"We're just sleeping, aren't we?"

"Mmmm," Eldwyn sighed. "Just sleeping..."

"It's just that the bed is so small," he continued. "There's **** but to lie so closely together."

"Yes... ****," she replied, taking his hand and hugging it like a stuffed toy.

He spread his fingers against her chest, not failing to notice her tiny, hardening nipples. He was not unaffected by the feminine body against his own, either, and he began to feel himself grow erect. He considered pulling back, not wanting to scare her, but she'd already felt it nudging against her ass. She froze for a moment, but Lucas gave her hand a gentle squeeze, and she slowly relaxed and even pressed back against him.

Lucas could not stop his own body from responding in kind, his hips gently pushing against hers.

"Lucas," Eldwyn whispered. "You're so big... W-will it hurt?"

Lucas' breath caught as he realized what she was asking. "It might. A little. We don't have to, if you don't want to. We can just sleep."

His heart beat like a hammer and he tried to will himself calm, but he wanted this. Eldwyn was young and Elves were delicate. This almost felt like defiling her—but that made it all the more alluring. He wanted her.

"No. I trust you," she replied softly. Her cheeks were burning now, but she didn't move away. "You... You can do anything you want to me."

"Anything?" He asked. "What if I wanted to take off your panties?"

"Y-yes..."

"There'd be nothing between us, would there? But maybe I'd want even more than that."

"Nnnn," she moaned.

"Maybe I'd tell you to suck me again."

"Mnnnn..."

"Hmm, no, I don't think so. Something else. How about that tight little ass of yours?"

"Please," Eldwyn whimpered. She grabbed his hand and guided it between her legs. His hand cupped her panties, feeling her own fully erect member pulsing underneath it. He kept his muscles relaxed, allowing her to only grind softly against it. "I need it..."

He wanted to hear her say it. "Is that what you want? Do you want me to fuck your ass?"

"Ohh, yes... I want you... to fuck me... please," she cooed.

"Dirty girl." he said with a grin. "Very well, then. I need to grab something real quick first, though. Stay right here, don't move a muscle."

"I-I won't, sir."

He untangled himself from her and made his way to the kitchen, grabbed what he needed. He managed to restrain himself enough to keep from running, but otherwise he felt sure he'd never crossed his home faster.

When he returned she was in the exact same position as he'd left her.

"Good girl," he said, before noticing her panties had been drawn halfway down her thighs. He met her eyes and she blushed fiercely. "That's strange. I must've taken those down earlier."

"Y-yes, sir," she whispered.

"Turn around for me, on hands and knees."

"Yes, sir," she said, doing as he asked.

He knelt beside her, placing one hand on her lower back. He showed her the bottle of olive oil. "Let's get you nice and oiled up first." Lucas dipped his finger into the oil, then let a few drips fall into the crack of her ass, watching as it slowly beaded down, past her anus. It continued down her taint, before finally drying up just as it began to make its way along her balls.

"Gently, now." He murmured as he drew lazy circles around her tight asshole with his fingertip. She shivered in response, an almost-suppressed moan escaping from her lips.

"You like that?" He flicked the tip of his finger against her puckered star, drawing a quiet gasp and a nod.

Lucas poured more oil onto her rosebud, letting it slowly sink in as she spread her legs wider. Her rod bounced a bit as he poured the liquid gold all over her backside. He had planned to just oil up her entrance, but he found he enjoyed how smooth and soft it made her skin look as it shimmered in the lantern light, and continued rubbing it all over her behind.

Lucas continued to massage the oil into her, gently rubbing her hole, but never dipping a finger inside. He was rewarded with soft whimpers she made no effort to stifle. She looked adorable, with her face burning red and her ears twitching with yearning. He put his finger back on her tight bud, applying gentle pressure. Her hips bucked slightly, pressing back into his finger, and with a soft slick noise, it slipped in all the way to the third knuckle.

"Ahhh," she moaned at the intrusion, a light tremble in her voice giving away her arousal.

"Does it hurt?" he asked, not moving his finger.

"A little..." she whimpered. "But it's a... good hurt."

He twisted his finger around, crooking his fingers upwards to find the sensitive on the front wall that made her moan climb in pitch. Eldwyn pushed back against his fingers, but Lucas avoided pushing them in too hard or fast... for now, anyway.

She twisted her hips around as he pushed his finger in and out in slow, agonizingly gentle thrusts. She was relaxing fast, the pleasure now clearly overcoming the pain.

"You ready for another finger?" he asked.

"Mmh, hmm," she moaned, nodding her head rapidly.

Lucas slowly slipped a second finger into her hole alongside the first, grinding the tips against the sensitive walls with every push in and every pull out. Eldwyn's soft cries grew louder as he continued, and he had to grip her hip to keep her from bucking too much and throwing him off.