You draw your face closer to hers...

Her breath-taking smile pierces your cold little heart to the core as she peers down at you under large heavy lidded eyes. Her face is less than a foot away from your own as you can feel her gentle breathing tickle your nose. Feeling the effects of the warmth spreading up through your genitals and this positive feeling of security you take a chance at a romantic gesture.

You drop all pretense of decorum and put your right hand on top of the female elf's thigh and use it as leverage to push yourself straight up, bringing your face right up to hers. You can't quite make the last half inch to her waiting mouth though and you are stuck in an awkward position after failing to seal the deal with your lips. You are only able to hold yourself there at an odd angle for a couple seconds until your arm gives out, but lo! The elf draws her left arm firmly around your neck and pulls you into a sweet and comfortable kiss! You're too stunned to do much about this development and your frozen in surprise and joy as you feel her soft and smooth tongue gingerly enter your fetid mouth. Almost in tandem with the sublime flavor of her elegant tongue on yours comes an equally disconcerting throbbing pain in your chest. It feels almost as though a hot knife had suddenly been applied to your sternum, slowly forcing its way inside of you. Your eyes go wide in surprise and confusion but this shared moment only lasts a second though, and it's over almost as soon as it began.

She releases your head from the embrace of her left arm and lets you sidle back down onto the rock you are both perched on. "You don't surprise me Wallum, but I have to warn you that doing that sort of thing unprovoked will have unintended consequences for both of us." Her warm visage shifts slightly to one of serious focus, but only for a moment. She pats your bald head with her right hand and smiles brightly again.

"My dear goblin, I'm a magical being with potent energies flowing through my veins. My body carries massive potential while it's alive and there are magical properties that protect it against my will in order to protect the source of magic that almost has a mind of its own." After this short description as you look up into her large wet eyes, a pale light pokes out from the center of each of her irises. She calls upon a part of this potent energy and you feel something foreign, ethereal but not altogether uncomfortable enter the inside of your head through your own eyes. You sit there for what seems like a while, your sense of time stretching out to its breaking point, the background scenery fades to black and all you can make out is the shimmering face of the woman next to you.

"See? You're still in one piece, and you are none the wiser of what just happened to you." In the blink of an eye, everything reverts back to its sober form. You blink slowly a few more times and swallow the drool that had pooled in your mouth. "Now that we have that out of the way my little morsel, how about we try that again..." While you're still recovering from the surprise and pain the elf puts her right hand underneath your loincloth and gently wraps her strong but delicate fingers around your quickly hardening penis. Your jaw drops and your eyes roll back into your eye sockets as you feel the warmth of her hand squeeze your shaft bringing it to full length, which forces the thin layer of cloth that conceals your maleness to the side. The **** musk that pervades the area around your dick ascends to eye level, even thicker and more palpable to your large sensitive nose. It smells of rotten potatoes, horrid body odor and sultry grime.

You feel the elf's left arm wrap around your shoulders again, with her left hand gently grazing your cheek. "I love the authentic smell of your filthy penis my dear goblin, it gets me so very hot between my legs. I'm barely able to contain myself with you Wallum, my body calls to you, it wants to have you..." As you turn to face the she-elf her lips embrace yours passionately and affectionately. This time she doesn't stop after only a second though, she continues to probe the inside of your bacteria laden tooth hole, gently wrestling your rough tongue with quick and seductive movements. Sounds of your lips smacking together and the enchanting sound of her sucking on your tongue drive you into rapturous ecstasy. She keeps her right hand firmly gripping your enlarged member, slowly and methodically stroking a large amount of your syrupy precum from the tip of your swollen glans.

She breaks the sultry kiss suddenly and pants heavily into your face, turning her glance down towards your rock hard dick overflowing with lubrication. "I want you inside of me so badly Wallum. But..." She looks back into your wide eyes, a look of desperation etched on her brow. "But it cannot be done now without serious risk to you and I. So, please be patient with me my dear sweet little one. I hope you will be satisfied with a bit more of my mouth. Please accept my sincerest apology Wallum, but it won't be long now. In the meantime, let me please you with my lips and tongue." Without waiting for any response, she drops down to nestle comfortably between your spread legs, and still holding onto your engorged cock with her right hand but placing it on top of your shaft she delivers a long and sensuous lick from scrotum to the tip of your penis with her tongue. Everything has happened so fast up to this point, but her words about wanting you to be inside of her jostles you from your reverie of bliss. You look down at the kneeling she-elf.

"Why me not fuck you yet elf? Me get you pregnant NOW! Wallum fill you up with semen!" You place your hands at your sides and glare down at the elf, still slaking her base thirst upon your stinking pole, by now practically oozing slimy precum all over her hand and your swollen scrotum.

"I know my dear Wallum, I know you want that. I want it too. My womb has never been more ready to be filled. But if we were to consummate our feelings now, it could not only kill you, but destroy any chance I have of bearing children ever again..." She kissed the head of your dick lovingly and strokes a few more drops of thick precum from inside of you. "We can either prepare for the ritual now before you are too tired, or you can relieve yourself of pressure inside of my throat."

You see she doesn't make another move, her right hand gripping you nicely around the base of your shaft, her face mere inches away from your dick. She seems to await your final word on how to move forward.