#orderweave

After all, he looked so nice in his newly dyed robes, which now matched her armor. Not to mention the feelings that had sparked deep within her heart after meeting Tara for the first time. Gale wanted to share his home in Waterdeep with her. It made her head spin.

For so long she had one driving mission, to bring balance to her realm. And then she died. Her after life had been lush, but boring. Whatever feelings Tyr had for her had been kept at bay, and the last person she had been in love with… Well that had ended badly.

If she did survive the final encounter with the elder brain, what would happen next? The paladin hadn’t even thought of it. If she was allowed to stay in this universe… She could stay with Gale, and be… Happy? When was the last time she had been happy like this, with a future to look forward to, with a lover wanting to share their world with her?

Never.

And then there was the conversation at Sharess’s Caress. It made her blush, the thought of her wizard and herself with two or more others, but it had made Gale uncomfortable. The silly wizard had even pulled her aside with a panicked desperate look on his face, worried that he wasn’t enough for her. How could he ever not be enough? He was everything to her, and as the party settled into the elf song tavern for the first time, she decided she was going to prove it to him.

Zelith casually tossed her pack down in by Gale’s bed, “magic man? A moment, if you will.”

“Hmmm?” Gale looked up from organizing his books by his bed, ears turning a bit pink at the use of his nickname. “Of course, anything I can do for you, consider it most enthusiastically done.” A gorgeous smile eased across his handsome features.

Zel extended her arm towards him expectantly, while dancing slightly on her heels. Gale accepted the arm and hauled himself to his feet, only for Zel to use the force against him and used the momentum to pick him up over her shoulder, turning and booking it to the door immediately.

“Ah- Hey!!! Excuse me!! Zelith we have been over this- Put me down this instant!” Zel cackled, shoving her way out the room and into the one across the hall. Their companions laughed and hooped after them, only encouraging Zel further.

Gale made a feeble attempt at struggling against her Titian grip aground him. “I can walk, you know. This really isn’t necessary. Especially given my rather explosive nature. Wouldn’t do well to blow up the entire city of Baldurs Gate when we only just arrived, hmmm? That wouldn’t be very good mannered of us, now would it?”

He wriggled in her tight grasp again, “Zelith, darling, I am only going to ask you one more time. Put. Me. Down. Now.”

Zelith laughed as she crossed into the other, more private room, “your wish is my command, magic man.” Zelith didn’t put him down as much as she gently tossed him onto the plush bed, before closing and locking the door.

“That was highly unnecessary.” Gale raised himself up on arm, the other pointed lecturingly at Zel. “You could have just asked- oof!” He was cut off by Zel pouncing on the bed on top of him, pinning down his arms, hips straddling him, her soft ample chest pressing against his, her lips cutting off further lecturing with a kiss.

Gale relaxed and moaned softly into the kiss. Zel gently broke apart, releasing his arms to slide one of hers under him, threading her fingers through his hair and cradling his head, her other hand gently caressed his cheek. “But my dear wizard, that wouldn’t have been nearly as fun, now would it?” She lightly chuckled, nuzzling other cheek briefly before kissing his nose, forehead, lips, and then just below his ear, her tongue flicking out against his skin.

“Fun for wh- ohhh Zel.” Gale wrapped his arms around her, tilting his head back to give her more access to the sensitive flesh, soft moans leaving his lips.

Zelith ground her hips against his, feeling him already hard beneath her. “Seems like fun for both of us.” She smiled and nipped gently at his neck, then licking up from his clavicle to his jaw, before diving into his lips, Gale shuddering and moaning as she went. Their tongues caressed each other, neither of them could get enough, only separating for air.

Gale stroked a finger down Zelith’s face, gently cupping her cheek, “perhaps, but a little warning next time would be nice, though I do adore your spontaneity, my love.” He raised up to kiss her again, a deep, passionate kiss. His other arm roamed her strong form, kneading and stroking her muscles. He broke the kiss, relaxing once again to gaze upon her.

“I could get lost in your eyes, lost in you, and I would never want to be found. You are so breathtaking, my love. So beautiful.”

Zelith grinned above him, taken by his words, “Gale, my Gale,” she kissed down his neck, tracing the orbs scars with gentle fervor, “so beautiful, so wonderful”

Disentangling her hand from his hair her whispered huskily against his hear, “let me see more of you, my love.” She leaned back on her knees, hands running down his front teasingly at first, then with purpose, undressing him with great care, rocking her hips gently against him.

“Let me adore you, worship you, my sweet Gale.” She kissed each new inch of exposed skin, caressing him tenderly as she went.

Gale was rendered speechless by the display of devotion from her. It made his brain swim. Surely, he should be the one worshipping her. His paladin, his strong protector, his goddess, his love. “Zelith,” her name a whispered prayer on his lips, his fingertips gently tracing her form.

Finally freed of his robes and shed of his tied wrapping shirt, Gale tugged at Zeliths shirt, finally noticing she had log shed her armor. “You truly are a wonder.”

“Only as much as you are, love.” Zel gently grabbed his wandering hands, kissing her fingertips, then is wrists, before releasing them and removing her own shirt and stays, baring herself before him.

“Gorgeous.” They whispered together, admiring each others form. Zelith leaned down, kissing his neck once more, working her way down to orb, placing opened mouth kisses on the scar, and then further down, Gale groaning as she went.

Releasing her thighs grip on his hips, Zelith scooted down, settling between his thighs, holding his gaze as she moved. Using her teeth, Zelith tugged at his pant’s laces, held againizingly tight against his member, with a satisfied smirk.

Gale moaned at the sight, his hand moving to caress her cheek, the other tugging gently at her hair, loosening its perch atop her head. Her midnight dark hair, streaked with silver came loose around his fingers, which he then entangled himself in.

Zelith practically purred at the attention, her tail wrapping around one of his legs. “My wizard, my magic man, my Gale.” Her voice was filled emotion, her eyes shined in the candlelight.

With a final tug, he was freed from his trousers, his member throbbing, tip glistening, slick with precum.

“My love, you needn’t- ohhh” Zelith licked up the long, thick shaft. One hand braced against his hip, the other snaked under him, kneading his plush ass. His protests fell away, hand massaging against her scalp, head tilting back. Her name a soft and gentle prayer repeating from his lips.

Zelith moaned as she took the length into her mouth, swirling her tongue as she went. Gales back arched as she went, moans increasing in volume, his other hand tangled in the sheets. Hollowing out her cheeks, staring up at him with her moony eyes, Zel sucked him with great fervor.

Their first time together, Gale had done most of the work. This time, she was going to make him feel just as wonderful, as worshipped, as needed as he had made her feel.

Zelith moaned as she worked, taken by the sight of him, his chest heaving, sweat beading down his abs, neck stretched back, pleasure coursing through him.

The hand in her hair tugged her along faster, pleasure growing within him. The scratch of his nails against her scalp kept her moaning with increasing need. His moans grew louder and he looked down. The sight nearly destroyed him. His length filthily disappearing into waiting and accepting mouth, as she kept her gaze fixed on him.

It wasn’t long before he felt the pleasure threatening to overwhelm him. Her moans against his cock as she sucked him, the sight of her taking him in his mouth, eyes lovingly on him. His heart swelled with even more emotion, it was all quickly proving to be too much.

“Zel, oh my sweet Zelith, ah- I need you to- I’m so- if you don’t stop I’m- I’m too close, please my love I’m- I’m!”

She cut off his protests by deep-throating him, sucking him hard and fast. Gale came hard, his free hand abandoning the sheets, grasping onto one of her long horns, his other clawing against her scalp, hips thrusting into her hot and willing mouth, gasping and moaning loudly. “My love!” He cried out, releasing his seed into her waiting throat.

Zelith swallowed his cum earnestly, not letting a single drop escape as he throbbed deeply in her mouth. Gale collapsed against the bed, panting harshly in his afterglow. Zelith released his cock with a pop, and climbed up on top of him once again. She captured his lips with hers, kissing him languidly. Gale moaned into the kiss, tasting himself on her tongue.

“How amazing you are, magic man,” Zelith spoke breathlessly against his lips, and nuzzled his neck sweetly, settling next to him, feeling contented despite the ache deep in her core.

“My sweet angel,” Gale whispered against her horns, kissing them with great affection. He gathered her in his arms, holding her against him.

“Whatever did I do to deserve this, I wonder?” His gaze was loving and soft, a hand gently tracing down her cheek, curling beneath her jaw, gently tilting her face upwards, and kissing her with reverence.

“Absolutely nothing, love. You are deserving of this, and so much more, just by being your wonderful self.” Zelith kissed him with equal reverence. Gale felt like his heart was going to burst out of his chest. No one had ever made him feel so loved before, so seen.

His hands roamed her half naked form briefly, before rolling them so she laid beneath him. Zel broke their kiss, hand holding his face, “Gale we needn’t do anything further,” she stroked a claw down his cheek, “I wanted this to be about you my love. Your pleasure is my pleasure, dearest.”

Gale huffed a chuckle, wet brown eyes tenderly gazing into hers, “and deny me the pleasure of tasting you? Hearing my name sung dulcetly from your lips? Nothing could please me more in this moment, bring me greater pleasure, a wondrous compliment for your worship of me earlier.”

Zel smiled in response, “well, if you insist, magic man.”

“Oh and I do insist. For what could be more perfect than this? Let’s continue to make pleasure our art for the evening.” He grinned, kissing Zelith with great passion and joy.

He parted from her, giving her a small smirk, eyes sparkling, before kissing down her neck, biting here, licking there, eliciting moans from her. Gale grasped and played with her breasts as he lavished her neck, electricity glowed lightly around his hands as he pinched and rolled her nipples between his fingers. Zel moaned at the sensation, the pleasure going straight to her aching core. She grasped desperately onto the bedding below her.

“Gale, please, I need to feel more of you.”

He smirked against her skin, “as you wish.” He kissed down her chest, lavishing her breasts with attention as his hands worked her pants and underwear off.

He leaned back briefly to take her in, moaning at the sight. She was absolutely soaked, her pussy glistening in the candle light, a sea at dusk awaiting his explorations. Running a finger through her folds, he looked into her pearlescent eyes, “you look so stunning my love. So wet for me. What a good girl you are.” He lifted her legs onto his shoulders, kissing her ankles, calves, then down her thighs, “how sweetly you part for me, how perfectly your scent enraptures me.”

Zel moaned, patiently waiting for him to taste her. Her thoughts were hazy with need, but she wanted to be so very good for him.

Gale finally reached her center, licking up from her core to her clit in long, slow strokes. Zel shuddered and moaned beneath him. He laid prone, so he could perfectly delve his tongue into her waiting cunt.

Zelith moaned at the extravagant sensation of his tongue fucking her, so soft but strong, his nose pressing deliciously into her swollen clit. His name falling from her lips, filling the air with his praises.

Gale moaned against her, the sensation adding to her growing pleasure. He licked up, circling her clit with tongue, sucking it gently. Zel’s back arched as he slid two fingers into her, curling them against that special spot.

“Oh fuck, Gale!” Zelith pushed her hips against him, needing to feel more, grinding against his face and hand. Gale wrapped his other arm around her hips, freezing her in place, keeping her exactly where he wanted her.

Gale’s moans joined hers, lost in the sensations of pleasuring her. It served to bring her over the edge, thighs tightly wrapping around his face as he road out her orgasm to its fullest, only stopping when her legs relaxed.

He trailed wet open mouthed kisses up her body, his beard slick with her arousal. Zel kissed him, welcoming his tongue into her mouth so she could taste herself on him.

Gale kicked off his loosened pants, his cock already hardened once more. He looked deeply into her eyes, wanting nothing more than to become one with her. “My love, may I?” He questioned lovingly, his tip prodding her soaked entrance.

Zelith nodded, arching her hips to meet him, “please, Gale, please.” Her legs shook in anticipation as buried his face into her neck and pushed himself into her slowly, taking her inch by inch.

“You take me so well, my love. Feel so wonderful.” His grip on her hips tightened as he bottomed out, his thick girth nestled firmly within her velvet walls.

“Oh, Gale,” Zelith moaned as she felt herself stretch to accommodate his length, “please, you feel so good, please Gale-“

He slowly rocked his hips into hers, setting a slow, deep, hard pace. The sounds of wet flesh hitting flesh filled the air along side their moans.

Zel raised her hips to meet each thrust, ensuring that he would strike that perfect angle of star spelling pleasure within her.

“Feels so perfect Gale, just like that.” He kept his pace steady for her, kissing her neck as he took her.

Zelith was seeing stars, white hot pleasure quickly building, making her spellbound to his every thrust. “Gale, please, getting closer.”

Gale bit into her shoulder, the sensation bringing her even closer. He knew consistency was key, but she needed a little something more, and the bite was the only thing keeping him from pounding into her with abandon.

Zelith cried out sharply in pleasure as he bit into her again, his free hand moving between them to massage her clit. “Oh fuck, fuck, fuck, Gale!”

Her walls tightened around him, impossibly soft velvet wetness enveloping and caressing him tightly him as he rode out her pleasure.

He shuddered, moaning against her neck, his own growing pleasure not far behind. Zelith tightened her shaking legs around him, “take me my love, cum deep inside of me.”

Gale didn’t need any further encouragement, his thrusts becoming fast and deep as he chased his own pleasure. His groans grew steadily louder, his thrusts wilder and more erratic as his end neared. He pulled his face back from her neck, staring deeply into her eyes, growing closer with each thrust.

“My love!” He cried out desperately, before thrusting once more, cumming deep inside her. Zelith moaned with each twitch of his cock, wanting all of his seed within her.

Gale collapsed on top of her, Zelith’s arms wrapping around him tightly, keeping him there.

They kissed softly in their afterglow, enjoying their spent pleasure. Gale left her with a small groan, reaching between them to cast a cleaning spell. The readjusted so Zel was nestled in his arms, horns face pressed against his neck, horns supported by his pillow. Gale held her in his arms, gently tracing her hellish bumps with his fingers.

Zel smiled up at him, love reflecting in her white eyes. He chuckled down at her, kissing her briefly, “you still didn’t have to pick me up and carry me, if you wanted to do this, I would have happily followed you, my love.”

Laughing, Zel kissed him once more, “and deny you the pleasure of being swept off your feet? I think not, magic man.” She teased him lightly, kissing his cheek. “We have this room until morning, though by the sounds of this we may be able to keep booking it for the foreseeable future.”