Wake up when Blythe returns

You’re roused from your nap by the sounds of your elven comrade approaching. Sitting up, you wave in greeting as she reaches the tree line. Blythe walks right up to you with a mischievous grin on her face, places her hands on her waist, and leans over in front of you. The action causes her enormous tits to sway, and gives you an amazing view directly into the cleavage that you yourself opened to the world. You can’t tear your eyes away, and it’s clear Blythe knows it. She gently sways her upper body back and forth, causing her breasts to swing in a hypnotic pattern for several seconds. She can’t last for long, however, and soon she collapses onto the grass in front of you, her hands pressing hard into her abdomen as she moans out her unbearable arousal.

“How…” she says through labored breaths, “did I do, on my… assignment?” You pull her into your lap and hold her against your chest, making sure she notices the rock hard member currently pressing into her thigh from the inside of your pants. Once she does, she looks down at it with a confused expression. She reaches down and feels your boner through your trousers, pushing and prodding it with interest. “I have never seen a man’s thing before,” she admits. “Why does it become like this?”

Because you’re unbelievably sexy. Because the show you just gave me was incredible. Because I want to fuck you so fucking hard right now. You suppress all of these thoughts. You shouldn’t move too quickly with Blythe, or you might scare her off the path you’re laying for her. “I’ll tell you that if you do well on tomorrow’s assignment,” you say. Reaching into your pocket, you fish out and hand her back her panties. “Deal?” Her expression shifts from excited to worried to content before she closes her green eyes and leans her head against you. You both sit there for a while, taking in the sounds of nature around you, as well as the muffled sounds of the town not too far away.

Once the sun gets dangerously close to the horizon, the two of you travel about a five minute walk into the forest before finding a decent place to set up camp. You don’t gather wood for a fire, as that would only attract unwanted attention. Instead, you help Blythe set up two small tents before the daylight leaking through the trees starts fading away. Once it’s properly dark in the forest, Blythe comes over to your tent to talk.

“What’s up?” you ask as she crawls into the tent. There’s hardly enough space for you, let alone another person, so Blythe ends up in your lap again. She doesn’t seem to mind, though. In her hand is a light crystal, similar to those you’ve seen before, except smaller: if the others were around the size of a fist, this one is closer to thumb-sized. The light coming off of it is enough for the small tent, but not so much as to be very useful outside. She holds it out for you to take, which you do.

“I wanted you to have this,” she says. “It is nothing special. A small light crystal is useful for small spaces such as this. Did your book teach you about crystals?” You don’t remember anything about crystals in the passages you read earlier, but you could have just missed it. “I believe you could think of crystals as similar tools to that device you showed me today. The one which has a limited power source. They contain a limited supply of highly condensed mana, which can be activated in a number of ways.”

“Like as a focus,” you say.

She nods enthusiastically. “Yes. By etching a rune on a crystal, it is possible to direct the outflow of mana. You would need to speak to someone better versed in magic to learn more, however. I only know this much because I needed to learn in order to find my brother. Luckily, a process like that is unnecessary for making a crystal emit light.” She reaches over and touches the crystal in your hand. The tent goes dark. “You see, on its own, a crystal is pure mana. Using a simple spell, it is possible to excite that mana, causing it to emit light.” Light once again fills the space around you. “The spell to calm the mana is just as simple.” Dark again. “I have heard that many humans in their later years of life are able to cast the spells without an incantation.”

Blinded by the dark, you’re defenseless when your elf companion gets some payback by nibbling on your ear out of nowhere. She giggles at how hard you flinch, and then whispers the incantation for the light into your ear:

“Will of the ancient stars, deliver us from the shadows of the night.”

You repeat her words, and once again you can see your sexy elf sitting in your lap, her expression gentle and loving. She then tells you what to say to turn it off, but you don’t try it yet. You surprise her with a quick kiss, and then see her off for the night. As she crawls out of your tent, you get a chance to ogle her skirt-covered ass, and wonder to yourself if she ever put her panties back on. Once you hear her enter her own tent, you crawl into your bedroll to sleep. Holding the small light crystal over your head, you speak the incantation to power it down, and instantly everything goes dark around you. Turning this off and on doesn’t feel like it takes nearly as much mana as other spells, you think. You practice flipping it on and off a few times. Suddenly, you find that you’re able to turn it off and on just by imagining what state you want it to be in. Is this what Blythe meant when she said people could learn how to cast the spells without incantations? If so, you can’t ignore how amazingly fast you got the hang of it. Apparently, you just did something it takes most humans decades to learn.

Switching the crystal off, you drop it beside you and close your eyes. The quiet sounds of the forest lull you into a deep and peaceful sleep.