My Servant Is An Elf Knight From Another World

Chapter 493: Our Moment, Part 4 (R-18)

A shift of the knees here, a touch of her hips there, and suddenly gravity felt a thousand times heavier than it was before.

I had to fight to keep upright, to not just fall and immediately bash my chin on her chin, I couldn’t risk that, I couldn’t risk doing anything stupid. This moment needed to be right, more than anything, it needed to be perfect... for her, all for her...

In the night, we were just a jumble of entangled limbs, the wrong move, the wrong adjustment, and there goes someone’s knees crushing someone’s thigh... I nearly did.

But instinct, that raw animalistic impulse, and that bright green glow of her gaze, silently begging, showing back that same rawness, was my light in the darkness, guiding me between the gap between her thighs, closer and closer... then I reached... the tip of my penis brushing against the surface of her soft narrow folds, and I felt her waist recoil back ever so slightly, saw her folded hands squirming even more, sinking even deeper into her chest.

I knew better than to ask if she was alright. Right now, there was no room for any more confirmations, reassurance, or even doubts. No second guesses, the look in her eyes, I knew she wanted this... I wanted this... for a long, long time...

My knees shifted again, slowly, inch by inch, rubbing the head against her vagina, awkwardly trying to better align myself, to get a feel for where to enter. Through suppressed moans, through stifled gasps, I couldn’t help but notice – the slippery feeling, the dampness... she was a whole lot wetter than I originally thought.

And again, it really was such a mind-boggling disparity to see her this vulnerable, to be this submissive, licentious... from the elegant, soft-spoken yet always self-confident person that I’ve leaned on almost too many times to count now, but I digress... in the end, those trivial things didn’t matter in the slightest.

.....

“Ash,” I spoke in a low voice, and the sound of her name alone seemed to intensify the beating of my heart, harder, faster, emotion threatening to burst. I didn’t even know what I was gonna say, I was stuck there, I said her name again. “Ash, I...”

Really, I didn’t know the words. I only had this feeling, this thought, that words fail to describe. A nervousness, an apprehension, I think... for some reason, I felt so... undeserving, but at the same time, I... I don’t know.

Yet somehow she knew, somehow she understood it, all of it, as if she knew that hesitation in my voice all too well herself, and she most likely did – responding back with just a small tender smile, a simple brief nod.

“It’s you, Master...” She said quietly. “I want it to be you...”

I slowly began to move again, pushing, lightly at first, slowly ramping up in strength as I met some resistance... all the while Ash was doing her best to dampen her voice, pursing in her lips in a long flat line, her expression strained, and her eyes closed tight.

Then, gradually, I felt a warmth begin to pervade, a wetness, a tightness, a squeezing, sensual sensation clamping down on the head of my penis. I felt my shaft throbbing hard, flaring up with the overpowering feeling and craving more – I pushed more, thrusted, even warmer, even tighter, the pleasure – more... even more...

“Mmhm!” Ash made a noise, her hips flexing towards me, and tossed her head about, writhing, I thrust again, and her lips flew wide open, the tremble in her voice failing to be silenced, gasping, “Mast – Ahh...!”

Inside her felt... I can’t even, I don’t even know where to... It felt so good, I just wanted to keep going, deeper in deeper, sinking into her folds, feeling her walls continue to squeeze tighter and tighter... it was all I could think about...

But I stopped, for her, I slowed... I resisted the temptation. This euphoric feeling can go to hell if for even a second it was at her expense.

“Are you...?” I shuddered out a breath. “Ash, are you okay?”

“Don’t ask!” Ash yelled, breathing just as heavily, and I had to blink back my surprise. “Don’t consider! Don’t hesitate! Do not worry for me, do not stop for me!” then just as much of a surprise, if not more, I felt her long legs coil themselves around my hips, lightly nudging, pushing... urging. “Just love me, love me to your fullest, Master... let me see it, let me feel it, all of it! I care not for anything else, so in turn... neither should you.”

I swallowed.

“I had wished for this moment, Master, for far longer than you could have ever known... so I beg of you...” ” She urged again, pushing even more. “Don’t stop again...”

And there it went, the last of myself, the remaining sliver of rationality I had, vanquished in an instant. I complied with her request... and without another moment’s hesitation, quickly slammed my hips into hers. ????????????????????????d. ????????ｍ

She yelled, loudly at that. The intensity of her voice still sounding as lingering echoes in the night sky, but just as she requested, I didn’t care to care... and just let myself be consumed by that feeling, pounding her as hard as I could.

Suddenly in the whirling blur of depravity, I saw her arms fly, seeking for comfort, and found me, then seized me, her fingernails burrowing deep into my back.

“Ash...!”

I was starting to make sounds now, panting, grunting heavily, louder and faster, mirroring hers, and when her back began to arch up, her trembling lips parting once again, I took that chance and crash my lips into hers, containing both of our noises into one another, as we kept pushing, as we kept pulling, rocking both of our hips back and forth, wanting nothing, desiring nothing... but each other.

And best yet, it wouldn’t settle... the feeling never waned, it just continued to rise and rise, it wanted more and more of her, so I searched, entangled in the knots of her hair, in the sweat glistening on her skin, the drool painted on both of our lips, and the deep green luster of her half-parted eyes welling with little tears at either end – there, that shimmer, that glowing mirror reflecting back a feeling just as intense, just as gluttonous – that’s what I wanted it, I wanted to see more of it.

And my wish was granted. The night sky grew brighter and brighter, and at first, I feared that time had been lost by me... and the sun had already risen, until I saw skies dim again, then brighten once more... green... glowing... like the shimmer in her eyes.

I looked around at our surroundings... the same pulsing green lights – fireflies. Swaying, hovering from all around us. Like our own personal stars twinkling in the night sky, revealing everything in its glow... the sweat glistening on our bodies, the steam of our breaths in the cold darkness, and our emotions, for the first time in the longest time... I could see Ash clearly now, her expression, the love I heard, I felt, for the longest while... I could finally see it.

And just like everything else about her, it was the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen.

Ash saw them too, glimmering, glowing, and normally, such a sight would mesmerize her, fascinate her to the point where she could focus on nothing else, but here, but now, the only thing that reflected back in her eyes – was me.

“Master...” She whispered, panting... taking me in an embrace, enveloping me in her soft mounds. “I hope you... didn’t... forget...”

I felt my lips kiss her chest, lightly, continuously, before gradually moving again, mustering myself the strength for a long tender night ahead of ourselves.

“I didn’t.”