Elune’s Lust: A WoW Erotica, and my first piece ever.

Elune’s Lust: by Shypaladin.

At first, her eyes were the only light visible in the room. Bright white, like stars they glowed. They vanished, then appeared again meeting his gaze as the moonlight revealed her opening the curtains of the elven window. Her skin, a shade of lavender visible through her translucent white robe, glistened with tiny beads of sweat. Despite being thousands of years old…she was nervous.

“Elune shines bright tonight” she said softly. Looking back up at the moon.

“Indeed, she does” he said matching her tone. Then mustering a bit more confidence, “You look lovely in her light…just as lovely as when I first saw you.”

She giggled a bit, “When you first saw me you were pinned down in a fox hole near Wintergarde Keep!”

The two had met during a scourge night raid on the fortress in Dragonblight held by the 7th Legion during the campaign against the Lich King, Arthas Menethil. He was on night watch in the town below the keep walls when Plaguewing Bats swooped down and began spitting poison on the platoon of warriors. Taking cover in a blast crater as a makeshift foxhole, he held his shield over himself in a last-ditch effort to not get burned alive by the acidic spew. At that point he heard strange sounds. A *wizz*, a *wirr*, and then a loud *thump-crash* of something large hitting the snow…then another, and another. With nothing left to lose, he peaked from over his shield, back against the hole wall, to see the carcasses of bats strewn across the cobblestone street. Confused, he was sitting up and scanning the area for his platoon when he was pushed back into the hole. Stunned and unable to see from the blow he drew his dagger…

“I am ready to die” he thought to himself.

“We cannot be sure they are all gone” a voice said.

Regaining his sight, he could now clearly see a night-elf, clad in plated mail armor perched on top of his shield, like an owl looking for prey. She looked down at him meeting his eyes. Her face was caked in dirt and blood, but he could still clearly see two green tattoos of curved lines on either side of her face, forehead to chin, and over the eyelids. Her hair as green as oak leaves in the Elwyn Forest summer, tied back in a ponytail. He Stared bewildered not only by the events, but at her beauty. Despite her rugged condition, the way she looked in the bright light of the full moon made her seem like a spirit of the night.

“You still look at me the same way, since that first night. I love that about you.” She said breaking his memory of that night.

“How can I not?” He thought, yet he stood still.

Something was taking over him. A welling feeling, rising from the pit of his stomach. Pressure in his chest, like steam in a kettle, ready to burst. He couldn’t help it. She was so beautiful, so very erotic standing there looking at him like that and –

All was dark. The curtains now shut he could see nothing, not even her eyes, but he could feel everything. Her arms slipped under his, hands resting on his upper back. Wrapping her right leg around his left, she leaned in. Her breath tickled his lips, and even though he could not see, he knew she was smiling. She hesitated, then gently met her lips to his. Warm and soft, this delicate touch was all that was need as a release. There was a slight tickle on her inner thigh.

*“Heh-ahhh”* She now had him fully aroused, and fully erect.

Between the pecks of their kisses, she slid her right hand from his back slowly down his side, pausing on his abs. Spreading her fingers, she slid them down over his silk shirt until she slowly wrapped them around his cock.

She whispered into his ear “Let me help you”

She kissed him firmly, sucking on his lower lip and then pulling on it before letting it go with a breath of release. She knelt, running her hands on his thighs and around to his glutes, then tugging down his pants. “There it is… there it finally is” she thought. Her eyes illuminated the flesh remedy to her lust. Veined and throbbing, it reminded her of a carved wood totem. Tall, ridged, solid. She paused on her knees for a moment in bewilderment.

“Thousands of years without a mate can make an elf…so horny.” she said, a bit startled to hear the words coming out of her own mouth. “It’s been awhile…”

She felt his hand run through her hair, relaxing her a bit. She looked up to see him smiling down on her. That smile, that to her shown as bright as the stars at night. She placed her hands on his legs, and leaned in, licking his cock from the base of the shaft to the tip. She wrapped her lips around the head, and then took him into her mouth. Slowly she slid up and down, enveloping him in the warm, wet comfort of her mouth. She spent a long time caressing every vein with her tongue as she explored the surface. She opened her eyes and met his gaze mid stroke. He was always easy to read; pure pleasure. Quickly pulling off in a strong “*squelll-muuopp”* she giggled.

“Are you having fun yet my love?” she said, in a sweet and subordinate manner.

“Yessss, oh yesss” he whispered.

“Good, because your pleasure belongs to me.” She was grinning ear to ear.

The tables had turned. In a blink she had enveloped his cock again, more aggressively sucking it. No longer did she explore, she came to conquer; his pleasure, his body, this moment, all controlled by her. His face twisting as he grappled with the sensation. She could taste a bit of salt.

“I’ve got him nice and wet now.” She thought to herself.

With a few more strokes for good measure, she took another strong suck, and released him from her warm grasp.

She stood up and met his gaze, her eyes brighter than ever before.

“Take me.” She was firm and to the point.

He took hold of her robe at the waist and pulled her in, kissing her passionately. He tugged up, and she raised her arms with her head back as he floated her robe up and off her body. She stood bare before him. Her body looked smooth despite her strength and agility. Her glistening breasts, beautifully formed, were like a tantalizing offer of fresh fruit. She grabbed his hand and walked him into the room. She bent down to a nightstand and lit a candle, illuminating the room with a soft light. She turned back to him as he placed his hands on her shoulders. Gently, he leaned forward as they fell together onto the round elven bed. Kissing eachother in a dance of lips, their hands painted streaks of love and tenderness across eachother’ s skin, charting the peaks and troughs of their lover. Straddling her torso, he rose up on his knees, taking off his shirt, revealing his chest, like two solid shields forged in the heat of battle, and a torso made from chopping wood for campfires.

His breathing was quiet but quickened. He was never much for ‘reading faces’ like she did, but he knew it was time. She bit her lower lip and spread her legs, like a flower blossoming. He rubbed his cock up and down her delicate vagina, a bee hovering before collecting pollen, and slid the tip in. He stuffed the rest of the shaft down her tight hole. She opened her mouth with a gasp. Her face held look of shock, pleasure, and pain all in one. Slowly he backed his penis out a bit, then began thrusting.

“Oh fuck” she moaned. “Oh …*fuck*!”

This was more than she remembered, her last lover was five thousand years ago when she was but a young carefree elf. His cock was rock hard and filled her completely. The walls of her vagina contracting with his thrusts. He paused and lifted one of her legs up onto his shoulder, and with a slight adjustment speared into the side of her cavity. The feeling was all so much at once for her. With each thrust came the sound of a clap from her warm juices.

“*Ennn-ah”* she whined.

“You are so wet, it feels so good” he panted between thrusts.

“Mmm I, *HUH,* can’t help – *HeuH*”

He shoved slower, harder, and deeper than before. Her eyes squeezed shut and mouth wide open gasping. This was all he needed to know. He pressed on with this pace until in a spontaneous jolt, she flailed her arms out and clutched the silk sheets as her body convulsed in an intense orgasm. He stopped thrusting and looked down, pleased with his work. He leaned down and she pulled him in and kissed him hard. He cradled her head as their foreheads met, panting from their intimate sparring.

“That was…”

“Round one” he whispered with a grin.

Taking his cock out, dripping from a mixture of their fluids he flipped her over with just his strength and positioned her supple, round ass to meet his pelvis. Grabbing her at the crease of her hips, he drove his shaft deep into her Anas.

“Fucking hell!” Her cry sending the birds of a nearby tree fleeing.

He held nothing back, each pump bore deeper. She grasped for the down pillow at the edge of the bed and pulled it in, biting into it to contain the agonizing pain…the pleasure.

“Oh Elune, oh Elune…” She moaned through the pillow. “Deeper, ***deeper****!”* she cried out as she came up for air.

Beads of sweat rolled down his body as he doubled his efforts, using his weight to stuff his swollen rod farther and harder.

“Don’t stop, please don’t stop… keep going, keep going! *KEEP GOING!*”

She arched her back as she convulsed, riding the waves of ecstasy. He bent over and lifted her back to his chest. She leaned her head back on his shoulder, heart pounding, mind still floating. He cupped her plump breasts, caressing them slowly as he suckled her neck. Switching to gentle kisses, he worked his way up her neck to her ear and nibbled it.

“Oh, you are too good to me.” She said sweetly to him, nestling her head against his short beard.

“For you, anything.”

He snuggled the side of his face into her hair, which smelled of lavender and honey. They sat there for a few minutes, feeling each other’s warmth. Silently observing the other’s breathing.

“Lie down.” She said, “It my turn to pull the reins.”

He chuckled with a smile and releasing his hands from her chest he rolled around her left side to fall onto the bed, bouncing the two of them slightly. She straddled him, and with one hand suspending her over him an inch away from his lips, she used the other to coax his cock into her velvety vagina. Biting her lip, she lowered herself and then rocked her body back and forth. Her clitoris stimulated from grazing his skin. This was a slow love, with time for kisses and nibbles. His hands gently running up and down her back.

“I love that you fuck me softly.” He said, looking her in the eyes.

“You deserve to be loved.” She said, “you deserved to be cared for.”

To him, that was one of the biggest turn-ons. He loved that she was so nurturing. In how she cared for the creatures of the forest, the land itself loved her. Now she was nurturing his body, and it felt so right.

“I want you to cum.” She whispered in his ear.

She gently pulled his cock out, and crawled backwards, lying down with her feet hanging in the air in a cute manner. He was covered in her juices, and the tip of his throbbing penis had drops of silky white streaking down. Giggling, she reached out and began stroking his cock downwards, alternating hands. Then using both, she began slowly pumping it, building in speed and intensity.

“Cum for me, I want you to cum”

All he could do was moan. He ran his hands down his face, not quite knowing what to do with himself. The pressure was building, he tried to hold it back, fighting the feeling. It was too much, too strong to hold in, and in a spasm, he shot out a few hot white pulses of creamy cum. It dripped down his throbbing cock and over her fingers.

“Oh fuck, *ahhhh.*” He moaned. He finally felt the sweet release of climax. He stretched out his arms and laid. Breathing from his belly.

She smiled at him and kissed his penis on the tip.

Giggling, “Now you know how I feel.”

She crawled up to him and snuggled him, curing into his side, both resting.

Eyes closing, and falling asleep to his warmth, she whispered,

“I love you.”

“And I, you.” He said.

They fell asleep, curled with eachother, as the candle burned out.

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