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Prompt: A Hero's Harem Ch 2 (Original)
🕑 Added 2020-04-01 19:51:58 +0000 UTCSummary: Robin meets Silvia, an Elf woman far older than him, but still just as beautiful.
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Silvia closed her eyes and took in her surroundings. She listened to the wind howling through the branches of the mighty trees, she heard the leaves brushing against one another, she heard the animals skitter past her, out on the hunt for food, or simply to avoid becoming someone else’s food.
She heard so much with her elven ears, but she didn’t hear the sound of any intruders. She opened her sapphire eyes and took in the colors of the world. Her eyes confirmed what her ears found. The forest was alive, but beyond the local animals there was no one else.
Silvia kept moving, walking through the forest, bow holstered on her back. She patrolled the land around her sanctuary, listening intently to the sounds surrounding her.
The seasoned elf woman guarded the area around her home with focus and determination. She had spent much of her life in the nearby elven sanctuary. Almost two hundred years of her life spent in a peaceful, but quiet community.
It wasn’t strange to think she left this place so many times in her younger years. When she was just a hot-headed, immature elf just past her first hundred years of life, she would often leave to explore the land around her home.
That was a different life, of course, but that was why her elders chose her to act as a guard for the farther reaches of their land.
It was a simple mission, but it sometimes left her dealing with a different challenge. Bandits and wild beasts she could face, but loneliness? Well, that was a demon she had yet to expel.
Silvia took a deep breath, smelling the fresh aroma of the forest around her, before her eyes darted to the side. She turned her head to face the source of that bizarre sound. She narrowed her eyes, trying to see through the bushes, leaves, and bramble of the emerald forest.
The sound was unmistakable. A footstep. She moved fast, running through the trees and bushes like they didn’t even exist for her. She knew this forest well. She could have ran through it with her eyes closed.
She jumped up and her hand caught a low hanging branch. She pulled herself up, and from there she climbed up the tree, jumping from one mighty branch to another, before leaping onto a completely different tree.
Silvia could see footprints below her, imprinted into the ground. From their depth and size, she quickly painted a picture of who this intruder was in her mind. A human, male most likely, and almost certainly armed judging by the cut bushes.
It didn’t take long for her to find the source of the sound, and as usual she was correct. The human was a young man, one armed with a sword that he was using to cut his way through thick hedges and to strike down long, thick branches.
Silvia frowned at the sight of the human. He was attacking their land, damaging fauna that had lived as long as she had. Desecrating her home...
Were she a century younger, she probably would have attacked for that alone, but she just sighed. She wasn’t a child anymore. She was a woman. A seasoned warrior, and one wise enough to know not to just attack a stranger.
Silvia had met many humans in her life. Some cruel and spiteful, but others kind and heroic. Humans she would have laid her life on the line for. Many humans were not evil, they were merely ignorant.
They didn’t even have the chance to live half as long as most elves. They were all children, and like children, some misbehaved, but many had good hearts in their chests.
Perhaps this human did not know where he was? It would make sense. If he knew where he was, he would be using the cleared out path nearby.
If he was lost, perhaps Silvia would help him out. If he planned on raiding or further desecrating her homeland, then she would bring him to justice.
Silvia stalked the young human, easily following him as he trekked through the forest. He soon found his way to the cleared out path her people had made many, many lifetimes ago. Silvia followed the human with further ease as he seemed to sigh in relief and put his sword away. He walked down the path, walking around the nearby elven sanctuary.
It was clear now that he wasn’t going towards her home. He was clearly lost, looking around with genuine confusion. Still, Silvia wasn’t sure if she should hop down and greet him or leave him be.
That wasn’t a bad idea, she thought. He found his way here, he could find his way out. Then something happened that caught Silvia’s interest.
The human stopped, finding a small animal staring at him. It was a squirrel with bright, black eyes and bushy fur all over their body. The creature watched the human intently, and he stared right back. Silvia raised her brow in curiosity.
Silvia had learned to respect the judgement of simple beasts long ago. Animals had a special gift to themselves. What they lacked in intellect, they more than made up for in a unique kind of wisdom. They could sense a certain trait in humans and elves alike, a measurement of their character.
The squirrel seemed to be examining the human boy. Silvia leaned a little closer, curious about what would happen. The human looked at the small animal, before crouching down. He smiled, motioning the squirrel closer, and it obeyed, crawling closer.
The human noticed a small acorn by his foot and he picked it up, holding it out to the small critter. The squirrel’s eyes darted between the human and the acorn, before it took the gift. The squirrel seemed to bow its head in thanks, before it left him behind, running up a nearby tree.
“See ya later,” the human smiled, waving goodbye to the small creature.
That sealed it. Silvia trusted the senses of beasts, especially the ones that were neighbors to her home. This human was no threat. Silvia allowed her body to drop from the tree and she landed a few feet away from the human. He jumped, pulling out his sword and holding it tightly in his hands.
Looking closely, Silvia could see that the humans’ form was horrendous. The human had never held a weapon before in his life, and she raised a single brow as she looked him over. He glared at her, gritting his teeth as he dug his feet into the dirt road beneath them.
“Be at ease, human. I will not harm you, as long as you do not give me a reason to.”
“Okay…” He lowered his guard, relaxing his grip, but he still kept the sword in hand as he stared at her. “Um, who-?”
“No, human. I believe I should ask the first questions. Who are you? And why are you here?” Her blue eyes narrowed, sharp as a blade as she stared into the human’s eyes. She did not want to come off as rude, but she wanted to make sure this human knew to respect her.
Silvia was not intimidating by human standards. She was small, compared to most human men and women, and her slender arms and legs lacked the rigid muscles human warriors had.
They did not understand how strength was shown by elves. They did not need bulging muscles or violent aggressions to display power.
For elves, power was shown by simply speaking confidently and making one’s intention clear. Silvia stood with the grace and confidence that came natural with her age as she examined the human.
His clothes and armaments were impressive. A fine quality, but ultimately wasted on a human as inexperienced as he.
“Well, my name’s Robin,” he explained. “As for why I’m here, I’m just… travelling, I guess. Exploring?” He gave her a smile, and Silvia continued to simply stare at him.
“Explore?”
“Yeah. I’ve never been here before, and, well…” He sighed, scratching the back of his head as he seemed to ponder what next to say. “Let’s just say my hometown was nothing like this. The place I came from was a little different than this.”
“You left your home? To explore?” Silvia inquired. This was beginning to sound a bit too familiar for the elf.
“Yeah, basically,” he muttered. “I’m just trying to find the nearest settlement.
“Most would consider it foolish to travel without a map,” she commented.
“I have a map. I just got a little lost,” he confessed with a sigh.
“I see, and why do you wish to find this settlement?”
“I guess I just want to start over. Start a new life,” he explained. His eyes avoided hers as he explained. “It’s kind of a long story, but I’m just trying to get my life together after some pretty… bad experiences.”
“Hm.” Silvia leaned a little closer, stared a bit more intently. His eyes glanced at her, before looking away, but a moment was all she needed. Silvia saw into his dark eyes, and she saw something familiar.
Youth, the kind that so many humans had, mixed with pain, and a lust for something more.
Silvia could see much in those eyes. A sadness that weighed heavily on his heart, and hope for something new, something to find and forge in a new home.
Yes, Silvia knew this young man’s plight quite well. When she was young, she suffered from that same wanderlust. She grew bored of a home where she was raised safely and without risk, and so she ventured out to the unforgiving, but so very beautiful world beyond the sanctuary.
Perhaps this human was the same. There was sadness in his eyes, visible to only a rare few in the world, and a desire for something more. All traits she once had.
“Well, if it is a settlement you are looking for, perhaps I can help?” She pointed away from him, towards the forest he had recently escaped from. “There is a settlement not too far from here. I can escort you to it, if you wished.”
“Really? That’d be great!” Robin beamed. “I’d appreciate the help.”
“Of course.” Silvia gave him a small smile, even if her offer had a small ulterior motive to it. She wouldn’t let the young human know, but the more important reason she was offering this idea was just to ensure he didn’t get near the sanctuary.
Still, there was nothing wrong with helping a human too. He seemed like a reasonable youth, and Silvia would be lying if she said she didn’t see something of herself in him.
It seemed only fitting that the first town he reached in his quest to find himself was the same town she had first arrived at all those years ago...
Silvia walked forward, past the human so that she could lead him. For a moment, just a moment, Silvia waited for an attack. Now was the perfect time. Her back was turned so that she couldn’t even see him. His weapon was still in hand. If he wanted to, he could attack her.
He wouldn’t even touch her, of course, but she didn’t tell him that. She just gave him the chance, knowing full well that such a risk could end in her death.
But the human, Robin, didn’t do anything. He just stood behind her, a smile on his face.
“Thanks, miss. Um, sorry, but I don’t think I caught your name.”
Silvia turned her head, staring at him with warm, oceanic eyes. It seemed this human could be trusted after all. She hated being so paranoid, but she had to be sure. She was perhaps still a bit on guard, but she knew now that the human had no interest in fighting her.
“Silvia. My name is Silvia,” she greeted, bowing her head slightly. She smiled as Robin mimicked the gesture, bowing his head.
“Thank you, Silvia.”
The two began their walk together, moving in a comfortable silence. Silvia was content to move without saying much of anything, but humans so did love to talk. This one in particular seemed to have a strange affinity for questions.
“Hey, Silvia? Could I ask you something?” he inquired, walking behind her.
“Of course.” He picked up his pace, now walking behind her. His weapon was holstered again, and after a quick glance at it, Silvia turned her head to look at the human.
He looked back at her, and for Robin, a human who grew up in a world of modern technology and fellow human men and women, he was quickly rather… smitten with this elf.
Robin tried to maintain his amazement as he walked alongside her. Here he was, a normal man just last week, now a traveler walking alongside a beautiful elf woman.
And what a woman she was. Robin couldn’t help but notice all the finer details Silvia had as they walked together. In the split second it took to come up with his question, Robin took in Silvia’s features, finding her beauty to be on another level than any human he knew.
Hell, even Freya wasn’t this… beautiful.
Silvia just had an aura to her. Her long, blond locks shimmered in the light like gold. Her eyes were like sapphires, a bright, shining shade of blue. Her lips looked like they were a pillowy soft. Her fair skin had no blemishes, no flaws to it. She was like a work of art given life.
Maybe Robin was still running off of the high of sleeping with a dragon girl. Maybe he was just smitten by the elf’s gorgeous looks. He wasn’t sure, and he tried to stop staring as he popped the first question that came to mind.
“Where exactly am I?” She raised her brow, and he continued. “The land I came from was very, very far away. It’s hard to explain, but-”
“You were sheltered growing up.” It wasn’t a question, but a statement. A guess, and when Robin didn’t reply, she nodded her head. “I understand,” she sighed. “I was once like you.”
“Huh?”
“Young and curious. It was why I left my home long ago, like you are now,” she explained. She smiled as an old memory played through her head. “The elders of my home always hated my many questions. I was a talkative youth, and they tried desperately to curb my curiosity for the world beyond our walls.”
He nodded his head as she turned her eyes to him. “I will tell you what I was told long ago. This is the land of Magh Meall, a world of many races and cultures. Whatever world you came from before will not matter as most denizens of this land care more about where you are going. Not where you are from.”
“And are there any major… problems, going on with the world?” Robin questioned.
“As far as I know, the Magh Meall is enjoying an age of peace. Beyond the typical bandits the world is well. There are those that argue about race, territory, wealth, or religion, but these battles are as old as civilization itself.”
“So the world’s pretty safe.”
“Beyond the many beasts and occasional demons, yes, and the aforementioned bandits, of course.”
“That’s a relief,” he chuckled, and Silvia could almost feel the sarcasm slipping out of his laugh. “So, you were in a position like mine then? Exploring the world?”
“When I was younger. I was only around a hundred years old when I left my home to explore the land and see what it had to offer. I saw many beautiful things, and many terrible evils.”
“W-wait, a hundred? H-how old are you now?” he asked, eyes growing wide.
“Two hundred and twenty-five,” she replied, amused by his shocked expression. “Elves are quite long lived.”
“T-that’s amazing!” Robin walked a little closer to her, and Silvia watched him. He didn’t move any closer as he spoke, a passion clear in his voice. A passion so bright she no longer heard the sadness in his voice. “You must have gone on some crazy adventures.”
“I suppose so, yes. A few monsters fought, a few heroes aided over the years.” Her grin was proud, but righteously so. It might have been vain of her, but she did so love to tell stories of her adventures.
She regaled the younger elves of her home, but so many of them knew all her tales, it was nice to have someone new to talk to.
“You can’t leave me in suspense. Come on, tell me!” Robin grinned, and she blushed at how eager he seemed to be to hear about her.
“Well, I suppose I can share a tale or two. There was the time I faced a deadly bugbear that was terrorizing a village of halflings. The creature was gigantic, even to myself.”
Robin glanced at her again, noting how short the woman was. She was smaller than him, but he didn’t say anything as she continued.
“After a hard fought battle, I vanquished the monster with a single arrow through the neck. The village thanked me and invited me for a feast to celebrate the monster’s death.”
“Whoa, that’s crazy! Was that the biggest thing you’ve ever fought?”
“Hardly,” she replied, her cheeks a warm glow as she smiled. “There was the time I fought a dreadful beast known as a flesh golem. It was a horrific assembly of corpses, stitched together and given life by a dark force. I fought it by myself in the crypt it was reborn in, all while fire consumed the room.”
Robin’s eyes widened and he gulped, trying to imagine such a creature. “And you won?”
“Of course. The beast was mighty, but it fell just like any other monster went cleaved with elven steel.”
The human marveled at her story, and he quickly asked for more. Silvia did her best to give him what he asked for, but her blush remained as she regaled him. She had left her home only a few times throughout her many years, but each time she had found herself in some kind of adventure.
Whether it was a mystery to be solved, a monster to face, or a legend to be explored, Silvia talked on and on about the life she once led.
It was funny. She had forgotten how much she had loved that part of her life. Simply talking about that made her feel a wave of nostalgia, and her lips curled into a wide grin as she continued.
Silvia eventually found herself laughing. Robin had made a little joke during her story. The elf had forgotten how much she missed humanity’s sense of humor. Humans always did know their way around a joke more than elves did, at least the elves of Silvia’s sanctuary.
The two were laughing together, their fingers brushing against one another as they walked side by side. While Silvia’s mind was consumed by a walk down memory lane with her new friend, Robin was having a fantastic time.
This wasn’t like Freya where Robin worried the other girl would snap and attack him. Silvia was such an amazing woman. Her life seemed like the stuff of a fantasy story to him, and yet she lived every moment of it.
She was so skilled, and she carried herself with such confidence and grace… Not to mention how her tight, leather pants accented her slender legs and wide, motherly hips. Her breasts were small under her dark blue top, but Robin didn’t really care about that.
Silvia was amazing to talk to. She was a treat to the eyes as much as she was to his ears. Her sweet as honey voice telling him all about her past adventures… He could listen to her for hours.
The two were so absorbed with their conversations that neither noticed the eyes following their every move. Even Silvia, who was usually so attentive and cautious, was too distracted by her conversation with her new friend to notice they were being surrounded.
It was almost too late when she finally realized what was happening. An arrow was fired, and Silvia tackled Robin, knocking him to the ground as the arrow shot past her shoulder.
“Look out!” The two fell to the ground, before another arrow was fired. Silvia wrapped her arms around him, holding onto Robin tightly as they rolled on the ground, dodging several arrows.
Robin blushed as he felt his face pressed against the soft breasts of the elf woman. The two eventually stopped, with Silvia laying on top of him as she grabbed her bow and an arrow from her quiver. She fired an arrow in one quick motion, moving like it was a second thought to her.
The arrow flew, and a voice screamed in pain, before fading into a low gurgle. Silvia stood up, firing another arrow as soon as she was at her full height. Another cry, another gurgle.
Robin watched her with wide, dumbfounded eyes, before he realized what was happening. He heard a roar and he turned his head, finding short, green-skinned men running at them. They wore armor as black as night, haphazardly placed on their bodies in a crude and rushed manner.
They were smaller than either of them, but there were over a dozen, and each of them were armed with knives, swords, or maces.
“Goblins,” Silvia hissed. “They’ve been hunting on our land for weeks,” she explained. She fired another arrow, nailing one of the attackers right through the skull, between his bloodshot eyes. “You’ve all made a terrible mistake attacking an elf! Leave now, or you will all die!”
Her warning fell on deaf ears as the band of goblins rushed forward. She fired another arrow, killing another creature as Robin pulled out his sword. He gulped, steeling himself for the coming battle.
He saw one of the goblins lunging at Silvia from behind, and he thrusted his blade forward, stabbing into their side. The creature howled in pain, before he kicked them off of his blade. The monster fell to the ground, dead as soon as it touched the dirt.
More goblins rushed at them, but they were cut down by Silvia’s arrows. She fired them at a rate so fast that Robin could barely see her hands. Her every move was a blur as she fired arrow after arrow, each one killing a goblin with only one shot.
Robin did his best to help. He guarded her blindspot, staying right by her side and attacking any goblin that got too close. One of the larger goblins, almost as big as him, swung their hammer at Robin. They hit their weapon against Robin’s sword, knocking it out of his hands.
The beast laughed at him, lifting his hammer up to the sky, before a fist collided with his large, beak-like nose. The nose cracked under the force of Robin’s punch, and blood spewed out of his nostrils as the goblin screamed in pain.
He dropped his hammer and it landed on the goblin’s head, cracking his skull. He fell to the ground as Robin laughed, beaming.
“Nice shot,” Silvia complimented, smiling at him.
“Thanks. I-Look out!” Robin’s eyes widened as he pointed at the final goblin.
He had an arrow dug into his chest, but despite the blood pouring from the wound, the goblin had an arrow in his hand. He lunged at Silvia, trying to stab her with the arrow. The sharp tip of the arrow sliced at her arm as she fell back.
The goblin grabbed at her bow, snapping it in two in one quick move. Silvia fell onto her back as the goblin stood over her, arrow in hand.
“Silvia!” Robin picked up the hammer the other goblin had been wielding. He swung it, and the hammer collided with the goblin’s head, shattering his jaw.
The goblin hit the ground, their body twitching as Robin panted. He dropped the weapon as he looked at Silvia. She was bleeding from the shoulder and her arm as his eyes widened. She was trying to stand, but her legs were shaking.
“Silvia, you okay?” He quickly put his bag down, opening it to try and find anything to help her.
“P-poison,” she hissed, and Robin’s brow wrinkled.
“What?”
“The arrows were poisoned. I can smell it in the wound,” she growled, squeezing her eyes shut. “I-I can feel the poison eating away at me…” She let out a hot, furious sigh through her teeth. “Stupid… I should have seen them coming a mile away.”
Robin didn’t say anything. He knew this fell on him. Why else would this experienced adventurer fall for such an attack? He must have distracted her. He watched her legs tremble under her, before she fell to the ground, falling to her knees.
The human considered his options, before thinking of something she had mentioned earlier. “Your home. It has to be close right? Somewhere I can take you to get help?”
Silvia forced herself onto her feet again, taking long, haggard breaths as she growled. “Yes, but that is a path I must travel alone.”
“You can barely walk!” he argued, and he moved closer to help her stand, only for her hand to press against his chest, shoving him back.
Of course, with her current strength, she barely held him back. Robin only stopped because she clearly didn’t want his help. He stared into her sapphire eyes as she explained.
“You don’t understand. My people hold our secrecy as one of our most sacred laws. Any outsider that stumbles upon our home will be met with severe punishment.”
“How severe…?” He asked, but his skin crawled as he already made his guess. She just confirmed them.
“The secrecy of our home is above almost all other laws and beliefs. If you bring me back to the sanctuary, you will be executed. If you’re lucky.”
“That’s the lucky option?!”
“It is either death, or a life of imprisonment that will make you wish for death.” She took a deep breath, before sighing. “I won’t let you die for my mistake.”
Robin bit the inside of his cheek. He stared at Silvia as she tried to regain her composure. She stood up straight, trying to appear dignified and regal. He could still see her legs shaking, her chest heaving as she subtly took long, deep breaths.
Silvia saved him. He doubted he could have survived against those goblins without her. He’d be dead without her. Hell, she only got hit because of him.
He couldn’t let her die for his mistake. “I’m going to help you back to your village.”
“Weren’t you listening?” The elf sighed, before gasping as he moved forward again. She tried to push him back, but her hands were like pebbles against the bark of a mighty tree. “You will die if you come with me.”
“You can barely walk,” he replied, speaking firmly. His voice held an edge to it, an almost authoritative tone as Silvia blushed. “Silvia, you kind of need my help,” he commented, his voice shifting to a gentler, more reasonable tone.
“No, I don’t. I can make it back on my own!” She tried to push him away again, but his hands caught hers. The golden-haired elf’s blush grew hotter as his larger, warm hands squeezed her own, firmly, yet tenderly.
“How? By limping from one tree to another? No way.” Robin released her hands and he turned around so his back was facing her. “I’m not just going to leave you out here. Come on. Get on.”
“Excuse me?”
“Climb onto my back,” he explained. “It’s the best way for me to carry you back to your home.”
“I can walk,” she argued, though it was clear that Robin wasn’t going to fall for that lie.
“Bullshit. Now come on. Stop being stubborn and climb on.” He motioned her again, and Silvia bit the inside of her cheek.
She could feel the poison crawling through her body. She knew what would happen if it was allowed to fester too long. She looked at her feet as Robin spoke.
“How far is your home from here?”
“A few days travel.”
“How long do you think you can go with your body getting weaker?”
He made sense. Everything he said was logical and rational, but Silvia still fought him. “Robin, if you help me, you could die, or worse.”
“Let me worry about that. Now come on. The sooner we get moving, the sooner we can get you fixed up.”
Silvia knew he was right. There was nothing else she could say, because he was determined to help her, and she needed his help. She wouldn’t even make it back if she went on her own. With a quiet sigh, she moved forward, placing her hands on his shoulders and letting him grab her legs.
He lifted himself up when she was ready, and she gasped, wrapping her arms tightly around him, clinging to him. His hands held her thighs as she pressed her body against his.
“You okay?” he asked.
“Y-yes,” she replied, nodding her head. She took a deep breath, inhaling his sweet scent as he started to move. “Other way.”
“Right. Right… Okay, hang on.” Robin moved one foot after the other, walking forward as the elf clung to him.
Neither could see the blush on the other’s face as they moved. Both were glad the other couldn’t see them as Robin walked, Silvia leading him every step of the way.
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Seven days. That was how long the two traveled together through the forest. Robin carried her for seven long days, never complaining, never showing an ounce of annoyance towards the older woman.
The two traveled for seven days with one another as their only company, and Silvia began to become acutely aware of certain… feelings.
She felt her small breasts rub against his back. She felt her crotch rubbing against his body. She felt her legs tighten around him as he carried her. Silvia felt his body against hers, and they set fire to a hunger she thought had long gone cold…
Silvia did her best to ignore how their bodies touched and brushed against one another, but even if she could ignore how their bodies interacted, Robin still found a way into her heart.
It was on their first night together. Silvia suggested they stop somewhere to make camp, and he obeyed. He told her to remain where she laid as he collected fireworks and gathered food for them. Silvia didn’t like that idea, but she obeyed his command, watching him leave her.
The time alone was almost unbearable for the elf. She had hoped she could fall asleep while he was gone, but her mind refused to rest. She opened her eyes to find Robin smiling at her, firewood and even some fruit in his hands.
“Dinner is served.” His smile relaxed her, uplifting her downtrodden spirit. She took the food from him and she bit into a juicy apple as he went about trying to set up camp.
Silvia spent a good few minutes just wanting him to try to get a fire started. He tried desperately, but it was clear the young man had never done anything like this. He ground the sticks against the pile of leaves, clearly unsure of himself.
He sighed quietly, trying not to let her see how stressed he was, but she placed a hand on his as she moved a bit closer.
“Let me help. I had a hard time my first time too.” Silvia used her other hand to reach into one of the pouches on her belt, taking out a pair of rocks. She gave them to Robin, and he took them in hand.Her hands then held his as she guided him, moving his hands to hit the rocks together.
A spark was made, and the sparks burned the small pile of dry leaves. The fire grew as the two fed it with small pieces of wood and more leaves.
“Thanks,” he smiled, and she returned the gesture.
The first day should have been hell for Silvia. Poison weakened her, and death could have been just around the corner for the long-lived elf, and yet… being with Robin made it all a little bit easier for the woman.
The two talked all night, even as Robin attempted to care for her wounds. He looked them over, and told her what he saw. She did her best to help him, acting as a mentor to him.
That was how their lives went as the days went by. Silvia was as much a teacher to Robin as he was a protector and caretaker for her. She taught him of the forest, explaining what foods could be eaten safely and how to see if a beast had been in an area recently. She taught him how to set up camp and how to care for her wounds, and in return, he saved her life.
Robin was an excellent student. He was caring and enthusiastic and a light in Silvia’s life. His kindness brought a welcomed respite to the woman, who found a way to smile even as her body felt weaker with each passing day.
They traveled together for seven days. Seven days alone with the other. Silvia found his company a blessing beyond simply carrying her. He talked to her, gave her something to focus on beyond her own mistakes and her hazy future.
And every day, the fire in her body grew hotter and wilder. Silvia held onto Robin on the seventh day, clinging to him as he held her, his fingers digging into her slender thighs.
“A deer was here. Right?” Robin asked, looking at the tracks on the ground.
“That is correct. Very good,” she grinned, proud of all he had learned.
“Thanks. I had a good teacher.” He looked up, and he frowned as he saw the clouds darken. “A storm’s coming, huh?” He felt her head nodding against his neck as he looked around. “We should find shelter.”
“There is a cave nearby. That way.” She pointed the way for him, and he obeyed without question, walking forward with her on his back.
“Right. Don’t worry, we should be close to the sanctuary. You’ll be alright.” Always so kind. Always so supportive. Silvia found her arms tightening around him, clinging to him as she nuzzled her cheek against his body.
“What will you do with your new life?” she inquired, and he pondered the question.
He didn’t know if she genuinely wanted to know or if she just wanted to fill up the silence. Either way, he did his best to answer. “Not sure,” he replied. “But I guess that’s the exciting part. I could be anything. An adventurer, an explorer, a merchant… The sky’s the limit.”
Silvia felt her lips curl into a small smile. Such spirit… “That’s a good mindset. In the sanctuary, my path is set. I am the people’s guardian. I patrol for them, guard them.”
“Well, if you ever get bored, maybe you can visit?” Robin suggested, a faint blush on his face as Silvia’s eyes widened.
She could visit him. It would be the least she could do after everything he’s done for her… Silvia felt her lips curl into a frown. If her people tried to threaten Robin for saving her life, she would retaliate. She would defend him…
Thunder filled the sky. Lightning danced across the clouds. Rain pelted the two as Robin carried her into the nearby cave. The storm hit harder and faster than either had predicted, and they were both left drenched by it, their clothes clinging to their skin. Once they reached safety, though, Robin opened his pack to set up camp.
Thankfully he had gathered supplies for a fire earlier. Silvia smiled at his initiative as he set everything out, setting fire to the dry leaves and letting the fire grow until it was strong enough to warm the two.
Still, the fire was small, and the two were forced to huddle together by the dancing embers. Silvia felt her shoulder rub against his as the two watched the flames sway. Neither said anything, but both felt the same warmth.
Not just from the fire, but their flushed cheeks and racing hearts.
“The storm sounds pretty bad outside,” he commented, and Silvia nodded her head.
“Indeed.” She glanced at the human, before turning her bright, oceanic eyes to the flames again.
He was so close. She could smell him. She could hear his racing heart. She swallowed spit down her throat as her own heart skipped a beat. She had never felt anything like this before, but she had seen it in others.
Was this… Was she attracted to this human?
“You okay?” he asked, and Silvia placed her head on his shoulder, resting against him. She could hear his heart skipping a beat.
Did he… Was he attracted to her?
Silvia bit her lower lip. She had changed so much over the last century, but underneath the age, experience and serenity… Silvia was an emotional, passionate woman, and for the first time in a long time, she acted not out of reason or logic, but from her heart.
She lifted her arms up, and turned her body. She embraced him, and Robin’s eyes widened as he fell back. She laid on top of him, her golden locks brushing against his body as she smiled. She stared at his rosy cheeks, outlined by the fire as she spoke.
“You have been an excellent student. Attentive. Patient. Eager, but there is one last lesson I need to teach you.”
Her voice was low, sultry, and Robin felt his breathing quicken as her eyes almost seemed to hypnotize him. She leaned closer, finding the strength in her inferno of a heart. It ran wild with emotion as her lips were mere inches from his.
“How to make love to a woman.” His lips parted, no doubt to ask her a foolish question, but she kissed him, silencing him. She kissed him with passion and fire, pushing her tongue into his mouth as he let out a small moan.
Her tongue slid into his mouth, and soon slid along his teeth and tongue. She kissed him passionately as Robin felt her damp body writhe and rub against his. Her arms held his head tightly as her crotch rubbed against his leg…
Robin wasn’t sure what to do at first. Of course he found her beautiful. She was gorgeous. The allure of an older woman, but with a body so slender, small, and young. Her hand brushed his cheek, making his heart race even faster as her tongue explored his mouth. He found his hands moving on their own to embrace her, holding her as his tongue pushed against hers.
Meanwhile blood was rushing down Robin’s body, filling his cock and causing it to harden. His erection pressed against Silvia’s crotch, and she moaned into his mouth as his throbbing dick poked at her clothed pussy.
Their tongues pressed against one another, tasting the other, and Silvia let out a sensual moan as she tasted the human. Their tongues continued to dance, before Robin finally stopped the kiss. He pushed against her breasts, forcing their lips apart.
Threads of saliva connected them as they panted. Robin quickly spoke, faster than even his brain could comprehend just what he was saying. “I-I’m not a virgin!”
There was a pause. A mere moment of silence as Silvia’s eyes widened, before she laughed. “Is that all? I don’t know why you thought that was so important you had to stop our fun.”
“I-I just… thought you should know,” he muttered, his face, neck, and ears consumed by his scarlet blush.
Silvia continued to laugh, her giggle as sweet as honey to the ears of the human. “Well, if you’re such an expert, why don’t you show me what you know?” Her hands slid down her petite body, before she grabbed the hem of her pants and peeled the wet leather from her skin.
Robin watched with wide, hungry eyes as she got off of him. She pulled the pants off of her with ease, tossing them aside to be warmth by the fire. She then got on all fours and waved her bare, naked ass for him, moving it from one side to the other. Her panties remained hooked around her foot as she licked her lips, smiling at him.
“I’m all yours, Robin. If you think you can take me.”
She wanted this. He definitely wanted this. Robin couldn’t think of any reason to say no. Once again, the human threw caution to the wind as he almost tore his pants right off his body. He tossed them aside and got on his knees before Silvia, holding her by her hips as he rubbed the tip of his erection against her pussy.
Silvia was wet, and she moaned as the head of Robin’s dick slowly entered her. “Y-yes,” she panted. “Gods, it’s been so long. Y-you’re certainly bigger than anyone else I’ve been with,” she teased.
“Really?”
“Mmhm, but size isn’t everything. Show me y-your-ahhh,” Silvia let out another loud moan, lowering her head down so she was almost touching the ground. Her tongue hung out of her mouth as more inches of Robin’s cock filled her. “Yes…!”
The human grinned, and once he was halfway into her, he slid his cock back. The shaft dragged along the moist walls of her pussy, before tightening around his shaft as he thrusted forward again. Robin quickly increased the pace, pounding her wet cunt as her moans grew louder and louder.
“Ahh! Just like that, Robin! Y-you’re not doing too bad!”
“I’m just getting started,” he replied, taking his hand and smacking it against her cute, round ass. The blow made Silvia gasp, before she let out another loud moan.
None of Silvia’s previous lovers had ever done that before. Maybe Robin did have some skill to him… He kept at it, fucking her pussy faster as he delivered another smack to her ass. He took care not to be too harsh, but his blows were enough to soon paint her cheek crimson.
They continued like this for what might have been hours, or perhaps barely a few minutes. They were lost to each other’s warmth. Robin didn’t have much experience, so he just did what felt natural to him.
He bucked his hips forward, letting his balls smack against Silvia’s body as his cock trembled inside of her. The bulbous tip of his penis pressed against the inside of her pussy, rubbing against the wet walls as he kept adjusting himself slightly. Every thrust was hitting a different part of her, but it all gave her the same reaction.
It made her moan, quivering as he impaled her on his cock again and again.
Eventually Robin stopped spanking the elf. Instead he placed his hand on her stinging ass, massaging it with gentle fingers, slowly eroding the pain as he listened to her moans and cries. The wet smack of their bodies against one another filled the cave, echoing as Silvia quivered.
He dug his hands into her ass, massaging her soft derriere. Robin could feel his fingers sinking into her ass flesh, feeling warmth and firm skin as Silvia moaned. None of her previous lovers had been this harsh on her ass…
She kind of liked it, especially as Robin now treated them with such tenderness and warmth, massaging her ass and letting the pain be washed away by the pleasure he gave her...
Her pussy squeezed once more around his shaft, sending jolts of pleasure through her body as he took control of her. Silvia wanted him to be more assertive, and he fulfilled that desire and more. Her pussy juices dripped onto the ground as he continued to fuck her, leaving her barely able to stand.
His hands groped and squeezed her ass, first treating it with tender love and care, but as he continued, he began to treat her like a toy again.
Robin loved that. She didn’t know what to expect, and it made her pussy quiver. Her juices dripped onto the ground as her eyes nearly vanished into her head. Her ears were twitching as she licked the air, unable to help herself as Robin massaged her ass and fucked her pussy.
Her cunt quivered around his penis as he kept fucking her. His entire shaft vanished inside of her as her eyes almost rolled into her skull. Her tongue licked the air as she listened to the sound of his dick plowing her pussy…
And soon, all she could do was cry out in pleasure as his hands fondled her perfect ass and his cock fucked her tight womanhood. She came on his cock, muscles flexing and pussy tightening further around his dick.
The orgasm was amazing. The best she had ever had. It sent her muscles into spasms, and jolts of ecstasy through her nerves. It was like being electrocuted by a bolt of lightning magic, but instead of pain, all she felt was a rush of euphoria that nearly melted her mind between her ears.
This pleasure… This heavenly sensation… Her heart raced at the experience. It pounded in her chest as all she felt inside of her was the human and the pleasure he was giving her. She only hoped he felt this good as she came to an explosive climax...
Speaking of the human, the warm, tight pussy enveloped his shaft, and he soon came inside of her, filling her waiting womb with a load of semen directly inside of her. His seed shot into her pussy, coating the walls of her pussy as he moaned in pleasure.
For the second time since arriving in this world, Robin was cumming inside of a beautiful, otherworldly woman. His penis trembled inside of her as his seed splattered against her insides, coating her womanhood and tainting the inside of the mighty elf...
Neither moved as his entire shaft vanished inside of her. They just trembled, pressed against one another. Robin sucked in air past his lips as Silvia turned her head. The two looked at one another, and a smirk formed on Silvia’s plump lips.
“Is that all you got?”
He grinned in response, and a quick smack to her other ass cheek made her moan with excitement.
The two changed positions. Robin took control of the older woman, and she loved him for it. He flipped her over on his cock, letting her lie on her back as he took her missionary style next. This also gave him the chance to fall on top of her and pin her down.
He held her hands in his, pinning them over her head as he leaned down to kiss her nose. “I’ve got you,” he whispered, his voice almost a growl.
“And what will you do to me?” she giggled, shuddering as his cock slowly moved in and out of her. There was no fear in her voice. She trusted him with her life. She knew he wouldn’t really hurt her.
“I want to make love to you. Ravage you. Show you how good of a lover I am.” Her eyes shimmered, and she licked her lips as her pussy juices coated his member.
“Oh, you’re already well on your way of doing tha-ahhh!” He picked up the pace, fucking her faster again, pounding her into the ground as her hand struggled in his grip.
Every thrust released another loud cry from the older elf, and her moans mixed with the pounding he gave her. All she could hear was the symphony of love she was making with her human, and that was enough to make her cum yet again on his cock.
Robin let out a long moan as her cunt enveloped and squeezed him. He held back an orgasm, though, and he kissed her lips, pushing his tongue into her mouth as he thrusted into her. He released her hands, and she wrapped them around him as her legs followed suit. She embraced him with each of her limbs as he slammed into her again and again.
“I-I’m going to cum,” he panted, breaking the kiss.
“Do it,” she replied back, before pulling him down for another kiss, sucking on his tongue as their juices flowed onto the ground below them.
And he obeyed her, all too happy to fill her with another load of his semen. His cum shot into her, jet after jet filling her to the point that cum began to seep out of her filled pussy. It leaked out between her pussy lips and his cock as the two moaned together.
The sensation of being filled with another serving of cum almost made Silvia orgasm again. When Robin continued to fuck her, dragging his cock back and forth within her and making more of his cum spill out, then she hit her climax once more, cumming to the point of shaking under her human.
He kept fucking her, and she welcomed the pounding he gave her as the minutes turned to hours. The two kept this up all night, cumming together again and again until there was a puddle of their mixed cum under them.
They made sure to change positions, of course. Robin fucked her in all manner of different ways, and he even wiped his dick clean on her tits before he fucked her again. She loved the sensation, rubbing her cum-coated tits as they kissed and made love.
Eventually, though, they had to stop. They weren’t sure how long they had gone at it. All night it seemed. The storm had finally cleared as Robin fell to the ground with her in his arms. Silvia embraced him, holding him in a blissful peace as the two tried to catch their breath.
Robin’s cock twitched inside of her pussy, and she moaned as she kissed his neck, gently sucking on his flesh.
“I-I love you,” she whispered, tears of joy falling from her eyes.
Somehow Robin found the strength to brush her tears away, smiling down at her. He leaned in for another kiss, a far less intense kiss than what they had shared recently. He broke the kiss with a smile, before he whispered back…
“I love you too…”
The two drifted off to sleep together, dreaming of one another as their arms held their love. They slept for hours, cuddling together like a pair of newlyweds until Robin finally woke up.
The couple had changed positions slightly by the time he woke up. Silvia had her arms wrapped around him, as if she was shielding him from something. She muttered in her sleep, pulling his face into her breasts.
“No… Mine.”
Robin tried to pull back slightly, but he could barely move in her grip. He glanced at their fire, noticing how small and weak it had become while they had their fun… The human tried to pull away to tend to it, but her arms refused to let him go.
“Let me pamper you,” she muttered, and Robin wondered just how asleep she actually was. “Let me…” She pulled him down again, and his lips brushed against her soft nipple as he blushed.
Robin would have loved to just lay there with her. How could he not? She was a gorgeous, sexy, beautiful woman who actually loved him. She actually cared for him. He would have happily stayed in her arms were it not for the simple elephant in the room.
“Come on, Silvia. We have to keep moving. You still need a healer.” Robin tried to escape once more, and this time Silvia saw reason. She let out a quiet, almost childish whimper as he broke free from her soft prison she had made for him.
Robin stood up, halfnaked and a bit sticky as he helped Silvia to her feet. He gave her a quick kiss as a reward, before the two packed their things and continued onward with their journey.
As it turned out, they were only half a day away from the sanctuary. The walk was short as he carried her once more, his own legs straining slightly under her weight. Well, it wasn’t that she was heavy, perse. Poor Robin was just a bit sore from last night’s activities…
“Stop,” she commanded, and he obeyed.
“I can make the rest of the journey from here.”
“Silvia-”
Robin was ready to argue with her, but her voice was firm as she shook her head. “I mean it.” She pulled out of his arms and fell onto her own two legs, standing behind him. She walked forward with only a mild limp, standing before him. “I have regained enough strength to make it from here.”
She blushed as she crossed her arms, smiling at him. “It seems you’ve reenergized me a fair bit.”
Robin blushed once more, before he glanced at the forest around them. He bit the inside of his cheek, before asking, “Are you sure?”
Silvia could see his hesitation. She nodded her head as a sad smile traced her lips. “Yes. It’s for the best you don’t enter the sanctuary. If anything were to happen to you…”
“Yeah. I know,” he replied. “Just be careful. If anything were to happen to you…” She chuckled, before she pecked his cheek.
“I have something for you.” Silvia’s hand slipped into one of her pouches, before she procured a small charm, complete with a long string attached to it. She held up the necklace as Robin looked closely.
The charm was of a small, sapphire bird taking flight. She held it out to him as his fingers brushed against the symbol.
“I’ll be able to track you with this. Once I am properly healed, I will come find you. I promise.”
“W-wait. What? Really?” His eyes widened as Silvia’s cheeks flushed.
She nodded her head as Robin held the charm in his hands. “Yes. You’ve lit a fire within me, Robin. One I thought was long burned out. I wish for a life of adventure, again, and I can think of no better traveling companion than my favorite human.”
Robin was blushing at the compliment and she smiled as she held her hand out to him. “Give me your map.” He did so, and with a bit of paint from one of her pouches, she marked a spot on it.
“This is the way to the nearest human settlement. You’ll be safe there.” When he reached to take it from her, her hand grabbed his.
Silvia’s eyes stared longingly into his own as she leaned closer. “Promise you’ll wait for me…? So we can begin our quest together?”
Robin didn’t even hesitate. “I promise.”
There were tears pooling in the corners of her eyes as she smiled at him. She quickly brushed them away, before throwing herself into his arms, pushing her tongue into his mouth. He kissed back with equal passion, smacking his tongue against hers as their bodies rubbed against one another.
The kiss lasted for almost a minute, before the elf pulled away and left her human behind. She said nothing else, but nothing else needed to be said.
Robin watched her vanish behind the thick forest, before he began to walk, following the path his elf had made for him.
