Elven Accord

by Daniel Schinhofen

  “Uncommon, and worth selling on the auction house at the very least,” Jarvis replied, collecting what was left of the food tray. “I did some looking today sir, and discovered that cooked food can be sold on the auction house. There are some limitations: the food must be packed for travel and will only last seven days from the time it is listed.”

  “Put some up,” Alvin said.

  “I can’t, sir,” Jarvis said. “I can’t access the kiosk at all.”

  “Assholes,” Alvin sighed. “Okay. When you cook for yourself tonight, make a second portion. I’ll put it on the auction house tonight when we get back.”

  “I will make sure things are in order, sir.”

  “Hero, we made a little over fifty thousand today,” Becky said, coming into the room.

  “You split the sellables with Kuro?”

  “Yeah, we’re debating what we’re going to spend the XP on, or if we want to bank it,” Becky said. “Anything special in that lot?”

  “The dagger and boots,” Alvin chuckled. “The rest is standard uncommon. You two should put a chunk of it on the auction house and let the settlements know. Set aside the boots. Feel free to switch out your K-bar with that dagger and get it upgraded.”

  “I’ll peek through the pile,” Becky said. “You going to check the kiosk?”

  “For a few minutes. I want to see if any of the books have sold. When I come back this way, I’ll help you cart stuff for sale to the kiosk,” Alvin said, getting to his feet.

  “Sounds good,” Becky said, giving him a kiss before stealing his seat.

  Alvin gave Kuro a smile when he walked past her, happy that she didn’t step away as he did. Small steps, those are the way forward.

  When Alvin returned to the main room, Becky and Kuro had the table clear and were heading his way. “Bags?”

  “Yup, easiest to just shove it all into our bags,” Becky nodded. “How were the book sales?”

  “Better than I would have thought; a few hundred since it’s been up,” Alvin replied. “I’m going to head for the shower. Don’t take too long, okay?”

  “With incentive like that, who would?” Beck smirked as she walked past him, goosing him in the process.

  Laughing, Alvin went the other way. We still have at least two hours. That’s plenty of time for some fun. Smiling as he entered the bedroom, Alvin detoured and took a few minutes getting the dungeon prepared for what he wanted after the shower.

  Chapter Thirty-five

  The hot water cascaded over Alvin, flowing from the crown of his head down his body. The tension in his muscles ebbed away with each moment he stood there. A hand glided across his shoulders and brought a smile to his lips. “Gothy. I was wondering how long I would have to wait until you joined me.”

  “Told you it wouldn’t be long,” Becky replied, giving his ass a squeeze with both hands.

  He stepped out of the water and turned around, still smiling. “We’ve got a few hours to kill.”

  “I’m looking forward to it,” Becky smirked.

  Brow furrowing, Alvin looked past Becky. “Where did Kuro go off to?”

  “She’s getting a riding lesson,” Becky giggled.

  “Put her on the horse, huh? How is she going to clean up, then?”

  “I’ll scrub her down after we’re done. Or did you maybe want to see me wash her again?”

  “It was a very enticing sight,” Alvin admitted. “I wouldn’t complain about you two scrubbing each other down.” Wrapping his arms around her, he pulled her closer. “But I’ll be more than content with what I have here.”

  Squirming in his grasp, Becky was able to slip out of his arms, leaving her on her knees. “Not, what I me—” Becky began to laugh, but she was cut off by Alvin’s cock suddenly filling her mouth.

  Grabbing her head as he pushed into her open mouth, Alvin grinned down at her. Becky’s eyes shone with happiness, though a hint of frustration was apparent. “Don’t talk with your mouth full,” Alvin chuckled as he began to push himself deeper into her now willing mouth.

  Becky slapped his thigh but went with him, taking him all the way to the base and eagerly sucking him. Tangling her hair into two pigtails to give him better leverage, Alvin dragged her most of the way off his shaft. Becky whimpered as her lips came to the head of his engorged cock, followed by a deep moan when he pulled her roughly back down his length.

  “On your knees for me, taking me at my whim,” Alvin panted, keeping his eyes locked on hers. “I’m going to take you here, right now, in the shower. Once I’ve used you, I’m going to take you to the dungeon and torment you, much like you’re doing to Mousie.”

  Becky mumbled around his shaft, wanting to say something, but Alvin continued to roughly facefuck her at his own speed. “Now, now, Gothy,” Alvin moaned. “Just wait until I’m done. I know you want it, no need to say anything.”

  Becky moaned louder as she went along with him guiding her head. Sucking harder on him, her lips formed a perfect circle that gave him even more pleasure. She fingered herself furiously with one hand, while the other came up to rub his balls.

  “Oh… very nice, Gothy,” Alvin managed to say as his eyes slid shut, letting the sensations override his thoughts.

  Minutes passed as Alvin took her mouth, the pleasure building inside of him. Becky was moaning louder and louder with each thrust of his shaft. The head of his cock began slipping into her throat with each stroke, and that was pushing him to his limits. Knowing he was about to cum, Alvin was beginning to speed up when Becky rebelled.

  Taking him all the way into her throat, Becky sucked down and started swallowing for all she had, knowing the effect that would have. Alvin grunted as the tingle spread out from his groin toward his extremities. He tried to pull Becky up, but she fought him, clinging to him and keeping her lips sealed around the base of his cock.

  “Fuck… Gothy, here it comes,” Alvin managed weakly. His toes curled and his hands spasmed as he came, grabbing her head and holding her to him as his whole body tingled. He gasped for breath when he could as his orgasm finally came to an end, staggering back against the wall.

  Pushing off him, Becky coughed hard as she gasped for breath. Eyes watering, she looked at Alvin and saw him slumped against the wall, sliding down to the floor. “I was saying,” Becky managed once she caught her breath, “that dungeon fun sounds good to me.”

  Alvin chuckled, “I need my legs to support me again, first.”

  “I bet I can get you to firm up again,” Becky winked.

  “Legs, Gothy. My legs. Not my dick.”

  “Not as much fun,” Becky snickered.

  “True,” Alvin agreed. “Let’s get a quick rinse, then I’ll torment you.”

  “Works for me, Hero,” Becky said, standing up and offering him her hand.

  Letting her help him to his feet, Alvin wrapped her in his arms as soon as he was stable. “But first,” he murmured as he spun her around, pushing her against the shower wall. “First, I’m going to spank you for fighting me. Stay there and give me your ass. Oh, and no cumming until I say.”

  Becky moaned, nodding as he let her go. Keeping her chest against the wall, Becky thrust her ass out. “I’ve been a bad girl, Hero.”

  Alvin slapped her ass hard with one hand, taking the soap in the other. He took his time, alternating spanking her with rubbing her down with soap. By the time he had her all covered in suds, her ass was solidly pink and she was panting hard with need.

  Pulling down one of the shower wands, Alvin began to wash her down, giving her a few more hard spanks while he did. Once she was clean, Alvin switched the wand head over to the massage setting and slipped it around Becky’s waist. Smiling, Alvin slowly shifted the shower head down Becky’s body, using his other hand as a guide until he was able to bring it to the right spot.

  Becky groaned when the water began to hit her engorged clit. “Hero… what…?”

  “Shh, got to get you all clean,” Alvin replied. Holding the head steady, he wa
tched her try to hold still with little success. Letting her excitement build, Alvin eventually gave her the release she had been waiting for. “Now, Gothy, cum for me.”

  A guttural moan came from Becky as she collapsed to her knees, her legs unable to support her as the orgasm rolled over her. He hung the shower head up and turned off the water, kneeling beside her as she continued to shudder.

  When she finally calmed, Alvin brushed her hair out of her eyes. “Time for the real fun, Gothy. Come on,” Standing up, he offered her his hand the same way she had done for him.

  Getting them both dried off took a bit longer than it normally would because of Becky’s wobbly legs. Eventually, they made it to the dungeon, with Alvin guiding Becky from behind. Kuro let out small excited squeaks from atop the wooden horse, where she was blindfolded.

  “Mousie, do you want to come off the horse?” Alvin asked.

  “Please, oh please,” Kuro replied with a faint voice.

  “Go get her down, Gothy,” Alvin said. “I’ll be setting up your fun while you do.”

  “I’m not going for a ride?” Becky asked, her steps slowing.

  “Not right now. Maybe after dinner,” Alvin told her.

  “As you wish, Hero,” she said, her disappointment clear.

  Shaking his head, Alvin got set up and waited for them. Kuro was shaky and holding onto Becky as they came toward him. “Mousie, do you want to thank Gothy for your fun?” Alvin asked softly.

  “Yes,” Kuro replied, not looking at him.

  “Okay. First, I need to get Gothy hooked up to this,” Alvin said, motioning to the metal bondage ring behind him.

  Becky’s downcast expression brightened a little. “Really?”

  “Yup. Come here,” Alvin held out the first cuff. “Mousie, can you get the two larger cuffs on Gothy’s ankles for me? No orgasms until I spank you. Got it, Gothy?”

  “Yes I can, Hero,” Kuro said softly.

  “Yes, Hero.” Becky’s eyebrows went up as she extended her wrist for Alvin. “Good girl, Mousie. I’ll reward you more later.”

  “Thank you, Gothy,” Kuro replied as she knelt to buckle the leather cuffs around Becky’s ankles.

  Once she was ready, Alvin hooked Becky to the frame. He put a blindfold and a pair of noise canceling headphones on her. “Okay, Mousie, you are given free rein on Gothy’s lower half. Show her how thankful you are.” Stepping back from the two of them, Alvin grabbed the crop. “I’ll be giving her some more of what she wants from me.”

  Kuro twitched at the first strike to Becky’s breasts but ignored the rest, focusing instead on using her hands and mouth to bring Becky as much pleasure as possible. Alvin paused occasionally, watching as Kuro worked before going back to giving Becky the pain she wanted.

  Alvin switched from the crop to a flogger after a while, and was moving to grab a paddle when a loud cough came from the doorway. He didn’t see anyone there, but Jarvis’ voice came clearly into the room.

  “Sir, you have one hour until the time scheduled for dinner,” Jarvis said, then Alvin heard footsteps walking away.

  “Damn, really?” Alvin sighed. “Guess we should finish this.” Grabbing a Hitachi, Alvin plugged it in and handed it to Kuro, who gave him a puzzled look. “She hasn’t shown you how to use the magic wand yet?” Kuro shook her head and Alvin smirked. “Push that button down, then press it to her. I’ll be spanking her, so keep your hands away from her ass, okay?”

  Kuro nodded slowly, thumbing the switch. Her eyes widened when she felt the vibration in her hands. Gently pressing the head against Becky’s sex produced immediate results; she gasped loudly and her hips bucked into the vibrator. “Oh gods… more… give it to me.”

  A firm swat made Becky’s whole body lock up as her long-denied orgasm finally overtook her. Alvin continued spanking her while Kuro did her best to keep the wand pressed firmly against Becky.

  Alvin spanked Becky for a few minutes before he stopped. He knew if he kept going, Becky would not be able to make it to dinner. “Mousie, stop please,” Alvin said, following suit. He gathered the toys he had used on Becky and moved to put them away.

  Pulling the vibrator away from Becky, Kuro looked up. A smile filled Becky’s face and she shook from the continued aftershocks. “Thank you…” Becky murmured exhaustedly.

  “I need to shower,” Kuro said softly.

  “Go for it, but first, please bring me back a washcloth and some warm water,” Alvin said, taking the wand from her.

  Once Kuro left the room, Alvin finished getting Becky unhooked. Gently laying her down, he smiled at her, watching her try to focus on him as he removed the blindfold and headphones. “Less than an hour before we have to go,” Alvin told her. “I’ll get you cleaned up. Just lay there for a bit, okay?”

  “As you wish, Hero.”

  Kuro was back in a minute with a small bowl of water and a rag. “Gothy? Did you enjoy it?”

  “I loved it, Mousie. I’m going to spoil you after dinner.”

  Blushing, Kuro beamed at her and scampered off to the shower. Both of them watched her go, then Becky noticed Alvin’s rigid cock.

  “Hero… Can I help you with that?” the heat in her voice was palpable.

  “After I clean you up and you can sit up,” Alvin chuckled.

  “Tonight… will you join me when I play with Mousie?”

  “Not unless she asks me to,” Alvin rebuffed her gently. “She’s making progress, but if I push, she might retreat back into her shell.”

  “If she asks, though?”

  “Then yes.”

  “Good,” Becky’s voiced climbed a little as Alvin began to wash her sex.

  “Yes, you are, my wonderful gothic temptress.”

  Chapter Thirty-six

  Once they had their armor on, they left the inn and saw the carriage waiting for them. A Captain stood at attention beside it. “Matriarch Gothy and guests, we are here to escort you to Matriarch Deatheyes.”

  “Sounds good,” Becky said. A dark-skinned male Elf opened the door for them, helping Kuro and Becky in and shutting the door after Alvin was in.

  “Any ideas about what we’re likely to be talking about?” Alvin asked Kuro.

  “Besides the attacks and what Matriarch Gothy can do to assist, I would expect Matriarch Deatheyes to try and get as much information about how things work as she can.”

  “Fun,” Alvin sighed. “Show and tell. I can give her a book, but I only have so many of those.”

  “You gave one to Wintersbreath,” Becky said.

  “And to each of the crafters we’ve used, but I’m not sure I want to give them to any of the Matriarchs or the Queen. At least, not until we’re on our way out.”

  “Understandable. No reason to give them a leg up until we’ve left.”

  “You are going to help the Queen, though, right?” Kuro asked.

  “I'm not inclined to help the King after his Champion said they were going to conquer Earth once they'd dealt with the Queen.”

  “Doubt he’d want our help after we killed all his people when we showed up, anyway” Becky added. “Besides a few of the Matriarchs, the Queen’s people have been pretty decent.”

  The carriage came to a halt in front of a manor. “Gates are opening, we’ll be getting out in a moment.”

  True to his word, they were out of the carriage shortly, with the same footman helping the ladies out. The Elf looked puzzled as the three of them came out dressed in finery, not the armor they had been wearing when they had got in the coach. Alvin looked at the manor, impressed in spite of himself. The architect had disregarded any whims of fashion, opting for defensibility instead.

  “Looks like a small fort more than a fancy manor,” Becky said, giving voice to his thoughts.

  “I hope to gods she’s as pragmatic as her home,” Alvin muttered.

  “You made it,” Wintersbreath said from the front door, a smile on her lips. “Dinner will be served soon. Come, let me introduce you to Matriarch Deatheyes before
the meal.”

  Alvin put his hand on Becky’s back, “I wonder if I made a mistake giving her a book.”

  “We’ll find out,” Becky replied softly as she headed for the door, then addressed Wintersbreath. “Did your people track down the animals and undead?”

  “They did,” Wintersbreath’s smile faded. “They killed another handful of people before we got them all. Fortunately, the necromancer seemed to have retreated when the attack failed, as we had no more dead rising against us.”