An Intense and Hair Raising Lesson

Jaune gulped down the frigid cold morning air as a precious gift to extinguish the burning of exertion in his lungs. Rivulets of sweat ran down his body in twisted sensations of heat and cold as the temperature easily chilled the sweat on his body.

Standing across from Jaune in the clearing was Tamzi, the sensually dressed elven woman had barely changed from that Vacuan harem girl outfit for the sparring section of the pre-dawn training session.

Tamzi’s additions were a stunningly beautiful scimitar that caught the moonlight making it dance across its surface giving it a spectral quality, and he’d learned it for more than eye-catching wonder. As it allowed the Night-Elf to launch powerful arcs of slicing energy that she could throw out in her sensual dance-like swordplay. And on a slim silken-like cord that hung on her hips were several pouches, ‘bags of holding’ she’d informed him that could carry and fit a plethora of tricks and items they had no right to be able to.

They were cool, the best thing was that they reminded him of the infinite pockets X-ray and Vav had.

However, that wasn’t at the forefront of his mind, what was, was the very real, very sharp steel practice sword he held by the sweat soaked leather of its handle. It was an inkling he’d had over the course of his training sessions that had bothered him.

Watching Tamzi repeat the motion of running her hand across her blade’s length, applying the spell that dulled the absurdly sharp edge making it a soft bat instead of sword. A spell his blade didn’t have.

Swallowing he self-consciously voiced his worry once again especially with the maneuver they were about to practice. “Uh, Tamzi, are you sure about doing this without blunting it? I mean I know I gave you all strong bodies, but well, still uh.” Jaune blustered through repeating his concern for what had to be the upteenth time.

Tamzi as every time before flashed one of her knee weakening smiles as her ears wagged happily and her dusky cheeks gained a tint of pink as she gave him a curtsy. “Your boundless concern for the welfare of lesser beings such as this servant awe me. However, no human without aura possesses the natural strength to penetrate the blessed bodies you granted us.” The night-elf preen puffing her chest out, which only caused Jaune’s eyes to snap to ogling the mouth watering the orbs bounced.

Then with an eye catching motion Tamzi brought up her shining blade with a beckoning motion. “Now your Eminence, this is an important lesson if you desire to become one of those hunters.” She paused and struck him a hot look from her lidded eyes full of desire. “Unless you desire to end our lessons today by practicing penetrating my blessed body with your other sword?” Tamzi playfully offered with a small tug on her thin flap of silk that preserved her lacking modesty.

Jaune’s face burned with embarrassment and lust at the tantalizing exposure of her just a little more of her thighs, as her outfit skimpy as it was drove his imagination wilder than nudity ever would. Electing in favor of hefting his shield and sword into the stance he’d been taught instead of speaking in fear of squeaking instead of any words coming out.

Seeing his intent Tamzi resumed her stance and returned to her lecture without missing a beat. “Many stronger creatures of Grimm rely on sheer durability, taking a blow in exchange for delivering one. From our retellings this has taken many of the apprentices of diminished races by surprise leading to their end. You must learn when they take these opportunities and escape their trap.” She ended her lecture with a small flourish of her gleaming blade calling on Jaune to begin the final exercise of this morning.

On that wordless signal Jaune charged all his aching muscles complaining at the sudden surge of moment as he hurtled towards Tamzi who with ease stepped forward to receive his blow, the steel when it touched her perfect dancers belly caused Jaune’s heart to jump into his throat. But through his blade he felt no give as it skidded ineffectually off her chocolate skin, using the footwork and her body to pivot as he’d been taught, he ducked under Tamzi’s counter.

It was a casual flick of her wrist compared to when she’d shown off her swordsmanship to him, but it was a blindingly fast swing and the wind pressure dragging a rush of cold air behind it that flowed across his sweaty skin harshly chilling it and flowed through his matted blonde hair as it whipped over his head that made him clamp down on a shiver at the sheer strength his creations had.

Planting his foot he used the momentum he had to turn to face Tamzi readying for her expected twist she always threw in to keep him on his toes.

Coming to face his mentor he froze, as what he didn’t expect was a set of bedroom eyes from Tamzi leaving him defenseless to her. In a single dextrous move she disarmed him with her sword and with her other hand unzipped his pants and freed his cock before pushing him to the ground with inhuman speed, making him tumble down together with the night elf.

Hitting the ground Tamzi caught his head protecting it as she landed far too perfectly straddling him, her bare mound behind that thin silk flap rested on his swelling member with a slight hot wetness on his bare shaft. Heat plumed in Jaune’s face as his pants at the sensation and Tamzi’s brazenness.

Looking down at him with lidded eyes filled with sensual promises that sent prickles of anticipation up Jaune’s back. Tamzi smirked behind her face veil. “Magnificently done your excellence.” She husked, and slowly shifted her hips forward painting a searing line of arousal up Jaune’s cock that caused him to groan strangling any retort.

“You possess such talent even though your domains are far from the glories of war. Truly your desire to join the ranks of those Hunters will be within your reach, your excellence.” The Night Elf continued her zealous sexually charged praise, that was accompanied by her swiveling hips that spread the warm coating of her fluids across his cock keeping the morning air away.

Thoughts dirty and concerned raced through Jaune’s mind as he looked at the creeping flushness of Tamzi’s face. First rushing through his head were all the fantasies her lascivious actions and body sparked torturing him over three weeks.

Then were the higher forms of thoughts, asking himself if it really was ok to do this, he’d created them carelessly but did that really just give him the right to do whatever he wanted.

“T-tamzi!” Jaune choked out through his embarrassment and stimulation. “Could you p-please get off!” He squeaked before swallowing anything else at the powerful throbbing of his cock yearning for more than frottage.

Sliding her hands under his hoodie and shirt her hand explored Jaune’s chest tracing the lines of his muscles, hammering it in further Tamzi shifted her hips up his shaft robbing Jaune of his breath as her slit rested on the head of his cock teasing him, taunting him with the promise of fucking one of the hottest women he’d ever seen.

God, it felt so damn good! Echoed in Jaune’s head.

“Ah, your excellency. As a teacher shouldn’t I reward a student for his transcendent progress? You’ve come so far in a blink of an eye~” The dusky skinned elf lathered him with the sweetest praise delivered by a stunning and adoring woman.

His panicked struggles paused as a thought shot straight through his mind. Wasn’t this straight outta his fantasies of a hot teacher coming onto him? A fleeting wish coming true with a woman that outclassed any teacher he’d ever had.

This wasn’t the time hormones! Jaune yelled inside his mind. “W-we shouldn’t be doing this. I-I created you all, what kind of god would I be doing this with you.” Jaune gritted out, his hips against his will rocked sliding his shaft across the welcome wet heat of Tamzi’s pussy.

A smirk played across the night-elf’s lips. “You are the divine father of all elven kind, the god of family, the giver of the gracious gift of true expressions of unbound familial love, preserver of the purity of lineages, the god virility and fertility and all of elvenkind is your children. Your adoring, devoted and unfaltering filial children.”

Her hand trailed up his chest until she brought a finger tip to trace his lips with a smokey gaze in her eyes she sensually undulated her hips and body in a hypnotic matter that locked his eyes onto her, the pleasure robbed Jaune of speech as prick throbbed from the bliss.

“Besides~”

Tamzi leaned forward draping herself over him like a blanket chasing away the cold of the morning air with her body, her breasts pressed onto his chest like two firm circles as she serenely smiled at him losing herself in his eyes causing Jaune to blush from her devotion.

Giggling she brought her lips to his ear. “I want to, your excellence. You're tortured by our bodies that should exist to attend to you. Use me, **** me,enjoy me without regret my lord. I live for it.” Tamzi's needy whisper left him ravenous for more from it’s unwavering certainty that sent a thrill down his spine to join the growing heat in his loins.

‘Damn it! Why did past me have to make them so smoking hot!’ Jaune mentally decried his past self for such impeccable hormone driven taste as he just couldn’t outright refuse such a sexy request, killing any will to protest against Tamzi's actions.

Jaune’s internal struggle that was waged inside him came to a sudden halt when a familiar voice cut in.

“Jeez, why on remnant would you two be up this early?”

Flinching Jaune slowly turned his head away from Tamzi to the side the voice had originated from.

Standing there with a confused look on her face was Azure wearing her typical small and daisy dukes, her aura made her getup work despite the temperature. Furrowing her brow she seemed puzzled as she looked at the sight of Tamzi draped over Jaune who had his pants around his knees.

“Uuh.” Jaune dumbly got out as he froze like a deer in the headlights under his sister's gaze. Inside he was two extremes as a pit of ice formed in his chest while the blazing heat of teenaged fueled lust raged in his belly as his prick twitched digging itself into the warm petals of Tamzi’s womanhood.

Ideas raced in Jaune’s head, he could make his sister a massive unrepentant voyeur! Wait, no that might not be a good idea. Uh, he could-

“Is Jaune bothering you Tamzi?” Azure casually said, stepping closer she glanced at them then sighing she looked at Jaune as if he might be acting silly around a girl.

Jaune's pleasure muddled mind, boggled at and licentiously enjoyed the ludicrousness of his sister's lack of reaction.

Unbothered by the addition of an audience Tamzi rose back to straddling him and rocked her hips, sliding her pussy down his length wetting Jaune’s cock, her puffy outer labia hugged her shaft as her inner-labia drooled with arousal lubricating her passage over his cock, all while barely concealed behind her nearly sheer pelvic curtain.

“Ah, your blessed brother couldn’t possibly bother me.” Tamzi dismissed his sister’s words with amusement.

Tamzi’s relentless hips never paused in riding Jaune as she spoke, the growing slick sounds of her grinding on his dick and the way his arousal drenched cock would blatantly appear like a jack in the box from beneath Tamzi’s mons before his sister’s very eyes, practically parading the act to her.

The night-elf’s unshakable confidence and her figure in the dim rays of morning light atop him stoked Jaune’s heady arousal, his hands found their way to Tamzi’s hips on their own greedily urging his creation on.

Crossing her arms Azure tsked. “Alright, though let me know if he gets weird ok? Jaune’s completely inexperienced with girls outside the family. If he starts acting like a lovesick creep we’ll knock some sense into him.”

Had Jaune any conscious mind to process Azure’s words he might have been offended or noticed the spark in Tamzi’s eyes. Those were subsumed by the tidal sensation of unexplored heights of pleasure that crashed through his body like the oncoming tides chasing away the cold pit in his body as it was driving him to his peak.

Out of instinct Jaune gritted his teeth to restrain the groan that tried to escape his mouth as he bucked his hips as he came.

Tamzi helping him along curled her delicate fingers around the upper-half of his cock that was exposed as she slid back, curling around his prick in a firm grip she pumped his shaft coaxing out his pent up frustrations to his sweet relief.

“Is he? Mrh, yes it is important to start with family first. Though you needn’t worry for myself or Aila.” Tamzi purred as she prolonged Jaune’s orgasm.

Even as Jaune writhed as he sprayed cum onto the thin flap of her pelvic curtain that was absorbed by the silk-like fabric leaving it darkened in random patterned, Tamzi’s composure remained, abet her cheeks were dusted with a blush and a satisfied grin as she brazenly relieved her god in front of his sister.

Shrugging mystified Azure shook her head. “If you want to put up with it, I guess it’s not my problem.” Placing her hands on her hips Azure leaned forward to look straight down at Jaune, who was sucking down air as he enjoyed his first ever afterglow. “However Jaune, just because Tammy and Aila are fine with whatever little bro; doesn’t mean you can do anything you want to them, treat them right ok? Oh and don’t act like a dork like you always do.” Azure pointedly said.

Blinking rapidly as the situation properly reasserted itself, Jaune’s face burned with unbridled shame(and a little pride.), coughing to buy a second Jaune nervously chuckled at how tight his throat felt. “Hehehe, sure thing Azure.” Jaune blushed at the sheer dissonance of his sister’s words and the hot sticky mess Tamzi made the point of their connection that clung to both their skins.

Rolling her eyes at him Azure didn’t bother addressing what he said, probably thinking him a supreme dork. “Well you guys might want to get up, Aila is cooking up breakfast again. You better get there fast, else we’ll eat it all up.” Azure said, a massive grin on her face as she thought of the amazing food Aila had been cooking up for them.

Tamzi in a lewd move brought up her cum coated fingers to her mouth and sensually licked one of her jizz covered digits right before Azure’s eyes before gracing his sister with a smile. “A non-issue, as his excellency’s attendant I’ll endeavor to have him ready to partake in Aila’s feast.”

Nonplussed by the lurid display Azure snorted and left them behind in the clearing as she headed back to the house.

That’s when it clicked into place, the normality! His sister hadn’t reacted because Tamzi’s actions were completely normal to her. Letting his head fall back onto the dirt Jaune sighed as he felt stupid for the upteenth time these last three weeks.

His musing halted as a warm tongue flicked against his messy cock that sent electrical arcs of pleasure up his spine causing Jaune to jolt, panicked scooting away from Tamzi, who got off of him during his distraction to try licking him clean.

“No! Nope!” He yelped trying to stuff his hormones back into their cage and salvage his shattered.

Jaune’s embarrassment worsened as he covered his genitals in a **** attempt to salvage some dignity, Tamzi on her elbows watched him with her amethyst eyes full of mischievous intent as Jaune pulled his pants back up. Ashamed Jaune looked away from the cunning, sexy minx and her wonderful ass.

“I wasn’t exaggerating your excellency, in fact I believe that you are ready for your aura to be unlocked. We could have the preparations for the ritual ready by tonight.” Tamzi said, catching Jaune’s attention immediately as she dangled the key piece of his dream in front of his nose.

“Oh, uh. That would be great!” Jaune's excitement got the better of him as he spun back around, right into a trap.

Just in time to watch Tamzi sensually arching her back on all fours like a cat in a breath robbing pose, she gazed at him batting her eyelashes with a seductive look that made him feel weak in the knees as she rose from the ground to accept back her sword from an awaiting night-elf servant.

Wait. “I thought I said no servants.” Jaune remarked as the skimpily dressed night-elf woman practically melted back into the retreating darkness vanishing in an instant.

Coyly grinning Tamzi sheathed her blade into one of her bags of holding. “A lady of my station naturally possesses her own servants, your excellency. Those you dismissed were merely a fraction of your servants meant for modest living while traveling.” She matter of factly explained.

“Modest! There were like a hundred of them, how’s that modest?” Jaune said, his mind baffled by how modest could even fit in that sentence. “No, nevermind.” He added as he chose not to head down that rabbithole.

His flustered reaction seemed to amuse Tamzi. “On the matter of servants, I was rude to you your excellency-” She pinched the fabric of her cum stained pelvic curtain lifting it tantalizingly close to exposing her slit, but the white cum of their activities were undeniably to her inner-thighs. “Thus I beg of you to put me in my place and punish me like the impudent servant I acted as~” Her breathy words were a sweet temptation, to fuck her mouth and throat **** her for her upstart actions.

Shaking his head to clear it of those thoughts even as his dick found renewed energy. “No.” He weakly shot down.

Tamzi's ears dropped down. “Another time then, let us return to your abode to cleanse your body from your excursions.” Tamzi said, switching topics without a pause. Turning she began leading the way back to his home, meaning Jaune’s eyes locked onto her butt, its roundness that jiggled as she took each step and the way her hips naturally swayed.

No, bad Jaune. Stop thinking of them like that! You made them, they’re not just some fantasy in your mind to do whatever you want with them, the elves are real living breathing people with thoughts, feelings and desires. He attempted to chide himself.

But, niggling at the back of his mind the sensation of a real woman, the sheer desire for him Tamzi constantly expressed and her body, oh man her body. Maybe it wouldn’t be wrong and he could enjoy her and Aila a bit? "I guess I could have fun." Jaune mumbled, too absorbed notice Tamzi's ears waggle happily.

Why did he have to make them so damn hot! Damn his past-self for making it so hard to be a decent and moral guy! Jaune gazed up to the sky pleading for the strength to remain steadfast in the face of the best looking woman he’d ever met.

Bringing his eyes back down they traced Tamzi’s back following it down to resume his intense ogling of her ass. Then Jaune buried his face in his hands and let out a whimper.