A hero's reward

Although a reward from the king is highly dignified, and worth waiting around for, your human friends have far lower expectations, and do not waste time in reveling in their recognition, and the reward that comes with.

You rejoin James and the others outside the castle, where even in the early morning, a celebration was quickly forming. A band of flutists and drummers were out playing the favored song of the King. With the roar of the crowd though, only the drums could be really be heard. The palace guards form a perimeter around you to provide you some degree of movement through the streets. It's actually quite remarkable, you think to yourself, how this group had been so full of despair and animosity, only to wake up an entirely different people. Well, perhaps not entirely, you think as you smile and wave at the crowds.
There's something a bit unusual about this. You've lived here, among these fellow elves your entire life, and you never saw an outpouring of emotion like this, certainly not publicly. To be fair, the circumstances are unlike anything you had ever seen before either, so all things in context. You are pleased to see that they're fully and openly applauding Bruce, James, and Kraig, rather than just you and Rohrim. You don't dare hope that this will change everyone's perceptions, beliefs, and behaviors towards outsiders, but this is at least a good start.

"Hey, so where are we even going?" You ask. as you walk.

"We were following you Fiana" Kraig responded, and the five you begin to laugh nervously "Had thought we were heading back to your parents home."

"Oh, no way!" You respond emphatically. "This kind of chaos around them? They'd never know a moments peace, they wouldn't know what to do with all the chaos."

"Got a backup plan?" He asks in return. Before you can respond, Bruce pipes in, pointing in the distance "Beyond that crowd there looks like a tavern."

"Elvish wine isn't going to get you that drunk, not like human beers or dwarven ale" You warn them.

"It's a place to rest for a while, I'll take it. We'll figure the drink problem out later."

You give one of the guards a tap on the shoulder to let him know you're making a break from the plan. That tavern owner, standing in the doorway looking on, saw Bruce pointing and rightfully interpreted that as intent to visit. He had a bright smile as he held the door open.

"Ah yes! The Heros of the Day! Welcome! Welcome!" He exclaims as the first among you, James, enters the building "I'm honored to have such intrepid adventurers step foot in my humble establishment," he makes a point to call you out, trailing the end of the group "Oh well if it isn't yourself? I had thought I had heard word that it was you who was responsible for all of this. Oh, it is so very good to see you again!" The door closed behind him, he gives you a long, strong hug.

"It's very good to see you as well Zilvan." You reciprocate the hug "How are things? How are the girls?"

"Dreadful." He breaks his hug, holding his finger up for a pause "Well, that was when we had all gone to bed, isn't it? Hard to imagine how much your outlook can turn about in such a short time. For a while, it seemed like my friends were coming into this establishment solely to wash away their sorrow and problems. I had thought that was behavior only reserved for dwarves and humans, no offense to your friends, I assure you."

"None taken Sir" Bruce spoke up for the group as they found a group of comfortable chairs to lounge on, taking exasperated sighs as they sat and relaxed for the first time in days.

"I think everyone is starting to pick up on that idea Zilvan," You resume the conversation "Elves, Humans, Halflings, Orcs, we all experience the same feelings, have the same thoughts, it's only a matter of degree."

"Quite true. As for the girls, they are well. I know they all missed their best childhood friend, dismayed that you left without saying goodbye. They'll be glad to see that you've returned, and even more that you've become such a vital hero to our kingdom,"

He hollars out, his voice reverberating through the floorboards "Or at least they would if they ever chose to pry themselves from bed!" From above you, you hear a muffled "We're Coming!".

"Why don't you go take a seat with your friends. I'm sure you've had a rough night. Let me get you all a few drinks, on the house."

"Oh Zilvan, we couldn't do that!" You reply as you head to the comfy chairs, where you are quickly countered.

"Oh yes we could!" Kraig interjected "We don't want to intrude, but we'll gladly accept any token of generosity."

Zilvan smiles "Oh, think nothing of it. Fiana and my girls were so close when they were young you would have thought they were cousins, or sisters. She's practically family. Besides, a few wines is the least I can do to thank the brave heros who saved our Kings life."

Down came the pattering of small footsteps. Four young elven women hobbled from the upstairs living area, dressed casually, and clearly still groggy, to their fathers dismay.

"Honestly, how the four of you could sleep at all with everything going on this morning is astounding." Zilvan says as he rebukes his children.

"What's that all about anyway? Nobody's been in a good mood here for the last three moons, at least." The lead asked.

"Well" Zilvan smiled as he motioned to you "Why don't you ask your friend? I'm sure she can explain it better than I can." The four pivoted over to see you, accompanied by your new friends, and beamed in surprise.

"Fiana!" They all squealed as they ran over to greet you "You're back!" One added, followed by a second "It's good to see you!". A third was content to just hold you close with a hug, while the fourth was a little more perceptive to notice your guests.

"Who are these guys? Are they friends of yours Fiana?" The other three turned as well and stared at the humans.

"Yes they are," You reply with a soft smile "My very good friends; this is Bruce Clifton, and these are the Dowton Brothers. James and Kraig. And you know the priest Rohrim Whispercloak." Turning to them, you introduce your friends. "These are my oldest friends as a little girl. Clarissa, Thirona, Larillo, and Rophini," Turning back to your old friends "We just came back from a dangerous adventure." You said, trying to play it soft and humbly, let them ask the question you know they're burning to ask. The humans though, had other plans.

"We fought a Banshee, and saved the King's Life"

"You're kidding!" Clarissa shouted as he huddled close "No way you were able to do that Fiana."

"With a little help from my friends" You reply with a smile, Rophini, the youngest had stepped up to get the drinks that their father had started to prepare, sharing them with the humans.

"There's gotta be quiet the story to tell" Thirona says. Each of the sisters sits at the edge of a chair, hovering close to the man sitting in it. Rohrim takes a moment to stand up.

"I'm afraid I can't afford the time to recall the story. I hope you all forgive my departure, but I have business elsewhere." As he departed, he made an odd statement "Zilvan, this actually involves you as well. Would you be so kind as to accompany me back to the castle? I'm sure your guests are in good hands." The whole interaction was a little strange, but was fortuitous in the end. As the door closed and locked from the outside, each of elves sitting on the arm of the chairs move more comfortably into the laps of another. Rophini, the youngest of the four, had even sat in your lap. You begin to give each other strange looks, but continue on with your drinks and the story. The others are too lost in their wines and getting a chance to boast to pay much attention, but you notice that the elvish sisters are all staring pretty intently at their respective guest. Thirona, the eldest, even has her arms wrapped around James' neck.

"Wow" Larillo said softly as the story was concluded "You all really are incredible heros. I'm sure you've already this plenty, but we can't thank you enough for what you did."

"Don't mention it" Bruce replied, his farm comfortably wrapped around her waist. "It was all Fiana's doing, we just tagged along."

"We can see why she likes you though" Clarissa responded "You're all very kind, as well as strong, and brave."

"And handsome" Thirona says with a sultry tone. All of the men had a brief look of surprise. Being the most cavalier of the bunch, she started to kiss the young human. Her younger sisters soon followed, nothing could be heard in the space except the lustful passion of lips and tongues connecting, including yours with the soft, sweet Rophini. She tugs on your clothing, beckoning you to undress. Confusingly, just as you start, she pulls away, brushing your cheek.

"Stay right there," She smiles "I have a little something for you." As she hurries her way up the stairs, you see that she had actually been pulling up the rear compared to her older elven sisters. Legs were spread, and Thirona, Larillo, and Clarissa were each sitting between them, moaning deeply as the sucked human cocks. The men were elated, but could scarcely believe what was happening before their very eyes. You were a little surprised as well. You had started to suspect your attraction to the human physique was yours alone, only to be shown that not only was this not true, but your four closest childhood friends shared that attraction, despite never having shared it with you before.

Unsure as to what Rophini was doing, you had a reasonable guess as to where it would lead, so you quickly started to undress yourself as you watched one group of friends give pleasure to another group of friends, and softly please yourself in the meantime. It was interesting to see how different each of the men were. Bruce was perfectly content to just sit there and let whatever happen, happen, simply enjoying the moment and the display. On the other ****, Kraig was being almost too involved, his hands wrapped in Clarrisa's golden hair and forcing her down on his shaft. James was somewhere in between, trying to multitask between getting further undressed and subtly encouraging Thirona along with gentle words and a brushing of her identical hair, rather than a **** grasp of it.

Rophini came down naked with only a smile. A smile, and a device. It's exact composition, you could only guess, but it was blatantly phallic in its design, as well as its purpose, as it was slung on her body where an erect dick would normally be found, held on with a small collection of cloth straps. You are further surprised that she would have such a thing, but tantalized that she'll be using it on you. You get up from your chair so she can sit down, her fake cock prostrate in the air. You slowly ease yourself down on it, sliding easily into your eager, wet pussy. It's big enough to be the real thing, but doesn't feel quite the same. It's certainly enough to do the trick, especially when used by someone who knows what they're doing. Rophini, despite being below you, seems to know exactly what to do, the benefit of having been on the receiving end in the past, you suspect. You let your body rise and fall on it, moaning loudly as her soft hands explore your body, watching the stunning display before you.

Lorillo had climbed on top of Bruce and rode him passionately, leaning against the frame of a strong, veteran soldier and experienced lover. He took it slow and sensuous with her, kissing and licking her neck, grasping her ass and softly stroking her breasts as she rocked up and down, letting almost the entire length slide out before dropping back down.

Kraig had used his chair as a crutch. Clarissa wrapping her lithe body around him, he shoved off and held her tightly as he stood upright, fucking her hard and fast without a care in the world. He didn't really have the strength to do that for long, you thought in the back of your mind, but you're sure he had more in store for her. Clarissa was also a strong lady; she had something in mind for him later, you were sure of that.

James and Thirona had spilled out of the chair completely and onto the cold floor. The elder sister was on her back, legs in the air, as James hover on top of her, pumping his cock back and forth, causing her tits to rock up and down with each thrust. The two were transfixed with each other, never breaking eye contact for a second.

None of this was expected, but all of it was welcome. You watched with eager delight as you rode Rophini's toy dick, no fear that your actions could cause her to cum prematurely and ruin everyone's fun. This wild abandon, coupled with her sensuous timing, caused you to be the first of the eight of you to orgasm. You joined James and Thirona on the floor, you on your hands and knees, allowing Thirona to have more control and fuck you from behind. Hitting you in just the right spot, you stopped focusing on your friends, or even really noticing them. Who got off when was completely beyond your observation or concern; all that you knew was that absolutely everyone got there.

The congratulatory fucking being over, the elvish tavern became softly quiet again, lovers holding each other in their arms tenderly. Returning to form, James was the one to break the silence.

"If this is what happens when we go be big damn heroes, I could get used to this."