Legacies of Blood

After knocking on Elsebeth’s chamber door three times, Elaina took a moment to fuss with her hair. The soldiers standing guard had been sent away earlier, leaving swordmage to approach unimpeded. She’d wanted to get a bath earlier to wash the day from her skin, but she had to settle for wiping herself down in the basin at the tent if she was to arrive on time. She lifted her arm and sniffed to ensure the deodorization cantrip she’d copied from the spellbook had worked. It was the third time she’d checked, and the result hadn’t changed. She smelled fine.

The cantrip was designed to reduce the efficacy of creatures tracking the caster by scent, but she had imagined it would be helpful in social situations when options were few, so she gave it a try. A romantic evening with the landgraf would have been enough to fray her nerves, but the added stakes had her practically crawling out of her skin with anticipation. Elaina kept telling herself that she didn’t have to do anything special. She just had to be herself and go with the flow, and they’d both have a great evening.

A moment later, the door came open to reveal the welcoming visage of Elsebeth Amberdeen. The landgraf had pulled out all the stops. She wore a long, silken evening gown that hugged her curves so tightly she may as well have been poured into the thing. It shimmered silver in the light, complimenting the diamond bracelets, necklaces, and earrings she wore. She’d polished her nails and glossed her lips so that every part of her shined in contrast to her sun-kissed skin. Her hair was the least ornate thing on her, tied back in a messy bun on the back of her head, though Elaina could tell that it was intentionally done as such.

“You did your hair,” Elsebeth noted as she flashed Elaina a brilliant white smile. “I don’t think I’ve seen you do anything with your hair before.”

“Oh!” Elaina had forgotten the attempt to make her hair look more presentable. She’d done her best to wash it in the basin and tie it back. It wasn’t much, but it was much more than the fiery mane of curls she usually walked around with. “Yeah, I wasn’t sure what I should do with it.”

“It looks beautiful,” Elsebeth said, causing Elaina to beam reflexively. She stepped aside with a tantalizing sway of her hips and motioned with one arm invitingly. “Please, come in.”

Elaina nearly tripped over her own feet crossing the threshold into the bedchamber. The term bedchamber felt inadequate in describing the room. It was almost an entire apartment in its own right. There was the four-post bed, complete with curtains, of course, but there was much more. A finely carved armoire, a huge wardrobe, a stately desk, expensive couches, and comfortable chairs filled out the furniture for the area. There was an intimate space for taking meals that sat four, with a table heaped high with the evening meal and topped off with candles to set the mood. The redhead had technically seen it before in the dreamscape, but the reality of it was so much more impressive.

“Looks like you’re all moved in,” Elaina remarked cheerfully as she took in her surroundings. The landgraf had even got a nice warm fire going in the hearth for them.

“It’s a start,” Elsebeth acknowledged as she closed the door and stepped around the ginger to admire her. “I like this color on you. It’s very fitting.”

Again, Elaina beamed as she glanced down at the loose-fitting teal dress that clung desperately to her breasts. “Oh, thank you! It’s my favorite color, actually.”

“I’ll have to remember that,” the ash-blonde replied as she took Elaina’s hand and guided her over to the table. “First thing’s first, though. I should feed you. It’s been a long day.”

“Mm,” Elaina responded noncommittally. Within moments, the landgraf seated her in one of the chairs and seated herself on the left side of the table rather than on the opposite side. “I wanted to talk to you about the vault.”

“No,” Elsebeth replied firmly as she poured some wine into an ornate silver goblet. “Not right now. I’ve been waiting almost all day for this, so whatever it is, it can wait until tomorrow.”

Elaina’s objection caught in her throat as she processed the first part of what the landgraf had said. “You have?”

“Indeed,” the landgraf nodded as a pleasant smile graced her perfect strawberry-pink lips. “Now that we exist on more level footing---as equals---I can allow myself to be more open with you. In turn, I’d like you to be more open with me, as well.”

Elaina blinked a couple of times as she tried to decide if the remarks about being open were meant to be sexual or if that was just what her own perverted mind had done to the landgraf’s words. “Of course, I’d love to.”

Elsebeth’s smile remained as she leaned across the table to place the goblet in front of Elaina, treating the redhead to a generous visual helping of her bountiful breasts. The landgraf noticed where her eyes went but said nothing to call out her rudeness. Giving her the view had been the entire point.

The redhead took the goblet, thankful for the momentary distraction, and swallowed a few gulps of the wine before the taste of it could even register on her tongue. She was already beginning to experience the mental fog of lust that she experienced in such amorous situations. Elsebeth’s eyes flashed with excitement---a perfect reflection of the desire bubbling up inside the ginger woman.

“You’re not hungry at all, are you?” The landgraf asked, leaning a little closer around the table so the words exchanged between them became intimate by default.

“N-no,” Elaina admitted. Though it was a nervous admission, she hadn’t hesitated to make it for a second.

Elsebeth reached out and took the goblet from Elaina gently before taking a long drink from it herself. “In that case, I suppose we don’t have to. We could just drink, talk, or...?”

“Or?” Elaina repeated back at her, unable to hold back the smile that spread across her lips.

The beautiful blonde set the goblet aside and leaned in so close that Elaina could feel her sweet breath on her lips when she spoke. “Or we could stop pretending we don’t know where this is going and just pick up where we left off?”

“That sounds like a wonderful idea,” Elaina agreed only a split second before Elsebeth closed the remaining distance between them to offer a taste of her warm, delicious lips.

Elaina didn’t know which one of them was moaning. It could have been both, But the sound reverberated through her like the pleasant purr of a contented cat. Her eyes closed, and she felt Elsebeth’s fingers run along the side of her head before resting in the back. She held Elaina there as she parted her lips with her own, allowing the bold movement of her tongue to silkenly caress along the swordmage’s.

Elsebeth’s head turned slightly, and Elaina responded instinctively. The more the mental fog took hold, the more she operated on instinct, even as it robbed her of her higher reason and judgment. It was only when she was in a situation with someone she trusted that she didn’t fear the creeping fog in her mind. Instead, she could allow it to wash over her, allowing it to serve her purposes rather than sabotage her.

Their tongues danced with each other as Elsebeth’s hand moved from the back of Elaina’s head to creep slowly down her chest. Elaina often grew bolder in this state, but Elsebeth seemed intent on remaining bolder still. Her fingers crept beneath the fabric, across the soft swell of the redhead’s pale breast, and quickly found the erect nipple awaiting her at its center. She toyed with it with one finger, tracing tiny circles around it before slowly pushing the fabric to one side, fully exposing Elaina on that side.

Without warning, the landgraf pulled her lips from Elaina’s to allow her head to sink lower, tracing soft kisses along her collarbone and chest until she found her way to the exposed, erect nipple.

“Ahh,” Elaina sighed, her chest rising forward to feed the blonde woman more of her breast. “Yes.”

Emboldened by Elaina’s encouragement, the landgraf brought the nipple into her mouth fully, suckling at it with increased fervor even as her other hand revealed the other to pinch the second erect nipple gently.

“So sensitive,” Elsebeth breathed briefly before switching breasts. Elaina’s back arched further as her head fell back against the top of the chair, submitting readily to the landgraf as she feasted upon her. “I don’t know if you’ll last at this rate.”

Elaina let out a short laugh as she reached down with both hands and guided the landgraf’s lips back up to hers. “I’d beg you to go easy on me, but I’m sure I can handle myself.”

“Is that so?” Elsebeth teased as she gripped each of the redhead’s tits more firmly, earning her a long, low moan of gratitude. “A body this sensitive doesn’t usually last.”

“Then you’ll have to train me,” Elaina suggested with a delighted sigh.

Elsebeth’s eyes lit up with lustful glee as she rose even higher, nearly straddling Elaina’s lap in the process. “That’s a fine proposition. I know where I’d like you to start.”

The landgraf pulled the top of her gown down, letting the large, heavy breasts crowned with pieced pink nipples spill free. Elaina didn’t have to be told what to do next. It was something she had been thinking of since the last encounter with her in the dreamscape. Her mouth quickly found the landgraf’s breasts, hungrily suckling upon each in turn while squeezing and massaging in small circles in just the way she knew Elsebeth to enjoy. The diamond studs through her erect nipples made small clicking noises with each flick of Elaina’s tongue, though much of it was drowned out by the moans of ecstasy the blonde offered her as she writhed about.

“Ohhh,” Elsebeth groaned, running her fingers along the top of Elaina’s head, nails scratching gently against her scalp. She barely resisted the urge to claw deeper. The tension set Elaina more on edge, sending her deeper into the all-consuming fog in her mind. “More.”

It would have been an understandable mistake to think what she meant was more sucking, but Elaina knew better. She rose quickly from her seat, lifting the beautiful blonde in the process to set her down on the nearest couch. There was no second-guessing or uncertainty about what came next as the landgraf parted her legs and pulled the gown up and to the side, offering Elaina easy access. She wore a thin slip of lacey, white fabric that barely concealed her sex, which the redhead pulled to one side gingerly. The pretty pink slit glistened with the landgraf’s lust and was topped with a small tuft of pale pubic hair.

Elaina placed her thumb at the top of the slit and pulled up on the pubic mound, causing the labia to stretch and expose the engorged eager clit awaiting her just under the tender, fleshy hood. The redhead wasted no more time, bringing her mouth down onto the woman’s cunt to begin licking a sucking like a starving creature feasting hungrily. Judging by the sound alone, one would have thought it sloppy treatment, but the reality was far from it for the writhing Elsebeth.

“Yes!” Elsebeth panted, kneading at her breasts as her legs closed around Elaina desperately. “Don’t stop!”

The swordmage had no intention of stopping, but the pleading for her to continue stoked the flames of passion within her even as the fog in her mind became a solid obscuring wall. All Elaina could see herself doing with the rest of the evening was feasting upon the landgraf’s delicious pussy, thighs wrapped firmly around her head as they quaked and shook with pleasure.

“Yes, yes, yes!” Elsebeth pleaded, gasping heavily between each repetition of the word. Elaina’s tongue probed deep, savoring the hot interior of the woman before shifting to a suckling around her clit a moment later. Her fingers joined, first one and then another, as they plunged deep inside and curled upward with every motion of her wrist. “Ohhh!”

Elsebeth’s thighs tightened around Elaina, growing tenser as they shuddered and shook. The rest of her body went just as tense as her back arched, thrusting her naked breasts into the air as she braced herself with both hands against the couch. Elaina couldn’t help but moan into the soft fleshy slit, adding a subtle addition as Elsebeth rode the intense wave of orgasm.

“Oh gods,” Elsebeth sighed, urging Elaina to her feet as she took a moment to catch her breath. “Maybe you won’t need much training after all. Lay down here.”

The landgraf eased her down onto the couch, pushing her back even as she pulled the rest of her own clothing off and moved onto Elaina’s. So clouded was the swordmage’s mind that she didn’t think to object or warn her the way she might have at any other time. The notion didn’t even tickle the edge of her consciousness by the time Elsebeth had pulled the remaining fabric of Elaina’s dress free to expose the soft white panties with the bulge beneath.

The landgraf’s rich, brown eyes settled on the bulge curiously before tentatively slipping her fingers under the waistband and sliding them down Elaina’s legs, discarding them onto the floor immediately. The swordmage’s erection stood tall and ready at the very top of her slit, which drooled in anticipation. When Elaina was as aroused as she was, neither of her sexes held back in expressing her desire.

Elsebeth didn’t recoil at the mutation before her, instead choosing to reach out with one elegant hand and wrap her lithe fingers around the shaft. “You are full of surprises, aren’t you?”

“Please,” Elaina whispered, shifting her hips from one side to the other.

“It’s alright,” Elsebeth assured her, giving the turgid shaft a trial stoke. “I know how to handle something like this.”

Leaning forward, the landgraf licked along the underside of the shaft until the tip of her tongue found the cleft of Elaina’s cockhead, scooping from it a small drop of precum. Elaina’s breath hitched at the delicate attention before escaping entirely as Elsebeth drew the rest into her mouth. She took the woman’s cock halfway in a single motion of her head, retreating only slightly before sinking down to the hilt.

“O-oh!” Elaina gasped delightedly as the landgraf’s head moved swiftly up and down on her, cheeks bowed in slightly from the suction she formed around her cock. Inside, her tongue lavished the underside of her throbbing erection. “That’s it!”

One of Elsebeth’s hands joined the effort while the other moved lower toward her pussy in an intimate reflection of the treatment Elaina had given her earlier. The swordmage’s body tensed, overcome by the heat flooding her body as both her sexes climaxed in unison. Again, Elsebeth did not recoil, drinking deep of Elaina’s cock nectar as readily as she had the wine.

When it was almost too much, and pleasure began to shift to pain, Elsebeth’s mouth came free of Elaina’s cock with a wet popping sound. But the fingers inside her cunt continued at their vigorous pace, working her tight interior as her knuckles bumped heavily against her labia. Elaina moaned wildly, surprised to find that the orgasm only continued and that the flow of cum from the tip of her erection briefly resumed, casting short spurts of pearlescent white onto her abdomen. Only then did Elsebeth relax her pace, withdrawing her hand to lick her fingers clean.

“That was quite something,” Elsebeth cooed happily before leaning forward to lick the drops of jizz clean of the ginger’s skin. “You have some rather interesting flavors, darling.”

The fog in Elaina’s mind thinned slightly, but not enough for her to respond to the compliment in a meaningful way. Elsebeth rose from her spot on the couch and turned, revealing her backside to the redhead as she bent over the couch’s arm. Glancing over her shoulder at Elaina, the landgraf spared a hand to grasp one side of her soft, round rear to pull to the side. The landgraf’s nethers glistened with renewed anticipation. “Do you have more for me?”

Elaina’s eyes fluttered momentarily as the fog of lust reasserted itself. As she got to her knees behind the landgraf, their gazes met once again. Elsebeth’s eyes twinkled as a smile spread across her face. “It’s alright. Don’t hold back.”

Guided by some unseen force, Elaina drew closer, using one hand to guide her renewed erection to the heat of Elsebeth’s entrance. With a single, deft motion, the swordmage sank into the awaiting, hungry mound between the landgraf’s legs. Every inch of Elsebeth’s insides hugged tightly against the swordmage’s stiff flesh, smothering it in a taut, humid embrace. The landgraf’s back arched slightly as she let out a long, whorish moan to signal her approval of the intruder within. The redhead withdrew halfway and drove herself back to the hilt in successively fierce strokes.

Elsebeth gripped the side of the couch, bracing herself in place as she submitted herself to the redhead’s passionate punishment. The landgraf’s eyes lidded halfway, allowing herself to let go and be taken, knowing now that Elaina was more than up to the task. The swordmage established a further and rapid rhythm but wasn’t content to keep with it for long. She lifted her leg to adjust the angle of her erotic onslaught inside Elsebeth. She gripped the landgraf’s shoulder tightly with one hand while seizing her hip with the other. Elaina’s welcome aggression at the new angle brought the landgraf swiftly closer to climax.

“That’s it!” Elsebeth gasped, her grip tightening on the arm of the couch as every muscle in her body began to tighten. “Right there. Harder!”

Drunk on lust, Elaina had no choice but to obey. Her body moved on its own in desperate pursuit of another orgasm, but this time together as one with Elsebeth. She put everything she had into her efforts, drawing upon the near-bestial vigor that filled her in such moments as the sound of their dewy flesh colliding against one another reached a breakneck tempo. Each called the other’s name, filling the immense space of the bedchamber with passionate pleas that reached a crescendo upon their shared release.

Elaina didn’t know which of them succumbed first, as the bliss of her orgasm ravaged her senses as surely as her cock pulverized the landgraf’s pussy. Elsebeth’s body bowed nearly in half as she cried out ardently for the swordmage’s seed. She turned at the waist as best as she could, reaching back to pull Elaina into another kiss, their tongues invading one another again, sloppier this time amid their sexual stupor. The redhead’s shaft swelled with each powerful pulse of thick jizz she pumped deep into the landgraf’s pussy. Elsebeth’s cunt pulsed and squeezed in time with it, fiercely determined to have every drop of Elaina she could get.

The pair remained there for a precious moment, tasting the lust on one another as they rode the ebbing waves of ecstasy. The swordmage snaked one arm around Elsebeth to fondle her tits, pinching the studded nipples softly and offering tantalizing little tugs while their tongues danced with one another.

“Gods, there’s so much,” Elsebeth whispered against Elaina’s lips. “So soon after I sucked you off too.”

“Sorry,” Elaina apologized reflexively as the mists of desire began to thin, temporarily satisfied by the powerful climax she’d enjoyed just a moment before.

“Don’t be,” Elsebeth smiled, pressing her forehead to Elaina’s briefly before making the hard decision to dismount from the meat that she’d been skewered with. “It’s quite extraordinary. I’m only sorry I can’t return the favor.”

Elaina began to relax as Elsebeth stood, a thin trail of pearly ejaculate running down the inside of her thigh. The landgraf gently took her by the hand, coaxing her to stand before guiding her to the bed. Elaina realized only now that Elsebeth had kept her shoes on despite discarding everything but her jewelry. It made the long walk to the bed even more enticing as she watched the woman’s legs cross over one another, her hips sway from side to side and in a saucy display just for her.

“Sit,” Elsebeth said, gesturing toward the bed. “I’ll get us something to drink. Have you worked up an appetite yet?”

Elaina smiled and offered the taller woman a short nod. “I think so.”

Her eyes caught sight of a strange harness of leather belts that rested near the pillows. At its center was a finely crafted phallus detailed down to the very last vein. She hadn’t noticed it earlier, but now that she had, she couldn’t imagine how she’d missed it.

“Is it too big for you?” Elsebeth whispered against Elaina’s ear, her large, soft breasts hanging tantalizingly close.

Elaina laughed nervously and shook her head. She hadn’t been penetrated enough times to know for sure, but if her encounter with Royce’s transformation was any indication, it was worth a try. “No. It should be fine.”

“Good,” the landgraf responded, standing upright once again to retrieve refreshments from the table. “Because after you’ve had something to eat, I’ll finally have a chance to break you in properly.”