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A Long Road Through Hell	By : errihuseamonster Category: +S through Z > World of Warcraft Views: 7252 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter 8
Finally, she decided it was time to get up.
They still had to get back to their respective people. With a deep breath, she
rose from the grass, brushing off stray blades. �Let�s get going,� she said.
Jerlis nodded. �Any ideas?� she started to re-don her armor as Jerlis spoke.
�I don�t know who has Halaa today. Let�s
see if we can get close enough to see the flag, and then make our decision.
Whoever can, should go through Halaa.� Jerlis suggested.
�Sounds good to me.� she said. In a few
moments she was armored again, and ready to go. Together they set off eastward.
As the sun rose, they could make out smoke
on the horizon � the still smouldering ruins of Sunspring Post. From there,
they should be able to see the flags of Halaa. It should be an easy thing to
avoid the Broken who wandered the ruin.
They walked for most of the day. It was
wonderful to feel grass underfoot rather than cinders. The sky was a brilliant
blue, and the sun was shining warmly, and though they were both bone tired, the
sun overhead gave them endurance.
By the time the sun had started to set,
they had nearly reached Sunspring. It was too dark to see across the horizon to
Halaa, and neither wanted to mess with the Murkblood at the village. They made
a little camp near the lake, and Laina cooked a rabbit she had caught on their
trek across the plains. Jerlis had gathered some plants he swore were edible
and even tasty, and they had a decent meal for the first time in ages. True, it
was a little rustic, and certainly the comforts of civilization were missing,
but after their ordeal, they both swore it was the best thing they�d ever
tasted.
***
Laina woke to the feeling that she was
being watched. Her eyes popped open, and she blinked several times to clear the
fuzz of sleep before realizing that she was surrounded by thick fog. As she
came to awareness, she identified her watcher as Jerlis, who was reclining next
to her, propping himself up with one elbow. He smiled as he saw her awaken.
�You look very innocent when you sleep,� he
said. �It�s a little hard to believe the mayhem you can unleash, when you look
so cute and harmless like that.�
Laina blushed. She couldn�t remember the
last time anyone had called her any of those things.
�It�s really foggy out.� she stated.
�I noticed.� he replied, his tone light and
amused. �It may be a while before the fog lifts. I�m not sure about you, but I
don�t feel like stumbling around in the fog. We might fall into the lake or
something.� There was an odd twinkle in the elf�s eyes.
�So we�re stuck here until the fog clears
then, huh?� Laina grumbled.
�You say that like it�s a bad
thing.� Jerlis was grinning now. Querulously, Laina wondered what his problem
was. Then he leaned over and kissed her, wrapping his free arm around her in an
embrace. Sheepish realization flooded her as she surrendered to his kiss.
�I see your point.� she said, when she
could breathe again. And then she realized that this could very well be their
last day together. One way or another, they would be going home � to their
separate homes � after this. Suddenly, she very much wanted to savour the time
she had left with Jerlis. The elf had become more than just a companion in
durance vile. She realized that she was going to miss him a lot.
Jerlis smiled mischievously at her and slid
his free hand underneath the padded tunic she had slept in. A thought flickered
through her mind � it was good that she had decided not to sleep in her plate,
or this would be a little more awkward for sure. Then his hand brushed against
her breast, and she decided she had more important things to think about, like
enjoying this while she could.
She reached up and pulled the mage closer
to her, pressing her body against him as she kissed him once again. Her back
arched almost involuntarily, pressing her breast more firmly into his hand,
which squeezed the firm orb in response. She could feel herself heating up, her
heart and breathing speeding up. Her clothes were too confining suddenly; she
wanted to feel his hot skin against her own.
His thoughts must have been in accord, for
he worked on the tunic�s fastenings until they came loose. Far from resisting,
Laina slid free from the tunic, which Jerlis casually flung aside. Her bra, his
robe, and his shirt soon followed in gentle arcs through the air as they peeled
each other gleefully. She leaned into him, her bare chest against his as she
kissed him again. She felt like she could melt into him. He held her as tightly
as she held him, his skillful tongue eagerly returning the kiss. When they both
had to stop for breath, he chuckled, low and throaty. She grinned into his eyes
as she undid his trousers, gratified to see reflected there the same desire and
joy she felt. She deliberately did not think of what might come after, once the
fog lifted.
They pulled each other�s trousers off, both
laughing. Laina purred with glee and grabbed his already-erect manhood with one
hand, a purr that turned into an �eep� as Jerlis grasped her bared bottom
firmly with both hands. They pressed against each other, both hearts racing,
the heat between them practically searing away the fog that surrounded them.
She felt him throb in her grip, hot and
hard. She could feel her own nethers becoming wet and slippery. She already
ached to feel him inside her. Almost unconsciously, she ground her pelvis
against his, rubbing his cock between her hand and her body. �Mmm!� she heard
him purr. His hands wandered the canvas of her body in long caresses. She felt
him thrust against her grinding hips.
His mouth fastened on her neck, sending
electric shivers up her spine. She arched her back, and he traveled a trail of
kisses down to her breasts, taking one firm, dark nipple between his teeth
gently. One hand snaked down between them, fingers curling into her moist cleft.
She moaned, rubbing his member, and he hummed in approval, the vibrations
tantalizing her nipples. Her hand was getting slick with the juices he was
producing, and she used this lubrication to caress and grope his throbbing
cock.
Finally, it seemed Jerlis had enough of
teasing her, and being teased. He rolled her onto her back in the lush Nagrand
grass, laying atop her. Both of them breathing heavily, he kissed her hard and
then gazed into her eyes. �Light, but you�re tempting, Laina!� he gasped. She
could feel his hardness pressing against her hip, throbbing and pulsing with a
lust that echoed her own.
She ran her fingers through his long red
locks and tilted his ear to her lips. �Then why don�t you take me?� she
whispered, nibbling on his long, sensitive ear. She felt him shudder and grip
her tight. They shifted together; her legs unfolding fully like a flower and
draping over his shoulders, he positioning himself above her, kneeling. Then he
pushed into her, his hard cock piercing her steamy folds. She raised her hips
and groaned in pleasure, allowing him deep inside her, and both of them stilled
for the moment, enjoying the first ecstatic burst of pleasure at their joining.
Jerlis gasped something incomprehensible that sounded amazed and complimentary
and began thrusting into her with long, deep strokes.
She could smell bruised grass and the musky
aroma of their bodies. There was a pebble digging into her left shoulder, but
she ignored it, focusing instead on the glorious sensation of Jerlis filling
her, his red thatch rubbing delightfully against her clitoris as he bottomed in
her. She moaned, meeting his thrusts with the rise of her hips.
Jerlis cupped her buttocks, lifting her to
meet his kneeling body. His thrusts became harder, more intense. Still
squeezing her luscious cheeks with one hand, he reached around her shapely
thighs to where their bodies joined and began to thumb her clit. He gasped her
name as she clenched him inside, the strong muscles of her inner walls gripping
him tight as he bucked against her. Encouraged, he swirled the pad of his thumb
in strong circles. Laina cried out, surrendering to the pleasure he gave her.
As she climaxed hard, he continued to drive into her, prolonging her peak. She
heard him gasp, and then felt the erotic, hot gush of his orgasm inside her.
Both panting for breath, they paused for a
moment, enjoying the afterglow. Then Laina decided she could put off the pebble
no longer, and lowered her legs from Jerlis�s shoulders. The mage pulled out of
her, his exit making a soft squishing sound, and lowered her hips to the
ground. He lay on the grass beside her as she found the offending stone and
pushed it away with a chuckle. Their hands clasped, and neither spoke for a
moment as their breathing and pounding pulses slowed.
It seemed all too soon that the mist was
clearing. Neither wanted to be the first to speak, to be the one to vocalize
the reality that waited for them beyond the mist � two factions at war, and the
inevitable separation. It seemed a travesty, to have survived only by working
with each other � loving each other, only to separate here.
Nevertheless, the mist dissipated, leaving
a clear view of Halaa.
Before they looked across the lake to
discover the truth, they found their clothes and helped each other dress and
arm. They made sure the small campfire was covered with dirt and did what they
could to erase the traces of their stay there. Then they embraced tightly,
neither daring to look across the water. Laina fought the sting of tears that
suddenly pricked her eyes.
�Well,� said Jerlis.
�Well,� she echoed.
�I supposed we�d better find out who gets
to walk,� the elf said lightly, his tone not entirely hiding the sadness she
could sense beneath.
�I guess we should.� Laina said.
They looked across the water. Flying high
from the flagpoles was the Horde standard.
�I suppose it�s for the best,� she said, �I
absolutely hate flying.�
�Laina�� he sighed, then inhaled. �If it
hadn�t been for you, I would have died there. I think I had maybe another month
or two at the most � I don�t know. You were the only one who tried to get out
of there the whole time I was there. You gave me hope. Thank you.� He said,
after a moment.
She looked at him, blue eyes meeting
glowing green. �It wasn�t all me, I would have died several times over if it
wasn�t for you. We escaped together. And�� she paused, dealing with painful
memories, �though I would never wish what we experienced before we got away on
anyone, I�m very glad we had the time we did with each other. Afterwards at
least.� She smiled mischievously. �No complaints there.� To her delight, Jerlis
blushed.
They embraced once more, and then began
walking towards the road. Neither of them were in much of a hurry. They didn�t
talk, opting instead to enjoy those last moments together in silence.
Eventually, they reached the point where the road diverged, one path going to
Telaar, the other to Halaa. For long moments, they just stood there. Then they
turned to one another. Hands clasped once more, eyes with equal measures of
sorrow met.
�Be well, Laina. I hope we never meet on
the battlefield.� Jerlis said.
�You too, Jerlis.� Her throat was closing
and her eyes stung with unshed tears. �I won�t ever forget this.�
�Me neither.� He said softly. Their hands
dropped, and they started walking. After a time, Laina turned to look, only to
see the elf do the same. He was fuzzy and indistinct in the distance, she
couldn�t make out his expression. But she saw his wave, and returned it, before
finally continuing on the path to Telaar. After that, she did not look back,
and she let the tears fall.
It was sunset by the time she arrived at
the settlement, bedraggled and dusty from the road. She arrived amidst a bustle
of activity. Gryphons and hippogryphs were launching and landing at the aerie,
armor and weapons clanged, and people dashed around rapidly.
�What�s going on?� she asked a passing
draenei.
�We prepare for an assault on Halaa, to
retake the town!� The large blue man beamed. �Will you be joining us? It should
be glorious.�
Laina froze, trying not to show her dismay.
What if Jerlis was still there? Suddenly the ongoing war between their peoples
was more than just an abstract concept. She became aware that the draenei was
looking at her, still expecting some sort of reply. �Uhm� uh, no, I think I
won�t, I have urgent news for the Cenarion Circle.� She said, lamely. The news
wasn�t that urgent, but he didn�t have to know that.
�Oh well then, maybe you�ll come back to
help us keep it.� He said and walked off.
She hoped that the Horde had a wyvern to
spare, to get Jerlis out of there before the Alliance war party hit. She hoped
at least that they would wait until the morning. She knew how exhausted the
mage was, it had to match or exceed her own exhaustion. She tried not to think
of him dying beneath an Alliance bomb, speared on an Alliance pike� her lover
dead at the hands of people who called themselves her friends. She would just
have to hope, and trust that he lived.
She spent the night in the inn, paying with
a piece of non-magical jewelry she found in her bags. The next day, she parted
with a few more cheap trinkets in order to repair her armor and resupply. Then
she set off for Shattrath. There was a dwarf that needed killing.
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