Elven Accord

by Daniel Schinhofen

  “Matriarch, Skyfall has never failed to bring another male into her house,” Kuro said softly.

  “She’s never had to compare to Gothy,” Alvin said. “Gothy wins every time. We really do need to get some food and sleep,” he added after a second. “I wasn’t lying about that.”

  “Fair enough,” Becky agreed. “Mousie, order us some dinner and drinks from the Mustang. Take your time about it, though. Hero and I will be busy for a bit.”

  Alvin’s lips pulled back into a grin. “Oh, going to have dessert first?”

  “Life is short. Eat dessert first… Better yet, eat me,” Becky winked at him. “Now come on, Hero. I’m famished for my favorite treat, too.”

  Walking toward the tent flap, Alvin looked behind him. “If you keep me waiting, I won’t let you orgasm.”

  Becky went past him at a run, staggering him as she did. “Nope, nope, nope.”

  Laughing at her antics, Alvin walked after her. “I guess someone wants to find release badly.”

  Chapter Eight

  When Kuro entered the tent over an hour later, the couple lay naked and panting, having just finished their third round. Her eyes raked over Alvin’s form before lingering on Becky’s soft curves. “I have food and wine, Matriarch,” she said, approaching on the far side of Becky carrying a loaded tray.

  “Sit between us,” Becky told Kuro as they sat up and made room for her. Hesitantly, Kuro did as she was commanded after putting the tray where Becky could reach it easily. “Mousie, you’re going to learn to get over this trepidation. Lose your outer clothes.”

  Swallowing hard and keeping her eyes off Alvin, Kuro was suddenly in the white undergarments Becky had picked out for her. The contrast of dusky skin and stark white really caught the eye, making it hard for even Alvin not to stare.

  “My toy is beautiful, isn’t she, Hero?” Becky asked as she picked up the bottle.

  “She is beautiful, second only to you,” Alvin said.

  “Oh, stop…” Becky started, cutting off when she looked up and found him staring into her eyes.

  “That is the truth as I see it,” Alvin said in earnest. “You match me too well to be anything other than the most beautiful woman anywhere, in my eyes.”

  Becky blinked slowly, the bottle forgotten in her hands. “I… can’t…”

  “Shakes you, doesn’t it?” Alvin said, taking the bottle from her, keeping his eyes on hers. “That feeling deep inside? It warms you, and feels like it hums.”

  Nodding minutely, her eyes couldn’t escape his. “Yes.”

  “That is why no matter who— or what— happens, you will always be first,” Alvin said as he set the bottle next to Kuro. “Your toy is stunning, but she pales in comparison to you.”

  Kuro watched them and felt a pang of jealousy grow inside of her. She had always been attractive enough to garner interest from a number of men, despite her mixed heritage. Yet at that moment, she felt like the ugliest being in the room.

  “Mousie, is my Hero handsome to you?” Becky asked, pulling her gaze from Alvin’s reluctantly to focus on Kuro.

  Swallowing, Kuro kept her eyes on Becky. “I can’t say, Matriarch.”

  “Does he not elicit a response in you?” Becky asked.

  Taking the bottle from Becky and deftly opening it, Kuro shrugged. “I don’t know.”

  “Look at him,” Becky said, her words commanding. “Look long and hard. Tell me what you like and don’t.”

  Kuro froze in the act of pouring the wine. “Matriarch… please…”

  Alvin was going to intervene, but held back. Kuro was hers to deal with and he was curious himself, as he felt like a piece of meat when any of the Elves looked at him.

  “Set the bottle down, and do as I say,” Becky told her.

  Setting the bottle down, Kuro chewed at her lower lip and reluctantly turned her gaze to Alvin, one of her hands going to her neck. Silence filled the tent as Kuro’s eyes slowly traversed his naked body, making Alvin a little self-conscious, and a little aroused.

  Becky had filled plates and glasses distributed to each of them before Kuro finally spoke. “He is a man, and therefore, a vile beast that only wishes to use me for his own pleasure,” Kuro said first, her voice trembling.

  “What else?” Becky prompted as she handed Alvin his portion.

  “Alvin lacks the softness of a female; he is too muscular and hard,” Kuro said.

  “Anything else bad?” Becky pressed her. When Kuro shook her head, Becky smiled. “Now the good. What about him do you like?”

  “He has not tried to touch me, nor woo me. I’m relieved that he would rather show me music than himself. I know that he wishes to please you first and foremost, which means he might be better than the males of my world.”

  “Physically?” Becky said, picking up her plate of meat.

  “I’ve seen him hold you, and I wonder what that feels like. Does it feel as protective as it looks, or does it feel like being in a cage? Would his lips demand of me? Would he force me to submit to him? I worry that I want to touch him.”

  “Very good,” Becky smiled. “Now, eat and drink. For your reward, I will be giving you some swats with your favorite paddle.”

  Kuro’s eyes went wide at Becky’s words. “With him in the tent?”

  “Oh yes. I want him to see what me having a toy does for me,” Becky grinned. “He’ll be watching you the whole time I play with you.”

  Breath coming quicker, Kuro nodded slowly. “If that is what the Matriarch wishes of me.”

  Alvin was surprised when he saw the hard points poking at the thin white fabric of Kuro’s bra. Chewing the first bite of his dinner, he knew the rest of tonight was going to be enlightening in many new ways.

  When the meal came to an end, Alvin scooted back to give Becky and Kuro more room. Kuro wasn’t even paying attention to him; her eyes were locked on Becky, her breath shallow and fast in anticipation. Becky’s eyes flickered to him to make sure he was watching as she leaned into Kuro and kissed her.

  Alvin’s mouth went dry as he watched the two opposing beauties making out. Becky had pale skin, dark hair, and was curvy, while Kuro was dark skinned, light haired, and petite. The contrast between them was stark and beautiful.

  Moving forward more, Becky eased Kuro to the ground as the kisses continued. Between kisses, Becky’s mouth traveled along Kuro’s neck, licking, nibbling, and sucking. Instead of leading down toward the collarbone as Alvin expected, the kisses trailed up to Kuro’s ear. Becky began to suckle the tip of one of Kuro’s ears, which produced immediate results.

  Kuro’s hips bucked as Becky found her target. “Gothy… my ears…” Kuro whimpered, her hands rubbing along Becky’s back and pulling her closer.

  “I like your ears,” Becky whispered, going back to lavishing attention on her ear.

  Kuro moaned and wiggled under Becky, her hands lightly kneading at Becky’s back. “Have I been good, Matriarch?”

  “You’ve been good, Mousie,” Becky purred as she finally pulled back from Kuro. “We can’t do everything here, but I can do some things.”

  Leaning back onto her shins, Becky pulled Kuro’s underwear from her roughly. Kuro let out a soft squeak of surprise, her eyes glazed as she stared up at Becky. Leaning back down so their noses touched, Becky spoke softly. “I’m going to devour you now, and while I do, Hero is going to be watching the entire time. I want you to watch him; see the lust in him build, but also the control.”

  Alvin’s eyebrows shot up at her words. “Look, but don’t touch?”

  Turning her head so she could see him, Becky shook her head. “You may molest my toy as you see fit. She will not stop you, will you Mousie?”

  Breath coming fast, Kuro swallowed as her eyes focused on Alvin. “I won’t stop you,” she said, her pupils dilating further.

  Blinking slowly, he could see Kuro’s fear warring with a spark of desire, and watched her slipping into the mental space that some submissives could find. Alvin nodded slowly,
and glanced over to Becky, who gave him a knowing smile.

  “Your desires are our desires, Hero,” Becky said, kissing her way down Kuro’s body. “Either of us, or both of us, are yours to play with.” She stopped speaking when her mouth found the wet valley she had been heading for.

  Kuro’s eyes fluttered, but she kept them focused on Alvin as best she could while Becky began to lick at her moist sex. “Gothy… he is watching me,” Kuro panted as Alvin turned his attention back to her.

  “Take your bra off and play with your breasts,” Becky commanded between licks.

  Doing as she was told, Kuro freed her small, pert breasts and began to roughly squeeze them. Her mind whirled with all the things that Alvin might do to her, given free rein to her body as he had been. Each new thought only made her more excited as Becky applied her talents, bringing Kuro close to the edge, but not pushing her over.

  Unable to resist the temptation before him anymore, Alvin shifted to his knees. The movement made Kuro breathe faster, her hands halting on her breasts. The war in her eyes climbed to new heights as Alvin inched closer, but fear was still the dominant emotion.

  “Mousie,” Alvin said softly, coming to a halt just outside of arm's reach of her. “I’m not any of the men you’ve known; I’m better and worse than them in every way. I told you earlier what would happen if you were both naked in the same room.”

  With a grin, Alvin slipped behind Becky and eased himself into her inviting wetness. Becky’s guttural moan of pleasure earned a squeak of pleasure from Kuro as the vibrations raced through her. Settling himself fully into Becky, he slapped her ass hard, making Kuro’s eyes snap open.

  “My little gothic temptress wanted me to break her toy, but tonight, I’m going to break her instead while she plays with her toy,” Alvin chuckled as he rocked his hips hard once. “You’re not to stop pleasuring Mousie while I’m inside of you, understood?”

  Becky’s head shifted in a nod as her assault on Kuro’s sex continued. Kuro’s eyes fluttered and almost closed as Becky kept her on the edge.

  Alvin started with long, slow strokes, punctuating each one with a slap to Becky’s ass. Each spank made Kuro’s eyes open wide before they started to close again. Alvin locked eyes with Kuro as he plowed Becky.

  Kuro watched him with the same mix of fear and desire, her hips starting to match his rhythm unconsciously. “Gothy… please,” Kuro whimpered.

  “Not until I do,” Becky moaned. “Hero…” her own voice pleading with him.

  Chuckling, Alvin increased his pace. “You want to be filled again?”

  “Yes, gods yes,” Becky moaned, increasing her own pace on Kuro’s body and pushing the Elf closer to orgasm.

  Kuro’s eyes were wide as she nodded. “Please… Hero…”

  Not expecting Kuro to ask for it, and definitely not the way she did, drove him harder. Pounding into Becky with fervor, Alvin watched Kuro’s face flush dark as her need was being stopped by the collar. Whimpering squeaks came from her parted lips with each thrust of Alvin into Becky. Becky’s own moans grew louder as he continued to penetrate her harder and faster.

  The erotic nature of the moment finally caused Alvin to release another batch of cum into Becky. That was all it took to push Becky into her own orgasm, which in turn allowed Kuro hers. The three of them fed off the moment, prolonging the cycle of pleasure.

  With a deep breath of exhaustion, Alvin leaned back and pulled himself from Becky. As soon as he did, Becky shifted herself around and positioned her filled sex above Kuro’s face. “Suck it all out, Mousie,” Becky commanded, pressing her cum-laden sex to Kuro’s mouth.

  Kuro hesitated, but did as ordered. Her lips locked around Becky’s slit, her tongue snaking as far as it could into her. Alvin blinked, his eyes going to Becky’s. She stared at him with adoration and desire.

  “May I clean you, Hero?” Becky asked breathlessly, her eyes glazed much like Kuro’s had been.

  His softening member twitched at her request. “I’ll let you, but once you finish, you’re to give Mousie a more fitting reward.”

  Becky’s lips tugged up. “Thinking about my toy, Hero?”

  “The longer she lasts, the better for you and me,” Alvin said as he inched over to her, his slowly thickening shaft still wet with their combined fluids. “So, yes, because it will keep you happier.”

  Becky didn’t respond as her tongue snaked out and lapped at his cock. Eyes looking up through her lashes, she gently encased the head of him with her lips, slowly sucking him into her mouth.

  Moaning, Alvin tangled his hands into her hair, forming pigtails to better guide her as he took control of her. “Be a good girl and follow my lead, Gothy,” Alvin said as he made sure she did exactly as he wanted.

  It took a while, but Alvin gave Becky another helping of his seed, which she greedily drank down. Panting as he released her hair, he moved away from her, spent, exhausted, and thoroughly sated.

  Becky shuddered as another orgasm flooded her, and Kuro got another helping of Alvin’s cum from Becky’s pussy. Becky rolled off Kuro, panting as she grabbed the Elf by the hair and turned her ass up.

  “Hero thinks you deserve a fitting reward, too, Mousie,” Becky told the surprised Elf. She brought the paddle down sharply across Kuro’s ass, leaving a brief mark. “Twenty should be enough. Count them.”

  “One,” Kuro gasped, her ass wiggling in the air as she shifted to give Becky a better target.

  Alvin watched the display, but was unable to rouse his body for another round. Instead, he watched with appreciation as Becky spanked Kuro, and listened to Kuro’s squeaks as she counted, getting louder with each swat. When Becky finally reached twenty, she ordered Kuro to orgasm and nibbled the tip of one of the Elf’s ears. Blinking as the slender body contorted when the orgasm rushed through her, Alvin was entranced by the sight and sound.

  When Kuro finally stopped orgasming, Becky rubbed her ass gently and whispered to her. Getting Kuro settled into the bedding, Becky kissed the Elf tenderly before motioning to Alvin. Laying down, she draped an arm and leg over the Elf. Becky smiled when Alvin did the same to her.

  “Skyfall says we’ll reach Alinaholt in the evening tomorrow,” Becky murmured sleepily. “We’ll be able to go back to our base then.”

  “Good. We need to see what they’ve done to the world this time,” Alvin yawned. “Sleep well, my gothic succubus.”

  Chapter Nine

  Voices from outside their tent woke Alvin. “They are sleeping; they won’t have their weapons close to them. It will be fine. You heard them earlier, they should be passed out. Just remember the deal.”

  Coming fully awake, Alvin rolled to his knees. His underwear and chest band were out of reach, and at that moment, he was really glad he never took off his gloves. The Type 56 appeared in his right hand, and he brought it to his shoulder as he wondered which way the attack was going to come from.

  A blade cut through the center flap, severing the ties with ease. The flap was slowly moved to the side, and Alvin took aim. With quick triple taps, the first few rounds hit the assailant who had been foolish enough to expose his position.

  “They’re awake! Get them!” someone outside yelled.

  A dozen bodies rushed the opening, with the first few making it into the tent. Becky and Kuro had woken immediately with the first rounds of gunfire. Kuro covered her ears as Alvin flicked the switch and mowed down the first of the intruders. His gun vanished to be replaced by the UMP. He switched the gun to full auto and sprayed the entrance.

  Becky joined him just as the UMP ran empty, her MP5 chattering while she emptied the magazine into the mass. She followed it up with her shotgun booming out its five rounds, just in time for Alvin to get the Type 56 reloaded. Nobody else was trying to push into the tent now, so Alvin made his way past the unmoving bodies and used the barrel to move the flap aside. He saw another handful of dead and two people running toward the army.

  Grinning evilly, he stepped out of the tent, too
k aim, and fired a handful of rounds into each. When both stopped moving, he went back inside to dress since the eastern sky was starting to hint at light. “No one survived,” he told them, his gun vanishing back into his glove as he grabbed his underwear. “No more sleeping nude when not at home.”

  “I agree,” Becky said, her face hard as she finished clasping her bra, her clothing covering her immediately. “I’m going to talk to Skyfall about security.”

  “I should go with you, just in case,” Kuro said, her clothing already on, both blades appearing in her hands as she followed Becky.

  “I’ll break camp and see about breakfast,” Alvin said as he put his chest band on. “If you run into trouble, shoot it.”