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Alternaverse: A Moment Of Comfort	By : HuntressSkyfire Category: Comics > Elfquest Views: 1875 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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A MOMENT OF COMFORT
This is third in my series of stories titled Alternaverse. If you wish to read the other stories that will come before and after this tale, look for me as Huntress Skyfire over on www.fanfiction.net
All words contained within * * are sendings between elves.

Cutter remembered what Skyfire had said about longing for simpler delights in life, like lovemating. It had been a while for him between lovematings, he realized at that moment. Nightfall still dallied with him on the rare occasion, but her heart was firmly wrapped up with Redlance's and, for mainly that reason, lovemating was never quite as fulfilling as it had once been, even though she remained one of his strongest friends. Glancing quickly back up the tunnel, Cutter assured himself that he and Skyfire could not be seen by the others where they gathered. Nor would any come interrupt this meeting of chiefs, not for any reason save something life-threatening. And that was unlikely to occur.
Turning his attention back to the elf maiden in his arms, Cutter began moving his hands over her back, slowly at first so as not to frighten her. Skyfire sighed contentedly at the gentle massage and shifted closer, resting her head against Cutter's shoulder and placing her arms loosely around his neck.
For a long while, Cutter continued slowly rubbing Skyfire's back through the shirt she wore. The sensitive point of her ear was currently within reach of his mouth but he left it alone for now. He wondered briefly if Skyfire realized what he was planning, but knew that it didn't matter. He would only go so far before gaining her consent for anything more. She would either accept or reject him in the end - of which he preferred the former choice - and if she refused a full joining, then at least he could bring some comfort to her until she did push him away.
Skyfire was innocent of Cutter's intentions - still a bit emitionally wrung out from telling her tale - but was happily enjoying his attentions and saw no reason to pull away. Her first inkling of what Cutter was planning came when he pulled the hem of her shirt up and placed his hands directly on the skin of her back.
"Mmm," she sighed happily, nuzzling his neck in appreciation.
Cutter merely smiled in turn and moved his hands higher, pushing her shirt up in the process. His fingertips felt a criss-crossing network of scars and he wondered what horrors Skyfire had suffered during her slavery. But she was free now and he was determined that he remind her of a few of the delights of freedom.
"That feels good," she whispered dreamily.
"Do you want more?" Cutter asked lightly. He wanted her to say yes, but he wouldn't get upset if she didn't Lovemating was for fun, affection, comfort, and especially love. If one of these didn't exist for Skyfire, he would carry it no further and would go back to holding her - if that was truly her wish.
"I think... I think I'd like that," Skyfire replied after a thoughtful moment. She pulled one hand from his neck and undid the laces at the front of her shirt.
Cutter, sensing what she wanted, leaned back and slid her shirt over her head. He tossed it aside and turned his gaze to her breasts, admiring them.
Skyfire began to grow uncomfortable the longer Cutter was silent and finally had to say something. "Cutter, is anything wrong?"
Cutter flashed her a brillant smile that gleamed even in the darkness of the cave. *You're beautiful,* he sent, so that she would know he spoke honestly. It was impossible to lie when conversing in this way.
Skyfire returned his smile. "Don't just look..." She reached for his hands. "Touch." She put his hands where she wanted them - directly on her breasts. "Much better," she said with a satisfactory air.
Cutter began to play with her breasts, massaging them gently, pinching and rolling the nipples between his fingers. He couldn't help feeling a little smug as Skyfire closed her eyes and let her head fall back - a move which pushed her breasts more firmly into his palms. He lowered his head and captured one nipple between his lips, sucking hard on the pink peak. Skyfire's hands cradled the back of his head, her fingers inserting themselves into his hair.
Cutter released the nipple slowly, letting it slide out of his mouth. Skyfire shivered as the cool air in the cave slid over the dampened skin. Cutter switched his attentions to her other breast, the nipple already hard in anticipation of his lips and tongue.
"You're very good at this," Skyfire commented, rubbing her cheek against the top of Cutter's head. The hair of his chief's lock brushed against her forhead, the sensation slightly ticklish. Cutter's only reply was to tug a little harder with his lips, making Skyfire gasp and press even closer. Her cheek brushed against the pointed tip of his ear and she turned to capture it in her mouth. She bit down gently, careful not to break the skin.
Soon, both wished to take things further. They released each other and stood, Skyfire taking the initiative and relieving Cutter of his bear fur vest. She took her turn to admire, to touch and give pleasure as Cutter had, while he kept a loose grip on her delicate waist.
"Enough!" Cutter exclaimed suddenly. He slid down until he was kneeling before Skyfire and began working her pants down over her hips. She stod very still, moving only when Cutter touched her ankles, indicating that he wanted her to step out of her breeches and foot coverings. He took the opportunity to tease her a little, running his fingertips lightly up and down her legs. He came close the the juncture of her thighs several times only to move away, leaving the promise of greater pleasure as yet unfulfilled.
When Skyfire thought she could stand no more, she reached for Cutter's hands and urged him to his feet. He went willingly, watching silently as she undid the ties to his loincloth and removed the rest of his clothing, going about it agonizingly slow, licking bare flesh as she went.
Cutter pulled away before she could engulf the head of his swollen maleroot in her warm, wet mouth. Her eyes followed him as he circled her slowly, with the lithe grace only a Wolfrider could possess. He stopped and knelt directly behind her, his hands gripped her waist and pulled her back against his chest. She braced her hands on his knees, which were now framed by hers, and let him do as he willed.
Closing his eyes, Cutter went by feel alone. One hand slid up Skyfire's ribcage to cup her breast, the other moved down between her thighs. His fingers parted the soft curls and explored the hidden cleft. She was wet, slick with the dew of passion. Blood pooled thicker in his loins with the realization that he had brought her to this point. It made him want to grasp her hips, raise them high, and then mount her like an alpha wolf did to his mate. Only his determination held him back. He was not very old by elf standards, but he knew that females could be brought to pleasure more easily and more often than males could. He intended she come to her own pleasure at least once before he joined his body to hers.
Skyfire gasped and arched her back as she felt one of Cutter's fingers insert itself deep inside her. The hand Cutter held at her breast went firmly around her waist, keeping her firmly in place as he continued to pleasure her. She squirmed in his arms, mewling cries of pleasure escaping her throat.
A second finger soon joined the first, stretching her sheath even wider. His teeth bit down into her shoulder, then he began a slow path of nips and licks toward her neck. His face brushed up against the lower lobe of her ear and - after remembering that he had left her ears untouched earlier - licked his way slowly from bottom to top. He repeated the act several times before capturing the pointed tip in his mouth. As he sucked on her ear, much as he had done to her breasts, Cutter was aware of the increasing tension in Skyfire's body. She was as taut as a newly strung bow and he knew that it wouldn't take much to make her snap.
Waiting until the last possible moment, Cutter released Skyfire's waist to grab hold of her chief's lock, pulling her head back to cover her mouth with his own. Thusly, he swallowed her passionate cries and kept her from alerting the other elves as to what they were up to. Not that it would truly matter if they knew, but Cutter preferred it this way, something special shared between two chiefs that had been through so much in their lives.
The tension easing from her body, Skyfire relaxed and let herself rest back against Cutter. She knew he wasn't finished yet - the feel of his thick maleroot pressing firmly against her back told her so - so she took this time to recover before he renewed his sensual attack.
After giving Skyfire a few moments to recover, Cutter began again. His hands directed her movement, turning her over and laying her on her back. Next he grabbed some of their discarded clothing and wadded it up, making a pillow which he gently placed beneath her head.
Cutter moved between Skyfire's legs, spreading and raising them so that her body was completely open to him. She lay there, smiling dreamily from her recent orgasm and watching Cutter as he admired her body. He bent over her and buried his nose between her breasts, inhaling her scent. She idly stroked the back of his head, revelling in the closeness they currently shared.
Intimacy, it was what she had truly been missing all of these years. On the months-long journey from her old holt to here, then the six turns spent underground with the trolls, Skyfire had not lovemated with anyone in her tribe. Things had been too stressful following the loss of the tribe, her taking up leadership and deciding to bring the remaining elves in search of other elves which might not have even existed anymore, or live in the same area if they were even still alive. Then, below in the caverns, there had been little opportunity for such things.
Now, though, she was free to enjoy being with Cutter. Even if it happened to be for only this one night, she'd take what Cutter had to offer and hope that she gave back enough that he was truly satisfied in return.
Cutter, unaware of the thoughts flitting through Skyfire's mind, started to work his way down her body. His hands glided down her soft curves, his mouth keeping busy tasting her skin. He enjoyed the quiet noises she made, knew by those sounds that she was enjoying what he was doing. His body longed to join with hers with an increasing intensity but he continued to hold back, wanting to continue pleasuring her first, to rebuild her need for joining with him.
Skyfire raised herself up on her elbows to watch Cutter work his mouth over her stomach, continuing his downward journey. He stopped just before the curls of hair which guarded her most intimate area.
Skyfire nearly cried aloud in protest when Cutter stopped. She wanted to beg him to take her and end her pleasurable torment. But before a sound could escape her lips, Cutter's fingers were already parting her nether lips to reveal delicate pink flesh made slick and shiny by her body's own moisture.
Cutter found it awe-inspiring, this part of a female's body. It could give and receive enormous amounts of pleasure, and was the tunnel through which new life entered the world. He would never wish himself to be a maiden - he was what he was and was quite happy with what chance had given to him - but he wondered sometimes about those experiences which were uniquely female. He lowered his head slowly, taking time to sniff this wonderful, intoxicating scent up close.
Skyfire watched as Cutter inhaled deeply over her mound, his eyes closing as he concentrated on absorbing her intimate scent through his nose. Then his tongue snaked out of his mouth, his head dipped even lower, and slowly, deliberately, he ran his tongue along the full slit of her dampened sex.
"Oooh," Skyfire sighed, letting her head fally back. Cutter continued to use his tongue on her in the same slow, maddening manner. Her body slumped back to the ground, the strength having left her limbs.
"Cutter, please," Skyfire whimpered when she could find her voice.
Almost as if he'd been waiting for just such a sign, Cutter rose up and repositioned himself between Skyfire's spread legs. He reached for one of her hands and brought it between their bodies, wrapped her hand around his pulsing erection so that she could guide their joining. She did so, feeling a sense of power at holding this most vulnerable part of Cutter in her hands. It showed some amount of trust on his side that he had placed that part of himself willingly into her hand. Unable to resist, she stroked his entire length within her fist. She enjoyed watching the tightening of muscles within his thighs. But she didn't want to prolong his sweet torture - or her own for that matter - so she brought him closer and rubbed the head of his maleroot against her opening, then gently guided him inside.
Cutter sank himself into Skyfire slowly, groaning with the effort such restraint took. Her sheath was tight from lack of joining for so long and to hurry now could cause her harm. Once he was entered inside her fully, he began to rock against her slowly, drawing things out to their natural conclusion.
Skyfire, however, had other plans. She urged Cutter to a faster pace, showing him how much she wished for completion by bucking against him wildy.
"Easy now, easy," Cutter's voice, harsh-sounding with the need that pounded in his blood, urged.
Skyfire tried stopping her wild movements, though she couldn't completely still the trembling which shook her, nor the internal muscles that squeezed at Cutter and milked him of his resolve.
Cutter slid his arms under Skyfire's knees and leaned far over her body, the move leaving her wide open for his plunder. He started thrusting again, slowly at first and then quickly buidling momentum. Her hands gripped at his shoulders, drawing him firmly to her so that his forehead pressed against her collar bone.
Cutter held back nothing now - couldn't if he tried - thrusting eagerly. He could no longer try to hold his own pleasure at bay, or else risk going mad from the wanting. Before his mind slipped away from him, his last thought was for Skyfire. He hoped she would explode with pleasure a second time, either before or even when he took his own. He knew deep down that he would have very little strength left, certainly not enough to do anything for this female which lay beneath him so willingly.
Cutter needn't have worried. When his time came and he covered Skyfire's mouth with his own - so that she could take his cries of pleasure into her mouth - she met his cry with one of her own, the sounds mingling together in one long moan of pleasure.
It was a long time before Cutter was able to move and by then Skyfire had fallen asleep. He eased himself out of her slowly, not wanting to wake her, and watched her tenderly for a few moments before gathering their discarded clothing. He dressed himself and then her, then lifted her in his arms and carried her back to where the other elves were gathered, most already asleep themselves.
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