Family Traditions | By : Alindria Category: +S through Z > World of Warcraft Views: 6688 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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The mood at the dinner table hadn't been great when it was obvious that Mehlar wasn't going to show up. One of our maids was busy removing the empty plates, while my parents were silently talking over a glass of wine. This wasn't the first time my brother was a no-show, but he had known my parents wanted to discuss the advances in his mage training. I stretched in my chair, and muffled a yawn with my hand. "Daddy? Can I be excused?" I asked, wanting to get out of the heavy mood. "Of course, honey," he replied. I was already out of my chair and halfway up the stairs when he added, "You do know we will be leaving tonight in a short while? We.. figured you wouldn't be alone tonight, but it seems you will have to take care of yourself for a little while." I took a few steps back, and told them I would be fine, and I'd go to bed early.
Excited, I knew I now had some time to sniff around my brothers room a bit more. I waited in my room, taking time to change into my sleeping clothes. I gathered a silk top and a loose pants and put them on my bed, then stripped out of my formal robes. Standing naked in front of my large mirror, I let my gaze go over my own body. Puberty had hit around the same time I started my priest training, and the changes in my body showed it. I shivered when I ran my fingers along my breasts. I cupped them in my hands, and felt the weight of them. They weren't very big yet, just barely filling out a B-cup. My small nipples had hardened after being exposed to the air and I ran my thumbs over them. Moaning out softly, I felt how a sort of spark shot down into my lower stomach. Bringing my hand down to follow the feeling, I reached the slit between my legs. The blonde hair there was barely visable, and I found what I was looking for soon enough. Sliding my index finger in between my folds, I found the small cluster of nerves. Moving my finger in slow, measured movements, I moaned again, this time more loudly. I was getting lost in the moment, and when my dad called out to me, telling me they would be leaving now, I slipped on my top and pants in blind panic. Rushing to the corridor, I called out my goodbyes with a shaky voice.
Barely able to move, I let out a heavy sigh when I heard the front door close. Retreated back into my room, I sat down on my bed, letting my breathing and heartbeat slow down. When I was sure I was alone in the house, and I wasn't hyperventilating anymore, I got up. Quickly, I made my way to Mehlar's room across the hall. Where my room was pretty sober and scarsely decorated, his was over the top in comparision. A large bed in the middle of the room, draped with silk sheets, and fluffy pillows. Cozy lights and decorations everywhere. A small bookcase next to his bed, and a larger one making up almost one entire wall. Most books where about Sin'dorei culture and magic. I knew he had a secret stash though, under his bed.
So I sat down on the bed, and pulled out the wooden, nicely carved chest. Setting the chest down next to me, I fished underneath the head pillows untill I found a small bronze key that fit the lock. It had been a while since I'd looked here, and I was wondering if he had aquired any new books. The lock opened easily, and after shuffling through the contents I found nothing of interest. Most books on darker arts weren't new, and I'd read through them more than once. Disappointed, I started stacking the books back in, when my gaze fell on a small, leather bound book. I was sure I had never seen it before, and I pulled it out.
The book was pretty thin, with smooth leather covering it. Nothing about it stood out, and I unfastened the clasp, curious. Flipping through it, it was just text; no illustrations like most books had. My cheeks turned crimson as I started reading. Described was a succubus, a warlock demon, having her fun with an elven girl. The acts in the book were very detailed, and I wondered how my brother got a hold of it. The broad strokes of the handwritting did look a bit like my brothers' but I doubted he would've written this... The story started out tame at first, but got progressively dirtier. I sat back on the bed, my back resting against the pillows that were set against the headboard. My body felt tingly reading the story, and I barely noticed how my right hand slipped into my pants, while the left hold the book. I started stroking my soft outer lips, and slowly dipped my finger further in. Slick with my own juices, I ran my fingers along my sentive clit, softly moaning. I didn't do this often, as I found it felt kind of wrong... but so good at the same time. Losing myself in the moment now, I dropped the book next to me, and used my free hand to tug slightly at my erect nipples. Completely oblivious to my surroundings now, I kept rubbing my clit, my hips bucking. Moaning out more loudly now, I didn't notice how the door opened, and a figure stepped into the room...
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