A delightful meal...

The pretty high elf female sighed softly, as Earendil helped her slip off the last of her heavy armor. Quickly Aredhel wrapped a silken robe around her slender frame, even as she watched the male elf discard his silvery elven chainmail. Pausing to admire his hard muscled male body, even as he pulled on a pair of baggy silken trousers. "I'll get you a bit of dinner..." The handsome male high elf called over his shoulder strolling out of their tent, he was back a few moments later with a bubbling bowl of heart stew in each hand. "It looks like Cirdan and Aerin have slipped off into the forest together... again." The two high elves sharing a chuckle at the wood elves expense, it was common knowledge in the small adventure group that they were enjoying each other's company. Poor Uldarunu had discovered the two of them engaging in a bit of naughty fun less than a week before. The young ranger had been blushing for days afterwards, every time he saw the older cleric and the sneering rogue. Aredhel secretly believed it was why the ranger was gone so long, after all Uldarunu was a rather innocent younger male of barely eighty years of age.

"Not that I'm complaining... at least it keeps him out of trouble." Aredhel answered with a smirk, taking the bowl of stew from her own lover. "All we need is him slipping off and seducing some farmers daughter... like he did that Inn keepers wife back in the port city." The two high elves shared a laugh, knowing that he'd needed Aerin to cast a disease cure on him afterwards. They all know Cirdan was rut about that one... something he proved with some of the sailors on the sky ship that had sailed there on.

"Gods don't remind me... if I have to fight off one more angry husband or cuckolded lover..." Earendil paused as he took a mouthful of stew, shocked at the strangely earthy flavor Aerin was normally a very good cook. This stew was decidedly musky and strange tasting, yet as he swallowed the first mouthful the handsome high elf found himself eagerly shoveling more and more of it into his mouth. "Ammm... Ammm..."

"Strange stew tonight." Aredhel remarked as she poured another spoonful into her mouth, the two of them utterly forgetting about the dark red wine they had poured themselves to drink. As they quickly emptied their wooden bowls, pausing to stare at each other for a long moment. Both feeling strangely eager for more, even as the smiling high elf noticed her lovers erection bulging out the front of his silken trousers.

Kazex stroked his massive cock swiftly, spurting a fourth big load into the stew pot. And then used a big spoon to mix his addictive cum into the elves food, even as he listened to the two high elves talking within their tent. "So... Ummm... would you like another bowl?" Earendil asked as he stood up quickly, smiling as Aredhel nodded her head quickly in agreement.

"Yes please..." The pretty high elf female answered, flashing her handsome lover a coy smile. "Hurry back... I... I'm feeling a bit... like Cirdan." She giggled, winking at Earendil as he picked up her bowl and hurried out to the stew pot.