Whispers in the Night

Azurite woke early as always. Being so isolated all the time, you cant rely on people to share information. You must collect it yourself. As expected Epona and the twins Issa and Essa were evicted right as the sunlight cracked the night sky.

As always, Azurite shadowed them from the rooftops. He didn't like being surrounded by people, any one of them could simply brush against him and find out too much, endangering him.

As his compatriots exited the city, Azurite dropped to the floor and listened in on the conversation the girls were having. Apparently we as a collective have been tasked to escort a letter across the country.

How exciting.

The next several days were spent on horseback, blazing a trail cross-country. As the sun began to fall, night after night, Azurite was elected to find spaces to camp, in relative safety.

You'd think after the **** of Zaelfaera, the girls would've learnt to sleep somewhere elevated, away from the fire. But no, Azurite remained the only one sleeping in a tree in the dark. It had become an unspoken rule that Azurite was always to take the first watch of the night.

One night in particular, the Genasi struggled to sleep after his watch. Nobody knew exactly where he slept, which was exactly as he liked it. He heard a sound from the camp, and opened his eyes, turning his head quickly to discern the nature of the sound.

The girls must have decided Issa would take second watch. She was sitting upright on a log near the fire, vigorously brushing her long blonde hair, and peering half heartedly into the darkness every few moments.

Azurite closed his eyes again. That was nothing out of the ordinary for her. She cared more about her apperance than she cared for Azurites life. Another sleepless hour passed, and Azurite heard Issa move in his general direction, presumably at putting at least a small amount of effort into ensuring the safety of her "friends".

Without opening his eyes, Azurite gauged that she was maybe a tree or two away from him when she stopped. There was a gentle thud as her weight hit the floor. It didn't sound like collapsing, more like sitting, so he didn't bother to open his eyes.

A few moments passed and the faint sound of whispering met his tired ears.

"Are you......? Please........ to......."

There was a pause, followed by a long sigh, that was interrupted by a sharp quiet gasp.

"Have.... avoid.....? ..... I ..... wrong?"

The words were too quiet for Azurite to make all of them out. However, after mere moments, the whispers became quiet moans.

Azurite listened closer, concerned that they may be pained moans, it did sound like she was talking to someone.

More quiet moaning.

Azurite finally opened his eyes, and saw Issa's bare hairless leg arched out from behind the next tree over.

Then he heard it. A slick, wet sound. He knew what was happening. Azurite rolled over, but dare not leave the tree, for sake of being discovered, and called out for being a pervert.

Now that he knew what was happening, the wet sounds assaulted his ears like and endless torrent. His subconscious filled his mind with imaginings of what she must look like right now.

His cock began to stiffen between his legs, causing him to shift uncomfortably. Azurite tried his best to fortify himself with reminders of what she was. A lying, manipulative bitch.

It didnt work. But it didnt need to. Before he lost control of himself, the sounds stopped, and a muffled groan reached his ears. Suddenly on guard again, concern replaced the images of the Elf pleasing herself.

Issa's leg had gone from behind the tree. He made out another few whispers as they were uttered.

"Thank..... will...... power..... wishes"

Azurite saw her emerge from behind the tree, red faced and panting. She brought her hand to her mouth, and quickly sucked her middle fingers clean of some glistening substance.

She licked her lips, and smiled proudly before returning to camp.