us onto our sides, allowing our bodies to entangle as we held one-another. We kissed lazily, sloppy from exhaustion after our love-making.

“Ish’nae wa’lu…” she spoke in her elegant Darnassian tongue. I did not understand what she said…but our languages were similar enough, and her expression made it possible for me to guess. I held her tight, kissing her face all over. I felt it too…but I just couldn’t say it. Was I sure? Surely this amazing girl is the one and only. Time has no meaning. Fate is everything. The feeling of her legs sliding against mine brought my mind back to her.

“I love you, too.”

She smiled against my chest and snuggled close. I have never been so happy in my life.