Elven Accord

by Daniel Schinhofen

  “We need to help them,” Kuro said.

  “Gothy, man the gun. Kuro, open the back window and spray down the trees as we go by.”

  Becky and Kuro were in position and ready by the time they got close to the fighting. Alvin was glad to see the flamethrowers had been used like he had hoped to keep the beasts as far back as possible. There were some falunes leaping onto the walls, but Alvin could see soldiers fending them off. Wulnines and grezles were pacing just short of the fire, and a number of dead creatures were burning merrily inside the fire zone.

  “Going hot,” Becky called out as she began firing into the clumps of undead.

  “Burning,” Kuro added, starting to spray down the tree line.

  Alvin stayed near the tree line, looking for anything that would indicate one of the necromancers. Not seeing anything, Alvin frowned and kept rolling. He was surprised when a burning figure stumbled out of the trees, trying to quench the flames by rolling on the ground.

  “One necromancer down,” Alvin chuckled.

  “Here they come,” Becky said, pulling Alvin’s attention to the horde of undead that were now charging at the Humvee.

  “Reloading,” Kuro said.

  “Me too,” Becky said, bringing up her flamethrower to spray a stream of fire across the open ground. “Let’s make it difficult terrain. Mind your driving, Hero.”

  “Yeah, thanks for upping the difficulty,” Alvin sighed. “Kuro, switch sides. Help fend off the horde.”

  “Already waiting,” Kuro replied, having switched sides and gotten the window open while he was talking.

  Deciding the best course of action was to try breaking the horde into parts, Alvin drove at them. As they got closer together, he suddenly turned sharply away so Kuro was broadside to them. The wash of flame coming from the flamethrower enveloped a large swath of the undead, who panicked, making Alvin frown.

  Becky fired into the ones she could aim at until the M240B ran empty. When it did, she switched to her flamethrower and began to spray down some of the undead. With an increasing number of them on fire and running around with no cohesive goal, Alvin was able to turn away from the horde. Flames from a bit of splashing burned against the side of the Humvee.

  “That should give the town some time,” Alvin said as he angled them back toward the woods. “Go back to burning. If there are more necromancers still around, they might be in range of the flames like the last guy was.”

  The undead who were on fire were spreading the napalm to those around them, helping disrupt the attack even more. Becky smiled at that until she caught a glimpse of a mass of grezles coming out of the woods, angling for the north side of the town. “Hold up. We have a wedge to break,” Becky said.

  Looking over, Alvin saw the mass of fur and brought the Humvee on course to intercept them. “Second verse, same as the first,” Alvin said.

  The attack broke not long after they managed to ignite the grezles, long before the creatures got near the wall. Alvin chased the undead back to the tree line, then Becky and Kuro went back to setting fire to the trees. Alvin glanced toward the town and saw a figure raising a blade in thanks.

  ~*~*~

  Two hours later, Alvin drove the Humvee to the gate, which opened for them. A squad of Elves were standing at attention inside, and Wintersbreath waited just inside.

  “Can we get more of these weapons?” Wintersbreath asked without preamble.

  “I have to get more for us,” Alvin said. “We completely killed the two we had covering the woods between towns. You didn’t use all of yours, did you?”

  “No, but I would like to station at least one on each side of the walls.”

  “Makes sense. I’ll see what I can afford,” Alvin told her. “We’re going to take an hour or two to clean up and get some food. Then we’ll head out to burn more of the forest. This is going to take days to finish.”

  “What do you need of us, besides holding the town?” Wintersbreath asked.

  “Just hold the town for now. If you get more help in the next day or two, we can look at other options.”

  “You’ve saved this town multiple times,” Wintersbreath said. “It pains me that the other two fell under my watch, but we have a chance to wipe out the blight. The Queen will accept the losses, so you have my thanks.”

  “Don’t celebrate until we’ve finished burning the woods to ash,” Alvin said.

  “We will be keeping close watch on the forest. We will not be caught unprepared,” Wintersbreath said, stepping back from the Humvee’s window.

  “See you in a couple of hours,” Alvin said, opening a portal for the Humvee directly in front them.

  Chapter Forty

  “Jarvis,” Alvin called out, “can you have lunch ready soon?”

  “I’m already working on it, sir,” Jarvis called back.

  “Gothy, why don’t you and Mousie head for the shower? I’ll buy the flamethrowers then come join you.”

  “Don’t keep us waiting long,” Becky winked. “Come on, Mousie, let’s go scrub you down.”

  Watching them go, Alvin smiled. Lucky fucking bastard… well I will be shortly. Chuckling, Alvin went to the kiosk to buy the weapons, and set them aside. After this set, he was hoping maybe they could afford twenty hours of downtime to modify the Humvee. Have to push back the forest enough first, Alvin sighed as he headed into the main room.

  “I’m making soup and sandwiches, sir. They will be ready whenever you are,” Jarvis said.

  “Keep it warm. We might be a few minutes.”

  “TMI, sir.”

  “Oh, really? I could have said much worse.”

  “Fair point, sir. I revoke my objection.”

  “Knew you’d see it my way,” Alvin snickered as he shut the bedroom door behind him.

  Letting his clothing vanish, Alvin used the facilities before stepping into the shower. What he saw didn’t disappoint in the least: Becky had Kuro’s head in her hands, helping guide her to just the right spots. Leaning against the wall, Alvin let his eyes trace the two figures in front of him. Becky would be laying back on the bench soon, and Kuro would likely follow her.

  “Hero, why don’t you come over here?” Becky murmured, heavy lidded eyes filled with passion.

  “Might as well,” Alvin replied, his erect member leading the way for him.

  “I’ll take care of that,” Becky gasped with pleasure, licking her lips theatrically.

  Becky lay on her back, her head dangling off the side of the shower bench. Accepting her open and waiting mouth, Alvin slipped his cock between her willing lips. He let out a small moan when she wasted no time in pleasuring him.

  Reaching down, Alvin took her soft mounds in his hands, massaging them with firm hands and letting his fingers tug at her nipple rings gently. Feeling eyes on him, Alvin looked up to find Kuro still hard at work, watching him with needy eyes tinged with a hint of fear.

  Letting go of Becky’s breasts, Alvin gently lay himself on Becky’s body, inching forward to feed her even more of his shaft. “Mind if I help out, Mousie?” Alvin asked as his head came to rest on Becky’s thigh.

  Kuro stared at him for a long moment while her tongue kept stroking Becky’s sex, and eventually shook her head slightly. Smiling, Alvin moved his head closer to Kuro’s. Kuro’s breathing came a bit faster but she didn’t move away.

  “We might end up touching. Are you going to be okay with that?” Alvin asked gently.

  Head barely moving, Kuro nodded, her eyes starting to dilate. Moving his head a little closer, Alvin let his tongue trace across the top of Becky’s sex. Kuro lowered her head, paying more attention to Becky’s slit, but didn’t move away. Considering it a win, Alvin let himself focus on tonguing Becky’s clit.

  A deep moan came from Becky as the two of them tag-teamed her. Trying to return the favor, she sucked at him harder and lifted her head to take more of him. Alvin inched forward again, which let her take all of him, much to their mutual approval.

  Moving his head b
ack a little, Alvin let out a shuddering breath. Blinking, Alvin found Kuro almost nose to nose with him. She was licking Becky’s clit with fervor, her eyes locked on his.

  Seeing the challenge in her eyes, Alvin let his tongue snake out. Kuro’s tongue withdrew, but flicked out when he pulled his back. Alvin smiled as the two of them played tag with Becky’s engorged clit. After a minute, the accident waiting to happen happened, and their tongues met.

  Eyes widening, Kuro froze in place, her tongue stilled on Becky’s clit. Alvin kept his gaze on her, letting his tongue dance from Becky’s flesh to Kuro’s tongue and back, over and over. Kuro slowly unfroze, letting her tongue meet his in a questioning probe while the two of them continued to pleasure Becky.

  Becky, feeling them French with her clit in the middle, started to tremble as her orgasm built. Sucking harder, she gagged slightly on Alvin’s cock, wanting him to cum. Moaning while Becky did her best to push him over the edge, Alvin inched forward a bit more and locked lips with Kuro. She moaned and pressed her mouth to his while their tongues dueled for supremacy.

  Feeling their tongues leave her, Becky let out a frustrated moan, left teetering on the brink. Alvin, lost in the moment, moaned as he began to cum and filled Becky’s mouth with his seed. His hand grabbed her thigh, squeezing as his thumb brushed her sex, which was all Becky needed for her own release.

  The kiss broke abruptly when Kuro pushed back from Alvin. Staring at him with conflicting emotions, she scrambled to her feet and fled the shower. Pulling himself from Becky’s mouth, Alvin tried to follow her, but his legs didn’t support him.

  “Gothy, go after her, she needs you,” Alvin told her.

  Becky sat up shakily, looking around for Kuro. “Damn it.” Getting to her feet, Becky left the shower in search of Kuro.

  “Fuck,” Alvin sighed. Pushing himself to his feet, he went to follow Becky but stopped himself. The last thing she needs is you coming after her like a hound... just let Gothy handle it. Grabbing the soap from the wall, Alvin began to wash up. You knew she would bolt. Why did you press it, idiot? Angry with himself and second guessing his choices, Alvin shook his head.

  As he was rinsing the shampoo from his hair a few minutes later, he froze in place. Soft lips had taken the tip of his mostly limp member into a sensual embrace. “Gothy?”

  “I’m here, Hero,” Becky said from beside him. “Just relax and let her do this.”

  “Mousie?” Alvin’s voice went up slightly, knowing now who was kneeling before him. His cock went from flaccid to erect in seconds.

  “Oh? You like the idea of her on her knees for you, Hero?”

  “Yes,” the single word was a slow shudder of pleasure as Kuro took more than just the head of his cock into her mouth.

  “See, Mousie? What did I tell you?”

  The mouth vanished from his cock, and Alvin let out a ragged breath.

  “That he wants me, but doesn’t pursue me because he is afraid of causing me harm,” Kuro replied before her mouth slid back over Alvin’s stiff flesh.

  Tilting his head further back, Alvin finished getting the shampoo out of his hair and eyes. Looking down, he saw Kuro looking directly up at him. “Oh gods,” Alvin whispered as their eyes met.

  Seeing the desire in him, but also the restraint, Kuro took more of him into her inexperienced mouth. “Not too fast, Mousie. This is new for you,” Becky told her. “We’ll get you more practice if you’re willing to let him touch you. Are you willing?”

  Kuro nodded her head, pushing even more of Alvin’s length into her mouth and making her gag slightly. Alvin groaned as his knees shook.

  “Hero, you should let her know what a good Mousie she is,” Becky husked in his ear, her hands rubbing his chest and back. “Touch her… be gentle and nice, but touch her.”

  Eyes fluttering as he felt his need growing, Alvin cautiously reached out and stroked Kuro’s hair. “That feels amazing, Mousie. Thank you for this.”

  His honesty was plain and he wasn’t forcing her to do anything she didn’t want to, so Kuro bobbed her head a little faster on his shaft. Alvin let out a deep moan and his hands stilled on her hair briefly. Lost in the idea that she was controlling the moment, Kuro was a little startled when Alvin’s fingers began to delicately trace her ears. A needy shiver ran through her when he began to work her sensitive spots in an almost perfect pattern without even knowing it.

  “That’s it, Mousie. You’re a natural cock-loving slut. I knew you would be for Hero,” Becky panted, getting worked up watching them. “Work him until he fills your mouth, then swallow every drop just like I do. Prove you deserve it.”

  Kuro’s eyes widened and she sped up, apparently working herself into a frenzied need. Alvin’s hands spasmed as his balls began to tighten up. When his hands contracted on her ears, Kuro let out a moan of her own as her own sex began to tingle.

  “Let me help,” Becky murmured as she knelt beside Kuro. Ducking her head, Becky began to lick at Alvin’s balls while one of her hands slipped between Kuro’s thighs.

  The extra stimulation was too much for both of them, and with deep moans, they released at the same moment. Alvin locked his knees to stop from falling, the sensation of Kuro swallowing each spurt from him and her continued sucking exquisite torture to him. Kuro eagerly swallowed each offering Alvin gave her, that she had wanted since she had gotten a taste a week ago on their way to Alinaholt.

  Becky withdrew from both of them, her hands going to her own needy flesh. A minute later, Becky orgasmed with a cry of release as the two of them watched her. “I needed that.”

  “I’m sure you did,” Alvin chuckled. “I’ll thank you for everything later tonight. We need to finish cleaning up and see about food.”

  “Mousie and I washed up before you joined us, and you washed up just a minute ago,” Becky said, getting to her feet and turning the shower off. “Let’s not keep Jarvis waiting.”

  “Too late,” Alvin muttered.

  Kuro glanced briefly at Alvin before following Becky out of the shower. He caught the look and recognized it; it was obvious she wanted to speak, but was unsure how to approach the topic. Wait until tonight. Maybe she’ll have settled on what she wants to say, Alvin told himself as he followed them out.

  Chapter Forty-one

  A single guard was waiting for them when they drove out of the portal. “Champion Wintersbreath needs you at the west gate,” the guard shouted as soon as the Humvee appeared.

  Alvin floored the accelerator, tearing through the streets at speed. Soldiers were firing arrows out into the killing field beyond the gates, and a few others had spears at the ready. “Fuck, they are pushing this,” Alvin growled.

  Wintersbreath jumped down from the wall as they got closer, waiting until the Humvee came to a stop beside her to speak, “Tell me you have them?”

  Before Alvin could say anything, Kuro had opened the back door, and began handing out the new flamethrowers. A couple of Elves grabbed them and rushed off to rejoin the fight.

  “Is this gate clear enough for us?” Alvin asked.

  “The bulk of them are on this side,” Wintersbreath said. “If you go out the north or south gates, it would be better.”

  “Fine. We’ll go flank them. Hold them off,” Alvin nodded. Twisting the wheel, Alvin turned toward the north side of the town.

  “Break the attack and then go back to burning the woods?” Becky asked from the gunner’s hatch.

  “Yeah, start with the M240B,” Alvin told her.

  “I had already planned to,” Becky replied. “There’s just something about your big weapon in my hands…”

  “Not the time, Gothy,” Alvin chuckled.

  “Fine, but I want what Mousie got once we stop for the night,” Becky said.

  “That and more. Now focus, please.”

  “I am focused, Hero. I’ll even focus on the fight for a bit.”

  Shaking his head, Alvin came to a halt before the gate. “Open the fucking thing so we can help,” Alvin sh
outed at the guard staring at him.

  “The fighting—”

  “I know, they can’t open that gate. So open the fuck up already.”

  The woman bristled but started shouting at the guards with her, who began to unbar the gates. Waiting for them to get the gates opened felt like an eternity to Alvin. As soon as he had room, he rolled the Humvee through the gap.

  The M240B opened up after they turned to follow the wall to the west gate as a pack of wulnines charged around the corner. “Bad doggie, bad,” Becky snickered as the beasts were swiftly mowed down.