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Coitus Interruptus	By : Dagian Category: +G through L > Lineage 2 Views: 1220 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Lineage2 nor the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

Chapter List
- 1-Coitus Interruptus
- 2-Two
- 3-Three
- 4-Four
- 5-Five
- 6-Six
- 7-Seven
- 8-Eight
- 9-Nine
- 10-Ten
- 11-Eleven
- 12-Twelve
- 13-Thirteen
- 14-Fourteen
- 13
- 14
The midday meal passed in tense silence, Starr barely tasting the fish that Shin had cooked. Throughout the rest of the afternoon hours, Shin observed her quietly as he prompted her to show him more of what she was capable of doing with her magic. Several times he goaded her into attacking him with her magic. Anything to try to take her mind off the betrayal of the sentry. The distractions worked and by the early evening hours she was no longer in quite such a gloomy mood.
“Can I trust that you will stay here while I check some traps for game?” Shin asked quietly as he approached her, noting her tired breathing from casting so much magic throughout the course of the day.
Looking up, she eyed him for a moment, weighing her answer. Surprisingly, she found that she had no desire to attempt an escape. Her brow furrowed lightly in puzzlement at the realization. Shaking her head, she motioned to the river. “I think I’ll go relax for a bit.”
Shin nodded. “I’ll return shortly.”
Watching him disappear into the surrounding woods, she wondered why he was using traps and not hunting with his fenrir. And then she snorted lightly to herself. Even if she’d attempted to escape, he’d probably be able to track her down easily enough using the beast’s nose. With a light sigh, she retreated to the river and set about removing her armor and taking a bath in the cool water. However, she kept a watchful eye on her surroundings.
Meanwhile, Shin left her to her business and diligently checked a number of traps that he and Nathavin used when they stayed at the cabin. Several of them had pheasants, but one had a rather large turkey. He released the pheasants, but swiftly killed the turkey and cleaned it, using the remains to bait another trap designed to kill any scavenging predator that might be in the area.
It was well after dark when he made it back to the cabin. Opening the door, he noticed that Starr had already lit the fire in woodstove. Glancing at the table, he saw that she’d clearly found the root cellar and had prepared a variety of vegetables, some of which were still bubbling on the woodstove.
Coming up from the cellar, Starr glanced at the turkey he carried. “I’ll take that.” As she took the bird and placed it on a rack to be set in the oven compartment, she wrinkled her nose a bit. “The river is pleasantly cool if you’d like to clean up. It’ll take a bit for the bird to roast.”
With a small chuckle, Shin turned and walked back out, heading to the river. He was surprised to find that she’d decided to cook. But it boded well for his mission of bringing her into dark elven society, as well as his other, more personal, mission. Finished with bathing, he found a rock and relaxed against it. She was adjusting quickly to her new circumstances. When the time came for her to share his bed later this night, would she be so quick to adjust? Or would she protest?
Memories of their time in the brig filled his mind and small, somewhat playful smile crossed his features in the moonlight. He looked forward to seducing her if she protested. Seduction wasn’t making someone do what they didn’t want to do. Seduction was enticing someone into doing what they secretly already wanted to do. Just thinking of it had his body reacting and he groaned in anticipation. “Kacha, mas hrea, kacha mas Lua…” With considerable effort, he forced his body to relax without release and stood. Surely by now the bird was cooked…
Upon entering the cabin once more, he noted that Starr had changed into a set of Kattath’s robes. He recognized it as one of her more modest sets, which was likely why Starr had chosen it, but it still showed more of her than he was sure she was comfortable with. As his eyes trailed over her, the robe set further enflamed his senses.
Starr struggled to keep from fidgeting under his gaze. The night robes bordered on scandalous, yet it was the only thing she could find that was suitable in the bedroom she’d taken. All the other sets were positively indecent. She had vacillated back and forth over whether to wear the robes, considering she didn’t know who they belonged to, but had ultimately decided that she was going to be comfortable when sleeping and her leather armor simply wasn’t suited to relaxing in the cabin, never mind sleeping in. Now, she was regretting putting them on so early.
Resigned to the fact that there was no going back on her clothing choice now, she placed the sliced meat on the table with the rest of the dinner and sat down. “I hope whoever this belongs to will forgive me for borrowing it.” She muttered, somewhat apologetically. She really, really, hoped that they didn’t belong to his lover. That would be intolerably embarrassing.
“I’m sure it will be fine.” Shin lied, no way in hell was Kattath going to forgive her for taking one of her robe sets, not this soon, if ever. “However, I do believe that I will commission a dwarf to provide an assortment of clothes for you. It can’t be comfortable wearing your leathers all the time.”
Starr nodded gratefully as she took a large, steadying, gulp of wine. “I appreciate that.”
Shin’s gaze on her borrowed robes turned speculative for a moment. “The dwarf I know, he’s quite a grumpy soul, but does excellent work.”
Nodding again, Starr replied. “If I can get to a warehouse, I’ll be happy to pay the dwarf for his services.”
Shin smiled lightly. “That won’t be necessary. The dwarf owes me.” At her questioning glance, he elaborated. “Crafting is apparently a more cutthroat business than one might believe. Another dwarf took out a contract on him. Five hundred million adena to the assassin that brought them his head.”
Starr simply shook her head at the notion of killing someone over such a benign profession. The two finished the dinner and cleaned up together in relative peace. As she started to make her way toward what she thought was simply the spare room, she turned at the sound of Shin’s voice. “Hrea, I don’t think Kattath would appreciate your sleeping in her and Nathavin’s bed for a second night.”
Pursing her lips, Starr glanced at the low slung sofa. With a sigh, she retorted. “Fine. I’ll sleep in here then.” She began gathering the pillows and a small blanket and arranging them. While she was miffed about being put out of the bed, she wasn’t going to argue. Had she known that she was sleeping in Nathavin’s bed to begin with she would’ve opted to take the sofa in the first place. As it was, she felt a bit creepy knowing that she’d slept in the same bed that Nathavin and his lover used. Which meant that ‘Kattath’ was Nathavin’s lover and the robes she was wearing belonged to her… She shuddered in revulsion, now positively itching to remove the robes.
“I think we can successfully manage to share a bed together, hrea.” Shin replied softly as he took one of the pillows from her and lightly tossed it onto a chair across the room. He laughed lowly at her startled expression. “Don’t tell me you’ve suddenly become shy now. Not after everything we’ve already shared…”
Starr swiftly backed away from him. “That was different…”
“I’m aware. I was the one held captive if you recall.” He smirked playfully at her as he patiently matched her pace around the room. The moment she had her back to the hallway leading to the bedrooms, he advanced on her.
Focused on maintaining the distance between them, Starr backed up instinctively without conscious thought as she struggled to formulate a reasonable reply to his comment. “You attacked our fortress…” She finally stuttered out.
“I had my reasons…”
As the walls of the hall filtered into her peripheral vision on either side of her, she realized her blunder. Swiftly changing tactics, she halted her retreat and held her ground momentarily. “Fine. Since you are so determined that I will sleep in your bed, I agree, on my terms.”
Shin’s ear twitched in amusement. “What are your terms then?”
“I sleep alone.”
Shin laughed playfully. “Of course.” Leaning forward, he reached past her and lightly pushed the door to the bedroom open. “After you…” As she darted inside, he followed her.
“Hey!” She began to protest, her magic beginning to flow around her.
“Relax…I’m just showing you where the extra blankets are.” He explained as he opened the closet and pulled a larger blanket out. “You will sleep alone.” Passing her the blanket, he pulled another out and crossed to a large chair in the room. “I will sleep here, for now.” If Starr caught the light emphasis in his words, she didn’t show it.
Her expression however indicated that she wasn’t pleased with the arrangement. It took some time before she finally laid on the bed, and even longer before she relaxed and began dozing off to sleep. Shin bided his time, waiting for her to drift into a deep sleep. Once she had, Shin stood and crossed to the bed.
Truly, did she really believe that he would simply give up his bed so easily? Especially now that she was ensconced so snugly within it? Lifting the top covers only, he slid into bed beside her.
Feeling the bed dip, she woke instantly. “What do you think you’re doing?!” She hissed as she tried to untangle herself from the blankets.
“Coming to bed.” He answered in a low rumble as he rather conveniently put his weight on the second set of covers, preventing her from being able to free herself from them.
“I said that I would sleep alone!”
“And so, you did, for several hours I might add.” Reaching out, he wrapped an arm around her middle and pulled her back down into the warm mattress. “I don’t recall you specifying that you would sleep alone the entire night.”
“It was implied!” She growled lowly, frustrated with both him and herself. As she felt him settle down behind her, she realized he had no intention of leaving the bed or letting her out of it. Tensely, she wondered what to do before deciding to do nothing. Letting him think that she was unaffected by him was probably the safest course of action she could choose. With a final huff of nervous irritation, she settled back into a somewhat comfortable position and tried to ignore him.
Breathing deeply, Shin savored the feel of her in his bed for a moment in silence. “Do you remember our first meeting?”
Her eyes fluttered open in aggravation as a heavy sigh escaped her. “Yes.”
Shin allowed the memory to fill his mind. “You were beautiful. Dangerous. But very beautiful.”
Unsure how to respond, she stayed silent. After a moment of silence, she replied hesitantly. “Thank…you?” What did he expect her to say to that?
Grinning a bit, he continued while ever so slowly leaning even closer to her. “We’ve all been told how dangerous and deadly you can be. I’m not quite sure you understand just how thrilling it was to be in your presence.”
“Oh, I’m sure you were positively quivering with fear.” Her voice dripped with sarcasm as she remembered how many he’d killed before ever meeting her.
His hand gently ghosted onto her shoulder and slowly slid down her arm. “It was positively terrifying.”
“I’m sure.” Came her sardonic response as she tensed a bit in reaction to his hand trailing down and back up her arm. No stranger to bedroom activities, she knew exactly where this was heading if she didn’t put a stop to it.
Feeling her pull away a bit, Shin slid his arm around her waist, his forearm coming to rest between her robe covered breasts and his hand splaying against the top of her chest. The difference between the cool, silky material of the robes and her warm flesh was mouthwatering, and he couldn’t help but caress her chest with his fingers. “It was.” He affirmed. “I thought you might kill me.” There was a bit of truth to that statement.
Leaning up and forward, he breathed close to her ear. “However, your weapon that night was your scent.”
For a moment, he lost her. What did he mean by that? And then she remembered, he had been able to smell her recent bout with Einao that night. The bout that had been so rudely interrupted by his arrival.
“And your exceptionally skilled mouth.” He finished in a whisper right against her ear as his hand cupped her breast softly and gave a brief, gentle squeeze before sliding his hand down over her stomach.
Her breath hitched in her throat at both his warm breath over her delicate ear and his touch on her. Memories of that night played themselves in her mind. She remembered the event vividly.
“Never in a thousand years would I have ever imagined that I would be so honored as to have you on your knees before me.” His hand roved freely over her, the strokes more insistent and firmer. “The sight of your head bobbing up and down on my cock was absolutely captivating.” Leaning forward, he nuzzled his nose against her, just behind her ear. “I only wish my hands had been free so that I could have pulled that curtain of long blonde hair away from your face so I could see your sweet lips wrapped around me.” He gently bit her earlobe and gave a gentle tug before releasing it and kissing her neck just below her jawline. Taking a deep breath, he smiled to himself. That enticing scent was once again beginning to emanate from her.
Starr bit back a moan as she tried to keep her body in check. His words only brought into sharper detail her own memories of that night. If she were to have any hope of ending this before it went even further she would get up from the bed now and leave. As she made to do just that, she felt his hand close around her breast and his thumb began gently stroking the very tip, encouraging it to rise and peak.
Shin paid attention to the hardening tit, pinching, and rolling it between his thumb and forefinger as he kneaded the surrounding flesh. “This,” he punctuated his words with a sharp pinch and a tug, “was the only part of you that I could get ahold of.”
This time Starr couldn’t hide her reaction and moaned lowly before biting her lower lip to silence herself.
Growling lowly, Shin lowered his teeth to her neck and nipped at the soft flesh as he squeezed and massaged her tit firmly in his hand, occasionally flicking his thumb roughly over the hardened tip. Releasing the soft orb, his hand gripped her chin and angled her face towards his before kissing her. After a moment, he pulled away slightly. “Open for me, Lua…”
Starr found herself inexplicably obeying and moaned into the fiery kiss. The angle of her neck became awkward, and unconsciously she shifted so that she was flat on her back. Kissing him back, her hands came up to his head and neck, pulling him closer to her.
One hand ran down the length of her side and back up, feeling the fabric of the robes bunching up along the way. He growled lowly in frustration before settling back down, he wanted to rip the robes off of her. But not tonight. Stealthily he reached behind her and pulled the soft restraints free of their hiding place. Pulling away from the kiss, he pulled her hands away from him. Clasping her hands, he quickly and gently tied them in the soft cotton restraints to the bed. The bindings weren’t tight enough to hurt, or even leave marks. In fact, they were loose, but not loose enough that she could slip them.
Blinking in confusion, Starr tried to move her hands. Finding that she couldn’t, she turned a slightly panicked gaze on him. “Shin…”
“Turn about is fair play, hrea.” He rumbled, his voice dark with lust as he gazed upon her now helpless form. For a moment he simply admired her. Laying back down beside her, he loosened the top of the robe and pulled it away from her. To his eyes, so well adapted for night vision, all was revealed. His hand lightly feathered over her chest for a few minutes, gradually becoming firmer upon her.
Settling overtop of her left breast, he once again kneaded and massaged it. He ignored the burgeoning tit as it hardened. Abandoning that breast, he lavished attention on the other side. He knew she wanted him to do more when she started pushing herself into the palm of his hand, but he was going to do this at his own pace.
Starr whimpered as he yet again avoided her straining peaks. What was he waiting for? Her inner questioning was derailed when he leaned over and kissed her soundly. Raising herself up as much as was possible with her hands tied above her head, she kissed him fervently.
His hand skimmed down over her bare stomach to the nearly non existent bottom of the robe. Deft fingers made short work of the ties holding it together and soon it too was open. Oh so softly, he grazed his fingers over her. Delicately, he traced her outline beneath the thin covering.
Already, he could feel the dampness gathered on the small scrap of cloth. Lifting the edge, he slid a finger underneath and teased her, his finger tracing the cleft in her flesh. Pulling his mouth away from hers, he latched onto her tit and suckled hard as the tip of his tongue lashed the hardened nub.
Starr gasped at the sudden action.
His middle finger parted the folds of her pussy and teased small circles around her opening while his thumb rubbed lightly against her clit. Slowly he added pressure to her clit, rubbing firmly as his middle finger began to dip inside her. Before long, he was steadily pumping his finger into her and added his index finger.
Looking up, he released her tit from his mouth and watched as she strained against her bindings, head tossing restlessly from side to side. However, the moment he felt her hips buck upwards, he pulled his hand away from her.
“No, you’re not taking your pleasure from me tonight…” His voice was roughened with lust. Tonight, he decided when she got her pleasure from him and how. He chuckled lowly at her small mewl of protest. Breathtaking how much power he currently had over her. The feared light elven archeress, beneath him on his bed, begging for completion. Had any other dark elf had her in this position they would’ve gloated and used it against her.
He frowned at the unpleasant thought. Spurred into action, he positioned himself between her legs, ripping the fragile covering away from her without a second thought. Lifting her hips, he tilted her to the angle he wanted and swiftly impaled her.
“Shi…!” She cried loudly at the sudden and unexpected aggressiveness.
“That had better be my name…” He growled lowly, interrupting her.
She knew better than to reply sharply in her current position. While she had no doubt that he wouldn’t hurt her, she wasn’t sure what to make of his sudden shift in tactics. He’d caught her by surprise.
When she stayed silent, he slowly withdrew from her body before plunging into her again quickly. Gripping her thighs, he sat back and pulled her closer to him and then began rapidly thrusting into her. His eyes focused on her bouncing tits and slowly one hand drifted away from her thigh and came to rest on her stomach. His thumb found its way to her clit and rubbed firmly and repeatedly.
Starr groaned loudly, the intense pleasure pushing her earlier unease out of her mind. Her hands twisted in the cotton bindings. Her hips once again began bucking upwards instinctively.
In response, Shin withdrew from her dripping pussy, pulling his hand away from her as well. “Not yet, hrea… Soon…” He murmured softly, changing position and leaning over her, placing a kiss on her lips.
“Shin… let me go… Please.” She begged, motioning with her hands that she wanted them released.
His playful demeanor returning, he grinned down at her. “The pleadings of captives are rarely heeded in our society.” To show that he was, in fact, playing, he kissed the tip of her nose before capturing her lips in yet another searing kiss. As she kissed him back, his senses became further enflamed. With an impassioned growl, he plunged into her again, reaching down and pulling her tightly against him as he thrust urgently into her.
Starr gasped loudly, arching her back as she wrapped her legs around his waist, trying to lock him in place. Feeling herself nearing her completion, she leaned up to him and turned her face into his neck. A low wail filled the air as she clamped down around him.
Feeling her pussy spasm around him, Shin roared lowly as he clutched her tighter to him, emptying himself inside her. For long moments afterward, he didn’t release her from his grip, nor did he withdraw. The two relaxed on the bed, content in the afterglow.
Gingerly, he reached up and with a single tug on the cotton bindings, released her hands. “Im 'certus non possess dimittam te, hrea.” He sighed as he pulled her closer to him, kissing her shoulder softly as he positioned them more comfortably to sleep through what remained of the night.
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