A Pretty Elf in Qeynos, Part Sixteen

Arabella had managed to keep Falco in his shabby room all day by constantly keeping him horny and fucking. She did not want him disappearing before he got Sprockfuddle’s bo staff back and she dared not accompany him about in daylight. Every member of the Queen’s Guard would stop her and ask for her non-existent Proof of Citizenship.

So there she lay in Falco’s bed having fucked him three times to keep him from getting some crazy idea that he should go outside and get some food or something. As long as she spread her legs it was easy to keep him in bed and on top of her. Lousy horny men, she thought, they are so easy to control.

Falco had gotten over the shame of the Arasai’s belittling comment the last time he had window-fucked on top of Whats’er Name. He wanted to fuck in the window again so everyone could watch. “Look at Falco!” he imagined some of the women would say. “He has yet another girl! Look how she squirms in ecstasy under his amazing lovemaking! What a male! How I wish he would invite me up for a public fucking!”

But Arabella had vetoed the window-fuck. Not that she would not delight in an audience to watch her humiliation from being shagged in such an incompetent fashion but she did not wish to attract any wide-scale public attention from the authorities. They might question what a Dark Elf without proper paperwork was doing fucking one of their good citizens in a window in full view of passers-by.

As a compromise, she suggested they could fuck with the door to the hall open a crack. That way his neighbours could stop and peep like perverts as they walked down the hall. They would see his hard dick and know what a stallion he was, she said.

Falco liked that idea. Naked, With his cock hard in anticipation, he went over and opened the apartment door halfway. Anyone walking down the hall would see them having sex.

He walked back to the bed. His dick swung side to side as he approached Arabella lying there expectantly. He got back on top of of her tiny dark blue body and put it in. His cock felt so good in her tight wetness as they commenced to do it bare-assed with the door wickedly open. He stared into her beautiful almond eyes while they screwed.

All three fucks had been performed with that door open. Countless folks had walked by and seen them on the bed, grappling, writhing, moaning. No sheets covered their desperately entwined bodies.

Some hall users were disgusted, some were amused. A few lingered and voyeured for long minutes. Several men and one woman masturbated. All watched in silence as if afraid that to speak to them would break the magic spell that compelled them to fuck with the door open for all to see.

After the third bout, Falco was exhausted. He had just sucked Arabella’s left boob dry and, under the soothing effects of the motherly milk, just wanted to sleep. Thanks to Falco’s non-existant bed talents Arabella had not even cum once and wanted a fourth fuck from him in hopes that maybe this time he would get her off. “Are you ready to do it again?” she demanded, frustrated at his pathetic inability to make her cum.

Though tired, Falco was proud to think that this bitch seemed to never be able to get enough of his cock. “Just give me fifteen minutes, Arabella” he answered sleepily “then you’ll get some more of what you’re needing.”

He fastened his mouth on her right nipple and closed his eyes for a well-earned nap. Arabella caressed him gently and listened to him snore. In his sleep he suckled like a babe. Her breast contracted and milk squirted into his mouth.

His cum dripped out of her as she lay there soaking his sheets. He always shot so much of the sticky stuff it almost made up for all the idiotic flopping around he did to produce it. She decided to let him sleep. She would wake him up later and get him hard. It was a few hours before it was dark enough that they could sneak over to Thorsona’s townhouse, anyway.

Bored, Arabella found a long, light brown hair amongst the bedclothes. She examined it, sure it was Llisanya’s. The revelation that she was screwing Llisanya’s man in the very bed that Llisanya used was arousing. She resisted the urge to shake Falco awake and boast about how she had stolen him away from his Half Elf whore. More wisely, she decided to let him snooze while she reviewed tonight’s plan to make sure she had not overlooked something.

The plan was straightforward, as all good plans ought to be. They needed to wait in the dark outside Thorsona’s home until she went out to Fish’s to grab some dinner. Arabella would keep watch outside while Falco went in to steal back the bo staff and whatnot. If anyone came back early she would have her magic spell Call of the Hero to teleport Falco out of Thorsona’s townhouse and back by her side in a split second. What could go wrong?

Once she got the bo staff back she only needed to figure out how to get rid of Falco; unlike in Neriak one could not go around murdering annoying males after their usefulness was over. She missed how things worked in Neriak. You could tempt a handsome Dark Elf male to your bed and when he was done he left quickly enough…for his own safety. She feared Falco might want to hang around and be a pest and it would be so difficult in Qeynos to get rid of a victim’s body.

Eventually, Falco got an erection in his sleep. Arabella poked him in the ribs when she felt it against her thigh . “Falco?” she cooed “Wake up? Time to serve the desires of your Dark Elf maiden again.”

Without waiting for any more consent than a hard prick and a sleepy, puzzled grunt, she got on top and semi-raped him. He did not complain, he just lay there under her half asleep. Her back began to arch as she repeatedly drove her pelvis down onto his hardness, her rolling ass bare for anyone to look in the doorway and see.

After a few minutes of her in charge Falco gave up trying to sleep and rolled her over onto her back. He lay his full weight on top of her body to hold her down.

He liked pinning Arabella. Not letting her move. Taking her. Ravishing her. Owning her. He started driving his cock viciously deep.

He buried his face in her neck right where it met her shoulder and sucked. Even with her dark blue skin, the huge hickey would be obvious and people would see she was his.

Arabella lay there looking around while he pounded and hickeyed her. She realized she was not going to climax this time either. By Karana, he was bad at it.

She kept her eye on the open door. It was late afternoon so there were more and more people coming and going in the hall as the work day ended. Most looked into the room and registered varying reactions when they saw the naked lovers. Most took a few minutes to watch. Arabella liked watching them watch them.

Falco did not turn his head to look at the audience. While the males might enjoy having Arabella watch them jerk, he and Arabella agreed the peepers might be embarrassed away if he, the male of the couple, turned to look. Instead, she whispered things to him such as “she’s really admiring your body” or “whoa! Some fellow just shot a load and a half!”

This being his fourth fuck of the day, Falco was having trouble cumming though his youthful libido ensured he easily kept a hard-on. He lay on top of her doing her for a long time and lots more passers-by got a free show. He liked them seeing how much pleasure Arabella took from his lovemaking. He silently congratulated himself on being such a stud.

“There’s a Human just stopped in the doorway to enjoy” Arabella told Falco. “He’s beating off while he watches you going in and out of me.”

“You like him looking, don’t you, Slut?”

“Just start fucking me fast. Let’s give him something good to jag off to.”

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Llisanya left Cadwarra’s apartment with her stomach full of stew, wine and semen; all three having been quite tasty. She walked briskly, concerned over the things she still needed doing before she met Diamander in front of the Lion’s Mane Inn that evening.

Despite the time lost, that little diversion with Cadwarra and Diamander had certainly been pleasant. She thought of the feel of Cadwarra’s soft breasts. Odd how sexually attractive she now found women. She recalled the pleasant feel of Cadwarra’s heavy breast as it lolled in her hand, firm yet yielding. How that nipple had risen up high and proud…just as high and proud as Diamander’s cock had risen.

Pushing aside thoughts of soft boobs and hard cocks, Llisanya got back to the completion of her chores and stepped into Irontoes East. It was her least favourite tavern in all of Qeynos; it was cheap and tawdry and attracted a bad crowd.

To her surprise she found Ellister in there. He was nursing a small glass of beer. If he was in this place and drinking the cheapest item on the menu Llisanya concluded sales were not very brisk of late.

“You’ve saved me a trip” Llisanya said as she sat down at his table. “I was going to Fish’s next to look for you.” This fortuitous meeting had just saved her a half hour.

“I just left Fish’s” Ellister replied. “It was dead. I sat there for two hours without making a single sale, not even a hangover cure or two. I came here hoping I might find better customers.”

He took a pull of his beer. “Did you ever find Falco?”

“No, I am still looking for him.” She pulled a small shopping list out of her pocket and added “your fortunes are about to change; I have a large order for you to fill.” She pushed the list across the table to him. “I need some charms. Are you able to have these delivered to my apartment by tomorrow afternoon?”

Ellister picked up the list. When he saw what she was ordering he frowned “I’ll be up all night making these things but, yes, I can deliver.” He did not yet put the list into his pocket. “Pardon my intrusion into your finances, Llisanya, but these items require some very expensive raw materials and, as you are aware, I require coins up front. Do you have the required funds?”

Vishra had made sure she would not be short of plat for the purchase of all necessary items. “I have the coins, yes. I can pay you now if you promise these charms will be delivered.”

“They will be delivered” Ellister assured her. He tapped one item on her list. “He’s going to ride you hard into the early morning with this one” he warned her. “I once gave this charm to a boyfriend to wear one night. I could hardly walk home in the dawn when the magic in the charm was depleted and he was finally done with me.”

Llisanya shrugged, not interested in hearing about Ellister being buggered up the ass all night. “If you can’t take it like a man, Faggot, start pumping pussy.”

“Why would I do that with all those beautiful cocks in the world?” Ellister shot back and, putting the shopping list in his shirt pocket, asked her “am I to assume by this list that you finally found yourself a sugar-daddy boyfriend to look after you instead of committing all this free-lance larceny for a living?”

Llisanya shook her head. “Still looking for the right daddy. This stuff is for a one night stand. I will need a big favour from one of my fuck-buddies and he will want to take all night to enjoy my gratefulness.”

“That must be some favour, Llisanya.” Ellister did not pry further. Despite herself Llisanya blushed to have Ellister know so much about her sex life. She placed fourteen plat on the table.

Ellister deftly swept Llisanya’s payment up and into his trouser pocket. Now very rich, he waved eagerly at the bartender. “Harold! Take this disgusting beer away and replace it with your most expensive whiskey…please, before your best tipper dies of hops poisoning.”

Llisanya left Ellister to his high priced whiskey and went downstairs into the backroom where she was originally headed when she had found Ellister. She ignored the sign at the door that said no “No Ladies” and pushed the curtain aside. As she entered she was repulsed by the stink of decades of spilt beer and male body odour imbedded into carpet and walls.

Lodi Bightn, the most unlikable Halfling in Qeynos, was sitting in a corner looking over the pig racing forms. He was yelling at one of his henchmen. “Head up to Shin Village and tell that fucking chink that ‘Wilbury’ either starts paying off a lot less or that hog is going to be bacon after the next race it wins!”

Bightn looked up to see Llisanya approaching and yelled out to the room “looks like we need to change our “No Ladies” sign to a “No Whores” sign, boys.”

“…And if you do I will be quite glad to obey it.” Llisanya shot back. “For now, I request five minutes of your time.”

“Just tell Fiona to be patient; the money will be delivered day after tomorrow.” He shook his head in a mix of frustration and admiration. “That woman either knows how to read a racing form or is the luckiest dame I ever took a bet from.”

“I don’t work for Fiona anymore, Lodi. Deliver your own messages. I wish to speak to you about a friend who has a friend who owes you a bit too much platinum. I was hoping to broker a mutually agreeable arrangement concerning a repayment plan.”

“Show us your tits!” Bightn snapped, ignoring her words. “You know I always like to see ‘em! Why do you always wait for me to ask?”

Llisanya unbuttoned her third best blouse. “Here” she said, bored. She pulled the blouse open, revealing her white breasts jutting out high and firm. Despite herself, her nipples hardened as Bightn looked on.

“Nice!” Bightn whistled to get everyone to look. “Whaddaya think, boys? Y’ever seen any other yabbas stay up as high as Llisanya’s here? You could hang chandeliers from those rock hard teats and still be able to have a waltz underneath!”

Bightn let everyone in the grungy room have a good look then he said “Ok, Llisanya. If we are talking business, cover up first; those beauties are way too distracting for me to discuss financial arrangements.”

Llisanya covered up and Bightn asked “how may you help me…?”

Negotiation with Bightn never took long. They shook hands. He walked her back to the curtain and pulled it open for her. “What a shame you aren’t at Fiona’s anymore” he lamented “the sight of your tits has got me so horny I’d be over there tonight waiting to have my turn on top of you.”

Customers like Bightn were the reason she no longer worked at Fiona’s.

Llisanya dove into the well and popped up to find only Beckah and Annie present. A handsome Human she had never seen before was fucking Beckah while he sucked on the nipples of her fried eggs. He didn’t stop when Llisanya broke the surface of the water though he turned his head briefly.

“No…” Annie told her, taking her eyes away from the sight of Beckah getting a good servicing “…Arabella and Falco have not been in all day. We are getting all Arabella’s business so if you run into her, don’t give her any ideas about coming back too quickly.” The Human started grunting as his orgasm approached. Annie turned back to witness the magnificent completion.

Llisanya dove back down the well. Arabella was somewhere fucking Falco silly, she assumed. But where were they fucking? As far as she knew Arabella did not have an apartment in Qeynos and the guard would be sure to hassle her if they spotted her out in daylight.

She decided to head to Falco’s modest room and check for them at that location.