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"captiv"ating Love: a story of two Slaves -- LingeringDesire and the_gladiator

Her hand picked up it's speed stroking him more deftly as he whispered his name. A name she memorized and allowed to rattle around inside her head. Suraya felt she would die if he didn't touch her, his hand slid into her hair and cupped her head. She smiled and giggled against his strong neck, her breath dancing over the flesh. Knowing what was pleasurable for herself she nipped at his ear, raking her teeth over the lobe before flicking her tongue along the skin of his neck.

"Talinath," She whispered back to him, stepping back to look into his eyes. "I want you to have me, but not here. I want them gaining no pleasure from this." Her idea was to bring him to completion here in the churning water before anything else happened. The guards would never leave the elf alone should she leave him with a raging hard-on to walk the halls. She knew nothing about his ears, if they were an erogenous zone for him or not.

Grasping a bit harder, she stroked. Quick strokes from base to tip. She pressed her lips against his and raked her teeth over the lower pillow. Never had a man ever made her feel like this. So hot. So needy and so wanton. Her free hand slid behind and squeezed his ass. She opened her mouth to him, parting her lips and beckoning his tongue into her depths as she pressed close to him, so close she wished to be one with him, at this very moment.
 
It was growing evident that she also wanted him, or else she was very good at faking it for she seemed very aroused as well. He felt her teeth nip at his ear and he gasped, almost coming up onto his toes at the action, surprised. “Gentle with them.” He whispered. He knew he should explain about his ears in detail to her but her hand on his cock was distracting and he couldn’t think of the right words in her language. Her mouth pressed to his as her free hand slid around to his ass cupping him, pulling him closer. He moaned into her lips his tongue sweeping into her mouth exploring her before he opened his mouth inviting her own explanation.

For something he was not supposed to let happen, this felt right and was very exciting. The elf knew it was only a matter of time before she brought him right here and now, probably just with that glide of her hand. The way she was aiming him he knew he would spray out coating her belly. He could feel that point of no return approaching, it would not be too much longer now. He let his head fall back and his green eyes became hooded with his arousal, and his muscles began to tense. This would be the first release he had experienced in over 5 years as far as he recalled, and it was coming indeed, it would not be much longer, he could tell.
 
His words caused a smile to pull at her lips as she accepted his tongue. The taste if him was male, pure and true. Mixed in was a sample of the woods, it was something she could not explain. Feeling him throb in her hand she knew he was close. It was with great pleasure that she would bring him to completion. However, her intent was not to spill his seed. Hearing his moan of need she watches his head fall back before slipping to her knees, her hand still in their same places.

Looking up at his heavy lidded eyes she smiled. Opening her mouth the swiped her tinge over the swollen head if his member It seemed each muscle in his body tightened and she took this as her clue to begin suckling on the head of his throbbing cock. Moaning as his taste coated her tongue she prepared for the explosion. "Cum for your little one Talinath." It was all she felt she needed to say and all she could get out before rope after rope of hot seed began to flow from him into her. Suraya moaned around him as his essence flooded her mouth.
 
It was obvious that she was intent on making him orgasm without delay. His eyes widened as she dropped to his knees. He was not given much time to enjoy the feeling of her tongue and mouth on his cock, her hand tightening on his ass, fingers gently probing against him as she pulled him closer. He let out a low groan, each muscle tightening even further if that was possible.

Then she spoke around his cock in her mouth, demanding that he cum for her, and he was there filling her mouth with his seed. He could feel her right hand milking his cock into her mouth, slipping up and down his throbbing shaft in time with each pulse, while her other hand held onto him, the tips of her delicate fingers just barely grazing the tight bud behind him, causing him to stiffen even more if that were even possible.

His hands were tight in her hair, one hand resting on her shoulder, the other on her cheek, both hands entwined with her hair though as he held onto her as his body was racked with wave after wave of his pleasure as his body filled her mouth with his seed. He had only experienced her mouth for a few seconds, but that added stimulation combined with the sight of her on her knees like that was just enough to put him that last little bit over the edge.

Talinath slumped back, barely catching himself before he fell as he felt her slowly pulling off his cock. The elf appeared to be almost in shock, his eyes remained close as he tried to regain his even breathing, for now it was coming in ragged pants following his first release in so many years.
 
Many men had enjoyed their rosebud played with as she gave the oral pleasure. It was something she offered and he seemed all to willing and receptive of the gentle manipulation. The ends of her hair floated on the surface of the water around her shoulders. Suraya did not penetrate merely toyed with the puckered bud and feeling him further tighten knew it was the right move. Has her mouth not been busy she'd have smiled. Feeling his hands in her hair she moaned, delighting in the closeness.

Her tongue swiped over the sensitive head of his cock before he pulled away in apparent shock. Suraya bit her lip lightly and stood from her knelt position. The guards were quiet for once. Though she wasn't sure of that being a good thing or not. Rising she stepped from the water. She feared she had over stepped some sacred rule Talinath had. It made her feel guilty that she had perhaps gone against his wishes.

Rubbing the provides towel over her flesh she kept her back to him. Not wanting to see the look of disappointment he was surely wearing. Her scraps of clothing were easily placed upon her and in no time she was dressed. Her body ached in a strange and unfamiliar way. As though she longed for the male. Sadly, she knew it was not meant to be and kept quiet about her own wants, needs and desires.
 
Talinath was a bit surprised how quickly she had pulled away from him after she finished cleaning the last traces of his seed from his head. This must be what she was used to, but it somewhat put a damper on his pleasure, to not have the gentle touches post orgasm that he was used to. Her pulling away made him feel like he had used her, reminded him that she was only doing this for him because it was her duty. He took a moment to collect himself but soon rose from the water and began to dry himself. He didn’t look at her, a bit embarrassed, he figured he had made a big mistake giving in like that, but she had really seemed like she wanted him, and yet she could not get away from him fast enough.

Towel wound around his narrow waist he watched the approach of the guards. They handled him roughly as they bound his hands again to lead him back into the hall. “It was obvious this time that it was almost a formality, for he had proved earlier that he was nowhere near helpless even in this position, even secured.

The guards shoved him through the door to his cell almost throwing him through the door. The elf stumbled but regained his balance quickly. They had unshackled him just before they shoved him through the door. Suraya was shoved through next, and Talinath caught her, with one hand on hers, the other hand on her shoulder. When he was sure she was steady he turned away from her and moved to his cot. He had just started to open up to her but now he had shut down. An outsider would know they had just both misunderstood the others actions, intentions and behaviors, but from the inside they did not have this knowledge.
 
Her golden eyes flitted over him as they were shoved forward toward his cell. Her heart pounded away behind her breasts, she felt horrible. He'd called her a woman and stated she wasn't a whore, yet she acted the part out to perfection, it was a horrible feeling in the pit of her stomach to know she'd used him for her own wants, when he'd stated and acted very obviously against them.Her lips were pressed into a soft line, the full portions of her lips quivered slightly in remembrance of their shared and heated kisses. One's she'd probably never have a chance to feel again.

So lost in thought she had no time to react to the abrupt shove and laugh of the cruel guards. Off balance she was near to crashing into Talinath when she felt his warm hands on her. One clasped her hand and the other her slender shoulder. Gasping she turned her head to look up at him, wet strands of hair clung to her face as her eyes grew wide. It was over all too soon and he barely gave her any time as he turned from her. Her heart broke, he hated her now for using him.

"I-I am sorry..." She sputtered dropping to her knees as a hand traced along his lower back before falling away and landing in her lap as her backside rested on her feet as she sank down. "I... I don't know what came over me Talinath," Her voice was quiet, soft. Full of inflection and emotion, "I should never have pressed myself upon you... fulfilling my own desires to have you instead of waiting until you desired me as well." She stared at her hands curled in her lap.

"I am not used to being unwanted nor being the one that lusts after and wants another like I do you. I will respect your wishes if you would allow me to return to you on your next victory." Suraya was correct with how she felt, not knowing the male had desired her as well. She only wished to have him alone away from the guards and the sooner, the better. Her tongue moved along her lips wetting the surface as a hand slid up along her cheek to push at the wetness she found. Why was she crying, yes her feelings were genuine but was it because he didn't want her? The reaction was unclear and it scared her a bit.

Suraya knew she was not to leave his cell, the only way would be him tossing her out or as it was opened for meal service after the sun was up. She bit her lip in nervousness, unsure if he knew his choices in the matter at all. Risking a glance up at him, her gold depths shimmering slightly as her head tilted upwards in his direction, she felt her pulse beginning to race. Oh how she still longed for this mans touch, her body trembled slightly at the thought.
 
Talinath gazed down at Suraya, seeming somewhat confused. The elf felt many emotions but confusion was the foremost emotion. “What?” was what he finally said. She had wanted him? If she had not just been doing such as her duty why had she pulled away so suddenly?

Taking a deep breath the elf finally voiced something to that effect, “My anger came from the swiftness with which you pulled away. It seemed to me that you could not get away fast enough…” he cleared his throat, “In my culture, such gifts to another are not given lightly, and the moment is lived and shared to the fullest, such moments are not squandered by rushing off. We elves do not take delight in what do the humans call it…” he seemed to think, “A quickie.” His lips twitched for a second like he were going to smile. “You made me feel such pleasure, and for a moment there I actually thought you genuinely wanted to do such a thing, and not just because you are a pleasure slave and it is your duty, however when you stepped away like that it made me feel.” He searched for the right word and finally shrugged. “I am unsure of the right word for the emotion.”

There were so many things he wanted to say after her words, however he waited for her response to what he had said, he felt even more than the fact that they were different, elf and human, they were somehow not on the same page. The elf was not even sure he knew what page he was even on. Why had this human come into his life and stirred up things? He had been comfortable with his indifference, with not feeling. It was undesirable, but something he had grown used to. However, not even in his life 2 hours, this young woman, Suraya, had turned his emotions upside down.
 
She chewed at her lip as his first word came, she dipped her head down again as her eyes averted. Now, she was confused as well. Why was he confused, she'd admitted that she wanted him and still did but that she would now hold back until he wanted her as well. She lifted from her position of kneeling, desperately hoping that things would work out, perhaps he'd understand or he'd explain, his intake of breath alerted her to his mind still working on it.

Suraya lifted her head suddenly to meet his gaze, a soft smile upon her full lips. He was upset because she pulled away, she almost laughed. So lost in the moment he'd probably failed to remember when he gave her his name that she stated she wanted him but not in front of the guards. Their pleasure was their own not for the guards, at least she felt this way with him... the feelings were confusing.

"I did want to do that, for you... I'm sorry, I didn't mean to make you feel used." Her words were soft, "It is my job to be used and you don't make me feel like that. I was happy to allow your seed to flow beyond my lips and for my hands to caress your body Talinath. I only pulled away because I wished to have you alone in here. In this room we can be together with no eyes watching, our pleasure is our own. I only meant to hurry back here."

Her hands, while she spoke had come forward and moved around his trim waist. Stroking the skin softly, gently as she moved closer to his frame. "I didn't want to allow the guards more show than that... you were and are my focus." She placed her lips gently along his chest, up his neck and against his ear. "If I ask... will you take me to bed?" She nipped at his ear timidly, he'd said to be gentle and she was.
 
Talinath almost wanted to chuckle at the entire situation. “We seem to be suffering from misunderstandings.” He said with a slight smile.

He could feel her moving closer to him once again. He felt her lips trail up his neck and then come to his sensitive ear. Touching an elf’s ears was the equivalent to making a very overt sexual invitation, and in some cases could be considered to be using an elf’s body against them, meaning if unwilling, it could be almost like rape. However, he was not unwilling, however he was unsure if she knew the effect her warm breath and lips were doing to him. He was good at resisting, but…not that good.

Talinath cleared his throat, his hands resting on her shoulders almost as if he was going to push her away, but yet, he didn’t. He cursed this woman inwardly, for stirring his senses, for lighting such fires within him. He did not respond verbally, he seemed frozen as if he were not sure which move was the best move, unsure if he knew truly what he wanted. He wanted her that much was growing clearer to him with each passing second.
 
She nodded at his words, they were both confused and for very different reasons. Her head drew back as his hands moved to her shoulders. Her golden eyes clear of anything but desire. Albeit a bit of clouded confusion at his touch. Did he not want her? She faltered in her moment of confidence before sighing and moving back gently.

Suraya watched him as she undressed, slowly her top came unknotted and she moved it from around her body. Her lips curled up in a gentle smile as she moved, the bells on her ankle tinkling as an ever present reminder of who she belonged to. The skirt unraveled and revealed her smooth skin to him once more before she slowly came back to him. Her hands moved along his stomach and chest.

Never once touching the towel she pressed her lips to his pulse, tiptoeing to place the kiss. "I will not push you Talinath, I will be here when you are willing..." She allowed her breath to dance along his collar before she pulled back from him. Her body moved to the narrow pallet that he called a bed. They smelled strongly of him, a comforting thought as she lay down on the soft top.

Her eyes bid him to come to her, her body warm and willing. However, she knew he was skittish and so wait was what she planned on doing. Sleep could take them tonight, she would have him when he was ready, as long as it didn't take too long. Her eyes traveled up to the top of 'room', the tunnel above appeared dark and unoccupied, but she knew better. A guard probably stood watch, waiting to report it all back to the master. Her thoughts released it and focused on Talinath.
 
The former elf lord watched her undress until the bell was the only thing she wore. He wanted to remove it for to him it was a reminder of her captivity, however he knew that he couldn’t request that, there were some things the slave women couldn’t do, that was one of them. They also could not be asked to kill a gladiator, or an opponent, the women were pawns, just of the masters not of their gladiators.

He couldn’t help the heat that came into his eyes watching her, she was beautiful. She seemed so exotic, her body looking different than any elven woman he had ever seen. For starters, her eyes were a shade never seen in high elves, some gray elves were rumored to have a sort of amber eyes, but he had not had a lot of exposure to that variety of elf. Talinath let his towel fall away and reached to pull on a fresh tunic. He did not bother with pants, for he typically only slept in a tunic or shirt of some kind. He sat on the edge of the cot the folded garment in his hands; he had not yet donned the cloth. He saw her naked, and thought about how good she had made him feel, thought of what it would feel like to lay down with her just as he was, to feel bare flesh on bare skin. He imagined those full breasts, larger than elven woman’s pressed against his chest. He imagined her beneath him, imagined what it would be like to let his touches explore her body, thought about allowing her to touch him again. The elf was finding it more and more difficult to resist her charms, what was it about her? He had resisted for so long, why did he feel like giving into this human woman? Was he so desperate?

Finally Talinath laid aside the tunic sitting on the cot fully naked. He also in that moment wished he could have more than physicality from this woman, wished he could tell her truths about himself, peel back the web of falsehoods he had woven to protect himself and the ones he cared about so many years ago. He wished in that moment that he could be who he truly was, but no, even though he had felt something stirring here, something a little different than what he had expected to feel, he must still remain guarded, he must still remain Talinath.

As he sat there, the elf began to stretch, as he tried to loosen tense muscles. “You did very good work on the wounds.” He murmured, his accent sounding thicker since he spoke quietly. “I appreciate the help.” He added. Even if it was her duty, he felt grateful the wounds were tended to.
 
Suraya watched him just as closely, her golden eyes scrutinizing ever decision she made and debated on whether it was the right one or not. Her eyes followed the towel until it pooled at his feet. Seeing the tunic in his hands she allowed her eyes to close. He wasn't ready, but he wanted her and he'd allowed her to have him a bit... that was enough to please the master. She hoped it was true.

A beating was not the way to go, her flesh was too tender for such treatment though she knew it was a very real possibility. That or he'd force her to please the guards, this caused her body to ache in a wrong way. Stifling her emotions she drew her eyes open and up over his back as he sat on the edge. She lifted a hand but pulled it back, not wanting to startle him. She knew what his touch had felt like and imagined him touching her as they lay there this evening. Would he allow his touches to turn into something more?

She bit her lip and waited silently until his decision had been made, it seemed like a longer time but it wasn't. A little victory came as he sat the tunic aside. She smiled and rose up to her knees behind him, watching the way he moved. Her hands were warm as they began to move over his flesh. "I am glad you like the work I did... I don't mind Talinath. It makes me happy when you are not in pain." She slowly worked the kinks out of his shoulders and moved slightly lower to his mid back then up to his neck.

"Your work on me was much better, better than anything I could ever do." She giggled softly, she knew why he didn't treat himself. To do so would mean out of the ring and into a pit even worse than this one here. "It sounds like everyone has settled down..." There were only a few muffled moans, whether pain or pleasure it was hard to tell at this point. So distorted and far away. She pressed her lips to his neck, "Will you hold me Talinath... it has been too long." She had urges and desires as well, but suppressing them was something she did on a daily basis, however with him they were much stronger than any others she had known.
 
Talinath had sat there still absorbed in his thoughts, wanting – wishing – for more. He was drawn back from the land of his thoughts as He felt warm hands on his shoulders. Why did her touch have to feel so good, so right? Why did it move him so? Her touches were innocent, but his body was already beginning to react, stirring and beginning to rise to the occasion.

He let out a soft moan as she worked out knots that Talinath had been sure were permanent. He stretched and exercised almost religiously, he typically did not let his body get so tense and knotted; however lately despite all of his efforts tension had claimed him more and more. He found that there were kinks in his neck and back that he could not get rid of. He could feel a few of those loosening now under her skilled fingers and palms.

He nodded to her comment that everyone had settled down. “Yes, they all keep me up so often, perhaps I should make you scream so that it is they who are kept up this time.” His words were not truly serious, but more showing the first flash of humor he had shown, dark as it was.

He had not answered her question about holding her, he found that he did not know what to say, his honor demanded that he push her away and say no, however the man he had once been craved that, relished the thought of it. He opened his mouth as if to accept her offer, but then closed it again, deciding he would just enjoy the moment, and go where things felt comfortable.
 
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