Waking for an Early Day – 3B-QO

Chapter 3 – Getting Underway (continued)

Kaylen woke slowly, emerging from an arousing dream to the awareness of the stiffest most uncomfortable morning wood he could ever remember. It was a short step from there to recall the events of the previous night. He was aware of noticing Talindra leave their shared bedroll during the night to go on watch, but he didn’t remember feeling her return, yet here she was her head on his chest, and her braid draped over one of her shoulders and across his torso.

He groaned softly, and stroked Talindra’s hair before placing a gentle kiss on the crown of her head, as he felt her stir against him. “Are you awake?” He whispered.

“I am.” She informed him, then turned her face up to him and looked at him in the dim light filtering through their canvas canopy. “I’m curious; do you always start your days aroused? That seems like it would become inconvenient, especially on the road.”

Kaylen chuckled, and shook his head, blushing. “No, not always. But when I wake up with such a beautiful woman in my arms, I just can’t help it.”

“Do you not practice discipline?” She asked, her tone playful.

“I do. Maybe not enough. But maybe I don’t need to when I have a willing woman to help me out.”

“Oh.” She glanced down, to where her hand was hovering at his hip, as if considering if she should touch his manhood through his trousers. “Are you… asking me to finish you?”

“I would appreciate it, but only if that’s something you’re interested in.”

Her brow furrowed as she met his gaze. “I would very much like to touch you, but I am uncertain if I wish to finish you.”

“What could I do to convince you? It wouldn’t take very long.”

She looked away, her cheeks turning a startling shade of pink, “You have me at a loss for words.” She returned her green eyes to his, “Promise me a more thorough satisfaction of my curiosity when next we have time and privacy.”

“You have my word. That is an easy promise to make.” He assured her.

“What is required for you to finish?” She asked as she turned her attention to unfastening his trousers. “Aside from intercourse. I am not currently sexually aroused, merely curious.”

“You could finish me with your hand, or your mouth.”

“I mean no offense, but I do not think I should like the taste.” She admitted.

“You might be surprised, but your hand will do fine, for now.”

“Maybe if you washed immediately beforehand.” She slipped her hand inside his trousers and fished out his erection, “There is hair…” She observed as her fingers brushed against the dark curls of his pubic hair.

“Yes. Do elves not grow pubic hair?”

Talindra shook her head, “I have not heard this term before. Elves grow hair only on their heads. Male elves do not even grow beards the way humans or dwarves do.” She traced her fingers along his length, seeming to marvel at the way it moved and throbbed under her touch. “What do I do?”

“Wrap your hand around it, and stroke up and down. Just be gentle; it’s sensitive.”

She nodded, and soon was stroking him slowly and gently. Her hand was surprisingly soft, and she paid attention to his reactions. Once she’d started, he didn’t have to give her a single direction as she learned to swirl her palm over the crown, rub along the underside of his head with her thumb, or smear a finger into the precum that leaked from the tip.

His hips bucked as his release drew near, “Lynn, gods! I’m close.” He murmured, causing her to pause for a brief moment, and glance around.

“Roll towards me, so I can aim your release against the rock.” She said, shifting deftly out of the way as he did as she’d asked, and her hand movements resumed. His natural lubrication spread along his shaft was making slick sounds as her hand moved up and down, and twisted one way and then the other, and finally with a muffled cry, he came, hard. A half dozen powerful spurts painted the side of the boulder just inside the nook they laid in, and Kaylen collapsed, breathing heavily.

“Thank you for that.” He managed to get out, laying on his back looking up at Talindra as she examined a bit of his cum between her fingers.

“Taste it.” He urged.

She met his gaze then glanced back at her hand. “Give it a try, it won’t hurt you. If you don’t like it, then you’ll know.”

She nodded, and brought her fingers to her lips, her tongue flicking out to taste the sticky white fluid. She made a face, and Kaylen couldn’t help but chuckle. “I guess it’s an acquired taste.”

“I suppose it must be.” She agreed.

“May I have a taste?” Alanthea’s sudden request caused Kaylen to cry out, he was so startled.

“Holy shit, Alanthea!” He murmured, trying to calm his pounding heart.

“You shouldn’t swear in front of a priestess.” The blond admonished, “I am curious as well, may I have a taste, Master?”

If he hadn’t just come, he thought Alanthea’s eager curiosity might have been enough to arouse him all over again, but it wasn’t really his decision at this point. “Ask Lynn if she’s willing to share.”

The elf sighed as those pale blue eyes turned to her, “You may have a taste.” She said, extending her hand towards the priestess.

The blonde girl took hold of Talindra’s slender wrist, her eyes wide, and brought those fingers to her mouth, wrapping her lips around one fingertip and suckling gently. Kaylen thought it was one of the hottest things he’d ever seen, but all too soon, it was over. “Salty.” The priestess observed in a quiet tone.

Talindra nodded, “Bitter. Not to my liking.”

“He likes seeing us taste it.” Alanthea observed, drawing attention to Kaylen.

“I did.” He saw no reason to lie to them, “But I think we had better start getting ready to move out.”

Talindra turned back towards Kaylen and extended her hand, “Do you have some magic that can clean this, or should I go wash in the stream nearby?”

So Kaylen cast a quick scouring spell, first on Lynn, then on himself before refastening his trousers. “If you’re awake, I’m going to assume most everyone else heard us as well.” Kaylen said to Alanthea.

“Yeah, we’re awake.” Ursa muttered from just past their nook. Kaylen leaned out into view and saw Ursa’s back as she lay on her bedroll near one end of the shelter.

“Well, I guess that confirms how little privacy there is here.” He had the decency to blush. “Let’s break camp.”

Ursa sat up, and nodded, and Kaylen turned back to the two pale-haired girls in the now crowded nook. Talindra reached for her clothes and began dressing, and after a moment, Alanthea returned to her own bedroll to do the same.

Kaylen began dressing as well, starting with his boots, then pulling on his aketon and chainmail. By the time he emerged from the nook, most the others were already awake and were in various stages of getting themselves ready, with Dinnae seeming to be the only one lagging a little as she yawned while fumbling with her armor.

After ensuring they were all awake, and beginning to break down the canvas awning, it was only a matter of minutes before the horses were packed, and everyone was dressed and geared up ready to ride.

They made their way back on the road in the same formation as the previous day, with Lyria and Talindra up front, followed by Kaylen and Alanthea, Janel and Danny, and finally Ursa in the back. They ate a quick breakfast while they rode along the path, the sounds of the forest gradually waking and coming alive around them. Less than an hour later they emerged into the cleared lands in front of the gates of the logging village, Glenvale.

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