Legends of Belariath

Ubique et Hic

Suck It

Ubique grinned from her chair, leaning back. She was undressed, completely naked, and sporting a half spent erection between her thighs. One finger went to her cheek, toying with the skin of the silvery dragon tattoo that graced the right side of her face. Her pale blue eyes were glued to something, however, a something that made her dark lips twitch in a smile that wouldn't quit.

Not far off from her was a slender and very beautiful pale elf, a high elf really. The girl was dressed in silky sheer black stockings, a pair of black stiletto heels, and a rather skimpy pair of panties. Around her waist she had a thin belly chain adorned with antique looking coins from some exotic land. As the girl stalked on her heels towards a table and a tray of wine, she stopped to look over her shoulder at Ubique.

"Did you want something to drink?" she asked the dark elf watching her. "I'm parched, myself."

The woman's slender turn at the waist itself was arousing to Ubique. Only a week ago, the girl had been dismissed from the warlord's presence. Ubique had been aroused by her in the inn, but the girl had rebuffed Ubique's aggressive nature, and understandably so. However, things had changed rapidly after a few chance meetings and a few strategic moves made by Ubi herself. She still couldn't believe the girl was here, in her keep, walking around in things of precious value that the dark elf had bought for her.

"Nau," she said, lifting a hand. "I'm fine."

Just get back here, she growled inwardly.

As if reading her mind, the pale elf woman began to take her time pouring her wine, making a show of sniffing it's aroma before taking a sip. Then, she finally turned and returned to Ubique's lap. The elf woman settled on the warlord's muscular thigh, and Ubi found herself unable to resist touching her. One arm went around the woman's hips, while the other hand lifted to grasp at one of the luscious round breasts. She squeezed it gruffly, pulling the girl close to her so she could tease and bite at that lovely areola. The girl held the wine glass to her own lips, an arm around the back of Ubique's shoulders as if it were no big deal to be thus molested.

Suckling the lovely teat, Ubique felt her meat growing hard again. Something about this girl was driving her mad, more than most sought-after lovers did. Was it her nonchalant way of accepting Ubique's manhandling of her? Or the way she…

Ubique tried not to think of how many times she had fucked the girl over the last handful of days. They had been too many to count, her sheets being changed on an almost hourly basis because of the blood, sweat and tears the two were leaving upon them. But it was impossible to push away the sense memories she had. They came back again as she tongued at the nipple in between her teeth. The scent of the girl, the taste of her. The feel of her skin beneath the warrior's hands, the sound of her squeals when Ubique took her. And take her she had, and knew she would again.

Her belly tightened and she reached down to push the girl's legs apart. Finally she released that tight nub and looked up at the girl, who was still drinking her glass of wine as if nothing was amiss.

"I want you," she growled, taking the glass away and setting it on the floor.

"You always want me," the girl said. Her voice was amused albeit a bit bored sounding.

Ubique stood up, taking the girl with her.

"Then I need to have you," she said, speaking like a lover lost under a spell. The pale elf girl almost sighed, but Ubique knew she felt a shiver of desire go through the girl. The little slut enjoyed being taken by Ubique, despite how her pussy must ache by now. She picked the girl up with a scoop of her arms behind the stocking covered legs, and moved towards the massive bed.

Ubique's keep had only been erect for a month, and had only been live-able for a day or two. As soon as she could, she'd brought the girl to her new home. She'd given her a room of her own, near Ubique's own of course, and had given her permission to order furniture, decorations, whatever she might need to feel at home. They hadn't spent much time there though, Ubique preferring her own masterful bedroom to any other. And she liked the idea of the girl having her own private sanctum in the massive four story keep.

Now, she dropped the girl heavily onto the bed, grinning as she watched her bounce slightly. The elf woman looked up at her, those icy blue eyes with their black rimmed irises shining with desire. Ubique was learning her habits, her looks and nuances. She reached her own hand down and stroked herself to a perfect hardness, grinning.

"What if I said I wanted to feel your mouth on me this time?" she asked. "It's something we haven't done."

"And what if I told you to go fuck yourself?" the girl quipped back, making Ubique snarl and reach out for one of her ankles.

The pale skinned girl tried to slip away, rolling to her stomach deftly and reaching for the chains that lay across the bed. They were attached to the headboard and she was trying to use them to pull herself away from the warlord's grip.

"Do it," Ubique hissed, tugging hard with both hands now on the girl's ankles. "Come here and suck me!"

"No! Bitch!" the other elf snarled. She clung to the chains as tight as she could.

Ubique reached out and grabbed a handful of those long locks, pulling and making the woman scream in pain. She could see the girl's lips curled in an angry snarl, but there was no mistaking the scent of her arousal that was quickly filling the space above the bed. She liked it rough sometimes, most times, and Ubique liked to give her what she wanted. She tugged on the long black locks in her fist, the elf's hair as long as her body. Finally, the paler one let go of the chains and allowed herself to be drawn back towards Ubi and the foot of the bed.

"I said," Ubique whispered down to her, "that I want you to suck me…"

As a response, the girl spit at her, the warm saliva landing on Ubique's cheek. For a moment, she froze, enraged, nostrils flaring. But one look down at her captive and the rage slid away and was replaced with that same hunger. The girl was panting in desperation but no longer fighting to get away. Ubi turned her fully around and released her hair, placing a hand firmly on the smooth curve of the girl's shoulder. Her other hand she used to stroke and pull at her nine inches of thickness.

"Suck," she commanded quietly.

"I won't," the girl whispered, even as she licked her lips and flicked those intense eyes over Ubi's cock.

"You will," the warlord hissed. "You want to! Gods, why do you have to fight these things you want?!?"

It was infuriating, and a big part of what attracted Ubique to her. It was typical for her to get bored of someone who had no interest in her. This one, though, was different and Ubi had done everything she could to acquire the girl's company. She fully planned to enjoy it until their chemistry was burned up like a coal that ran out of fuel. Could she ever not be desirous of this creature? She couldn't imagine it but subconsciously prepared for it.

She shoved the girl back on the bed, making the pale elf gasp. Then, Ubique was on her knees, gripping the girl's legs and lifting her feet up over Ubique's heavy shoulders. She slowly began to kiss along the inside of one stocking covered leg, then along the other. And then, she began to bite at the stockings. The girl gasped, resting back on her elbows and watching Ubique. Her breasts rose and fell as she panted, her nipple rings flickering in the low lights around them.

The stockings were soon shredded to the knee. Ubique kept going, pulling the girl towards her. Her teeth tore and tugged, and soon the expensive stocking material was in tatters to where it ended on each thigh. The girl fell onto her back, her hands in her beautiful black hair.

"You ruined my stockings," she said breathily.

"I'll buy you more," Ubique whispered, and it was truth. She would.

Her mouth didn't stop though, and she lowered it against the minimal covering of the panties over the girl's sex. Her teeth tore and tugged on the underwear's meager material, until it too was shredded, barely covering anything. Her tongue pushed through the holes and licked and lapped at the eager cunny now exposed before her. The taste of the girl was maddeningly and Ubique could feel her cock throbbing, precum oozing from the tip and dropping to the carpet under her knees.

Her hands reached up and ripped at the panties, tearing them from the girl's curved hips and tossing the pieces aside. She reached for the coin belt next, making the girl cry out.

"No! Don't! It's expensive!" she squealed, and it was. But Ubique continued.

The belt string broke and the coins slid all over the bed and down to the floor in a clink of metal. Now Ubique's tongue flicked over the two piercings in the other elf's clit. Her teeth tugged on them, threatening to tear them from the sensitive nub of flesh. She was merciless, tongue fucking the girl now and using her thumbs to manipulate the tender clitoris that was so sweetly swollen before her. The girl groaned and writhed, and soon, Ubique's efforts were rewarded with a gush of sweet pussy nectar. Her lips, chin and cheeks were coated quickly as she lapped up every drop the girl spilled in her orgasmic ecstasy. And only when she was practically dry did Ubique lift her head.

"Now," she said, "suck me!"

"No!" the girl somehow managed, making Ubique roar as she rose up.

Her dick stood erect and proud out from her body, demanding attention.

"Suck me!" she commanded, but it was the wrong tactic to take with the girl.

The pale elf scooted back weakly on the bed, laughing.

"No!" she still said as she moved back.

Ubique wanted to hit her, beat her, whip her, but some part of her warned her against doing such. The last thing she wanted to do was push the girl beyond what she could handle and have her leave the keep. Ubi was enjoying her company far too much, morning, noon and night and every minute in between. Still, her cock needed release and she couldn't give up.

She jumped onto the girl on her hands and knees, and reached above her head for the chains. Before the girl could object, Ubique was fastening them around her slender wrists. Then she reached up and pulled on a chain attached to the canopy above the bed, and the girl's wrists were drawn tightly upwards towards the head of the bed. Squealing, she was dragged up until her head was on the pillows. Her black hair was everywhere, her legs kicking, and she looked so very incredibly sexy. Another drop of precum oozed its way out of Ubique's taut cockhead, evidence of how very turned on she was by watching her lover captured just so.

"If you put that thing in my mouth, I'll bite it off!" the pale elf threatened in a shrill voice.

"You'll do no such thing," Ubique said, though part of her wasn't sure the girl was faking.

Slowly, she shoved the girl's body between her own knees, moving upwards. Soon she was straddling the other elf's chest, her hands reaching for her head as her cock waved in front of the girl's mouth.

"Suck me," she said quietly.

"No…" the girl whimpered, looking up at Ubique with anger and yet, something else sparking in her icy gaze.

"What do you want, in order for me to get you to suck me?" she asked the elf.

"I'm not a whore-" the other began to respond.

"Everyone is a whore, willing to do whatever they have to, to get what they want," Ubi said, cutting her off. "Now tell me what you want, so I can relish the feel of my dick passing over your lips."

The girl swallowed, her tongue coming out to wet the outside of her mouth before disappearing. A strong part of Ubi wanted to just give in and throw herself atop the girl as she had been doing lately every hour. She wanted to lay over the other smaller pale skinned elf and fuck her silly. Kiss those crimson lips, trace patterns over every single tattoo on the girl's ivory flesh. But she was determined now and she wanted what she wanted.

The girl looked around then finally lifted her chin, making her decision.

"At the next slave auction," she said quietly, "you will buy me the slave of my choice, no matter the cost."

Ubique's eyes narrowed as she groaned inwardly. She was not poor, but slaves at the auctions tended to be overpriced. Still, she watched as the girl's tongue came out once more, as if purposely teasing her. The sight made her tense up and a drop of precum landed on the girl's chest.

"Fine," she said, jutting her hips forward.

And the girl's mouth opened willingly, her head lifting so she could take every inch of that cock into her mouth from the start. Her tongue swirled around Ubique's length and she suckled her lover's dick so far back that Ubi felt herself bending down the other's throat. Her hands tangled in those dark tresses and she pulled. It was all too much, she couldn't take it. The tight mouth, the sight before her eyes of that rigid black dick, HER dick, disappearing behind those crimson stained lips.

She came. She didn't mean to, had wanted to enjoy it longer, but just couldn't. Gasping, grunting, she held her lover's face so close to her groin that she could feel the girl's nostrils flaring as she fought to breathe. Still, she didn't stop suckling, didn't object and didn't fight or kick anymore. She swallowed every drop of seed that Ubique poured into her mouth. Ubi could feel the girl's throat muscles working over the tip of her prick and it made more of her cum throb and splurt out of her penis.

Panting, after several moments she forced herself to withdraw.

"You are a whore," she said, dropping to lay on the bed next to the girl.

"No, I'm not a whore," the other whimpered. "I'm just a slut. For you…"

The words served to endear her to Ubique, and the warrior reached over and undid the girl's chains. Then she clasped the pale elf to her hard, her muscled arms squeezing as her mouth went over the other elf's. She could taste herself on the girl's breath, over her tongue, but she didn't care. They kissed madly for ever so long before the other paused and drew it away. She was smiling at least. Ubique took that as a good sign.

"You owe me a slave," the pale elf said, straddling Ubique's belly.

The dark elf rested her hands on the girl's hips, nodding.

"Appears to be the truth," she whispered, a hand raising to touch at one of the luscious breasts again. "Come here."

The girl leaned forward, knowing her lover well enough by now. She dragged her breast over Ubique's lips, moaning softly as the warlord suckled and bit at the teat before her. Soon, they were rolling on the bed, arms and legs entangling as Ubique once more rose to the occasion. Fucking the girl, she realized, was now her favourite past time. If she could, she would make it her job and obligation. Waking up in the morning to find that pale body next to hers. Falling asleep at night after having sweat inducing fuck sessions with the girl. And having her sit on Ubique's thigh at each and every meal. Fucking her in between them.

It was a fuck-filled future indeed.

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