Elly would take anything but this at the moment. She would have splinters jammed under her finger nails, swung from her feet by painful hooks, anything but the mindless,numbing torture that was boredom. Glancing up at the priest as he massaged her bulging stomach to assess her babies condition and position, she tried to not look as tired as she felt.
"Lady Peaceroot, as I recommended to you last week, you need to stay on bed rest until the babies are born. Triplets in elves are already rare enough without you tempting fate. Do you not care about the well being of your unborn children?" his stern green eyes,while kind and a bit wrinkled at the eyes bore into her in an accusing manner.
"You know very well I do...I just have things that can not wait for.." Elly tried not to look like a scolded child as the priest interrupted her.
"Tut tut, Ellithiria! I want no excuses or I shall personally hire a person to make sure you do so while your husband is away. I haven't the time to babysit you or continually rush out here for checkups because you feel like you could work a 12 hour day. You do know how rare sleep will be once they arrive? Why not take advantage of the rest while you can?" With a small twitch of his hand the blankets at her feet lifted into the air and he went down between her legs, which despite this being the fourth doctor to look at her hoo hoo she still blushed.
"Alright! Alright.... I give, Okay. Damn Doc cold hands!" she shivered and grimaced as the examination began and ended just as quickly. After all the priest had just been here yesterday, what could have changed?
"Well, once again, everything is coming along fine. The boys should be here in a month or so." he walked with a slight stoop over to the basin and pumped enough water to wash his hands while Elly sat in stunned silence. When the lack of witty retort from Elly didn't come the doctor raised a brow and glanced over at her.
"Lady Peaceroot?" concern riddled in his voice. Elly was sitting back with a stunned look on her face, tears slowly and silently streaming down her cheeks. "My dear whats wrong?" he walked over and sat down on the edge of the bed.
"B..Boys? I'm having all boys?" her words were so thick with emotion she could hardly utter the sentence.
"That's right. Three healthy baby boys." he gently touched her stomach and closed his eyes. After a split second his hand blazed with warm glowing light that seamed to filter out from him and enter her womb, leaving Elly with a bit more strength. "And now they are three blessed baby boys."
After the spell faded from his hand she took it and kissed it gratefully. He could see something had changed in her. No longer did she look upset or troubled that she was bedridden.
"Thank you...Thank you." she whispered, not bothering to wipe the tears away. As the priest slowly walked out of her room and could be heard shutting and magically locking the front door of the cabin behind him, Elly looked down at her little undelivered bundle and cradled it carefully.
"Hurry up my little guys. Daddy and I can't wait to meet you." And as a little confirmation of their anticipation to meet their parents, Elly felt a soft little kick right under her hand that brought a soft bubbling laughter up through the emotion. Or maybe they were telling her to be patient so they could continue to cook.
Wednesday, February 29, 2012
Thursday, December 15, 2011
How babies are made (NSFW)
Standing naked in front of the mirror, Ellithiria Peaceroot gazed at her reflection with a small pout on her rose painted lips. Pregnancy was rather becoming on her but she could see the added weight and it bothered her to no end. Her curves were rounder and her stomach swelled with three tiny lives. While the extra poundage was from a blessing she could only shrug and continue to gaze at her naked body.
So consumed in her reflection, Elly failed to notice her husband standing in the doorway with a dazed and dumbfounded expression on his face. She tilted her head slightly, his vision appearing in the mirror. His sudden appearance might have startled her if it wasn't for the absolute catatonic look on his face. Her laughter rang out, breaking the silence as she turned to face him, not bothering to hide any part of her body to her handsome husband.
The laughter seemed to bring himself out of the shock, his skin quickly turning to a blush, fighting the urge to avert his eyes. Elly often wondered if he sometimes forgot he was married to the naked woman in the room.
Shaking her long red hair back from her shoulders, Elly motioned for him to come to her, his feet quickly obeying and soon her hands were cupping his cheeks, her lips finding his with relative ease, her tongue parting his lips so she could taste him.
Ellys touch had a narcotic effect on him, energizing his body with confidence. Quite used to suddenly being up in his arms, it was more of a shock to her as he spun her around so that they were both facing the mirror.
"Damn, you are just the most beautiful woman I ever seen." A half smirk pulls up the right side of his lips while his hands travel south along her curves. A soft carress along her chin, following down her collar bone until one hand gently cups her breast and kneads the soft pale flesh. Thumb and pointer find the sensitive nipple and give it a teasing yet gentle tug, her breasts bouncing playfully for him in the mirror.
Grinning from ear to ear, Jaen put his lips next to her ear and murmured low enough that she had to press herself closer to him, straining to hear. "Try to keep watching..." Her turned her ever so slightly so that she was completely visible in the mirror. Dancing back and forth, his hands massaging and squeezing her now larger, fuller breasts.
Elly wanted to turn away but what she saw didn't matter. The minute his hands touched her she was lost to his whims. Watching her husband explore her body sent delighted chills along her arms and legs, her knees quickly growing unsteady beneath her. Before she buckled, Elly leaned back against Jaens sturdy form, the only form of support she would ever need.
As her eyes slid closed, Jaens mangled hand gave her breast one final squeeze before brushing down over her swollen belly and down in between her legs. A furious blush spread over her cheeks and this time she did turn away, embaresed as her husband discovered little droplets of moisture clinging to her fire red pubic hair that adorned her hood.Giving those same little hairs a gentle tug, making her moan out his name in longing.
Holding her body firmly up against his, no longer having to support her own weight, her loves strong arms both supporting her and pleasing her at the same time.
"Watch and see how perty you are. I can't stop lookin' at ya." he murmured and nipped at her earlobe, his scruffy beard tickling her soft neck until his lips found that spot that made her lip quiver. She opened her eyes to find him staring at her in a way that was a kin to hunger. She needed no other evidence of his attraction to her, his member growing tight in his pants and firmly pressing up against her naked buttocks.
Trying to turn to face him, he held her firmly, facing the full length mirror on their bedroom wall. Elly could barely register that he was undressing himself while still keeping her upright. Soon enough his arms found her again, one hand clinging to her breast the other, after giving her firm backside a tight squeeze, slipped down around and inbetween her velvet folds, petting and exploring his wifes tight slit. With the barest ammount of preassure, Jaen found her clit and gave her a terrible pinch that made her knees buckle. She threw a hand out, gripping the mirror to steady herself but Jaen would never let her fall.
He was merciless with her pussy, rubbing, teasing and pinching the delicate and now sex swelled lips of her slit with calloused but gentle fingers. She could feel her juices sliding down her leg one droplet at a time. Jaen's fingers made the most delightful sounds as he fingered her pussy, bringing her to climax twice, ripping delighted and deep screams from her throat. Her heart was racing while her body writhed against his fingers. He finally relented and gave her a moment to rest. But it was only for a moment, just long enough for him to shed himself of his clothing with a few quick tugs.
As she rested her head against the mirror gasping for breath, her mind dazed and spinning from the powerful orgasms, she gazed at his reflection and chuckled tiredly at the victorious look in his eyes that was soon replaced by need. The head of his cock, slick with precum, slid up and down her wet slit from behind. Elly spread her legs apart slightly and braced herself against the mirror, the cold feeling good against her fevered skin.
From the moment they met, Jaen had always been nothing but the most kind and generous man she had ever met. It extended to the bedroom as he ran his hand up along her arm and locked fingers with her while using the other to slip his hard and waiting dick into her. She was pleanty wet but still he went slow, Ellys cunt was still amazingly tight even after six months or married blissful sex.
Her moans grew louder as each inch slid in. She always felt near to bursting with him completely inside her but the pain soon passed away to pleasure and he was gently pushing up into her pussy in nice even strokes, showering her neck and shoulders with kisses and caressing, his own labored grunts and moans in her ear giving her pussy plenty of lube to take him in.
Her body tingled with pleasure as they made love, her cries soon filled the room as he brought her to orgasm again and again in a very short time, her pleasure heightened by the intamacy. His stamina knew no bounds, nor would he quit trying to please her until she could stand no more, but Elly had an insatiable appetite for her man.
Jaen had quickly become good at reading his lovers body. He payed attention to her every noise and facial expression. He could tell she was close to sated and it was then that he finally picked her up, spreading her legs apart so she could have a very -embarrassingly- clear view of his cock ramming up into her pussy. leaning back he whispered her name over and over until he was shouting incoherently and thrusting up into her. Hooking an arm around his neck she could just hang on for dear life as he finished. She could feel his hot seed pouring into her long before he roared, giving several hard thrust up into her and emptying the rest until it joined her own trickle of cum running down the crack of her bottom and making a tiny puddle on the floor.
He staggered backwards, his half hard cock slipping from her and with a great effort he gently lowered them both to the bed, Elly still on his lap, spread eagle and facing the mirror. A sheen of sweat covered both of them, but still Jaen wrapped his arms around his wife and tilted her head back to kiss him greedily. As they both fought for each breath they still each managed a very small I love you.
Elly draped herself back against him lazily as the caught their breath and continued to stare shamelessly at the couple in the mirror, more specifically her exposed pussy dripping with cum. "You...you looked like you were going to say something when you walked..walked in." she panted.
Despite the euphoria he chuckled tiredly and managed to form a sentence. "Taters are done."
Elly could only think that this is what heaven was like.
So consumed in her reflection, Elly failed to notice her husband standing in the doorway with a dazed and dumbfounded expression on his face. She tilted her head slightly, his vision appearing in the mirror. His sudden appearance might have startled her if it wasn't for the absolute catatonic look on his face. Her laughter rang out, breaking the silence as she turned to face him, not bothering to hide any part of her body to her handsome husband.
The laughter seemed to bring himself out of the shock, his skin quickly turning to a blush, fighting the urge to avert his eyes. Elly often wondered if he sometimes forgot he was married to the naked woman in the room.
Shaking her long red hair back from her shoulders, Elly motioned for him to come to her, his feet quickly obeying and soon her hands were cupping his cheeks, her lips finding his with relative ease, her tongue parting his lips so she could taste him.
Ellys touch had a narcotic effect on him, energizing his body with confidence. Quite used to suddenly being up in his arms, it was more of a shock to her as he spun her around so that they were both facing the mirror.
"Damn, you are just the most beautiful woman I ever seen." A half smirk pulls up the right side of his lips while his hands travel south along her curves. A soft carress along her chin, following down her collar bone until one hand gently cups her breast and kneads the soft pale flesh. Thumb and pointer find the sensitive nipple and give it a teasing yet gentle tug, her breasts bouncing playfully for him in the mirror.
Grinning from ear to ear, Jaen put his lips next to her ear and murmured low enough that she had to press herself closer to him, straining to hear. "Try to keep watching..." Her turned her ever so slightly so that she was completely visible in the mirror. Dancing back and forth, his hands massaging and squeezing her now larger, fuller breasts.
Elly wanted to turn away but what she saw didn't matter. The minute his hands touched her she was lost to his whims. Watching her husband explore her body sent delighted chills along her arms and legs, her knees quickly growing unsteady beneath her. Before she buckled, Elly leaned back against Jaens sturdy form, the only form of support she would ever need.
As her eyes slid closed, Jaens mangled hand gave her breast one final squeeze before brushing down over her swollen belly and down in between her legs. A furious blush spread over her cheeks and this time she did turn away, embaresed as her husband discovered little droplets of moisture clinging to her fire red pubic hair that adorned her hood.Giving those same little hairs a gentle tug, making her moan out his name in longing.
Holding her body firmly up against his, no longer having to support her own weight, her loves strong arms both supporting her and pleasing her at the same time.
"Watch and see how perty you are. I can't stop lookin' at ya." he murmured and nipped at her earlobe, his scruffy beard tickling her soft neck until his lips found that spot that made her lip quiver. She opened her eyes to find him staring at her in a way that was a kin to hunger. She needed no other evidence of his attraction to her, his member growing tight in his pants and firmly pressing up against her naked buttocks.
Trying to turn to face him, he held her firmly, facing the full length mirror on their bedroom wall. Elly could barely register that he was undressing himself while still keeping her upright. Soon enough his arms found her again, one hand clinging to her breast the other, after giving her firm backside a tight squeeze, slipped down around and inbetween her velvet folds, petting and exploring his wifes tight slit. With the barest ammount of preassure, Jaen found her clit and gave her a terrible pinch that made her knees buckle. She threw a hand out, gripping the mirror to steady herself but Jaen would never let her fall.
He was merciless with her pussy, rubbing, teasing and pinching the delicate and now sex swelled lips of her slit with calloused but gentle fingers. She could feel her juices sliding down her leg one droplet at a time. Jaen's fingers made the most delightful sounds as he fingered her pussy, bringing her to climax twice, ripping delighted and deep screams from her throat. Her heart was racing while her body writhed against his fingers. He finally relented and gave her a moment to rest. But it was only for a moment, just long enough for him to shed himself of his clothing with a few quick tugs.
As she rested her head against the mirror gasping for breath, her mind dazed and spinning from the powerful orgasms, she gazed at his reflection and chuckled tiredly at the victorious look in his eyes that was soon replaced by need. The head of his cock, slick with precum, slid up and down her wet slit from behind. Elly spread her legs apart slightly and braced herself against the mirror, the cold feeling good against her fevered skin.
From the moment they met, Jaen had always been nothing but the most kind and generous man she had ever met. It extended to the bedroom as he ran his hand up along her arm and locked fingers with her while using the other to slip his hard and waiting dick into her. She was pleanty wet but still he went slow, Ellys cunt was still amazingly tight even after six months or married blissful sex.
Her moans grew louder as each inch slid in. She always felt near to bursting with him completely inside her but the pain soon passed away to pleasure and he was gently pushing up into her pussy in nice even strokes, showering her neck and shoulders with kisses and caressing, his own labored grunts and moans in her ear giving her pussy plenty of lube to take him in.
Her body tingled with pleasure as they made love, her cries soon filled the room as he brought her to orgasm again and again in a very short time, her pleasure heightened by the intamacy. His stamina knew no bounds, nor would he quit trying to please her until she could stand no more, but Elly had an insatiable appetite for her man.
Jaen had quickly become good at reading his lovers body. He payed attention to her every noise and facial expression. He could tell she was close to sated and it was then that he finally picked her up, spreading her legs apart so she could have a very -embarrassingly- clear view of his cock ramming up into her pussy. leaning back he whispered her name over and over until he was shouting incoherently and thrusting up into her. Hooking an arm around his neck she could just hang on for dear life as he finished. She could feel his hot seed pouring into her long before he roared, giving several hard thrust up into her and emptying the rest until it joined her own trickle of cum running down the crack of her bottom and making a tiny puddle on the floor.
He staggered backwards, his half hard cock slipping from her and with a great effort he gently lowered them both to the bed, Elly still on his lap, spread eagle and facing the mirror. A sheen of sweat covered both of them, but still Jaen wrapped his arms around his wife and tilted her head back to kiss him greedily. As they both fought for each breath they still each managed a very small I love you.
Elly draped herself back against him lazily as the caught their breath and continued to stare shamelessly at the couple in the mirror, more specifically her exposed pussy dripping with cum. "You...you looked like you were going to say something when you walked..walked in." she panted.
Despite the euphoria he chuckled tiredly and managed to form a sentence. "Taters are done."
Elly could only think that this is what heaven was like.
Sunday, September 11, 2011
Elly's Journal
So many delightful things have happened lately. I am almost too giddy for words! I suppose I should start at the beginning.
Jaen and I have recovered from our recent travesties. My scars on my limbs are the only thing that remains from my time in captivity and if Jaen can still swing his hammer he assures me he is good. He is made of such tough stock. So I thank whoever was watching over both of us.
Recently, a very precious book of mine was stolen from my temporary hovel in Booty Bay. To say the least I was a bit distraught and decided right then and there that I should go home. That woman, who looks so much like me, has to be my Mother. How will she know where to find me if I don't go home? I was hoping the book would be enough but without it, home is still the only answer.
I should have confided more in Jaen. My wish to protect him from everything is only putting hardship on our marriage. A mistake I will rectify over the course of however long it takes.
At the time the dangers did not register to me. Something was driving me to go -home-. My home. In Eversong. So I packed my things and left. It had fallen into despair, our little cottage, without it's inhabitants to keep it company. Most of the kitchen and front entry way were shattered like the house simply would not go on living without us. Jaen tells me it was my doing. I supposedly rigged up some silly security tricks onto the house. I clearly would of made them a bit safer then -that-.
I still don't know why he was acting the way he was. He wouldn't even sit down and eat. Maybe he is sick? I should talk to the delightful nurses he has left me with. While the medicine they gave me has finally let me sleep my first wink of sleep in a week it seems. They have poked and prodded me, under Jaen's watchful eyes, and recommended I remain in Dalaran until I am full rested and back to my old self. I do not expect Jaen can stay with me so I assured him I would write every day while I was here. It is not like I can train or play with daggers while I carry the little one.
Jaen says too much travel is bad for the baby. Oh the most delightful news! I am pregnant it seems. Jaen took the news rather well I think. Did he think there would be no consequences of our newlywed actions. I simply thought my extra cravings for sweets was from being without in captivity for so long. The nurses have deigned the baby perfectly healthy for a tiny fetus, my constant electrocutions did not harm it.
So, here I am in Dalaran with brown hair no less. Jaen suggested I should try to stay incognito since apparently I'm a wanted criminal or some such non-sense. I do hope Cadros and the Doctor do not mind having tea with me here. I can't wait to share the good news with them! I am going to be a mother!
The world is full of surprises lately! How wonderful!
Jaen and I have recovered from our recent travesties. My scars on my limbs are the only thing that remains from my time in captivity and if Jaen can still swing his hammer he assures me he is good. He is made of such tough stock. So I thank whoever was watching over both of us.
Recently, a very precious book of mine was stolen from my temporary hovel in Booty Bay. To say the least I was a bit distraught and decided right then and there that I should go home. That woman, who looks so much like me, has to be my Mother. How will she know where to find me if I don't go home? I was hoping the book would be enough but without it, home is still the only answer.
I should have confided more in Jaen. My wish to protect him from everything is only putting hardship on our marriage. A mistake I will rectify over the course of however long it takes.
At the time the dangers did not register to me. Something was driving me to go -home-. My home. In Eversong. So I packed my things and left. It had fallen into despair, our little cottage, without it's inhabitants to keep it company. Most of the kitchen and front entry way were shattered like the house simply would not go on living without us. Jaen tells me it was my doing. I supposedly rigged up some silly security tricks onto the house. I clearly would of made them a bit safer then -that-.
I still don't know why he was acting the way he was. He wouldn't even sit down and eat. Maybe he is sick? I should talk to the delightful nurses he has left me with. While the medicine they gave me has finally let me sleep my first wink of sleep in a week it seems. They have poked and prodded me, under Jaen's watchful eyes, and recommended I remain in Dalaran until I am full rested and back to my old self. I do not expect Jaen can stay with me so I assured him I would write every day while I was here. It is not like I can train or play with daggers while I carry the little one.
Jaen says too much travel is bad for the baby. Oh the most delightful news! I am pregnant it seems. Jaen took the news rather well I think. Did he think there would be no consequences of our newlywed actions. I simply thought my extra cravings for sweets was from being without in captivity for so long. The nurses have deigned the baby perfectly healthy for a tiny fetus, my constant electrocutions did not harm it.
So, here I am in Dalaran with brown hair no less. Jaen suggested I should try to stay incognito since apparently I'm a wanted criminal or some such non-sense. I do hope Cadros and the Doctor do not mind having tea with me here. I can't wait to share the good news with them! I am going to be a mother!
The world is full of surprises lately! How wonderful!
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