Dark Assassin Ch. 02

Zinfer pondered the notion for a moment. Elaine was right - it was not fair to withhold the most important moment of Laura's life, her death, from her daughter. But it was a hard truth, and would very likely cause Elaine more pain than Zinfer wished to ever inflict on the girl.

Elaine lowered her fist and spoke again, this time with less anger and more careful sincerity, "Please, Zinfer. If you care for me...tell me how she died." And at that moment Zinfer knew that Elaine had already figured out the truth. He could read the pain all over her.

Zinfer's heart felt like it had shattered into a thousand splinters as he took a breath to speak the truth. "She died," he said softly, never taking his eyes from Elaine's, "Giving birth."

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They reached the outskirts of the Eternal Forest just as the sun began to dip behind the mountains. It was called so because it was almost entirely populated by tall, piney trees that never lost their needles. When white snow buried the forest's floor, the trees remained green, standing in strong opposition to the blanket of death that covered the rest of the land annually.

Elaine had cried silently for a long while as they traversed through the hills and Zinfer had let her be. It was a tragic sadness to discover that you were the cause of your mother's death and Zinfer did not wish it upon anyone, much less this human that he had come to care deeply for. At first he had thought she would be angry with him for telling her. But he read gratitude and sadness from Elaine, not anger, and for this Zinfer was glad.

After entering the forest, Zinfer navigated with ease amongst the tees, taking a familiar path to a small, flat clearing that, like the cave in the mountains, was a common resting place during his travels. A thin stream ran along one end of the clearing and tall, heavy pines stood guard on all sides. Over the years, Zinfer had built up a natural boundary of stones and branches that forced any would be intruder to enter the clearing near the stream. It was almost impossible to come into the space without being detected and Zinfer was sure that they would be safe here from most potential threats.

"Another one of your secret spots?" Elaine asked as they emerged through the trees and crossed the stream using a series of carefully placed stepping-stones.

"Not so secret anymore," Zinfer mused, trying to keep his voice light. A single pine grew in the exact center of the clearing. Its branches offered shelter and the gnarled roots formed a soft, cozy spot for which to bed down on at night. A few feet from the trunk of the pine was an overgrown stone fire pit with a long log laid out on one side. The log had been stripped of its bark and twin seats had been carved into the wood.

"It's beautiful," Elaine commented, leaning her pack against the central pine and rolling the knots from her shoulders.

Indeed it was, with the last golden rays of the sun illuminating the piney, grassy earth just before it set.

"You should wash in the stream," Zinfer told Elaine, "I will start the fire and get dinner started."

"Promise not to watch me?" Elaine teased, all her sadness from before seemed to have dissipated.

"Absolutely no promises at all," Zinfer replied and began his work on the fire while the girl laughed softly and crossed to the stream, peeling off her shirt as she went.

Zinfer did his work facing the stream, his member stirring as the pale while flesh of Elaine's body was revealed to him. She knelt at the water, her back to him and her pants still covering her bottom, and she began to wash. First her arms, then her neck. Eventually, she sat up a little straighter and poured water down her front from cupped hands.

"You'll get your pants wet," Zinfer called out and Elaine turned to look at him, her beautiful curls bouncing across her back as she did. Zinfer had gotten the fire started and was searching for dried meat to make into stew. The most fleeting glimpse of a hard, pink nipple could be seen as Elaine stood, pulled off her boots, and shimmed out of her tight breeches, tossing them all aside and once again turning away from Zinfer in a chaste, taunting manner.

Unperturbed, the Elf stood and strode across the clearing, coming up behind Elaine and pressing his body hard against hers. She melted back into him as his hands snuck around her, one of them finding the hard tip of her breast while the other came to rest just above the small triangle of hair just above her slit.

"You shouldn't tease me," Zinfer whispered against her ear, his tongue snaking out to lick the lobe, which caused her to moan and clutch at his forearms. He was hard and he ground the evidence into her lower back, nothing but a thin wall of fabric separating them.

"I'll never get clean at this rate," Elaine moaned, her head falling back against Zinfer's chest.

Reaching down, the Elf skimmed his fingers through the lips of her sex and found that she was indeed making a mess of herself between her thighs. He removed them, leaving a trail of moisture as he moved up her belly and gripped her unoccupied breast, hefting them both in his palms.

"Fine," he told her as he toyed with each of her nipples, "First you wash, then we eat," he pinched her nipples hard and she squealed excitedly, "Then we play."

Zinfer left her swaying near the stream as he walked awkwardly back to the fire, adjusting his impossibly hard shaft as he went. The girl burned him alive every time he touched her and he wondered how he would be able to resist deflowering her that night. The urge to take her where she stood was almost overpowering. And the way she had gotten wet for him just from being near him...

After Elaine had washed herself and rubbed herself dry with a cloth provided by Zinfer, she redressed and came to sit by the fire.

"How did you find this place?" Elaine asked the Elf, taking the bowl of stew he offered and blowing on it to cool, "And the cave?"

"The war between Dwarves and Goblins forces me to make many journeys up the mountain," Zinfer told her, "After a while the trail becomes like home and like every good home, there are favored rooms."

"What did you do in the mountains all those times?" she asked. Elaine's curiosity was by far one of her greatest attributes.

"Mostly silenced plans to invade the Mountain Elves' land," Zinfer said, "Goblins and Dwarves are greedy creatures and every once in a while some overconfident soldier will try to rouse support to raid my queen's home. It is my job to make sure such plans die with their formulators."

"If you were always so close Thieves' Valley, how come you never visited with my father? You clearly knew there was a secret entrance."

Zinfer gave her a bemused stare and quirked his eyebrow, "You are a clever one," he almost grinned, "Truth is, I haven't traveled this way in over a decade. The last time I was within ten miles of Thieves' Valley, you were a young girl. As far as the secret entrance - it was a secret to me until just a few scant months ago."

"Does that bother you?" Elaine asked, placing her bowl aside and looking up at Zinfer, "That you were grown so long before I was?"

"Are you grown now?" Zinfer asked in a low, seductive voice, placing a hand on Elaine's thigh.

She swallowed and nodded, her pupils dilating and her heartbeat racing as desire flowed over her. The Elf could feel the need coming from her in waves and it fed his own heated lust. There was the faintest scent of arousal in the cool night air, and Zinfer's cock hardened to iron in his breeches.

"Go to the pack, get your cloak and lay it beneath the pine," Zinfer commanded, standing up and doing nothing to adjust or conceal his arousal. It was time for Elaine to discover what it was like to be loved by him - and that meant learning to follow his direction when it came to matters of the flesh. He had promised her pleasure beyond anything she had known, and Zinfer always kept his vows.

Elaine obeyed immediately, swaying to the pine on unsteady feet, getting her thick cloak, and laying it in the soft spot between two roots that formed a makeshift bed.

"Remove your clothes and lie down," Zinfer told her.

"What are you planning on doing to me?" Elaine asked in a thin voice laced with apprehensive desire as she shucked her clothes and boots, moisture glistening between her thighs in the firelight.

"Lie down and you'll find out," Zinfer said, pulling off his shirt, laying aside his belt, and waiting as the girl got on her back. The roots were angled in such a way that Elaine was on a slight incline, her body positioned to get a view of whatever may happen between her thighs which, Zinfer planned, would be plenty.

Without instruction, Elaine had bent her knees and spread her thighs so that her sex was presented to Zinfer's scrutiny as he knelt on his knees between her legs. She was wet and he could smell the honey that leaked from her cunt and wanted nothing more than to taste it. With a palm on each of Elaine's thighs, Zinfer pushed them further apart so he could bend down to place his mouth inches from her sex. He could feel her heat on his lips and he inhaled her scent deeply, the exotic, spicy aroma making him shiver.

"Zinfer," Elaine moaned, looking down her body at him, "What are you..."

Her question was silenced by a shocked squeal of pleasure. Zinfer had darted out the very tip of his tongue and flicked it against Elaine's swollen and distended clit. Holding her hips in place, he repeated the action.

"Gods!" she cried, trying to arch her body up toward Zinfer's mouth, but he held her still.

A small bead of moisture leaked from her slit, and the Elf gathered it on his tongue, tasting Elaine for the first time. She was intoxicating - sweet like honey and spicy like a particular Elfish wine Zinfer was fond of. He tried some more, swiping his tongue along the entire length of her sex.

"Don't stop," Elaine begged and dug her fingers into Zinfer's hair, holding his head in place, "Please."

Taking his right hand from Elaine's hips, Zinfer moved it to her sex and spread her outer lips, which were damp with saliva and her arousal, revealing the tight inner folds that were very literally dripping with her honey.

"Can you touch your clit?" Zinfer asked as ran his tongue through the wet folds.

A hand disentangled itself from his hair and appeared between Elaine's thighs, right above where Zinfer's tongue was dancing lazily across her sex. "Here?" she asked and Zinfer took her fingers with his free hand and guided them to her button. The stimulation made her buck upward as Zinfer's tongue shallowly penetrated her channel. He felt her walls flutter weakly around him and his lust was roused further.

"Rub yourself," Zinfer growled at Elaine against her sex, "Don't stop until you spill your sweet nectar all over my tongue."

The instruction given, Zinfer got to work. At first he planted light kisses on and around Elaine's spread offering while she rubbed her clit in lazy circles with her fingertips. Her hips held in place, Elaine writhed with bliss as the Elf continued to tease her.

As Zinfer's kisses and licks against Elaine's folds became more insistent, she started to moan and cry out in regular intervals. Soft pleas of "Don't stop" and "Zinfer!" urged him on. Zinfer's chin and mouth were sticky with cream but he could still not get enough. It was ambrosia - a gift from the gods. In his breeches, his cock fought to get free, to plunge into Elaine's warm, wet depths and never leave.

"Cum, Elaine," Zinfer growled, increasing the ferocity of his assault. She responded by doubling the rate of her own stimulation. Taking the hand that held Elaine open, Zinfer slipped two of his fingers through the folds of her cunt until he was met with the resistance of her maidenhood.

Elaine stretched around him and shouted, "Yes!" when Zinfer began the familiar 'come-hither' motion with his fingers. He could not yet reach the spot halfway down Elaine's channel that would bring her the most pleasure, but the Elf shuddered in anticipation at what her reaction would be if he could coax this much from her with just the barest minimum of stimulation.

"I need to taste you," the Elf moaned and slid a third finger into Elaine, stretching her walls even further and receiveing a small surge of cum in response.

"Close...," Elaine mewled, thrumming her clit harder, "So close. Don't...don't stop..."

Zinfer didn't, and a few moments later she stilled, clamping Zinfer's head in place with her thighs, and came. Elaine's inner walls clenched and released violently around Zinfer's fingers, trying to hold a cock that was not there. Honey flowed freely around his mouth and he tried to lap it all up, but most dripped down his chin and her sex, pooling beneath her bottom. Elaine cried out in the night, arching her chest and hips.

The orgasm lasted a while, and when it was done, Zinfer's lust was almost uncontrollable. "On your knees," he commanded gruffly. He stood as Elaine sat up and positioned herself on her knees, a little dazed from the intensity of her orgasm. Zinfer fumbled with his breeches and pulled them down his hips until his cock sprung free. It was hard as steel and dripping pre cum. Taking a step forward Zinfer gripped his shaft and held it in front of Elaine's lips. She looked down at the impressive length with apprehension, but got the hint and used the tip of her tongue to taste a bead of pre cum.

"Gods," Zinfer groaned. It was agony resisting the urge to shove his cock in her mouth and fuck her until his seed spilled down her throat. But Elaine would have to learn how to do this on her own, and Zinfer would have to be patient as she did so.

Elaine grew bolder, licking not just Zinfer's head, but his shaft as well. They glistened in the firelight where she had wet them with her mouth and Zinfer wished it were her honey that coated him instead. Mimicking his actions on her own sex from earlier, Elaine licked Zinfer's cock from base to tip in one long motion, flicking the tip of his head and catching another dose of pre cum.

Elfish semen was different than other creatures' and served as a mild aphrodisiac. Dark Elves had the most potent among the sub-races and the way Elaine started to suck on his head with more and more wanton need made it obvious that it had started to have an effect on her. Zinfer could smell her growing wet again between her thighs and his cock twitched at the thought of the cream running down her legs.

"Finger your cunt," Zinfer said, placing a gentle hand on Elaine's cheek, "I want to watch you cum while you suck my cock."

Elaine mewled and let her right hand disappear between her legs while her left grasped Zinfer's shaft and stroked it as she continued to suck on his head. Her mouth was warm and wet and soft and she moaned around him as she started to thrust her fingers into her cunt.

"Take more of me," Zinfer guided, pressing forward a little, "Watch your teeth, I'd like to keep what the gods have given me."

This small joke made Elaine smile a little as she took an inch or two more of Zinfer into the warm confines of her mouth. Perhaps through conversations with her peers or just pure instinct, Elaine began to bob her head back and forth along Zinfer's cock, laving her tongue along his skin as she did so. It was certainly not the best felatio Zinfer had ever received, but considering Elaine's limited experience, it was heaven.

Elaine had taken three quarters of his cock into her mouth when it hit the back of her throat. She paused for a moment, unsure of what to do.

"It's fine," Zinfer said gently, angling his hips backward and pulling himself out a little, "Just take what you can. It feels perfect."

Encouraged by his words, Elaine began to suck him in earnest. Her mouth and tongue worked in unison and as she continued to finger her slit, Elaine's moans grew louder around Zinfer's shaft, driving him to new heights of pleasure.

"Are you going to cum again?" Zinfer asked of Elaine when her moans had become an almost constant presence. She tried to respond, but forgot she had a cock in her mouth it came out as a gurgle of affirmation. "Sit back," Zinfer said, stilling her head with a firm hold and pulling out of her mouth, "I want to watch."

A thin line of drool dripped down Elaine's chin as she pulled back and lied down before Zinfer, but the drool was nothing like the river of cream that had spilled down Elaine's thighs while she had been on her knees before Zinfer.

"Gods," the Elf whispered and fisted his cock from where he stood.

Three of Elaine's fingers had never left her cunt and were busy thrusting into it with wet sucking sounds. Her hips writhed beneath her and she was pinching her left nipple with her fingers while she whimpered and cried out in pleasure. Watching Elaine approach her second orgasm was pushing Zinfer toward his own and his balls tightened against his body in preparation.

When Elaine came, it was not as long or intense as her previous release, but it still made her thighs and lower belly quiver with pleasure as she stilled herself and rode it out over her fingers. The rapture in her body was enough to push Zinfer over, and thick ropes of his cum sprung from his cock and landed on Elaine's pelvis and cunt a short distance away. She smeared this around the mess she had already created and Zinfer's cock refused to go limp at the sight of her shoving his semen into her channel.

"Zinfer," Elaine moaned as she rubbed her slit, "I need you now. Inside me."

Zinfer gritted his teeth and shook his head hard once, "Not tonight, Elaine." It was like trying to hold back wild horses controlling his lust, but the Elf pulled up his breeches and tucked in his cock.

"Please," Elaine pleaded and he could see that she was still very much aroused, her fluttering channel was ejecting small waves of their mixed cum that she continued to use as lubrication to finger herself.

"Stop," Zinfer said sternly and knelt before her, taking her hand and grasping it in his so she could not use it on herself anymore, "You need to clean up and then we need to sleep."

"I can't," Elaine moaned and her other hand tried to reach between her thighs before Zinfer took that one as well. She looked at him with a frightening mixture of lust and terror. Something was not right.

"Tell me what you are feeling," Zinfer asked her, concerned now.

"Hot," the girl moaned and he could feel that she was indeed burning up despite the cool of the night, "I need..."

Zinfer wracked his brain for anything he knew about the effects of Elfish semen on humans. There was not much known on the topic, but he recalled an old friend of his from when he was young and still lived with his race. The friend had taken a human lover for a time and had boasted to Zinfer how the woman had been unable to keep her hands off him and how often they had lain together. In the end, Zinfer recalled the friend having cut ties with the human. Apparently her appetites had been too much, even for a Dark Elf...

Stupid Zinfer chastised himself, trying to hold Elaine still as she struggled beneath his grip. She was looking up and down his body enticingly and licking her lips and Zinfer feared what she would do if he let her go. Probably screw them both until they could no longer stay conscious and end up injuring herself in the process.

"Damn," Zinfer swore and let his magic flow through his arm and fingers as he muttered the Old Elfish words for sleep.

Elaine's eyes began to droop immediately and it was a matter of seconds before she went limp in his grasp, asleep. Releasing her wrists, Zinfer got up and got an old cloth from his pack to clean her of their mess. When she was clean, he dressed her carefully, leaving off her cloak for fear that she would overheat in it. All the while, Elaine muttered and fretted in her sleep and Zinfer worried that she would wake up despite the heavy magic he had used on her.