The Infectious Lust of a Dalish Warden

“*gasp* Ohh, by Mythal, I've almost forgotten just how good this feels” Lanaya moaned as Arvlen Mahariel continued to kiss,suckle,nip,fondle, and message her all over in all the right places as well as sensitive spots she didn't know existed. “Forgotten? Now that is a very serious problem” the fellow Dalish responded in a mock serious tone, bringing a giggle out of her as he paused the use of his hands-but not his mouth- on her so that he could unbuckle and remove his armor his lower armor to provide some relief for his rapidly growing arousal, the Dalish mage straddling him raising her previously grinding hips to provide room. Lanaya tangled her hands in his crimson hair as his trail of wet kisses descended down to her chest as his hand undid her robe enough for her breasts to spill out, the surprising size of the revealed flesh leading Arvlen to conclude that she wore these damned robes entirely too tight to be healthy.

It had not been the first time they had done this. They had met at Rivain about six years ago, when he was 12 and she was 15. The Rivaini humans had a known peaceful relationship with the elves to the point of hosting a large semi-permanent encampment outside one of their cities. Thus the nation was high on the list of human settlements to trade with whenever a Dalish clan was within feasible travel distance. Their respective clans encountered each other outside of a Rivain city they happened to both be trading with, a rare occurrence for the Dalish outside of the gathering of the Keepers that happened once a decade. Especially more rare was that the two clans decided to camp in the same place to exchange knowledge.

Arvlen and Lanaya had fast become friends, and over the weeks of the dual encampment had exchanged knowledge of their own, with Lanaya teaching him her crafting knowledge of herbs and poisons, while Arvlen proved to be surprisingly talented in teaching her to use a blade to help counter the common weakness of mages in close combat.

They spent more and more of their time around each other. Eventually it went a little beyond friendship in the tent the shared, while she was guiding him in the concoction of a high-class antidote. She had him put his eyes close to a vial to better observe a specific chemical reaction to lookout for, when they had looked back up to find that their had drifted to no more than an inch from each other. Neither was sure just who made the first move, but the next thing they knew their lips were against each other as they embraced, the flask of ingredients laying forgotten. Their buildup mutual attraction, along with raging hormones(including occasional wet dreams of one another) had all come back at them with a passionate vengeance demanding release. The result was them being hopelessly lost in each other as they lost their virginity together for an intense three hours that night before slumbering in each others arms.

After that each of their reminding days together before their respective clans departed involved at least one sexual escapade.

For some reason Lanaya found it a bit ironic that they were once again inside that their next intimate encounter would be in a tent, even though it was far from uncommon in a nomadic culture such as the Dalish. She also found it strange to see an elf clunking around in thick,heavy armor and welding a heavy two-handed maul when Arvlen first showed up at their camp. Now however, she was starting to find it irritating at how long it was taking to undo all of the straps and locks of this damned metal, especially when she found that he still wore a shirt and pants under that as well.

“What have these shemlen done to you, Arvlen?”,Lanaya asked in aroused frustration.”Dalish don't wear underclothing!”

“I know, but these thick armor suits tend to chafe on the inside otherwise”Arvlen responded as he kicked of his lower armor and finished undoing the locks on the torso part that she was struggling with.
As soon as it was off Lanaya, already at the end of her patience to review the treasure behind, simply growled and tore of the offending cloth. And what a pleasant treasure it was that surprised her. Arvlen had grown and developed an extremely powerful build in these last 6 years, above 200 pounds of sculpture without a trace of fat she could see, but in the compact package of an elf that was still of no more than average height for his race. It was beyond that of what she'd seen sported by even the most seasoned humans or elves. She had thought perfection like this was found only today in art statues she saw throughout various elven ruins.

Eager more than ever to see the rest of her long-lost lover, Lanaya kissed him again in a raging battle of the mouths for a few seconds before trailing her tongue down his tone and hairless torso to the waistline of his pants, finally laying her eyes on the massive bulge growing in them. Already knowing she wouldn't be disappointed, Lanaya spared no patience in ripping away the offending cloth.

She let out a surprised yelp as she was immediately smacked in the face by the monster that sprung out, and shuddered as she felt her prolong aroused state make her cum herself as she gazed upon it. Back when he was twelve he was already above the average size endowment of full-grown adults, and even the several men she'd been with or otherwise seen nude sense then-all of whom had been at least her own age or older- had never approached the size of what he'd been then. But now the mage saw that Arvlen's stunning development had extended everywhere, his powerful legs that had crushed bones of foes with single kicks, bulging arms, eight pack torso, or most especially the part where it mattered most. She easily estimated it to be at minimum 13 inches long, with a tantalizing pearl of fluid forming on the head and a thickness that she even couldn't come close to wrapping her hand around. It was the almost the same tan shade the rest of his body was. The twin orbs below it were handful sized and made her shudder again in arousal as she pondered the amount of essence they could generate. She couldn't help but wonder how the hell he managed to stuff all of this into his armor! And as a final intimidating factor, she didn't know if her eyes were deceiving her, but it looked as if it might still be growing! Curiously, she also found him to be completely devoid of body hair, even around the pubic area. While this was not unheard of among elves, she found herself approving of this as well.

During her entire silent critique she had been fondling the shaft with her hands in a hypnotized state, but now the time for admiration was over. It was time to savor and enjoy the young man she had dreamed and masturbated about for over half a decade!

Encircling it with both her hands, she start rubbing it up and down, making Arvlen clench the bedspread under them at the feeling of her soft hands. Seeing the precum starting to drip down from the head, she ran her tongue along the fluid before opening her mouth to fully engulf the head, which in itself was a feat that already started to strain her. She found herself quite surprised at how pleasant he tasted, and started pushing herself to test how far down on. She reached down to kick off her robes and pleasure herself, moaning as she closed her eyes lost herself in her task. A very small part of herself felt a bit dirty at wantonly prostrating herself like this, but she ruthlessly buried that part of herself so that she could enjoy her time with her old friend. She'd really been depending on her fingers for too long now.

But Arvlen Mahariel was nothing if not a gentlemen, especially when at came to the carnal arts, and watching a woman do all the work herself would simply not do. Lanaya was too caught up in her task to notice him sitting up over her, but she did let out a surprised sound as he grabbed her waist and easily lift and turn her to straddle his face, his organ never leaving her possessive grip. Before she could figure out the purpose of the this, he gripped her hips and dove his mouth onto her sex, intending to put to use everything Isabella taught him. Lanaya could not contain the loud cry she gave at this, her body already coming close to another climax from her prolonged excitement. The toe-curling vengeance with which he was ravaging her was overwhelming, actually making her eyes roll up momentarily. Then she regained sight of the organ within her and returned to her own task with a new eagerness, pumping his shaft in her hands with increasing speed while stuffing more of him in her mouth. Her uncontrollable moans were sending a pleasant vibration through the Dalish warrior's manhood.

Soon, the rapid quiver of her neither regions told him that Lanaya's second orgasm was at hand. Arvlen's mouth shifted targets from her slit to her clitoris, applying heavy use of suction and light nips with his teeth. His hands left her hips to dig two fingers each inside her to assault sensitive spots he already located with his tongue. Isabella had also told him that he had an unusually long tongue and had figured out ways for him to take higher advantage of that as well.

Lanaya started bobbing her head on him in response to this while her groans continued to rise in vibration and frequency. Without his hands holding her hips she unconsciously started pressing down on him and lightly ground herself against his face. His fingers sufficiently lubed, one of Arvlen's hands pulled out from the attack on her slit to rub two digits against her other hole in a circular motion. The sphincter clenched once in anticipation as Lanaya realized what he was going to do, her body close to the edge, just partial seconds before the digits suddenly pierced her and immediately started thrusting in and out.

Lanaya's world washed out at the explosion that went off inside her. Her body quaked heavily under this sensory assault. If her lips hadn't still remained fastened to the head of his cock her scream would have certainly been heard for several miles and possibly been loud enough to crack glass. Her legs closed on Arvlen's head as her juices shot out into his waiting mouth,his thumb and finger meanwhile rubbing her sensitive clit. He fastened his lips to her sex and almost gulped it all down, but his mouth still overflowed and the fluid ran down the sides of his face.

When she finally came back to the physical world, she noticed that Arvlen's tongue had still never stopped its work, and amazingly enough he still had not yet came yet. What had she gotten herself into?

Determined to bring him off before he did to her again, Lanaya redoubled on her efforts. She changed tactics and started digging her tongue into his pisshole while her hands pumped him overtime. This earned her some grunts and thrusts upwards from him. Noticing his reactions to this particularly treatment, her tongue attacked this vulnerability mercilessly while she added the tactic of messaging and fondling his balls as well. She soon used her mouth on them as well, though finding out quickly enough that stuffing one of the orbs in her mouth has pretty much a lost cause without harming him with her teeth. It was about the time she was bathing his massive sac in her tongue that she came to the shameful realization that she was enjoying the smell emanating from him down here. Yet the thought only brought another surge of excitement to her currently ravaged sex that brought her closer to her next orgasm.

As she returned again to tracing the veins of her treat, it began to heave and throb noticeably in her hands. Combined with the sudden extra speed of Arvlen's probing tongue and the fingers in her rear, Lanaya had guessed that Arvlen's climax was finally on the horizon. Giving a last few swipes of her tongue to his balls first, before returning her hands to pumping at him with the remaining energy her tiring arms gave her. She bobbed her head as deep as she could, managing to swallow down five inches of his cock of she counted right, which considering the girth of what she was holding was by no means a small accomplishment. A louder grunt and stronger thrust from him almost chocking her and she prepared herself for the tasty reward she would finally get. 'Oh Sylaise help me, did I really just think that?' ,Lanaya thought.

But nothing ever could have prepared her. Not for the volume of output that greeted her, nor for the strange,overwhelming euphoria that suddenly flooded her head as she tasted the thick seed that blasted into her mouth. The first long,copious line of sperm he shot into her mouth had already come close to filling her mouth to the brim despite her instinctual efforts at swallowing. After that it was a losing battle to keep it from overflowing out of her mouth, the powerful streams nearly making her choke a few times while her hands continued to devote themselves to pumping and caressing at the spasming shaft. The drunken haze that his divine taste and smell submerged her into triggered another orgasm within her. Her thighs closed an tightened around his head as he greedily consumed her sweet nectar, digits continuing to pound her rectum and making her grind her crotch into him.

Blast after blast continued hose into her mouth as she gulped it down with her best effort, loving the feeling of the cock jerking and throbbing in her hands. She couldn't stop herself from coaxing more out of him, even though it was obvious from the trails of sperm leaking out of her mouth that she was getting more than her fair share already. Time simply lost meaning as she continued ascending to heaven,drinking in this addictive elixir while he expertly targeted his tongue and fingers to strategic places in her to successfully prolong and extend her massive orgasm.

She had lost count in her haze of how many spurts there were, but finally when she returned to Earth his ejaculations seemed to end. Though she still found herself sucking out all the remnants of the addictive fluid that she could, her hands still pumping out the last remaining semen in his cock,which amazingly enough she realized was still solid as steel! She had just finish licking off the remnants of semen left on her chin and was about start in on the still considerable amount coating his cock and hairless abdomen when she felt herself turned again until she was on her back gazing up into his emerald eyes. The predatory hunger she saw in them more than slightly intimidated her, but that only caused the fire surging in her loins to burn hotter, even in her still recent post-orgasm state.

“You better not think were anywhere near done yet.” Arvlen said, seeing her labored breathing. She gasped as he rubbed his shaft teasingly up and down her vulva, instinctively grabbing his strong shoulders and grinding back up into him.

“You have many lonely,frustrated nights inflicted upon me to make up for.” She responded, her skin seemingly electrifying as she wrapped her arms around his back and neck.”Get started and take me.” She commanded.

And he wasted no time obeying, embracing her and steadily inserting his flesh staff within her until his massive orbs were pressing against her,making her breath hitch the entire way in. Her eyes clenched shut,toes curling,her legs reflexively wrapped around his waist and she opened her mouth a silent cry at the feelings this invoked with in her. The feeling of his hot, solid muscles against her as they embraced sent pleasant tingles throughout her everywhere their skin touched. His monstrous organ also sent some tingles of its own inside her, along with an overwhelming feeling of fullness that dominated her thoughts to the point she couldn't even think. Everything she ever experienced, the other partners she had, all of her self-servicing(including the shameful times she masturbated on her magic staff fantasizing of him), it all paled shamefully to just this moment alone. She could feel every throb in the cock inside her. She was quite surprised that he even managed to fit the whole thing inside her in the first place. Perhaps that was only a testament to how shamefully wet she was.

Pulling out halfway before shoving back in, he almost immediately started moving within her at a moderate pace, planting wet kisses and light bites all over her neck and shoulders. The squelching sounds of their coupling were quite audible, even over her panting and groaning. Arvlen's movements were controlled and calculated as he probed and searched for sensitive spots that he could exploit, his shaft thrusting in a myriad of directions. Her voice got louder as he progressively mapped out her insides,finding more vulnerabilities. The lovely sound was music to his ears and he was determined to bring more of it out.

As Lanaya closed in on her next climax, she was pleasantly surprised to find his mouth over hers and swallowing in her moans and squeals. Though he was the first she had ever given oral sex to(the first male anyway) she was aware of the fact that most men would be reluctant to kiss a girl whose mouth they had recently cummed into. But there was clearly no hesitance in the way he ruthlessly plundered her mouth, yet another unique trait of his that she found herself approving of wholeheartedly. And her body voiced her approval as well by thrusting and grinding back up into him while squeezing his penis in a vice-like grip as she bathed him in the juices of her fourth orgasm. Or at least she thought it was her fourth, by this time her pleasure-flooded mind was losing count.

Arvlen, showing his remarkable endurance, did not yield to her moist tightness, but instead increased his tempo. Soon enough the slap of their colliding flesh became as loud as clapping hands, and louder still. His plundering mouth still swallowed all of the moans and screams she gave at this violent increase in force and speed, while she in turn took in his grunts and growls of pleasure. Faster still his balls slapped the curves of her ass. Faster and more forceful still his cock battered everywhere inside her, aiming in random order towards all the angles he discovered earlier that would assault her senses with the maximum effectiveness, although maintaining the concentration aim himself instead of pounding into her with abandon was an uphill battle. Faster and louder still did his hips slam with hers, battering and stimulating her clit in the process. His hips became a blur as he rammed into her with more stamina,force, and especially speed than should be possible for any being, whether human,elf, or otherwise. Yet break and exceed the limits he continued to do, making a constant stream of white lights dance before Lanaya's eyes.

His thrusts got progressively more merciless, his sounds of pleasure deeper and more beastly,giving Lanaya countless more brutal orgasms in several different positions. Eventually, he finally felt himself begin to yield to her cunt. And from there a different side of him started to take over. His thrusts quickly started to lose their calculations as he drove into her with all the strength his body could muster. His senses suddenly became sharper as the smell of sex and sweat Lanaya gave off grew stronger. He could her pounding heartbeat even through her voice screaming into his mouth. The feel of the air around them, the feeling of her skin rubbing against his, the sensations her cunt was inflicting on him, it all became more pronounced. If either of them had been in a position to be more observant they probably would have noticed the blue glow surrounding them, illuminating the tent. The toxic nature of the darkspawn taint had unlocked something inside his genetic code. Something potent and unique as Arvlen would later feel. And it this moment, it was starting to awaken.

He didn't know what possessed him to do so. In fact he wasn't even aware of it until some seconds afterward as he tasted the blood in his mouth, but just before his own climax hit, he found himself unlatching his mouth from hers to let out a beastly,loud guttural snarl in a voice he didn't recognize as his own before sinking his sharp teeth into a sensitive spot at the nape of her neck. Lanaya's eyes bulged at this sensation,she would later wonder if she had felt something being injected into her. She was by no means a masochist, but this special case the bite somehow seemed to focus and amplify all the sensations he was causing her, becoming the final shove that pushed her far past the cliff into what turned out to be her longest and most intense orgasm yet. Especially when he erupted into her simultaneously as she did.

The universe around them washed away while they rutted with each other with everything their convulsing bodies could muster,though it was a hopeless cause for Lanaya to keep up with even a small fraction of his speed and force. His savage sounding growls and grunts continued as he redoubled the might of his movements all throughout their mutual climax. The wet sounds of their coupling grew more apparent as Lanaya could feel his enormous organ hose her insides with copious amounts of hot,thick and virile semen in a long chain of powerful jets that battered her womb with it's force. Their combined fluids quickly overflowed and spilled out of her into a considerable sized puddle on the ground that had already started to form when their coupling first began. Without Arvlen's mouth to swallow her sounds, there was no way she could stop herself from screaming out her pleasure to anyone in hearing radius.

Their quaking continued for almost two minutes before they both slowed their movements started to come down from their high. The sensory overload of the experience left Lanaya unconscious as soon as it was over, her body exhausted in every way past its limit. Arvlen found he still couldn't stop himself from laying a long,wet kiss on her lips even as she slept,her mouth still reflexively accommodating his tongue when he pushed it pass her lips.

He also found,much to his irritation, that he was still horny. His formally deflated manhood was already beginning to harden again as his mind assaulted him with thoughts of ravishing the young woman under him all over again, even though it was abundantly obvious that Lanaya was down for the count. He'd have not been surprised if the mage didn't even have the strength to cast a stamina boosting spell on herself, of course assuming she could be woken up for the next few hours. And plus,judging from the coated sheen of sweet on both of their bodies, she was probably dehydrated too.

And yet he could still swear that he could smell a building female arousal. Then he also heard the quick, heavy breathing and suppressed whimpers of a decidedly female voice ,only it seemed to be behind him...

'This is beneath you, get up and leave' Mithra silently thought to herself. However for the twentieth time, her body still would not obey her commands. She still found herself crouched by the tent of her Keeper. And she still could not control her own hands, one of which was holding up the skirt of her armor and giving room for her other hand to finger her crotch. Here she was, the lead hunter and guard of her clan, eavesdropping on her leader as she shamefully masturbated herself.

The Dalish elves, dangerously low numbered as they had always been since the fall of the second homeland, had always been under pressure to produce children, and thus their views on sex and even polygamy was perhaps the most tolerant in all of Thedas. Thus she really had little to no reason to feel shame at pleasuring herself, just as the newly made Keeper Lanaya had no reason to feel shame at the sounds she was letting out that had by now no doubt awoken the entire camp. Indeed, Lanaya was thought of by some to be almost prudish for all the rare times she'd actually lain with someone, and it was of course not uncommon for sexual parters in the Dalish to get a little more vocal than they would have intended. Although for the record, this particular coupling was by far louder than she and probably anyone else in the clan had ever heard or even thought possible for a person's vocal cords.

She wasn't even the only one their mutual carnal sounds had influenced. At least four other couples of elves that she saw had retreated to their own aravels,tents or private spots into the forest to work off this infectious energy. She'd even seen the Dalish Warden's mercenary elf, Zevran something if she remembered, leading a returning hunter by the arm into the forest for obvious activities as well.

As for herself? She had just rotated guarding posts and was about to retire for the night until she passed by Lanaya's tent. The sounds of slapping flesh and muffled groans was audible even at where Mithra was standing guard. Here, a mere few feet from the rutting elves, she was also able to make out a repeating wet squishing noise, and almost immediately felt her face blush as she realized what those sounds were. The opening of their tent had fallen suspiciously loose, almost like someone had been eavesdropping and had hastily closed it before they were caught. She had crouched to properly tie it shut to provide them with some privacy, and in the process she made the grave mistake of moving her eyes to what was inside. Bad decision,as otherwise she would have saved herself from her current position.

It took a while for her to make out the rapidly moving,entangled mass of wet flesh on the floor only several feet away from her, but it took her even less time to feel her crotch start to moisten at the sight before her. She had a nicely angled view of Arvlen Mahariel slamming his hips into her Keeper with a massive amount of speed and force that actually had Mithra start to fear for Lanaya's well being. She spent about a minute blinking and refocusing her eyes to confirm what she was seeing. But she still had the same difficulty seeing into the blur that was apparently Arvlen's middle region, which was moving faster than what Mithra was sure should have been possible for any man of any species. Also hard to believe was the size of the puddle of fluid under them, more specifically under the place Arvlen was joined with Lanaya. But eventually, she accepted the sight before her as fact, and thought it was time to respect their privacy and leave. Then she noticed her arousal climbing quite high at indeed, and glanced down in shock to see her hand embedding itself between her own legs.

A loud moan brought her attention back inside to where Lanaya had seemed to just stop quaking in orgasm and Arvlen had momentarily removed himself from her to move her into a new position. Now presented with a view undistorted by the blur of super-elven speed, Mithra was finally given a complete and bare view of the Grey Warden elf she had admired from the moment he first found their camp two months ago. The godly sight had her jaw dropping, her arousal soaring, and her wet dreams put to absolute shame.

She unconsciously licked her lips at the sudden urge to just crawl right over and lick the combined juices off of the intimidating monster between Arvlen's legs. Before Mithra could look at it for more than several seconds however, Lanaya was already turned onto her new position and Arvlen's manhood disappeared right back into her and he immediately recommenced with his brutal pounding. And thus, before she even realized it Mithra was completely hypnotized, continually masturbating herself while watching the rest of their lovemaking and bringing her self to several silent-as-possible orgasms.

The last one though, she wasn't completely successful at holding in her moans as she watched Arvlen sink his teeth into Lanaya's shoulder blade before their rutting became something truly savage,as she could could not think of any other word to describe it. In an unconscious attempt to keep up with their rhythm, her fingers jabbed and stroked at her g-spot so fast that her eyes clenched shut as her orgasmic juices squirted out of her.

When she was mostly recovered from her powerful orgasm, she opened her eyes again only for a pair of brilliant green eyes to fill her vision. She gasped out upon realizing she was caught and was about to stutter out an apology when her self-pleasuring hand had been taken in a swift and firm grip, where it was lifted to the lips of Arvlen as he slowly glided his tongue over the juices still coating her fingers. His predatory eyes continued boring into hers as he did this, and she could feel this bringing another surge of heat down to her loins. A surge that was in turn picked up by the still enhanced sense of smell possessed by the warrior in front of her.

The sight of this clearly willing and ready woman in Arvlen's grasp, followed by the smell of her increasing arousal, broke away any resistance he might have been able to summon as the beast inside took over again. Mithra yelped as her body was suddenly gripped and yanked into the tent. Before she knew what was happening, she was being fondled and massaged in sensitive places she wasn't aware of while her mouth was dominated in a savage and deep kiss that stole her breath away. Sighing in pleasure, Mithra decided not to question the situation and just went with it. After all, it really had been a long while since she herself had been with someone. And to pass up a fine,virile specimen of an elf like this while she had the chance would be simply sinful. Yes, for the good of the elven race indeed.

Moments later her sounds of pleasure were heard around the camp as well.