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Veiled Nights

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To really be honest, I never really found myself to be attractive.

Sure, I may be a young night elf in my early twenties. I have long, flowing purple hair that halts at the middle of my back, and some even flowing past my shoulders on the front. I have a nicely shaped body, a chest-size I'm comfortable with, lean hips, and a face that can charm most men with just a glance. I'm a huntress, and I have a hyena who is blindly loyal to me, which in turn I will always save.

My name is Belcorona Fadeleaf.

To be honest, yet again, my appearance is all but a mockery; a facade if you will. Only my pet, and those I cherish to death, know my deep secret...

...

I'm a guy.

Sure, my body is shaped like a woman's, my face is very well looking LIKE a woman's, my voice has no hint of a male's taint, and, well, *these* are real... I chose to change myself... I was orphaned, and so I don't have any idea where my real parents are, or if my parents are even alive still. I hated being a boy when I was a kid, and as I grew up, my thoughts and even my physical features started reflecting my desire to appear like a female.

Thankfully to say, I still have an impressive, um, 'package', if you can understand my drift.

I am but a simple huntress, with a simple pet, who has started to have growing feelings for... well, an older friend of mine.

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[Ashenvale]

To be more precise, it is nighttime now in the small night elven town of Astranaar. The townsfolk, as well as their varied animal companions, had taken off towards slumber in their houses and the inn, with the exception of a couple of armored Sentinels patrolling the sleeping town, keeping any unwanted intruders out of the town.

In the inn there, one of the guests sleeping on the bed had woken up, looking around in the open-aired room. A smile crossed its face as soft, glowing eyes met the tan-colored hyena sleeping beside the bed.

"Sleep tight, Zeikfried." Belcorona got up from his bed, and slid on some of his body-hugging leather equipment, hiding his feminine-shaped body as much as he can. He walked towards the balcony looking out the small river surrounding Astranaar, and then he climbed over the ledge. He felt a small tug on his leggings, as he looked down and saw his hyena, awake and trying to pull him back.

"Zeik, don't worry about me." He kneeled down, hearing the animal of his whining quietly. "I'm sure even the Horde have to sleep sometime. And beside, I'm just going outside for a bit just to get myself back to a sleepy mood." He patted his pet, urging the worry out of his hyena. "I won't be long, Zeik. Alright?" A faint bark settled the beast's worry.

He jumped over the ledge, and walked towards the water, letting his senses get taken away by the sounds of the faint babbling river. He felt himself becoming drowsy, slowly and surely... A soft rustling of the grass behind him snapped him out of his lull, and he looked back quickly.

"Do I really make you on end, Bel?"

It was his dearest friend, Bettina Gyrospark. She was a tiny gnome warrior, already donned in overly large plate equipment. She took her helm off her head, and her soft blue hair and pigtails fell to the sides of her head. She was dear to him because she was the second living thing to know of his true gender (obviously, his pet was the first to know since hunters have deep bonds with their pet[s]) and was downright okay with it. They have adventured a few times together, and all those times, his heart felt a yearning for this woman that he often ignored.

"Oh, it's only you Ms. Bettina." Belcorona sighed, feeling a small hint of relief course through him. "Whatcha here for?"

"Oddly enough, I'm not really doing anything. I'm just bored like all heck, so I HOPE you don't mind my sitting beside you." She haughtily exclaimed. With his nod, she sat down beside the taller, younger night elf.

"Not in a sleepy mood, Ms. Bettina?" He asked, poking her plated shoulder playfully.

"Nah, I don't get sleepy." She stuck her tongue out and looked at him. "Out here in places like this, you fall asleep, and that's when the Horde'll get ya! I fell asleep in this inn here once before, and I woke up to the sounds of three tauren and a couple of undead guys thinking they own this town!"

"Oh yes, that was when I was in Duskwood that week..."

"With me, it's either I sleep in a city, or I don't sleep at all!" She laughed out loud, but not loud enough to arouse anyone from their sleep. With that, the night elf laughed lightly as well, his feminine voice carrying itself to the little gnome girl's ears. Silence followed the scene, letting the faint sound of the water overpower the scenery. "Hey, Bel."

"Yes?"

"Listen... there's something I gotta tell you. I dunno whether you'll like hearing it because you're an elf and I'm a gnome whose five years your elder, but I gotta say this now." She looked into his eyes, and cleared her breath quickly. "Bel, I really like you."

His faintglow silver eyes looked down in surprise. "Y-you do?"

"Yeah, I do. And before you start something, it's not because of the fact you look like a girl, mind you. Well, it's because..." The little gnome female was at a loss of words. "Well, I've had bad relationships before, all with gnomish perverts who only wanted ONE little thing; but when I met you, I started getting all fluttery with my feelings, but I was scared."

"Scared?"

"I was scared about a lot of things; whether you'd like me back, or if you were a secret pervert, or if you hated the thought of an inter-racial relationship... But I was a lonely woman too, and when I started having dreams of you, I knew that I had to tell you..." She looked at him, and as his face was turning bright red (quite possibly from wondering what she meant by dreaming of him), she smiled and scooched a little closer to him. "Oh, getting a little red, Bel?"

"M-Ms. Bettina..." Belcorona felt his face becoming very hot. "I... I've always felt the same way about you too, but... because of my appearance... I thought you wouldn't have wanted--"

His words were cut off by the tiny warrior's lips on his own. Her arms were gripping his collar hard, her strength pulling his head to her head's level. Once shocked, his eyes fluttered shut, as he pushed his lips against hers, savoring the too-sweet taste of the gnome girl's lips.

Bettina let him go, taking her turn in blushing uncontrollably. "Sorry... I lost control of myself."

"Well..." A stifled giggle left his mouth. "You didn't have to. I really liked it."

"Oh, did you now?"

She got up, and motioned the taller night elf to follow her. He followed her back into the inn, only she was taking him to the highest room, and motioned him onto the most ornately-made bed there. She sat down and patted the spot beside her, feeling herself blush once more at the size difference between them.

"Would this be your first time, Bel?" She asked him.

He nodded shyly, as his hand grasped her four tiny fingers. "If you're gonna do what I think you're gonna do to me--"

Her finger went to his mouth, cutting off the rest of what he was going to say. He sighed at the velvet softness of her sole finger, and was distracted enough to be pulled to the whole of the bed by the physically stronger gnome. To them, no more words were needed; her hips straddled his stomach, her legs clamped to his sides, and once more lips were meshed to each other.

Her tiny, slender fingers gripped to the now-shedded purple shoulders of her night elf lover, moaning lowly as she felt her bottom lip being tugged playfully by Belcorona. His fingers shyed over to her cumbersome equipment, hinting the tiny gnome to remove her hard, cold armor. She pulled her lips off his, and obliged to his gesture; one by one, her equipment slid off her nimble body, and dropped them to the floor, each piece hit with a soft clang. In turn, the tiny curious girl watched as her lover did the same, pulling his leather equipment down to the floor, hearing it all rustle together into a merged heap with the plate.

Both were now gazing each others' bodies, as they were in nothing but bras and panties... More innocently, Bettina paid more attention to the elf's body. Eying his bra, the small breasts that were filling out the tiny article seemed to be real; and as her vision went to his hips, she noticed something that made her blush with delight.

"Wow..." She sheepishly said, trudging closer on her knees, enamored by the sight of him.

The taller elf's blush came from nervousness; he knew that his undergarments weren't hiding his true sex at all, and with this delight, could only feel himself getting harder and tighter against the panties he wore. "It... It's not noticable, is it, Ms. Bettina?"

"Bel, you got no reason to be nervous." She inched closer to his body, and used some of her natural strength to push him back down to the bedsheets. "Besides, you look kinda sexy like this right now."

Her lips found their way to his once more, tasting a rugged tang from him, as she poked him repeatedly with her tongue. His lips submitted to her tongue, feeling their mouths seal together, as her strong, tiny arms gripped at his collarbone, then weaved itself down to his chest, his body squirming under her small, powerful stature.

Fingertips tapped lightly against lilac-colored skin, as she undid the back and pulled his garment off of chest, exposing his femme chest to her. Her mind inwardly squealed with glee, as she wisped her lips immediately to his left nipple, drawing a sated moan from the elf. Her feet planted themselves on his sides, as her fingers caressed his other soft but firm mound. The gnome heard her lover's gasps and sighs, also hearing a kind of strain in his voice, figuring that he was getting too lost in this pleasure. She released her lips and jumped to his, drowning out his moans, bringing him back to coherence.

Her hand grabbed his, and planted it on her chest. Ignoring the small flash covering his face, the hunter grasped his fingers, nearly taking both her breasts with his lithe hand, but enjoyed a moan from the girl. His hands took their turn to undo the gnome's bra, and was at awe; even for a small woman, she had a sizable pair. His mind never thought, and his fingers just grabbed her, drawing a quick yelp from the little warrior. Before he could even say a word, her eyes gazed into his, giving him the go ahead.

He sat himself up, bringing his knees closer to the top-half of his body, letting Bettina lay back on his smooth legs. His fingers massaged her breasts, reveling in his turn to see the gnome girl closing her eyes, letting her body relishing the warmth spreading through her body. In the night elf's eyes, her writhing frame made him think she was like a priceless doll; he leaned his head in, planting soft kisses on her head and forehead while his thumbs dominated her nipples, making her moans louder.

One of the gnome's eyes opened, and looked at the straining bulge in his panties. She grudgingly broke free from her ecstasy, and pushed him down once more, this time poking at the straining bulge. She saw the dominant crimson blush on his features, but chose to instead pull off his panties and was immediately surprised.

"Oh my...!" The gnome was in awe at the sheer length of the night elf's length. She always figured that one would be large, but to see one for real... she counted nine inches as she looked once more at the fully erect organ. "Bel... Belcorona, how did you HIDE this?"

"It wasn't easy, or comfortable to..." The night elf airily stated, but lost himself as the little gnome, his lover, his friend, looked in awe and finally grasped the tip with her fingers, breathing a little lowly. "Be gentle with me, Bettina..."

Her mind squealed again with his soft-voiced demand, as she nodded and started stroking him slowly. His head fell back to the bed, groaning lowly from her tiny fingers stroking him off. She smiled at his fully-hardened dick, and as she eyed the night elf losing himself in this delight, her lips curled even wider, as her mouth opened and took the head of the length inside. The silver-glow eyes of the night elf opened quickly, then as quickly shut again, reveling in this new feeling.

Her tongue drew small circles around the head, picking up a semi-bitter taste of the flesh, but still enjoyed the feeling. Her head went down very carefully, feeling her mouth becoming stuffed with this foreign appendage. Halfway down his length, she felt his head going down her throat, letting one hand feel her somewhat bulged neck, while the other started stroking the rest of the shaft. The night elf's throaty moans were music to her ears, as she pulled her head back a little and started moving her head back and forth.

Caught up in these sensational feelings, he couldn't take it anymore; the hunter forced himself out of her mouth, picked up her tiny gnomish body and kissed her ferociously. Their lips seperated, as he gazed deeply into her crimson eyes. "Bettina... I..."

"Bel..."

"Bettina... I want your body..." The gnome was surprised to hear this coming from his mouth. "I want to take you..."

"Bel..." She looked down, taking into account two things: her own sex, already moistened with anticipation, and his lengthy member, throbbing with anticipation. "I'm not sure you can even fit inside me... But, I trust you, Bel."

Hearing the caution in her words, he could only watch as she took his penis, and gripped it tightly as she drew it closer to her entrance. She pushed herself down the head of it, and continued to cautiously push herself down, feeling it start to fill her lower body at halfway down his dick. The night elf, in the meanwhile, felt a grand mix of pleasure and pain from her small, tight cunt, jolting him with new sensations. She took a deep breath, and forced the rest of his dick inside her, making her cry outloud.

"Bettina..." He lifted himself up, and held her close to his body. He felt blood trickle down from her, cursing in his mind. "Idiot... why did you force your body down like that...?"

She was gasping heavily; his entire length inside her was knocking the wind out of her sails easily. Her pigtails now undone, her long blue hair fell to the lower of her back. "This pain... this pain is nothing... I can handle this... I can..."

His fingers plucked her chin up, and kissed her sweetly, urging her to take her mind off of the pain. She kissed back, as her body slowly but surely adjusted to its massive intruder. Her insides now felt tingly to her, impressed how her body can take this. Breaking their kiss, he asked her, "Are you alright with it now?"

"Yeah, I am." She pushed him back down to the bed, sitting herself properly on his hips. "Believe me, you'll enjoy this as much as I will..."

Her hands gripped his sides tightly, as she lifted herself up and down his shaft slowly, tugging his flesh tightly. His deep moans came back to him, feeling himself being tugged up and down inside her tight canal. His hands flew to both sides of the bed, and gripped it to no end, feeling himself about to lose control inside his gnome lover. The little warrior bounced herself harder, feeling her body become aflame with his firm, rigid passion. Moans poured out of both of their mouths, escalating louder with the easily pent-up tension. The two moaned each other's names, and both reached and riding out their climaxes.

The taller elf lifted himself and held onto her, feeling his body empty himself inside her small frame. Her body shuddered hard from her orgasm, feeling herself tense up around his weakening length. With both breathing heavily, she relaxed herself against his body, clutching to his shoulders weakly. He laid back, and covered the both of them up with the sheets, feeling his blue-haired maiden snuggle up to him.

"What will happen now?" His mind pondered. "This night will always mean something to the two of us now... But she's much more experienced than me; I could never aid her in any quests she's doing now, and I doubt she'll stay with me until I'm experienced like her..." His eyes looked down, and kissed her soft head. "Will I wake up tomorrow alone? Or will she stay, if even for a little bit more?" He sighed to himself, and closed his eyes. "Whatever happens, will happen..."

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I might make a sequel for this at another time, but for now, tell me whatcha think.