Kono, Futa Drow Ranger

Amelia put her hand to her chin, a cute imitation of Kono's typical thoughtful pose. "But goblin's are all male, and males can't use magic. So that means..?"

"Either we're witnessing a great shift in the universal understanding of magic itself, or a woman is leading them." Kono sighed again. This was supposed to be an easy job, now she was going to have to fight a mage too. She looked down at her confused guide. "It's the latter, obviously, they're being led by a mage. No wonder they made it so far south." Kono inspected the goblins' quiver. But what would a mage want to capture village girls for? She found a half empty vial of the paralysis poison from before. Sadism? Sexual release? Some kind of twisted combination of the two? She turned the vial around in her hand thoughtfully. You fool Kono, you missed the forest for the trees. What kind of goblin stores poison in an airtight vial? Where would he even get it? You've seen this poison before, smelt it, even used it yourself. This mushroom only grows in the Subtennebrae, you know that Kono. Your second mistake today. Kono pocketed the vial with a frown. "This is a drow's work."

Amelia gasped. All that hyping herself up about the power of the drow only to find out one would be her enemy? Not a good feeling.

We'll have to retreat, return to the city, and get reinforcements. If Kono had proof of an evil drow, practicing the old ways. No doubt she could scrape together a large bounty, enough to bring a whole party to bare. But what of your reputation? Work is plentiful, and the folk trust you, do you really want to remind them of the drow of the past? No, she would not run. Kono steeled herself, she felt her fingers grow a little numb with fear. I'll put her down myself. Nobody needs to know. "We'll have to kill her." Kono declared, her voice just as stoic and commanding as always, it betrayed nothing of the dangers the two now faced.

"W-will she be as strong as you?" Amelia looked at Kono, seeking comfort from the seasoned warrior.

"Strength has nothing to do with it. We have the advantage of information, I know I'm up against a drow, she does not. The longer we keep that element of surprise the better." Kono looked down at the slain goblins. It's a good thing I held back on offensive magic. Any fighter could make these kills. Even if the bodies were discovered we will retain the element of surprise. "We'll leave the bodies here, I'm sure the goblins will find their late comrades eventually. We will move on the nest, find its location, then attack at dawn." Amelia looked a little more confident. Kono sheathed her knife and gave her companion a reassuring look. A concise and sound plan can give anyone courage. I'm almost convincing myself.

Tracking the goblin's path wasn't difficult, the creatures were clumsy and the ground was moist enough to show their footsteps. They must be unafraid. A cold breeze picked up, blowing down onto their faces. Kono felt its chill against her skin, and put her hood up in response. A small comfort. "Good, we're downwind of them. We'll hear them long before they see us." Her stride was quick and graceful, nimbly avoiding any branch or batches of dead leaves. The drow was a practiced ranger, and at this point she moved on instinct.

Amelia did her best to follow behind. She had stalked these woods for a year now, yet somehow the drow moved more skillfully through them than she ever could. Even though they were walking towards danger, Amelia couldn't have felt more excited. Watching this graceful figure do the things she always dreamed of doing: hunting, stalking, protecting people. Amelia tried to picture herself as the drow, see herself wielding a sword, cast magic. With each moment she wanted more and more to impress Kono... no, to please her.

Kono stopped dead at the edge of a brook. She stopped to study the area while Amelia took up position to look for any potential enemies. The practiced drow ranger crouched down to investigate something. Splintered wood; some kind of decrepit bucket. This brook must be their water source. She looked around, the ground was packed tight from foot traffic with a few small bones and fruit cores scattered here and there. The nest must be close. Kono signaled for Amelia to follow her, and they veered away from the trail for about a mile, before finally stopping near a small shaded burrow. Kono inspected it. "No tracks, no bones. It must be an old bear den." Amelia nodded in agreement, bears wouldn't return to their burrows until the first snow, which was some months off. "Gather some wood. I'd rather not sleep cold before a fight." Amelia eagerly followed Kono's order, darting off in search of dry kindling and branches.

Now to hide this place. Kono set about her ritual without thinking, she had done it a thousand times before. Some crushed chalk here, a bit of glittering micah there, within minutes she had the glimmer ready. She whispered a chant in a sylvian tongue she did not understand, and the burrow faded from view, hidden behind a magical illusion of dirt and leaves. She longed to be hidden within it, but knew she had to wait for the brave hunter girl.

The enemy is searching for girls, the drow needs them to feed off of. But there have been no disappearances up to this point. Her mana must be weak. Kono shook her head. No, there are other magics, we mustn't underestimate our enemy. Mustn't be blinded by hate or distaste. Kono looked up to the canopy above her, as if it held any answers. A lightning spell would do me in, I'll have to prepare protection from it. Fire I can guard against. I'll save my mana for the drow. No, only fools underestimate goblins, I'll need spells for them too. If only I had more mana. The girl... As if on cue Amelia returned, her arms filled with meticulously picked dry wood.

"Kono, why would the drow want me?" Amelia asked, her voice wavered, betraying her fear.

Kono looked off into the distance, her mind recounting exactly why the mage wanted her. Amelia wanted danger, no reason to play coy with her. "There are two ways a drow can consort with women. Both involve the exchange of mana. The first, and most probable cause for your attempted capture, is to take. All women have the potential to learn magic, if a drow gets a hold of a mage, she can..." Kono paused for a little, choosing her words. Amelia had a knowing expression. So be it. "Fuck her. And upon filling her womb with seed the drow absorbs her magic, stealing the girl's power. This is the way of the Subtennebrae, to gain power is to steal it, and those who lose it become slaves and are forced to serve." Amelia looked saddened, the culture of her hero was a cruel one.

After a slight pause Amelia spoke up "But you said the treacherous women from the Matriarch Wars, you said they chose to be what they were." Kono scoffed a little at the title. Matriarch Wars, what a convenient naming convention men have come up with. No wonder talented women like Amelia were destined to be homemakers. "Taking is rarely employed against humans, or any race other than drow. To do so is considered... bad sport. Any drow that would stoop so low is... filth." Kono's last word was dripping with venom.

Amelia took the pause as an opportunity to learn more.

"Then what did they do? The treacherous humans? You said they gained power somehow..." Kono raised a hand, quickly quieting the girl.

"The second way to consort is to share. Well that's not technically accurate, the more objective description would be to cycle, or to clean." Amelia was clearly thinking about something now, she hung on every word. You're not trapping her, let her do as she desires. "Rather than allowing the seed into her womb, the woman in this case ingests it, taking it fresh into her mouth. This connects her with the drow, she receives the spent mana, and the drow receives her fresh mana. This grants power to them both."

Amelia paced a little, thinking to herself, her hips swaying ever so slightly. She spoke up with her small voice, confident and inquisitive. "What good is spent mana for a mage? And how would that power translate to a woman who can't cast magic to begin with?"

Kono smirked a little. "I never said the trade was fair. Spent mana is useless for a mage, but for someone without magic, well I wouldn't know myself but I've heard it grants focus, dexterity, and even strength." Kono turned around, ducking down to enter her hidden burrow. "The treacherous women became addicted to that power, betrayed their lords, and so began the Matriarch Wars."

Kono got into the burrow, it was too short to stand in, but comfortably large enough to sit against its cool walls. She would leave Amelia alone for a while, to digest what she had learned. I didn't tell her everything, no need to. If she knew too much she wouldn't trust me. I have to think about the mission, instinct outweighs courtesy. Alone now, Kono gently ran her hand along her back, focusing on the straps of her armor, a light and flexible magic undid them one by one. Some would call the spell a waste of mana, but being able to undress and redress by yourself was invaluable to an independent like her. She placed her lamellar softly to one side, next to her weapons and shield, and began inspecting it.

That spear loosened one of the plates, if I get in another melee like that I'll need better protection.. Something heavy if I'm to fight in a confined nest. She repeated the undressing spell, letting her gambeson untie itself and fall neatly onto the floor. It was an expensive piece, made of strong spider silks. The silks offered all of the protection of a wool piece, but with a fraction of the weight. It was sleeveless like most of her armor, any encumbrance on her arms made casting complex spells difficult.

Kono sat back against the cool wall in just her bra and pants. She felt the cool air on her exposed skin as she stretched her muscles while inspecting her body for any missed cuts or wounds. Feeling her own skin made her think of Amelia, how soft hers must be, how warm. For a moment she imagined Amelia's tender hands exploring Kono's body in place of her own.. The drow's pants grew tight.

Amelia:

Amelia paced outside of the burrow, her thoughts were in turmoil. I want her, my chest is hot and my breath is shallow. I've never wanted anyone like I want her. I want to know what her skin feels like, what her face looks like when she's pleased with me. What that bulge is... Amelia stopped, and looked up. The sky was getting dark, and the air was cold. I want the power. The cycling, cleaning, sharing whatever it was. I want it. I need it. Was she just convincing herself now? Kono will be stronger, I'll be useful to her, any lust I feel is just... secondary. I have to think of the mission. How selfish of me, to let my village down by not doing what must be done! My virtue is pointless if I'm dead, and the village needs a protector. I didn't choose this, it's the path I have to travel. Kono is strong and wise, she can show me how to... Images of something hot and stiff between her lips caught her off guard, she shook her head again, another bit of hair fell free from her ponytail.

Amelia crawled into the burrow, it felt strange to move straight through what seemed like a solid tree, but the glimmer let her enter. Kono truly was amazing. The inside was a little chilly, and a little dark. She could see Kono's figure against one of the walls, wearing nothing but a bra and some pants. Amelia couldn't help but look her over, her chest was surprisingly shapely. They must have been hidden under the armor.

Kono spoke up, just her voice was enough to make Amelia blush. "The wood Amelia, we need a fire." Amelia startled a bit, she had forgotten all about the wood, she quickly scrambled out of the illusion pulling the dry wood into the burrow. She skillfully prepared a bed of kindling, with sticks set up in a textbook lean-to fire. She began to fumble in her satchel for her flint and steel.

"That won't be necessary Amelia, scoot back a little."

Of course, magic. Amelia scooted back, sitting up on her knees as she watched Kono intently. The drow leaned forward a little, putting her hand toward the wood, and with a snap the kindling and sticks erupted into flame.

The sudden burst of light finally let Amelia see the beauty before her. Kono's perfectly toned body was outlined neatly by the dancing flames. Amelia felt pathetic in comparison, her own lithe frame weak in front of the finely built muscles of the seasoned drow. The girl shrunk back a little, turning away from Kono lest her curious gaze offend her in some way. She got on her hands and knees to put her bow in a corner, and unstrapped her quiver. It was only when she snuck one last look back at Kono that she realized the drow had been eyeing her up and down the whole time. Amelia turned away, blushing. She must be looking right at my ass... I do have a nice ass. I think. Amelia let her stomach drop, sticking her butt up into the air just a little bit more. I hope she likes it... I wish she would say something, I wish she would tell me what to do.

But the drow was silent. This is scarier than the goblins. Amelia took a deep breath, and turned around, doing her best to catch the eyes of her voyeur. Kono caught her gaze and didn't let go. Amelia found herself drawn to those fierce red eyes, but nevertheless, her curiosity got the better of her. Amelia's soft eyes wandered down Kono's body a little and the girl gasped. Kono's bulge is way bigger than before... It looks uncomfortable. She.. she must think I'm pretty. She likes me, I'm pleasing her! Amelia turned around clumsily, trying to move while still sticking her butt up. She crawled slowly toward Kono, the drow simply stared her down, her legs spread, her bulge obvious, her arms resting comfortably against her knees. The girl felt awestruck, and a little afraid. When she finally reached Kono's feet she could barely breathe. Her chest was on fire and her cheeks must have been a deep red. All she wanted was to be praised, to please her superior.

When Amelia came close enough Kono placed her hand on the girl's red cheek. Amelia looked down anxiously at first, but with some courage managed to look up and was immediately snared by the drow's fierce red gaze. Amelia went all doe eyed, any pretense of ego vanished. She begged with big blue eyes. Please, just show me what to do. Kono's hand was comforting and kind, it felt the softness of her cheeks, the warmth of her blush. Then it made its way up her face to her soft blonde hair. Amelia smiled as Kono ran her strong fingers through her ponytail. I knew it, she does like the elven style. I'm doing so good. Kono's hand was now holding the back of Amelia's head just under the ponytail, the pressure surprised her, the drow was pushing her down, down towards... Oh my...

The first sense to hit her was the smell, an intoxicating and foreign musk. She barely had time to see it before she felt the warm head against her lips. When did this thing enter the picture? Was I so enamored with her I didn't even notice? It only took a second before panic gave way to acceptance, the aroma of the thing was hypnotizing. I want to know what it feels like... what it tastes like... Amelia felt her eyes close as she succumbed to her new position. Acceptance gave way to submission, as the girl chose to stop worrying, and start pleasing.

Amelia had never even seen a cock before, and now she had one prodding her red lips.. Her dry red lips. Oh no, dry is bad. She pulled back a little, Kono allowed her this little respite. But Amelia wasn't afraid of the cock, she just wanted to do a good job. She quickly licked her lips, moistening them enough to make them pleasurable before going back down to it. The shadows of the burrow made it difficult to see what she was kissing, but Amelia kissed it like it was her lover. With each kiss she became more greedy, more comfortable. She opened her mouth just a little bit more each time, just to get a taste, just to get a feeling of this warm thing into her mouth. It twitched a little when she first let her tongue run along it. She looked up at Kono, who was fixated on her, and when she made eye contact the drow even moaned a little, and her cock twitched even harder.

She loves my eyes, I can tell. And she loves the way I'm kissing her. I'm pleasuring her, I'm a beautiful girl and I'm doing what she wants. Amelia was full of confidence now, she opened her pretty eyes wide as she could, batting her eyelashes a little even, before finally taking the cockhead into her mouth. This made Kono tense up, Amelia could feel the drow's breath stagger. I made her do that... I'm making her like this. I'm in control. Amelia happily ran her tongue all along the cockhead, tasting every bit of the salty sweet mix that was dripping from the tip. She didn't miss a drop, and didn't dare break eye contact with Kono. When she ran out of fresh precum to lap up she started sucking. Kono is so strong, so wise, so powerful. And here I am getting her full attention.

Kono's hand applied that familiar pressure again, Amelia knew she had to go deeper. She shut her eyes to focus on the task in front of her, and slowly moved her head down on the cock, feeling the dry skin of the shaft with her lips. She stopped a few inches down, when the cockhead was on the back of her tongue, and started doing her best to salivate on the drow's dick. She searched her mouth with her tongue for any spit that could be lapped onto the cock, and when it was good and wet in her mouth she started sucking in earnest, bobbing her head up and down, from cockhead to the part she made nice and moist. Amelia looked back up at Kono, hoping for approval only to find Kono's head tilted back, her mouth agape. I'm a good girl, I'm doing such a good job.

Amelia continued to suck, her inexperienced muscles were beginning to get a little sore, especially her jaw and the sides of her mouth. But these mild discomforts must be nothing compared to the pleasure Kono was experiencing. Amelia stole another glance up, releasing the cock from her lips to catch a little breath and readjust. Kono was staring down at her, her fierce red eyes were soft for once, and Amelia couldn't help but smile back up at her. Amelia loved to be caught in her gaze, and took a little cheeky lick of Kono's throbbing cock with a giggle. This made Kono smile too, and Amelia felt like she was on top of the world.

But Kono's eyes were hungry now, and her hand held Amelia's ponytail just a little too roughly, pulling slightly at the tightly bound blonde hair. Amelia gasped a little bit at the forceful touch, but she knew exactly what it was. An order. Enough playing around, it's time to really please her. Amelia obediently brought her mouth back to where it belonged, sucking Kono's cock. She bobbed up and down, letting her tongue slide along the shaft as her lips did their best to suck and squeeze. Kono was moaning regularly now, and her hips were moving with the motions of Amelia's blowjob. She could feel the cock getting thicker in her mouth, and kept doing the best she could despite her discomfort.

Suddenly Kono held Amelia's ponytail tighter than before, and her hips jirated. Without warning a thick rope of hot cum shot into the back of Amelia's tight throat. This surprised her and made her gag, right before her mouth got filled with shot after shot of the same hot liquid. This must be semen, she's cumming, I made her cum!