Dark Secrets

Kyle adjusted the weight of his chainmail as he strode alongside Alistair. The sword at his hip and shield strapped firmly to his back were less a formality than a promise—he was ready for whatever lurked beyond the city gates. Alistair, robes billowing slightly, carried the unmistakable aura of a practiced mage, his staff tapping rhythmically against the cobblestones as they walked.

After an hour’s trek, the dense forest gave way to a clearing where a lone figure awaited. Kyle’s eyes locked onto her immediately. She was striking—skin ashen gray with a subtle shimmer, eyes sharp and glowing faintly violet. Her midnight black hair cascaded over narrow shoulders, framing a face that was both regal and dangerous. Kyle’s mind spun, drifting past caution to fantasies of having her on her knees, breath catching as he imagined teaching her every inch of submission.

Alistair stepped forward, voice calm but proud. “Selere, meet Kyle. He’s been a great help—handled those stubborn rats for Aria, took Amara out on a proper date, and… well, he’s been tutoring my sister in…” He cast Kyle a warning glance, unwilling to say more.

Kyle smirked and stepped in, taking Selere’s hand gently in both of his. “I tutored his sister in blowjobs,” he said with a wicked grin, his touch lingering as their hands met in a slow, deliberate handshake.

Selere’s gaze flicked to Kyle, her cheeks tinging a deeper gray as a faint blush colored her high cheekbones. “Wow, that’s quite a story.” Her voice was low, laced with a teasing undertone.

Kyle grinned, stepping closer with mischievous intent. “Yea, I am getting popular,” he said boldly. “How do you feel about it?”

Selere’s blush deepened, her violet eyes darting to Alistair, who offered no comment, his expression unreadable.

Selere stepped closer, a wicked smile curling her lips as her eyes locked onto Kyle’s.

“Oh, you mean using your mouth to please men,” she purred, voice low and dripping with challenge. “It’s a tradition among dark elves—something we take very seriously.”

Alistair shifted uneasily, cheeks coloring, opening his mouth to respond—but no words came out. Instead, he looked down, suddenly shy.

Kyle, however, met Selere’s gaze without hesitation, his grin darkening with boldness.

“Then I’d be honored to test your skills—as your instructor,” he said smoothly, stepping forward as if daring her to accept.

Selere looked between the two men again, then down briefly, cheeks glowing even more. “Let’s take a break before entering the caverns.” That earned her a worried look for Alistair, who still said nothing.

The trio settled under the shade of towering trees, tension lingering in the air. Kyle slowly moved his backpack and top armor away, and stood in front if Selina, “You want me to put the pants down, or you enjoy doing it yourself?”

He glanced over at Alistair, voice dripping with teasing challenge. “You might want to watch closely. After all, it’s not every day you get to see exactly what your girlfriend is capable of.”

Selere’s eyes sparkled at the remark, but smiled and reached for Kyle’s breaches, “Let’s see what you hide there.” As she was half way through unbuckling him She turned to Alistair with a sly smile, brushing a strand of midnight-black hair behind her ear. “Hey, are you sure you are fine with me giving this little demonstration?.”

Alistair’s cheeks flushed deeper as he shifted uneasily. “Selere, I—”

Kyle interrupted with a low chuckle. “Relax, Alistair. It’s just a demonstration. If you want her to get better, you’ve got to see what she’s doing.”

Selere began unbuckling her belt slowly, sliding her breeches down with deliberate slowness. “Kyle, stop teasing! I want my darling Alistair to say it’s alright.”

Kyle glanced at Alistair, smirking. “Come on, man, it’s not cheating—just a lesson.”

Alistair swallowed, then nodded reluctantly.

Kyle pressed, “No, say it out loud. Your girlfriend needs to hear it, or she’ll feel awkward.” Meanwhile, Selere’s gaze dropped, fixated on the prominent bulge straining against Kyle’s trousers. Her breath hitched, fingers twitching as the sight distracted her from the conversation.

Alistair cleared his throat, his eyes flicking to Selere. “Alright… of course she can.” However, Selere missed his words, her eyes closed as she breathed deeply, her face almost brushing against the fabric of Kyle’s trousers.

Kyle tugged gently at her hair to snap her out of her daze. She looked up, grinning. “Oh? My boyfriend’s okay with sucking your cock? Perfect.” With a mischievous glint in her eyes, she leaned closer, fingers laying on his waistband, and pulled down.

Kyle’s cock sprang free, slapping Selere across the forehead with a wet smack. She giggled, eyes wide as she stared at the length of him. It was significantly larger than she’d anticipated, and she couldn’t help the spark of excitement that shot through her.

Alistair’s eyes bulged at the sight, his cheeks burning as he took in the length of Kyle’s cock. “Oh, by the gods,” he murmured, blushing furiously.

“Wow,” Selere said, voice filled with wonder as she took Kyle’s length in hand, her grip tentative. “It’s so bi-ig!”

The blush on Alistair’s cheeks darkened to a crimson that almost matched his hair. “Selere, please,” he stammered, his voice tight with embarrassment.

But Selere was too busy marveling at the thick, pulsing length of Kyle’s cock to pay much attention to her boyfriend. She leaned closer, her breath ghosting over the shaft. “May I?” she asked, her voice a sweet whisper of a question.

Kyle nodded, his smirk growing wider. “Be my guest.”

Selere’s eyes fluttered closed, and she leaned in, her tongue flicking out to touch the tip of Kyle’s cock. Alistair watched, his own arousal warring with his embarrassment as Selere began to explore Kyle’s cock with eager enthusiasm, her tongue swirling around the head, her teeth gently scraping the shaft.

Kyle’s hand rested on Selere’s head, guiding her as she took more of him into her mouth, his hips jerking slightly as she hit a particularly sensitive spot. He threw his head back, groaning softly, lost in the sensation of Selere’s skilled mouth.

"This doesn't look educational," Alistair finally managed to say, his voice tight with tension. "It looks like she's enjoying herself entirely too much."

"It's all about practice," Kyle murmured, his eyes still closed, his voice a rumble of pleasure. "And trust me, Selere is so good at it. Come closer, I'll show you." Kyle used his hand to stop eager dark elf from bobbing her head, earning a disappointed moan that soon followed with her tongue circling around his cock.

Alistair made a couple step to his girlfriend, not able to take his eyes away form her face. "Good boy! Now get on your knees, or you will miss the important stuff!" Kyle had a blast today and wasn't going to let his shy friend miss out on the action.

Selere giggled around his cock, then pulled away, letting a stray strand of spit connect her lips to his shaft. She glanced up at Kyle with a glint in her eye, then turned to Alistair and took his lips in hers. The kiss was surprisingly tender, Kyle watched in amusement how Alistair shot his hands behind his girlfriend's back, holding her close.

Kyle took the opportunity to stroke himself, watching the couple with a mix of fascination and arousal. He had to admit, this was even better than some of the porn he watched back home. The mix of shy white elf kissing his dark-skinned girlfriend so passionately, with the knowledge of her lips being on his cock just minute ago was a sight to behold.

As Selere kissed Alistair, her hand trailed down to Kyle’s cock, teasing it gently as if asking permission. Kyle nodded, stroking her hair, and she replaced his hand stroking his cock with one hand while her other was holding her boyfriend's head.

“Mmm-ma,” Finally, Alistair lost his breath and pulled away from Selere, his eyes glazed with uncertainty and a hint of nervousness. “That was our first kiss.” He looked almost shy, his face flushed with a mix of embarrassment and fear, unsure of what had just happened.

"I've waited a whole year," she said, her gaze unwavering, almost predatory. "And now... this feels like the perfect moment." Her hand on Kyle's cock got ragged as she pulled him closer to her mouth before turning away from Alistair and gulping on Kyle’s cock like she’s been starving for it.

Alistair’s eyes were as wide as saucers, watching Selere’s cheeks hollow out as she took Kyle’s cock in deep, her throat bobbing with every enthusiastic bounce. It was a stark contrast to the tentative, almost shy way she’d been with him, and Kyle could see the mix of shock, awe, and something else—maybe a hint of envy?—in the elf's gaze.

"Alistair, say something!" Kyle broke his stare, "Complement her! Girls love that! Tell her how good she's doing."

Alistair stuttered, "Ah, yes... Selere, you're... you're doing great, really great."

"Oh common!" Kyle's grip got rougher on Selere's dark hair and he pushed himself deeper inside her. She gagged for a moment before relaxing and took him in. Her lips now were stretched around his base, as her tongue shoot out, gently licking his balls, "Alistair, your girlfriend here doing top of the notch job! You need to be better than that!"

Alistair's voice was a bit shaky, but he managed to find his words. "Selere, your lips are like silk, gentle and warm." His eyes remained glued to Selere’s bobbing head, her cheeks darkening as she took Kyle’s cock deep into her mouth. "Your cheeks flush like a blackberry, on the summer's eve," he whispered, his voice hoarse with a mix of arousal and shock.

Selere’s eyes flicked up to meet Alistair’s, a spark of warmth in her gaze as tears of pleasure began to form.

The while situation made Kyle too worked up to try and hold back any longer. He felt his orgasm building, his balls tightening. He whispered to Selere, "Swallow it all," and with that, he erupted deep into her throat. She gagged slightly, but took it all, her throat working as she swallowed every drop of his seed, her eyes watering with the effort.

Alistair looked at his girlfriend struggling with the load from just a couple of inches away, reached for her face and gently cupped her cheek, catching her dropping tears with his thumb, "You eyes are the deep sapphires, burning my love and passion," he murmured, his voice shaky, but earnest.

Selere finally managed to swallow the last of Kyle's load and opened her mouth wider letting him pull out his shaft from her throat and mouth, making a loud pop sound.

Without hesitation, Selere jumped onto her boyfriend, straddling him as she pressed him gently to the ground, holding his hand above his head, not allowing him to move an inch. Her mouth attacked his with urgent passion, biting his lips and moaning his name.

When finally she was done, her voice trembling with happiness. “You are the best boyfriend ever.”

Her eyes parted from Alistair’s, and flicked over to Kyle, who still stood nearby, watching them with a knowing smirk. His cock was semi-erect, pressing proudly against his trousers.

“You liked the lesson, darling?” Kyle teased with a wink.

Selere sent him a quick nod, and turned back to Alistair, her cheeks flushed from the excitement. “Thank you for being so kind to me. I’ve never felt so… good before,” she whispered softly against his ear.

“It’s okay, Selere, I-I'm glad you like it. I was waiting to kiss you, I just never found the right time!” Alistair replied tenderly, his voice full of warmth. “And you know—you can always ask Kyle out on a date if you want.”