Thread: Elf Rps

Drow naryu intro Habisai paced slowly and gracefully around the carvern, the slight yet deliberate sway of the beautiful drow's full hips was hard to ignore. she did this to torment them, nothing more. it was bad enough that their division was assigned to easily the most beautiful drow in the underdark, but the most devious and wicked as well. She was dressed comfortably and alluringly, a simple purple spider silk tube top that molded itself over her large and perfectly shaped breasts and held tightly to her slender upper body, leaving her slender waist completely bare. then she wore simple floor length silk skirt, slashed up the flanks to hip level, to exposed her smooth and shapely thighs. With ehr arms folded under her large breasts, deliberately giving and even more mouthwatering view of her cleavage than normal, Habisai paced past her subordinates one more time. this was the game to her, how many stoic drow would loose their focus to stare at her, how badly could she tempt them. Habisai paused in her step, in deliberately turned at the waist while running her fingers through her silky hip-length hair as she turned to her soldiers with devastating smile. the overtly feminine gesture of running her fingers through her soft hair was more than enough the break the majority of males in the company. when she turned most of them were trying to avoid her eyes, or as bet trying to avoid staring at her body. only Lady Lloth seemed to seemed to trump Habisai and sheer beauty and sensuality, lower echelons suspected she was a an avatar, the upper drow nobility refused to think in a such a way, but feared her none the less. Still the sight of the iconic sexless males of the underdark either trying to look away, blushing or even turning slightly to hide visible hardness was deeply satisfying to their sensual commander. as a perk of her assign rank and her sex, she was entitled to have any male of her choosing as a nightly bedfellow, of course habisai purposely made their operation drag as long as possible, and she had each of them under the sheet at least the once. the thing was, sex with habisai was insane. hot, intense passion until finally exhaustion set in, and she would fall asleep on top of them, cuddling, leaving the poor male the overwhelming experience of waking up with a female of peerless beauty in their arms, only to be teased agisnt their nature once again. Drow society was all about strict social conditioning, habisai was dangerous becasue she exploited and broke these rules as she pleased, and tempted her own company to break them regularly, though would surely make them drider food back home. Habisai smiled in satisfaction as a even a younger male she had be particularly cruel too was trying to hide his hardness. she ponder singling him out to make him give her a massage while she laid out the new agenda. She then noticed Ildan and Rei-sith the brothers hand both tried their best to resist her, the excitement of a challenge thrilled habisai. She folded her arms behind her back and smiled pleasantly as she resume her sensual saunter. I have two tasks for today.... she announce walking past the brothers as a other drow tired to keep their gaze to the floor and tired not to ogle her legs. one to scout the surface, while that damned fireball is out.... she past them the other....Rei-sithsuddenly had a warm silk top that smell of habisai land on his head. Ildan had it worse as a warm soft body embraced him from behind and her felt his cheek agisnt his shoulder. it was still jarring, no matter how perfect she was, he only flaw was he unsettling height, she was barely taller than the average male, increasingly short for a drow female, but something about this and its rarity was rapidly become a fetish thanks to habisai's relentless seduction. Habisai pressed her large, bare, and pleasantly soft breasts agisnt Ildan's back as she looked at him form around his shoulder and gave a pout that was nothing short of adorable. ...the other... must keep their commander company.... she purred. Rei-sith tugged away her top and set about his assignment, he was too aroused and didn't want to give habisai the satisfaction. he was going to have to endure that damned fireball again, but at least he would be away from habisai's teasing enough to come down. Sweat glazed over maryel's lush tanned skin in the orange light of the setting sun. still even with the coming of night, the humidity and heat of summer still had the beautiful chieftain and her warriors in need. All eleven, tanned, beautiful, nubile elven female warriors, scantily clad in only short, tight deer skin tunics, that could barely contain their full swaying hips and large breasts. even through their over strained bodices, on could easily make out their painfully erect nipples and the sweet love juices running down the inside of her bare tanned thighs as they walked unsteadily as the went about their duties, blushing and avoiding staring at their attractive comrades for too long, should temptation reach its peek. summer was the mating season of the naryu, when naryu female were at their most fertile. Maryel regretted traveling at this time of year, it was hard her warriors. not hard in terms of exhaustion, the naryu were vigorous and strong, challenge what not and issue, but the hunger of nature was. her warriors were on the desperate prowl of a demon, any breed and class, anything to slay to earn them their much need mates at this time of year. Maryel didn't have the hear to tell them that their tribe only had 12 males all of them taken, maryel even abstained from a mate herself to give her warriors hope that a mate was waiting for them. some probably had caught on to this reality and joined the merchant caravan to trade with the humans... humans known to rape and enslave elves of any breed. some of her tribe had been raped by humans multiple times and still eagerly volunteered to to do trade on behalf of the tribe. 'if only we had more of our own males...' she thought. like most surface elves, male elves could only be conceived by a male elves of the same breed, any other breed or non-elf would result in a pure bred female. the last necromancer war had taken the moon elves ability to bare male children gone for good. only a few free moon elf tribes existed now, the rest were enslaved by humans from the great cities. now the fee moon elves were under attack from the drow, and for that the moon elves have called maryel and her tribe for aid. Still maryel didn't want to fully commit to this alliance without negotiation first. she only brought a cohort of her ten best warriors, they needed to travel light and fast to reach the Moon elves' domain within the week. Poor Maryel's clit was already throbbing through her soaked panties as she tried to finish up her tent. they had taken the pass near the mountains, the moon elves warned them that was a dangerous route, but maryel knew it was the shorter route too. speed and haste was what they needed, once they reach their sister elves, then her cohort could rest. Maryel looked over her bare tanned shoulder at her two sentries for the night, both breathing hard in the heat and waiting impatiently. one even moaned softly as she pressed her hips agisnt the shaft of her spear. a pair of warriors who had already finished their tent tent and desperately making love inside. the sounds of kissing, and moaning could be heard as the two curvaceous beauties left their clothing outside the tent. maryel's loins were melting now. she tried not the think of the mate she had denied herself, or or of the demon who had raped her, multiple times and when she came passionately before slaying him. she splashed some cool water on her burning face and sweaty breasts, before slipping into her tent, her fingers in her damp panties as she desperately started to stoke herself, trying to remember the demon and his cock Rei-sith hated scouting the sun as that damn fireball of hellish light was called. he could endure it better now than in the past, due to multiple trips to surface. true his stealthy still would be best suited for the night, when the fireball was gone. but habisai wanted to plan the raid at night, and probably wanted to torment him by sending him back up into the damned light again. Of course habisai was not some one you could get mad at. that was the funny thing. frustrated, apprehensive, sure, but everything she did came with some degree of titillation. he remembered the night she had him. moaning in shameless passion as she writhed upon him. he was only able to hold her lithe waist to steady her and himself as the both reached bliss. then she collapse upon his and cuddled to sleep. he knew 'cuddle' was something Moon elves did with their lovers and even their rapists. it was a strange fuzzy feeling, it made Rei-sith feel vulnerable, and uneasy. how habisai was so comfortable was beyond him. he wondered how the matron would react to habisai if she knew about her behavior. Rei-sith sighed pulled his cowl lowered to spare himself from as much of the sun as he could.