The Village at the Edge of the World (NSFW) (Open)

[IrishGreen]

Gaib couldnt control his hands as they slid up elfs shirt and teased the his nipples until they were swollen. His body started pulling off the guys top, then did the same with his own. Gaib leaned down and sucked the elfs neck and jaw. He didnt even know they guys name, but he did know he never wantedd to see him in that bar again.

Never.

His hands started ghosting over they elfs sides, stomach, and chest. Gaib wished he would just snap into being sober again, to push him off and just run, but he doubted in this state the elf would be able to get an inch off the bed. He'd have to clean his sheets in the morning, maybe he could get the lizard lady to do it for him again, he'd have to make he something though, in return. Maybe a toy for one of her hatchlings?

[Mental-Mouse]

The elf waggles his eyes brows about as Gaib's hands get all up and under his shirt. The little creature shuddering softly as his O' so soft and pliable skin is caressed. "Rwar..." He articulates, due to its simple nature when he fels lips sucking against his neck and jaw. There was ofcourse obvious evidence of the physiological effects of such treatment.

[IrishGreen]

Gaib gave in and just let his hands move. He still didnt know how to break free from what his body was doing. But then again did he really want to. There was a nagging fear that told him to stay inside, to protect himself. He of course had no clue why though.

His hands just moved, and he found his mouth suckling on one of the elfs nipples as his hands worked on getting the pants of the creature beneith him. His mouth moved down to the elfs stomach and he sucked, leaving visible black marks. His fight to free the elf from his pants was successful and now he simply palmed the creature and kissed at his inner thighs. He knew his body was amused with the reactions it was getting from the elf but Gaib though it was going to fast, like his body just wanted to get it over with in a sensual way.

[Mental-Mouse]

The little, drunken creature below the rather aggressive and sensual not quite human thing started to squirm as he felt those hand starting to tug at his pants. Some difficulty being had in that a particular party of his anatomy was having a good time and was gonna make it quiet known!

"'ey Ow!" Morgan muttered as Gaib kissed along his stomach and left his lips mark upon his form. "wutch it." He declared in his slightly less slurred manner. The little creature kicking his at Gaib lightly.

[IrishGreen]

Gaib simply hummed in amusement and continued. He flipped the body over gently and rubbed his thumbs along his back, he leaned forwas and nibbled on the tip of one of the elfs ears. He kissed behind the ear and made his way down to the crook of his neck, then bit down only to let go and kiss the mark. His hands had made their way to the creatures bum and squeezed it, then slowly massaged it. One hand removed itself and curled around the elf to squeeze the hard organ between the creatures thighs.

[Mental-Mouse]

"Wait whut..." Morgan yelped as he was so casually flipped over. Apparently there might be abit of the sober creeping into the Elf's noggin. Though any thoughts on this matter are quickly subdued by all those little touches Gaib is making upon his body. Each little kiss sending a shudder down the elf's spine and out to his limbs. Those hands gripping the blankets beneath him as he finds his proud posterior getting groped. And How much stronger he shudders and gasps as he finds a hand upon his most plain elven symbol of manhood.

[IrishGreen]

Gaib licked his lips and continued casually, even though a thousand thoughts were clogging up his train of thought. The hand around Morgans manhood slowly began caressing it with hard yet gentle touched and the other glided over the tight hole between the two round cheeks of the elfs buttox. He chuckled and sucked on the guys back, dragging his teeth along the skin; as if to savor the flavor.

He wondered what they guy would do in the morning. Would he be sore? Was he even used to this? Gaib surely had no clue.

[Mental-Mouse]

The devious little elf sang a good little song of pleasure as Gaib started to caress his bits. This decadent little creature lightly moving his hips back and forth against Gaib's caressing hand. The sensations traveling along to and from his spine causin' quite the stirin' and a squirmin'. Such was he distracted that he didn't even notice the hand gliding over his virgin hole. O yes, he would be sore. In more ways than one.

[IrishGreen]

Without warning, Gaib inserted a dry finger into the tight hole. Loving the noise, his tongue played with Morgans ear, nipping and licking the shell, then blowing on it. His finger moved in and out of the elf forcefully. His body was getting impatient, and Gaib was horrified that he knew exactly what it planned to do. His finger curled and uncurled inside the elf, and his body reacted nicely when the creature made its noises.

[Mental-Mouse]

While it was a pleasant song for abit it didn't last long before Morgan switched to another tune. The little creature yelping in quite abit of surprise as he found a finger just being all shoved up into his little hole. Hands clinched around those bedsheets as if for his own dear life! He was not quiet into this as much as one might expect of an elf. Than again this would require him to be a pretty normal elf.

The boi's body tensing. His rear tightenin' up like as vise as if to keep the intruders out but only managing to trap them inside.

[IrishGreen]

Gaib continues mercilessly. He shushes the elf and mumbles sweet nothings into his ear, trying to calm him. His other hand continued to rub Morgans member, brushing his thumb over the slit and changing the possition and movement of his hand. The intuding fingerdidnt stop and soon another joined it.

[Mental-Mouse]

And for his part the elf continued to mutter "Owowowowow" As his as his rear was probed by the exploratory finger. The awkward sensations more unnerving than the actual pain that might have been caused. But atleast, atleast Gaib was distracting him some what. As the bits of pleasure that centered around his hard bits spread about his owing changed back to a more pleasant song of enjoyment.

[IrishGreen]

Some time or another, three fingers had found their way into the elfs hole. They spread and thrusted into him, brushing against a bundle of nerves but not quite hitting them. Gaib found himself panting an resisting the urge to rub agaist something. Especially the sweet bottom his fingers intruded, when had he started thinking like that? He knew the elf was stretched but, he felt like teasing him more.

[Mental-Mouse]

And Morgan now started to indicate just how stretched he is as he starts to yelp and ow with a far greater volume than before. His legs kicking back against his dominating lover as he starts to ponder, somewhere in his alcohol depressed brain...that maybe this was not what he thought it was. But still. There was that hint of pleasure as those fingers brushed against his inside and poked O' so near that special little nerve cluster.

[IrishGreen]

Gaib removed his fingers and ridded himself of his extra clothing; which at some point had become a nuisence. He got on his knees and leaned over the elf, blowing on his ear and squeezing his manhood. Slowly, he entered the form under him, whispering soothing sounds as best as he could when tight walls began incasing his length. It was nice, but Gaib knew there was always a consiquence for everything in this catigory.

[Mental-Mouse]

And some of those are rather sudden and immediate effects to such actions. Morgan gave out quite the cry as he was entered for the first time. The elf's little body pressing back on its own accord against the invader. His spine leaning back as he let out quite the strange cry that mixed with a sweet pleasure and a awkward pain. Those hands of his digging back into themselves as his grip tightened around the sheets below him. A leg kicking back once these little sensations settled for a moment.

[IrishGreen]

"Shh..." Gaib whisper.

He knew it had to hurt, so he did hiis best to stay still so the elf could get a little used to it. The wait, unfortunately didnt last long, because he found himself pulling out of the elf only to slam back in. If the elf was a virgin he was pretty sure the poor guy would hardly want to move tommarrow. His mind blurred as he pounded into the creature aggressively. He'd deffinately have to make a good breakfast tommarrow morning.

[Mental-Mouse]

There would have been some " "s around here. However for the sake of decent minds the words Morgan cried out where removed and instead replaced with this informative text. Suffice to say, they were loud and crude in manners that few can utter.

The poor little elf did his best to struggle but he was not a strong manner of person nor was his body in a good state to fight back. Instead it just kinda ended up squirming with abit more force. But overall he just found that his lithe figure joined with Gaib. His hips thrusting back against the other as his body began to adjust to the girth and sensation of being mounted...

[IrishGreen]

The next morning Gaib was already up and dressed as best as he could be. He had even washed the elfs clothing. The glorious sent of the food he was cooking drifted through the small house and was locked in, for he didnt want any unwanted company. He hoped bacon and eggs were ok. Of course he didnt make anything for himself, he didnt have enough for himself aswell, so he just made the last bit of his food for the elf. He needed to go shopping, or look around in the woods a bit.

Ignoring his stomach he waited patiently by the bedroom door for a sign of when his guest would wake up.

[Mental-Mouse]

The Next Morning Morgan was not sure what hurt more or where even all the hurt was coming from. All he knew was that he was awake, sober and suffering for his indulgences in more ways than one. Even the glorious scent of bacon did little to render the elf into a state from which he would try and remove himself from this bed...thought it was tempting.