The Reunion of Enemies and Lovers
The day we escaped Barantraz Prison, we crossed the sea safely and flew over the rugged, tree-covered mountains. "Elenore! You can stop flying now! There's no one chasing us!" I shouted, clinging to the rope dangling from the griffin. Elenore immediately began our descent, and we touched down deep within the dense forest. As soon as I landed, I let go of the rope and released my transformation. My height returned to normal, and my body slimmed down. Exhausted from hanging on for so long, I collapsed onto the ground.
"Whew..." The breeze, carrying the scent of the forest, felt refreshing. Elenore tied up the griffin and approached me, carrying a large black bag. She was still disguised as a cleaner, her hair dyed blonde, wearing a pair of overalls. "Are you alright?"
"Yeah, good work." The first thing I needed to check was the bag. I scrambled to my feet, took it from her, and unzipped it. Inside, the 150cm-tall Berzena was lying on her side, fast asleep, breathing softly. I could even see the tail wrapped around her waist. Elenore and I peered into the bag and smiled.
"She's actually sleeping through all this."
"I suppose so." Berzena had been forced to wear a straitjacket and sit all day while being tortured. I guess she found the bag more comfortable than her cell, despite all the commotion. While the rest of us had struggled to escape, she had been dead to the world. "Let's leave her until she wakes up."
"Understood."
A waterfall cascaded nearby, its heavy spray crashing against a massive boulder below. The water droplets scattered in every direction, creating a soothing, rhythmic sound. Against that backdrop, Elenore and I looked at each other with deep, longing eyes.
"Haeru..."
"Elenore..."
We hadn't seen each other for three weeks. Now that we were reunited, I stared at her intently, and Elenore blushed, her expression full of anticipation, as if begging me to hold her. "You've gotten even prettier since I last saw you."
"You look wonderful too, Haeru... I missed you so much."
"Me too." I pulled her into an embrace and kissed her. Elenore opened her mouth as if she’d been waiting for this, welcoming my tongue. Our tongues tangled in a dizzying dance. "Slurp, mmm-nnh." "Mmm, slurp, mmm-ah." Her saliva, which I hadn't tasted in so long, was incredibly sweet. As I kneaded her firm buttocks and shared a sticky, heated kiss, my cock hardened instantly. It had been a while, and a simple kiss wasn't going to be enough.
Elenore and I stripped off our clothes right there. Every last piece, including our undergarments. We returned to our primal state. "Haeru's magnificent member..." Elenore swallowed hard as she faced my cock after so long. She naturally gripped it, rubbing it softly as if she were in heaven. The foreskin of my large cock slid back and forth with her touch. Every time it did, a wave of pleasure surged to my brain, and the urge to love her grew overwhelming.
"I thought only of you every day, Haeru. From the moment I woke up until I went to sleep... there wasn't a single moment I didn't think of you."
"Same here. I wanted to have sex with you every day." Honestly, I only thought of Elenore when I was sending her operational instructions via letter... I hadn't quite formed a deep emotional bond with her yet. It still felt more like a superior and subordinate relationship. Regardless, I reached between her legs and caressed her pussy. Her flesh was incredibly soft and supple. And perhaps because she’d been having lewd thoughts, she was already wet.
Standing there, we teased each other's genitals with our hands and kissed again. Stimulated by the sensation, our tongues flickered even more frantically than before. "Put your hands on that rock and bend over."
"Yes." She did as she was told, pushing her hips back. I grabbed her shapely pelvis and pressed my cock against her slit. It was the moment we both had been waiting for. Elenore’s breathing grew ragged, filled with expectation. As if to signal her excitement, a glob of pre-cum oozed from her pussy, trickling down the inside of her thighs.
"Hnnngh...!" I thrust my cock deep inside. Perhaps because it had been a while, it felt tighter than before. Her vaginal walls twitched, gripping my cock tightly. Elenore’s snow-white buttocks trembled seductively, stimulating my eyes as well.
"You're overflowing with sensuality."
"Pardon?"
"Nothing. I just mean you're incredibly hot."
Slap, slap. I began to thrust my hips, expertly pounding her buttocks. "Hnn, ah, Haeru..." Elenore was in ecstasy. She let out nasal moans and whimpered, filled with affection. "Elf pussy really is the best. I don't think I can ever be apart from you, Elenore."
"I love you. Hnnng... please, thrust harder. I want to go to paradise with you, Haeru."
"I'll take you there right now."
We made love passionately. In front of the rock, lying on the grass, beside the trees, and even inside the waterfall, we changed positions and scattered our sweat, saliva, pre-cum, and semen everywhere. "Haa, haa." "Whew." By the time we reached our second climax, we were both drenched in the waterfall's spray. Elenore’s golden hair, soaked through, lost its dye, returning to its natural red.
"Shall we go check on Berzena?"
"Yes, let's." Elenore, her skin looking even paler from the water, smiled brightly. Our steps were light after finally satisfying the lust that had built up between us. Even so, my hand continued to knead her twitching buttocks as we walked side by side.
"She's awake?"
"Yeah." When we returned to where we’d left the bag, Berzena was already out, wandering around and collecting insects. The bugs she caught didn't try to escape; they simply clung to her hair and body. Even though it had been a while, we talked as comfortably as if we’d seen each other yesterday.
"Have you been well?"
"Not really."
"How did you get caught?"
"It's all because of Nightstream."
"Why me?"
Elenore and I crouched down next to Berzena, who was busy catching bugs, and started putting our clothes back on as if it were nothing. I looked at Berzena, who had blue hair cascading down to her chest, as I zipped up my pants. "What did I do wrong?"
"Did you know? I was interested in Nightstream."
My connection with Berzena went back five years. Back then, our hero party had to face a massive monster that could truly be called a beast, and Berzena had helped us immensely. "So, when Nightstream left me, whenever I saw Lurkers passing by, I thought of him and helped them out a lot. That's how I got caught by those humans. They told me not to do things like that."
"Hmm... I see. Aren't you hungry? Catching bugs already?"
"Why did you leave me? I told you not to go."
"I was in a hero party. I had to defeat the Demon King."
"You could have defeated him with me."
"How were you going to beat the Demon King all by yourself?"
"Like this?"
The grasshoppers, dragonflies, larvae, flies, and pill bugs clinging to her body all flew or crawled toward me at once. They stopped dead in their tracks, as if ready to attack. "Don't forget, Nightstream. I'm a beautiful, yet terrifying young lady of the Glin race, old enough to be married. I'm not afraid of the Demon King."
I turned to Elenore. "See? Berzena can control insects at will. She can see things through their eyes and even communicate with allies through them. She's an essential member for a thief like me."
"Ah... so that's why you rescued her from prison. That's amazing."
Fortunately, Berzena could speak well, but her physical condition wasn't normal. Having been trapped in a dirty, cramped cell for so long, she walked unnaturally and had lost a lot of muscle mass. Her eyesight had weakened from being underground, and her body was frail from long-term malnutrition and the stress of confinement. She needed time to recover. We stayed at the port of Parall for a month. During that time, I secretly traveled back and forth to the prison island of Barantraz to carry out various tasks, successfully achieving my goals. Finally, the time to leave arrived. Elenore, Berzena, and I packed our bags and headed straight for the Taron Principality. There was no need to ask if Berzena wanted to join us; she had naturally integrated into our group while recovering, and thus, she became our comrade.
Several weeks passed as we traveled through various villages and cities on our way home. During that time, I had sex with Elenore countless times until we were truly close, and finally... "I can see the castle gate ahead." I stared at the sturdy gate guarding the capital of the principality in the distance. Instead of relief at being home, I felt a strange sense of tension.
"The name is Kim Haeru? Then halt." As expected, guards blocked us as we reached the gate.
"I'm staying at the castle as a guest of Duchess Diana. Did you not receive word?"
"The Duchess ordered us not to let you in and to have you wait for a moment. She will be coming out to see you herself shortly. It seems she has something to say, so please wait." The guards weren't overly aggressive and explained the situation to us politely. 'Why is the Duchess acting like this all of a sudden?' I decided to wait and see, moving to the side of the gate with my party. Elenore asked with a serious expression, "What could her intentions be? After telling us we could stay comfortably..."
"Hmm... maybe she's trying to kick us out. She might have realized that my existence is a burden."
I didn't care about leaving. But I hadn't finished reading the ancient book that revealed the location of the Demonic Sword Gore yet... What should I do?
I finally arrived at the capital of the Taron Principality, where his presence lingered heavily. I could see the castle gate ahead. It felt chaotic, with many people and carriages loaded with luggage. The guards were even performing inspections, creating a noisy, congested line. "It would have been better to just fly in," Caladia muttered. She was just about to stop in front of the gate and turn around when, by chance, a familiar man's face caught her eye.
"Ahhhhh...!" That guy...! It's him...! Her eyes turned into snake-like slits, filled with ecstasy, and her body trembled slightly. 'Nightstream...!' She shuddered, realizing she had finally found her enemy. Nightstream hadn't noticed her yet. Caladia walked straight toward him. 20 meters. 10 meters. 5 meters. He was busy doing something else, completely unaware until she was right on top of him. As she approached, she whipped off the cloak that had been covering her face and body. 'Come forth, my demonic sword, Eternity.'
It was the moment she spread her right palm to summon her demonic sword. "You wench! Who told a Lurker like you to walk around wearing such expensive clothes!" Out of nowhere, a stone flew through the air, hitting her arm before falling to the ground.
"Hmm?" Caladia stopped dead in her tracks and looked around. People were already paying attention to her, and their gazes were hostile. "Look at that, look at that. Where would a Lurker get such expensive clothes?"
"She must have stolen them! You wicked bitch!"
"Lurkers should only wear rags!"
Insults and stones flew at her simultaneously. It was an unexpected situation. Caladia stood there for a moment, just taking the small, gravel-like stones hitting her. Thud. Thud-thud. Thud-thud. That was when it happened. A man suddenly intervened, stepping in to protect her. "Everyone, stop! What are you doing to a defenseless woman! Have some shame!"
He grabbed Caladia, who had been standing there blankly, and pulled her into a tight embrace, taking the stones for her. Then, he smiled at Caladia and whispered, "Don't worry, I'll block them for you. Shouldn't we Earthlings help each other out?"
"..."
Caladia blinked her eyes, dazed. The face of her enemy, right there within reach of her breath. The man who was holding her and protecting her was none other than Nightstream. 'Why are you...' What on earth was this situation? The Demon King was bewildered. Her fingers, which had been about to summon her demonic sword, curled up, leaving her empty hands to fidget in the air.