Marrela tossed and turned in bed restlessly for the second night in a row, unable to find easy sleep. her mind kept racing back to the man who had been showering her with affection, gifts and loving compliments lately and she had been entertaining the thought of allowing him to get close, but this restlessness and burning pressure she was feeling within her chest was too much! The Warlock sat up in bed, half naked and flustered by her uncontrollable feelings. The cold wind blowing in from Northrend did nothing to cool her skin. She crawled out of bed and walked to the window to look across town. Across the city block she could see the bookstore that her suitor ran, Northern Scrolls & Tomes. It was still open, there was a light lit in the front that allowed her to see him several times as he paced his store. He was restless as well. The man who Marrela had her eyes set on was a Night Elf named Morium Serpentbloom, a mage had done more than just make her restless or shower her in gifts, he returned life to her being. Long ago she was murdered by her husband, Tyron Summergale and returned as a forsaken. The two had been friends for a few years, and with her help, Morium was able to cast a powerful spell that brought her back to life at the cost of years of his own life. Marrela couldn't help but think for a moment that were it not for him she would still be an Undead hell raising woman with a mean streak a mile wide. But that honestly had nothing to do with this constant burning feeling she felt. No. She had been alive for more than a year, and they were just friends. She placed her fingers on her soft lips and thought to herself that she didn't want that friendship. She wanted him, at least for tonight. She needed to release this pressure that had been building up over the past week and finally get some sleep. She went to her desk and wrote a few words on a piece of paper, spritzed some of her pomegranate & lilac perfume on it and summoned her succubus, Syneri, to deliver the letter. She went back to the window, waiting with bated breath. --- Morium wasn't faring any better than Marrela with sleeping, though his concerns were elsewhere. He was hoping that she would eventually give him an answer, but he wasn't losing any sleep over it. The Night Elf simply was not tired and had to finish cataloging his new books. That was his main concern until a letter slid into the shop from under the door. He didn't need to be near the door to catch the scent of the warlock’s favorite perfume. He picked up the letter and opened it up. ‘Come over. M.’ He looked to his books and decided to get back to that chore later. He washed up a bit and walked over to Marrela’s home to find the door was cracked open and could hear her humming a melody from upstairs. He closed the front door, then followed the noise to her bedroom door and slowly opened it. “Marrela. I got your letter.” Marrela was sitting at the window, and looked to him. “I'm knew you would. I hope you were not in the middle of something important. I wanted to talk.” He eyed her over, and knew that talking was only a miscellaneous thing the young woman had in mind. She was dressed in a bright red nightgown that was barely see through. Leaving next to nothing for the imagination and her pale complexion only stood out more beneath the red fabric with the moonlight shining on her. He walked over to her and crouched down to her level. “Just to talk?” “Well… That depends if you want to just talk.” She teased as she took his hand in both of hers, staring at it for a few moments and said bluntly, “I don't want to be friends anymore. I want to try out a romantic relationship with you and… Well, take you to bed. “ The night elf chuckled at her blunt statement and said “Well, you are hardly a naive woman and clearly old enough to make this choice and I am thousands of years old.” “Right. So why bother beating around the bush?” “.... Because you are still clinging to your past.” He said as gently as he could, cupping her face and caressing her cheek. “I know you're still hurting.” His words stung her and she sat silently for a moment and held the hand on her face tightly. His words felt like a dozen needles to the heart and she couldn't deny that she was still in pain. Moments of silence passed and she kissed the palm of his hand “Maybe I am… But I am burning up right now and you are the focus of this sensation. You can at least entertain the thought, can't you?” She slid his hand down to her neck, pressing a finger against her artery which throbbed with every heartbeat, and the chord was thrumming violently. She locked eyes with him and slowly leaned in for a kiss. A moment before their lips touched, Morium wrapped her up in his arms and began kissing her firmly, eliciting a few muffled whimpers from her. Morium broke the kiss and whispered “It took you long enough.” He rubbed her cheek, kissing her gently before pulling her into his arms. “Kept you waiting, didn't I?” She cood into his ear before surrendering herself to him. He responded by sliding a hand into her nightgown, easily pulling the gown open and off of her. He put her at an arm's length and eyed her up and down. Her skin looked delicate and free of scars and in the moonlight looked as white as porcelain. Her b-cup breasts were tipped with bright pink nipples that were already hardening from either excitement or from the cold air flowing in the room. Marrela covered her chest shyly and blushed uncontrollably upon being stared at before Morium could look upon her anymore. “We're both adults here, Marrela.” Morium assured her and started undoing his own shirt. Marrela nodded and watched him, her face still flustered as he undressed. He was in great shape for a mage who owned a bookstore in a city of bookworms. He could most certainly hold his own in a fist fight against some fighters she knew. From the upper part of his neck-down, Morium had runic tattoos that connected to one another going down his chest and sides. He was about to remove his pants before Marrela grabbed his hands and pulled them away. “Not too fast now… And let me do that.” She whispered as she slowly unbuckled his pants and leaned up to kiss his chest. She was so small compared to him, with him towering above her by two feet, he would have to crouch down for her to even properly kiss him. The kisses were followed by a couple of light bites and she began to trail down, kissing and nipping her lover and she slid his pants down. When Morium’s pants were down, Marrela paused to look over his manhood. She had only slept with one man before and had seen many nude men before, but she still paused to stare for a moment. He was large, very large in comparison to those she had seen before. Admittedly, her first was very small and others she had seen were limp, never erect. Still, Morium’s long manhood surprised her. There was a bar piercing that went through the head horizontally. A pierced member was something foreign to her but it was strangely arousing to her. She looked up at him and back down to his manhood as she began pumping it lightly, sliding just the head into her mouth. She closed her eyes as she began to pump his length and slide more into her mouth. He tongue moved around to ease it inside. Shw had to keep her mouth open as wide as she could manage. Oh gods… It is so thick. Mmm, and big. How am I going to take it inside? She thought as she slid it out of her nouth,, sucking the sides and kissing the shaft as she worked his length in her hand, gently rubbing his balls with her hand, feeling just how full he was. Morium’s light groans of pleasure made Marrela so wet, knowing she was making him feel good made her want to take him more and more. “Ngh… Take your time, Marrela. There's no rush.” He whispered to her as he cupped the side of her face. He felt just how hot her face was with it being so flustered. Based on the stories that she told him, her first time was more akin to clumsy fumbling followed by strangulation. She had no idea what she was doing, but thankfully she was keeping her teeth off of him for now. He also couldn't deny that he was loving her work, no matter how clumsy it was. She pulled off and kept pumping, looking up to him as she groped one of her breasts with her free hand. She felt Morium twitch in her hand and she just giggled as she stood back up, slowly letting him go. She walked back to the bed, dropping her own nightgown onto the bed and before she settled on it. She looked back to Morium who was taking in the sight of her beautiful figure. It was obvious that there was no way he could pull his eyes away from her. She bent over the bed, reaching back and spreading her soaking lips for him to see how ready she was. She watched him swallow hard when she slid a finger into her own warmth and she noticed a primal look in his eyes. She merely smiled and turned back from him. Suddenly, she felt Morium’s arms wrap around her from behind, his teeth pressing into the side of her neck firmly as one hand squeezed one of her breasts and the other slid down her torso and in between her legs as she felt his cock slide roughly against her labia, grinding against her. The hands of her lover gripped her breasts, rubbed the hood that conceiled her cliteros as his manhood continued to grind against her wet lips. His hot breath danced on the back of her neck as he bit her. “Marrela…” He whispered as he turned her over to face him. He kissed her firmly on the lips as his hands worked more vigorously, bringing forth high pitched moans from her. He broke the kiss and slowly trailed down between her legs, and began licking at her. “H-Hold on!” Marrela gasped, but Morium ignored her and continued to lap at her womanhood. He sucked on her sensitive bud and brought forth a loud, desperate moan from his warlock. She grabbed the sides of his head, pulling him closer and arched her back as he slid his tongue into her. He looked up at her and could only see her perky breasts heaving for several moments before she straightened out. “Morium, just take me, please!” She begged as he began to use his fingers in her in unison with his mouth. The fingering continued but Morium came back up, and he looked in her eyes as he hooked his fingers inside and began rubbing against her inner walls. He smiled when he watched her hazy green eyes snap wide open in surprise and her eyes just began to roll to the back of her head. She relaxed after a few seconds and looked back at him when she felt his fingers slide out of her entrance, only to be replaced by something much thicker. She looked down to see him in position, ready to penetrate her and worried about it fitting. There was no time to think on it though. His throbbing cock was already pressing against her and Marrela could feel her womanhood stretching to accommodate the Night Elfs girth. Fuck! Morium is a lot bigger than I thought - But it's so nice… She thought to herself as she saw it pushing deeper and deeper, and sliding out just to delve back in her again. The first legitimate thrust.came and Marrela tossed her head backwards moaning his name. It was all Morium needed to hear before he pushed inside, sliding deep into Marrela’s womanhood as gently as he could. Marrela couldn't help but scream out and press back against him. She screamed out his name as he began pulling back and pushed back inside. He began to roll his hips into her, harder and faster as he built a rhythm and momentum. “Morium… Morium!” She screamed loudly, grabbing onto his shoulders and digging her nails into his skin. Soon Marrela had shut her eyes and clenched her teeth as Morium began thrusting into her, but not entirely because of the clear size difference between the two, but Marrela began hearing a voice in the back of her head that didn't belong to either her or her new lover. It was that of her ex husband before he took her life over a decade ago. ‘Such a vile woman… Submissive bitch…….. Warlock.’ The words of Tyron Summergale echoed louder and louder until she broke the silence. “M-Morium…” She whimpered in between gasps and moans as her lover kept his pace. She opened her eyes half expecting to see a human instead of a Night Elf, and was relieved to see her fears were unfounded… But the voice began to crawl back. “Yes, Marrela?” He asked, cupping her face tenderly and kissing her forehead lovingly. “Keep speaking… Tell me anything you wish… I just need to hear you.” She begged and kissed him on the lips. She felt relieved to hear just those two words come out from his mouth, but she needed more from him. “Where to begin… Goodness, where?” He stopped thrusting to readjust himself, laying at her side, holding a leg up as he went back inside. “That I have honestly been in love with you for a little over a year? That you, as loud and blunt as you are have a beautiful singing voice that isn't shown enough and that I would love nothing more than to just hold you every night?” He asked his slew of questions as he pounded himself into her, and bit into her light skin in many places that would be visible in any dress she would wear, as if wanting to mark her as his as much as he could. All the confessions caught Marrela off guard and she looked him in the eyes as hard as the passionate moment would allow. She could see that he was being as honest as he could be and she asked “Y-You love me?” Her face was now a bright red color and she considered what it would be like to return such loving words with as much meaning. The question gave him pause, so that he could properly answer her “Of course. When you were Forsaken I still saw the good in you and the kind side of you even then.” He began to kiss her lips once more, exploring her mouth with his tongue. He broke the kiss and whispered, “You invited me over, so I'm here for whatever you need.” Marrela thought for a moment, running her hands along his chest as she traced some of his runic tattoos and said, “Keep going and we'll see where you get with this… Do good enough and you can stay for tonight.” She ran her index finger below his chin with a smirk on her face. Morium smirked as well, grabbing her legs, leaning over here and thrust into her hard while pulling her against him. “Like… This?” Marrela replied with a lustful shriek. Her head tossed back and he continued thrusting hard into her. He could tell she was loving it though. Her nails carved X’s into his back and her legs wrapped around his hips, locked at the ankles. “Mm, are you loving it that much?” “Yes! I never knew it was THIS good! Then again….Tyron would have been done by now.” A hand went over her mouth at the mention of her ex husband. “I know he was the worst, and this is clearly the best you had. But this is you and he. That worm isn't involved.” He released her mouth and saw an even more sultry look in her expression. “Mmm. Forceful. Keep going.” She purred, grinding against him firmly and biting his collarbone. “Gods… What have I gotten into?” He asked playfully, seeing what kind of woman Marrela was turning out to be in bed. He saw that she was going to eventually fight him for control of this passion. “The best night of my life… And hopefully yours.” She answered him, and grabbed his neck. She wanted control. Now. Marrela shoved Morium back on her bed and mounted him. She wasted no time in taking him within. With both hands planted on Morium’s chest she began bouncing up and down, eyes shut blissfully as she moaned happily. Marrela tossed her head back as she took him all the way down to the hilt and quivered on her lover for a moment before rolling her hips back and forth, side to side. Morium reached up and groped her breasts as she rode him, but his hands were slapped away playfully. Morium pulled her down against him and began thrusting up into her insync with her still gyrating hips. She could feel her lover's cock twitching and throbbing for several moments. The sensation was driving her to the edge as well, but not quite. She held onto Morium, laying her face on his chest, muttering his name over and over as he began spilling his thick seed in her. Marrela’s whole body trembled as he climaxed. Much to her dismay, his thrusting stopped, but Marrela sat up on him. She sat up in his lap, rocking back and forth of him, moving a hand down and rubbing at her lips, around his still throbbing manhood. She pulled herself off and felt around for the mess he left in her and lulled ger fingers out tonsee theybwere coated in his seed. Marrela licked some of it and sucked some more off. It's good… Very good… But I need just a little ml ore of b him. I'm so close. She slid Morium back inside. “I'm not done…” She whispered as she began sliding up and down his still hard manhood. Morium pulled her off and held her close, his hands going to work, rubbing her gently before sliding his fingers deep inside and hooking his fingers within as he kissed her neck and lips. She writhed in his arms for several moments before gasping and pressed her legs together lightly as she was finished off. “Done now…?” He asked as he removed his hands from her nethers and held her tightly. She nodded with her eyes half opened and chest heaving. She reached up and kissed him lovingly and rested her head on his chest, falling asleep. Morium draped a blanket over them and ran his fingers through her hair. He looked down to her and whispered, “You've come so far, my love. I will be here for you.” He eventually fell asleep as well. Morning came eventually and when Morium woke up he saw Marrela sitting at the window in a robe, brushing her hair, humming a tune to a song she knew. She looked back at him and stopped to smile at him. "Good morning, Morium, My Dear."
