Sweet surrender

Melandris groaned as he came into his fist. He lay half sprawled on his bed, his back pressed against the wall. He wore only his leather pants and his white swashbuckler’s shirt. The image of Seimonna would not leave him. He kept seeing her dripping wet naked body every time he closed his eyes. Usually, he’d jerk himself off to that image the fall asleep. But this time, seeing her slender fingers kneading her woman flesh, the soft look of pleasure on her face; it wouldn’t leave him. He closed his eyes and began to caress himself again. He imagined it was her hands doing this, as she spoke in those seductive tones of her native language, muttering his name softly. Mel stopped midstroke. He had an active imagination most days, but he never fantasized about what people were saying. Usually it was guttural noises or moans of pleasure he imagined. Never his name. Blinking he sat up straighter, his erection momentarily forgotten as he recalled the bathhouse. It was true that she had been speaking in her native tongue but the last time he checked ‘Melandris’ was not draenic for anything. Suddenly he grinned knowingly. However, before he could even begin to think on how to turn it to his advantage, there was a knock on his door. Startled, he got up, hurriedly redoing his pants and tossing the rag he’d bee wiping himself with off into the general pile where his armor was haphazardly stacked. Quietly he made his way to the door and peered out through the peephole he’d put there.

To his shock and amazement Seimonna stood on the other side, looking pissed as usual. Gritting his teeth, Melandris thought about not opening the door, but the thought of her saying his name caused him to reconsider.

Seimonna was having second thoughts about being here. The idea of confronting Melandris had been appealing up until she actually got to his door. Nervously she’d stood before the door for a full minute before building up the courage to knock, if only because she was afraid of the attention she might attract. When the door opened she forced herself to stand strong, wither hands on her hips.

“Seimonna.” Malendris said by way of greeting.

She looked sternly at him, her silver white eyes narrowing threateningly, ”how long have you been watching me?” She asked suddenly, and then blinked. What she had wanted to say was: “How dare you watch me.” Perplexed, she just waited for an answer.

Melandris glanced passed her to see who was out there then looked back at her cocking a brow. “You want to have this conversation in a more private area?” He asked gesturing her inside with a head tilt.

Seimonna blushed, causing her cheeks to darken and glanced around again. For a moment she hesitated. She’d never gone alone into a male’s room before unless they were badly injured. Melandris, despite her earlier attack hardly fit the description of severely injured. Still feeling the flush on her cheeks, she entered the room and Melandris stepped back, closing the door behind herself.

Unable to hide a small grin, Melandris motioned for her to sit in the room’s only chair while he sat on the edge of the bed.
Reluctantly, Seimonna sat down, idly glancing about the small room. Roughshod and barely meeting the barest essentials this room was a far cry from the lush comforts of her room.

“You haven’t answered my question Mel.” She said after a moment.

Melandris for the most part had been looking at her while trying to make it look like he wasn’t really looking at her. He now looked away sheepishly, rubbing his hands together nervously.

“Uhm, a while.” He mumbled, hoping she would get mad and not inquire what ‘awhile’ meant or just how many times he’d spied on her.

She gritted her teeth hating the feel of her face flushing hot with blood. For a moment she thought she was going to yell at him but at the same time she suddenly felt so relieved without knowing why.

“How many times?” surprised at her on temerity, she could not bring herself to tear her look away from his face.

Melandris thought about lying and saying just this once, but one look at her and her flushed face and the nervous way she held herself made him speak the truth.
“A few times.” He mumbled, ready to leap to his feet and make a run for it if she got pissed.

Surprised, Seimonna’s eyebrows shot up, “A few times?” She repeated trying to make the words sink in to her suddenly befuddled mind.

Melandris felt himself starting to blush and he began to wonder since when had he become so awkward around women... since she said my name. He thought suddenly. His spying on her had started out as revenge for her haughty high handed behavior and the caustic way she spoke to him while the guild was working. The first time had been following her to her favorite bathing spot in Nagrand. Yet he’d never told anyone about it, semi fearful it would somehow get back to her at exactly the wrong time. After that, he’d followed her to the bath house because he was fascinated by the person she became when no one was looking.

He sighed. Since she’d caught him, she deserved to know the truth and as much as it hurt him to admit that to himself, the rogue decided to comply with himself.
“I’ve been watching you for a long while now. Not every time but enough I guess. ”

Seimonna gasped blushing even harder. She wanted to fan herself; feeling beads of perspiration begin in her hairline. She forced her hands to stay in her lap. It wasn’t every day you found out someone was spying on you in intimate moments.

“How many others have you done this to?”

Surprised that she would ask this, he looked away, certain now his answer was going to get him hit.

“Ever since I was a novice I was spying on people peeping through windows and the like.”

Suddenly Seimonna felt even more embarrassed, but for a different reason. The thought that she wasn’t the somehow hurt her deeply. Feeling a strange sense of betrayal, she leapt up and made for the door. Tears threatened at the corner of her eyes and she’d be damned to let Melandris see her cry.

Her hand was on the doorknob when suddenly Melandris’ arm was around her waist. His other arm was against the door pressing it closed. Seimonna had not even heard him move. Startled, she became acutely aware of Melandris’ body pressed against hers.

The last thing Melandris was expecting was her to leave. He reacted instinctively, catching her and barring the way, not even completely aware of how close he was pressing his body to hers.

“Don’t go.” He whispered in her ear unable to resist pressing his cheek against the side of her head.

Seimonna stayed perfectly still, her body locked in rigid surprise. Her threatening tears were momentarily forgotten at the soft whisper.
“Why should I stay?” She asked caustically.

“Because I am asking you, please stay.” He replied again softly. He really wanted to say “because you said my name,” but was hesitant to mention that.
Reluctantly she began to relax against his arm. Her fingers fell away from the doorknob but she didn’t turn to face him. His arm remained around her waist, the other still pressed against the door.

The tears however were threatening again and she bit her lip to keep it from quivering.

Knowing she was upset still he sighed a little, preparing to dig himself a grave here in this room. He much rather have her pissed at him than upset.
“I almost spied on Adelaine once but she isn’t as attractive as you.” He hoped the mentioning of their mutual druid friend would spark some hostility or his confession of truth any other reaction.

The idea of him spying on Adelaine was more like it. Adelaine being a female Kaldorei all but exuded sexuality without even trying. Yet her confused mind was reluctant to accept that he found her more attractive. Surprised, she half turned towards him, an incredulous look on her face.

“There is no way I am hotter than Ade.” She replied frankly.

Melandris couldn’t help but grin. Seeing something closer to the old Seimonna was more like it.

“Dear, she doesn’t have your assets or your legs.” Me murmured.

Seimonna blushed, looking down which happened to put her gaze on the opening of his shirt where his muscular chest could clearly be seen. She swallowed, suddenly aware that he still held onto her and the she hadn’t been minding.

Realizing that he was still holding her closely, Melandris reluctantly loosened his hold on her waist, not quite letting her go as he dropped his other hand from the door. Draenei were a tall race, the females closer in height to Kaldorei male than their own females. He found it easy to look into her eyes and now took the opportunity to study her face. He always saw it with a slight frown of concentration as she plied her skill with the light. Right now however, he saw the person she became when no one was watching. She has small laugh lines, indicating that she used to smile a lot and there seemed to be a natural mischievous gleam to her eye. As repeat trouble maker, he knew the look. He was amazed at what she hid from everyone else. A sudden urge struck him and he leaned forward slowly, letting her see his intentions before placing a soft kiss to her lips.

Rarely having an opportunity to study his face up close, she was fascinated by his ‘naked’ face since he didn’t have any of the tendrils of her kind. His face was ageless but at the same time it was not unmarked by time. There was a scar by his right eye, faint against his purplish skin, but still apparent. She also saw the lines that both laughter and worry had marked on his face in equal measures. When he leaned forwards to kiss her, her heart began to beat faster. As their lips met, her mind spiraled outwards infinitely and suddenly she was pressed against him. Her arousal from earlier came back full force. Flinging her arms around his neck she kissed him back passionately; her tongue darted forwards to caress his lips eventually finding its way into the inside of his mouth.

Surprising, but not unwelcome her passionate kiss was returned by Melandris as he hugged her close. One hand pressed against her back, the other drifted down to grasp rather firmly at her rear. He growled low in his throat when she grinded her hips against him.

Seimonna felt his erection when she pressed her his against him. It caused her to squeak, or maybe it was his hand firmly goosing her rear that caused it, but whatever the cause she felt herself becoming even more turned on. Her hands left his neck and suddenly they were under his shirt freely roaming across his muscular back and sides. It wasn’t enough and frustrated, she tugged the shirt upwards.

Melandris helped Seimonna tug his shirt off him and then his hands were back on her, working the robe lose before sliding it off her shoulders. Underneath, she wore nothing and he groaned as his hands found her breasts. Her nipples were rock hard as he touched them. He pinched one between thumb and forefinger before pending down and taking the right one into his mouth.

Seimonna moaned as Mel’s mouth closed around her nipple. His teeth scraped against it, causing tingles to shoot down her spine as she arched her back, thrusting her breasts against his face. His tongue swirled over the nipple, the lips planting devilish kisses in between sultry flicks before he suddenly switched nipples. She dug her hands into his long, dark blue hair, taking fistfuls of it as she moaned again.

Standing was making things awkward and he parted himself from her breasts, holding her firmly by the waist, Mel walked backwards towards the bed. Seimonna followed him with a giggle, leaning forwards to steal a kiss from him. Her hands wandered to his leather pants where she began to undo them. Hastily, he shoved the rest of her robe off her body, running his hands along her curvy hips appreciatively for a moment. She wore the sky blue underwear that was her favorite (and his too). Hungrily he hooked his fingers into them and tugged them so that they fell to her hooves. Then, once she was naked before him did he take another moment to look at her appreciatively from top to bottom. A low growl escaped his throat as he ran a finger from between her perfectly perky breasts to her navel. Seimonna was dusky skinned as far as her race went. A dark grey black color that was both sexy in its uniqueness and in the way the light chose to highlight her flesh.

Seimonna blushed under his gaze, feeling silly since she knew this wasn’t the first time he’d seen her naked. Yet this time it was uniquely different because she was aware of it. Some small part of her was still angry at him, and would make her threat in due course but for the moment, she cared only for what was before her. Pluckign up her courage she slid Melandris’ pants off his hips pushed them so they pooled at his feet. His erection was barely contained by his undergarments and she could see a swath of dark blue hair running from navel down into the waistline of his underwear. She reached out and fingered the dark blue fuzz then dipped her hand into the waistband, playing with this hair there.

Melandris let her play with him, but it was hard. He wanted her spread out on his bead where he could take his leisure with her flesh. S yet in all his time of spying on her, he’d never once seen her with another male or a female for that matter. Then again he’d only known her for a little under a year. He did not know if she was a virgin. If she was he’d have to do things differently; if not, she might be shy or inexperienced which meant that again he’d have to do things differently.

Seimonna couldn’t help but remember the last person she’d been with. The person who and taken her virginity. For just a moment, she was transported back to a whole Exodar, one where her parents were alive and her closes friend was a fellow acolyte to the ways of the priesthood a female by the name of Illaandi. Illaandi had taken her virginity with the use of a tail. But the moment had been no less passionate than between a male and a female. Shortly after that, the Exodar crashed and Illaandi and her parents had perished. Shrugging the suddenly gloomy thought, she tugged his undergarments off, inhaling sharply at the size of him. She, like all healers was versed in anatomy and therefore had seen a naked male before, but Melandris was impressive. Although not quite same the size as a male Draenei in width, he was longer. She reached out and began to caress him, her fingers while inexperienced still elicited a moan out of Melandris.

Unable to help himself, he pulled Seimonna to him. Hungrily he kissed her kips and then her cheek, continuing to trail kisses down to her neck and her clavicle. He nipped at her neck with his pointed teeth, soothing the nip with a long slow lick. With an ease that was part natural grace and part practiced motions, he pivoted the Draenei off her feet so that she fell onto the bed. Seimonna sprawled onto the bed, looking up at him a little in surprise. Her hair, free out of the pigtails she normally wore them in fell into her face, giving her a decidedly sexy appeal. Nudging her legs apart with his knee, Melendris stepped between her, kneeling. He kissed her again, then nibbled his way down her neck, to her breasts where he gave each nipple a passing flick with his tongue before continuing to wander down to her navel were he flicked his tongue into. She tasted clean, which was not unexpected since she had just come from the showers.

Grinning, he swirled his tongue lower while gently caressing her thighs with his fingers. He found her clitoris and swirled his tongue over the sensitive bud, before gently sucking on it. Seimonna writhed under his mouth as the devilish thing caressed its way down her body. When he flicked it into her bellybutton, she felt her tummy tense from the ticklish gesture. Then, his mouth continued lower and soon she was moaning and writhing against his mouth with her hips. Without stopping, Mel slid his arms under her legs and dipped his shoulders so that her legs were bent over his back. Caressing her thigh and hip with his right hand, he slid his left hand deftly into the crevice of her flesh, pushing first one finger then another into her moistened cavern.

Seimonna bucked against his fingers with a gasp as his fingers slid in and out of her, slowly at first then with greater speed. All over her body was growing warm to his touch. Her legs tightened around his head, pulling him closer to her as she half sat up. Fingers dug into his hair, guiding his mouth. Mewls of pleasure escaped her as she was nearing her climax. Small ripples of pleasure tingled through out her body, slowly building up to the massive body-quake that was her orgasm.
Compliant to her needs, Mel adjusted his mouth slightly, continuing to finger fuck her faster until with a scream, he felt her muscles clench around his fingers. She fell back against the bed in a panting, quivering mass. Hungrily he lapped up the fresh flood of fluids from her. From her actions he knew she wasn’t a virgin which saddened him. The thought of being the first to her had been appealing. Still, knowing that while she wasn’t a virgin she was vastly in experienced meant that he could take his leisure in teaching her the art of pleasure and pleasuring. Grinning, he slid up her body to kiss her and let her taste her own juices.
She kissed him back hungrily. Desire made her eyes almost glow a fiery silvery-white as she looked up at him. Their tongues danced together, flitting from mouth to mouth like two birds. For the moment, Mel was s content to just kiss her despite the growing ache between his legs demanding any release.
Finally he shifted onto his knees looking at her.

“Sei, Do you want this?” He asked, seriously. He didn’t want her to feel that he had cornered her into this and despite his throbbing member he was prepared to let her walk away if she chose to do so.

“By the light yes!” She replied a little exasperated.

Melandris grinned, positioning himself at her entrance. He lightly rubbed the head of his cock against her folds, against her clit.
“You can still walk away he murmured,” glancing away.

“If I had wanted to I would have walked away already Mel, now take me.” Seimona wrapped her legs around his waist, flexing her legs and tugging him closer.

With an even bigger grin, Mel plunged himself into her slowly. Seimona gasped as he entered her. He filled her almost to bursting. Illaandi’s flexible, mobile tail was nothing compared to what was in her now and she groaned in pleasure, bucking her hips up against him, encouraging him. Still grinning, Mel began to thrust into her, slow at first then faster as her quivering muscles began to adjust to him. Hungrily he gripped her around the ass and hips as he rammed himself into her. Her cries of pleasure were mixed with his own lusty cries. Once more he felt her body tense up around him and he gritted his teeth as she came again. He followed right after, filling her tight cavern with his seed. With a groan, he collapsed against her and slid off onto his side.

Seimonna had her eyes closed as the last remnants of her orgasm twitched through her body. Lazily she opened them to look at the sweat slicked face of Mal, twisting on her side to do so. He was grinning at her and he reached up one hand to gently brush a few stray strands of her sweat slicked hair back away from her face and behind one delicate back curving horn. Seimona returned the smile, caressing his face.

“I never dreamed it would be like that Mel.” She whispered.

He leaned forwards and kissed her nose, “Neither did I Seimonna.” Then unable to keep the imp within, he grinned even more, “So you really did say my name in the shower.”

Despite everything that had just occurred, Seimonna still blushed. However her anger, not forgotten surged back just enough and she whacked him in the shoulder with a fist.

“If you tell anyone I will personally divest your soul from your body and send it to the twisting nether.” She retorted.

“Ow, hey!” He said raising his arm to fend off anymore blows, though he had to chuckle.

“Only person I’d tell would be Ade,” he teased.

“She wouldn’t believe you!” Seimonna gasped.

He chuckled and winked to her, “Don’t be so certain dear heart. She was the one who told me to go to you.”

“I don’t think she meant as a peeping tom.” Seimonna huffed, and then giggled. She could see Adelaine telling Mel to go after her, after all adelaine had said the same thing to her as well.

“What’s so funny?” He asked finding her giggle cute and addicting as he giggled.

“Ade told me the same thing, only I didn’t go spying on the men’s baths like you.”

“I wish you had.” He grinned,” then I could be the one threatening you about the twisting nether.”

Seimonna couldn’t help but wonder if much of the tension between them had been sexual in nature. She certainly felt different about him now. Only time would tell however she thought as a sleepy yawn suddenly escaped her. Melandris echoed her yawn and then flung and arm around her, pulling the Draenei close.

“I’m glad you caught me.” He muttered sleepily, “I don’t think I could have gone on much longer with hand jobs.”

Seimonna blushed even as a strange pride swelled up in her heart. It was still hard for her to accept that Melandris found her attractive but she wasn’t about to question her good fortune so instead, just sighed and fell asleep in his arms. Melandris drifted off shortly after, a grin still on his face.