The Elf Wife: Hot Springs Seduction [M/F, fantasy, oral, handjob, masturbation, voyeur, cum marking]

Two dark eyes peered out from the top of the rocky outcropping. The small creature canted its beaked head curiously at the naked human soaking in the steamy water, unsure of what to make of the stranger.

Tobias of Winterbourne had never seen the cat-sized creature’s like. As the animal crawled cautiously into view, Tobias could see that it possessed an angular avian head with piercing eyes. Its forelimbs functioned like legs, but supported a folding membrane that stretched back along its sinuous body. Some sort of wings? Its small, sleek feathers ranged in color from brownish black on its dorsal side to tan to nearly white on its stomach.

“Hello there, fellow,” he said with an affable smile. The creature didn’t appear hostile, and Tobias was put more at ease upon seeing a finely-wrought silver collar about its neck. Some nobleman’s pet, apparently. “I’m not invading your territory, am I?”

The beast squawked guardedly.

“Or are you after some of this?” The human reached behind him for a handful of butter biscuits from his small pack. He broke off a sizable piece and tossed it to his visitor.

His feathered guest pounced on the morsel and swallowed it down in a single gulp. Any remnant of its earlier shyness completely evaporated as it bounded fearlessly over to the human, anxious for more treats. It climbed over Tobias’ shoulders and chest above the waterline, sniffing at everything including the human’s half-empty carafe of wine. It buried its head in the sack of biscuits, its long, whip-like tail swaying back and forth in delight.

Tobias let the small creature enjoy its feast, glad for at least one acquaintance in this foreign land who was honest about what he wanted.

Tobias was the official advanced trade Envoy of the human kingdom of Raelen, over a thousand miles to the east. He was on an extended, years-long tour of many kingdoms and realms to prepare the way diplomatically for more extensive trade delegations to be sent in future years. The countries he had visited so far had mostly been indifferent, as they were already familiar with his homeland and were content with the trading status quo between them.

But in the midst of the elven enclaves that occupied the northwest region of the continent, attitudes proved different. He had even been invited to attend the prestigious, once-in-a-decade Conclave of the Northern Houses, a meeting of all the major political players in the region. Lord Anzon, host of the Conclave and head of the prosperous House of the Crimson Hearth, had been intrigued by the prospect of increasing trade with a human nation like Raelen, whose influence had been on the rise for decades. Financial ties between Raelen and the elven enclaves had always been limited, so Tobias was grateful for the chance to establish what could be a greater economic foothold in their territory for his king.

Lord Anzon had not only invited Tobias to the Conclave, something humans rarely attended, but had also lavished Tobias with a number of perks to make a good impression. So Tobias found himself soaking naked in a secluded mountain hot spring known only to a few of Anzon’s friends, enjoying the peace of having the spot all to himself at this late hour.

Except for his little visitor. The feathery creature poked its head out of the sack, having eaten its fill. It nestled down beside Tobias. The Envoy very tentatively scritched it behind the horny crown on the back of its head. The animal churred contentedly.

“Pokra!” A female voice called from nearby. Tobias’ new friend lifted its head. “Pokra, where are you?”

Two figures stirred in the shadows of the far side of the spring, immersed to their thighs in the water. Tobias realized that they must have come from one of the other nearby pools, as the heated bodies of water of the hot spring were all networked by open channels that had been carved into the towering mountain rock centuries ago. They were designed so a bather could shift from one pool to the other without ever leaving warm water. A convenient feature for an often chilly climate.

Two nude elf women, bearing light tan skin and silver-white hair, emerged into the moonlight and waded casually toward him.

The pale hair was surprising. Only the ruling lords of an elven House and their immediate family were allowed to wear silver hair, a readily-recognizable mark of their station.

Both women bore sleek, smooth-skinned bodies that for a human would seem no older than nineteen or twenty. One styled her hair short and curled inward at the shoulder. She possessed a tight, athletic physique and an almost boyish figure with a modest chest but large raspberry red nipples.

The other’s hair flowed down to the small of her back. She was much curvier than the other, with wide-sweeping hips and soft-looking breasts the size of plump apples.

It was apparent from their similarly angled cheek bones, expressive lips, and intelligent violet eyes that they were related. But were they siblings, cousins, mother and daughter, grandmother and granddaughter? With elves and their unaging bodies it could be very difficult to tell.

“Greetings,” the long-haired one said brightly. “I hope Pokra isn’t bothering you.”

Tobias made to stand to greet the two women, then thought better of it when he remembered his naked body. He wasn’t sure how they would take that. He sank back down to be safe and nodded to them politely. “You mean this little guy? Not at all, we were just relaxing together.”

The long-haired one picked up Pokra, nestled her pet to her bosom, and scratched him gently behind his head. He squawked happily. Tobias found himself more than a little jealous of the creature.

The skinnier one frowned slightly as she looked over the human male. “My name is Vevina, and this is my younger sister, Duana. We are Ladies of the House of the Azure Heavens.”

Tobias affected a polite, diplomatic smile. “I am honored, and hope you are both enjoying the evening. I am…”

“Tobias of Winterbourne, Royal Envoy of the human kingdom of Raelen,” Vevina finished for him with a cool voice. “It would be difficult for us not to know the only human at the Conclave. We elves tend to be a gossipy lot.”

“Not so different from us humans, then. So what kind of animal is Pokra there? I don’t think I’ve seen his kind before.”

“Pokra is a cockatrice,” Duana said.

Tobias raised his brows in surprise. “Aren’t those dangerous?”

The noble woman shook her silver head. “Not the domesticated ones. A few Houses specialize in breeding them.”

“I didn’t know they could be tamed,” Tobias admitted. “Is it true that their gaze can turn men to stone?”

The bridge of Duana’s small nose crinkled when her smile broadened. “Nothing so dramatic. They are able to channel magical energy naturally, but their so-called gaze attack only locks up the muscles of their target for a short while. Pokra is so small that his paralyzation would last barely a dozen heartbeats on a human as big as yourself.”

“A handy skill for a small little predator.”

“Indeed. Wild cockatrices can get as big as dogs and are known to paralyze larger animals just so they can tear out the eyes for a meal. But my sweet little cockatrice would never do such a thing. Would you, Pokra?” She nuzzled the small animal on the beak playfully, and Pokra nuzzled back.

Duana contemplated Tobias for a moment with slitted eyes, then waded up and boldly sat down right next to him. Her hips bumped his under the water. Pokra settled down around her slim shoulders like a long-tailed feathery stole. “Our House and Lord Anzon’s are close allies. He has told us much about you,” she said. “Our House is also very interested in trade with Raelen.”

The short-haired Vevina sighed, leaning back against the rocks on the other side of the human a few feet away. Tobias blinked hard, trying not to openly stare at the wispy white triangle of her pubic hair. “The fortunes of human kingdoms tend to ebb and flow like the tide,” she said. “A new prosperous human trading power only comes along about once a century or so. We might want to take advantage of such an opportunity.”

“That’s good to hear. I hope we can work something out with your people.” Tobias tried to keep his voice even as he was acutely aware of Duana’s naked skin against his. He had been a diplomat long enough to know that these two sisters were interested in something other than trade talk. At first he’d thought their casual nudity might just be a custom of their House, but now it definitely seemed that at least Duana was deliberately displaying her charms to entice him.

“We are a relatively small House,” Duana said. His whole body stiffened as he felt her hand settle on his muscular thigh under the water. “Only a few hundred reside in our enclave not too far north of here. But we are highly valued for our magic-users’ unique skills.”

“Oh? What skills?”

Duana pressed her soft body against his side, nibbling at his earlobe. Her hand slid up and down his thigh enticingly. “I would like to show you,” she whispered.

The older elf clucked in disapproval and looked away as her sibling explored the human’s body with her hands. “I wish this wasn’t necessary,” Vevina grumbled.

“You know I have to make sure,” Duana said to her in a sweet voice.

Vevina just harrumphed and crossed her arms tightly.
Duana’s fingers caressed over the confused human’s chest. “Don’t look so surprised, Tobias of Winterbourne. We may look young by human standards but we both have centuries of experience. Our days of feeling shy around men are long behind us.”

“Just how old are you two?” he asked.

“I am 220 turns of the Seasons old. My sister is 97 years older than me.”

Duana unwrapped her pet from her shoulders and set him down on the rocks. The cockatrice chittered in irritation but settled down to nap some more. He was completely uninterested in what his mistress may be doing with the naked human stranger.

Duana went back to exploring the human’s muscular body. “Oh, he feels so strong,” she told her sister with delight. Both her hands suddenly slipped down to Tobias’ crotch, where one gently cradled his heavy sack and the other worked over his quickly-hardening shaft. “Especially this part. So full of life!”

Vevina watched the proceedings for a moment, fascinated despite herself, before she scowled and tore her gaze away. “I’ll, um, I’ll be on the look out so you two aren’t disturbed.” She retreated to the far end of the pool, staying in the water, but making a show of peering about into the surrounding shadows. The only direction in which she did not turn her head was back toward her sister and the human.

The younger sibling’s eyes grew big as she rubbed Tobias’ aching member gently with both hands, giving it an expert stroking. “Ooohhh…” she moaned sensually. “Oh my. It feels so amazing! You have a wonderful cock, Tobias. I can call you Tobias, can’t I?”

“I–I don’t see why not,” he said between breaths heavy with pleasure. “Look, not that I’m complaining, but this is all rather sudden…”

“Call it curiosity. I have never been with a human. May I indulge myself with you? This stout little fellow seems to like the idea…” Every syllable of her cooing voice coincided with her fingers rubbing over the fat crown of his erection.

“That he does,” Tobias conceded.

The elf smiled with a girlish giggle. Her eyes drank in every detail of his aroused form as it writhed in pleasure. She moved herself fully in front of him, sinking to her knees under the water. She plunged down an inch below the surface, immediately engulfing the bud of his shaft in her mouth. She sucked in as much as she could until the spongy head hit the back of her throat, making Tobias cry out at the intense sensation.

Tobias leaned back and braced his hands on the rocks behind him. He slowly pushed his groin up above the water line to make sure Duana could breathe. The elf never stopped deep-throating him the entire time, her silver-haired head surging above the surface along with the male’s hips and upper thighs.

Duana drew back until he was almost out of her mouth, then plunging him back in fully until his cocktip knocked at the entrance of her throat once again. She repeated the motion every few seconds, causing Tobias’ much larger body to shudder in ecstasy.

One of his hands settled gently onto the elf’s silver hair. He gently called her name in encouragement. She moaned loudly around his fleshy rod and picked up the pace even more. She poked her naked tan rump up out of the water behind her, waving it wantonly in the air for him like a bitch in heat.

Tobias glanced up, and caught Vevina looking back over her shoulder at the couple. Her arm working shallowly up and down at an angle that would line it up with her own silvery pubic mound.

Her eyes suddenly caught his own, and even in the pale moonlight it was plain to see that her face suddenly flushed bright red. She hastily looked away, acting outraged that he dared to look at her while she was spying on him. She crossed her arms haughtily again as if they had never left that position.

Tobias was imminently distracted a moment later as Duana spared a hand to tickle at his balls as they lapped just above the surface of the water.

His hips began bucking on their own, ramming harder into Duana’s mouth a few times before his entire body went rigid. “C-cumming!” he gasped out in warning as his seed surged rapidly up his shaft. He blasted his first load onto her tongue, then another great gob jetted forcefully down into her eager throat.

Suddenly she pulled him out of her mouth, and angled the tip of his purpling cock to her wet chest. “Cum on my tits!” she begged. Tobias growled in the height of his rapture, a long rope of his whitish semen splashing onto her right breast. A fourth and fifth explosion covered over the rest of her glistening wet bosom before his torrent dwindled away to a mere trickle.

Tobias was astonished as bright blue tattoos flashed to life visibly on Duana’s chest, glowing most brightly where his cum lay on her skin. They formed an intricate, interwoven pattern of lines the like he had never seen before. He also noticed the same effect on her lips, with stray droplets of seed smeared over them.

Duana’s entire body suddenly went taut as she loosed a deep, strangled cry. Her hand, still clutching the base of his softening cock, tightened slightly as her hips began convulsing back and forth before going rigidly still. Her cry became shrill and broken.

Tobias realized that she was having a long, intense orgasm as she swallowed down his cum. Yet she hadn’t even touched her sex. Was that from whatever magic she had used to make her chest and lips glow for those few seconds?

When she began calming down, Duana’s eyes sought his own. She conspicuously swiped her lips dry of his salty cum with her tongue and swallowed, making sure the human could see her sucking down every last drop as if it were the sweetest honey.

Duana surged up out of the water and hugged her smaller body tightly against Tobias. He instinctively snaked his thick arms around her to cuddle her closer.

Vevina slowly waded back to her sister and the human. “So what do you think?” she asked Duana.

The younger elf swished the human’s taste about in her mouth. “From the sparks of life force in his seed I can tell that he has a good soul ” she enthused, running her thin fingers playfully through the back of the human’s dark brown hair. “We definitely won’t be able to find anyone better.”

Tobias blinked, very confused again. “Find anyone? For what?”

Vevina sighed. “Do you want to have more sex with my sister, Tobias of Winterbourne?”

“Lots of it?” Duana added.

Tobias hesitated, not sure how to answer. Something definitely did not seem quite right here. “Well I… um…”

“Please say yes!” Duana said.

Her pleading violet eyes and her very naked body pressed against him were making her words very persuasive. “Well, um, of course I’d love to have more sex with you.” She kissed him ardently before he could utter the inevitable “but…”

“Very well,” Vevina said in cold resignation when her sister pulled back from the kiss. “Then take her hand, human.”

Duana brought his right hand up between their chests and wove her fingers between his. The older elf grasped both their shoulders, closed her eyes, and uttered a number of cryptic sentences in an ancient dialect of elvish Tobias didn’t recognize.

The words had a vague but definitive rhythm to them. Almost like a poem or chant.

His eyes opened wide. Or a spell!

Before he could act, a warm yellow glow suffused both his body and Duana’s. He felt a strange electric warmth flush through him before the glow abruptly died away again.

“Done,” Vevina announced. Duana snuggled into him tightly.

This time, he summoned enough self control to gently push her away. “Wait! What was that? What just happened?”

Duana giggled happily. “That was an enchantment called the Spell of Two Hearts Binding. Vevina just married us both. You are now my husband and consort. Welcome to the House of the Azure Heavens, Tobias!”

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