Fraternising with the enemy [Part 1] | [Fantasy]

This is a bit different from my usual writing, and was a response to a prompt in r/dirtywritingprompts but I quite enjoyed it, not sure if I’ll do a part two but I hope you enjoy:

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War had ragged ever since he could remember, since long before he was a boy. His father, King Aredus, had been a great conqueror. His armies had swept over the land of man like the light of daybreak at dawn, destroying all in their path, building a newer, stronger world. That was a long time ago. Now the king was but an old man, beaten, defeated by an enemy he could but barely imagine, much less contain.

Once the armies of Aredus has taken more than they should, more than any should, they had upset the balance of power in the world. As his mighty empire had become greedy, ripping all from each people it conquered, leaving them in ruin, a hidden world had stirred, an ancient power thought to be the stuff of rumor, a whispers of legend so fragile, and yet shrouded in such fear and mystery, that to even speak of it seemed an invitation to the gods.

The dark elves had arisen only four years ago, united under one banner to beat back the power of man. As the armies had dwindled and retreated, the elves had no common enemy and so they split into the old factions, causing yet more blood to be spilled in the realm of man. As millions died on the swords on arrows of battle for the same sections of land, over and over again, the cities revolving through the hands of the warring factions, the leaders had met to discuss a truce.

After many days of negotiation the terms of peace were agreed.

So that the houses may be certain that non would betray the other, they agreed that they should be locked together by marriage, bound in blood.

The problem was that Aredus had bore only one child, a son, Amos, and the elven war chiefs had each a single daughter. It was agreed that the three grown children would be bound in a trifecta of power, enforced by old magic, to rule over the realm and to ensure it’s people lived in peace and prosperity.

The ceremony had taken place on the edge of the realm of man in Drios, one of the most bloody sites of the war, a symbol of what must not be repeated. The two elven princesses had both been dressed in the traditional robes of the race, dark flowing shawls, from which they took their name in the tongue of men, and Amos in his battle armour, as was tradition for a prince christened by war.

The three stood now, days later, finally alone for the first time, just the three of them, in the finest accommodation deep in the mountains of Dass, far beyond the eyes of their people.

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Amos pulled away as Alea, daughter of the elven house of Tal, reached up to touch his face. “Get your hands off me! We might be part of some union of politics, but that does not mean I will lay will an elf! I will not disrespect my fallen brothers, whose blood has flown away at the hands of your people.”

The girl looked sad, down beaten as she pulled her hand away.

“Suit yourself” said the taller of the girls, Talia, of the elven house of Raul, stood up from where she had been sitting, reclined on her chair. “Soon we will have a kingdom to run, broken bridges to repair… both figuratively and literally… but for now…” she ran her hand through Alea’s hair and the shorter girl looked up at her, staring into her eyes “I intend to enjoy the peace… and to enjoy my honeymoon”

Amos stepped away, the light chain mail he still wore clinking as he sat on a stool, the two girls in front of him, the shorter looking over her shoulder at the older girl.

“Let’s get this off you” Talia smiled as she pulled the silk over Alea’s shoulders, the garment falling away to reveal the elven princesses body. Under the robe she wore nothing but a necklace that seemed to shine like a thousand diamonds. Talia ran her hands gently over the girls torso and Alea let out a sigh of contentment leaning her head back and bending her arm over her shoulder so that her palm rested on Talia’s neck. They kissed softly and Talia subtly moved Alea, turning her so that she faced Amos, her naked body filling his vision, he tried to look away but he couldn’t drag his eyes from the princesses firm breast, her trimmed bush and her gorgeous tummy, her slight abs tightening slightly as she stretched up to kiss her taller partner.

Talia smiled, pulling away from the kiss and speaking softly into the other girls ear, “look at him, he wants to resist, but he just can’t… so much for the will of man…”

Amos pulled himself away, a look of anger forming on his face, mainly about how much he was enjoying watching the two kiss.

“Go to him” She said, lifting her hands from Alea’s hips and gently pushing her in his direction.

Alea giggled as she placed her hands on his chest plate, he still would not make eye contact. She started to slide the armour over his head, he resisted but it was half-hearted, reluctant. She saw the wounds on his chest, the cuts and bruises he had obtained on the battlefield just days before.

She stroked them gently and he felt the pain lift, a soft warmth coming over him and he let out a breath. Alea moved down, sliding down his trousers, revealing his hardening cock. She placed her hand on it, stroking gently.

“No” he said, pushing her away and sitting up, pulling away from her. She knelt back, looking dejected.

“Too proud to sleep with your wife?” Talia spoke softly from across the room. She spoke louder now “Synestra!”

The curtained entrance was pushed to one side and a handmaiden entered, her simple white cloth dress falling below her knees.

“Yes Mistress?” the girl said softly, her head bowed in respect.

“Your master needs you…” Talia said, gesturing to Amos.

“Of course Mistress” Synestra said, walking over to the warrior prince, her bare feet making no sound on the wooden floor. She stood in front of him and he looked up at her. She was human and Amos was surprised to see that the elves had brought her with them. She bent down a little, grabbing the hem of her dress and pulling it over her head, kneeling down in front of him as Alea moved back over to Talia, being welcomed into her arms.

Amos felt her lips wrapping around him and felt himself getting harder. He watched as Alea’s eyes closed, Talia’s fingers exploring her, teasing her nipples before making tiny circles around her clit. She let out a moan and Amos sat back, it had been a long time since he had felt the touch of a woman.

As Alea’s moans got louder, Talia kissed her neck, the girls body pressing against hers “I’m close” the girl breathed.

“Look at your husband when you cum” She commanded and Alea opened her eyes, looking up at the strong warrior, her husband. Her body began to shake gently as her knees gave out, her full weight supported by Talia.

This was enough to push Amos over the edge and he came hard in Synestra’s mouth as he watched the beautiful body of his wife convulse with orgasms. As they both returned to reality they breathed heavily, Synestra sitting back obediently.

“Now” said Talia, stepping away from Alea and pulling the strap of her own robe over her shoulder “it’s my turn…”

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I hope you enjoyed, as I said a bit different but it was for a [writing prompt](https://www.reddit.com/r/DirtyWritingPrompts/comments/ayz6ku/wp_a_human_prince_is_forced_to_marry_two_dark/). If anyone has any suggestions of other places I should post this please feel free to let me know!

Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/az94rm/fraternising_with_the_enemy_part_1_fantasy