“Right, so you're pretty much the most solid elf I could hope to have at my side if I ever come into contact with that kind of magic. Right?"

“I... That isn't-"

“Oh yes it is. I'm not going to offer you any forgiveness, Valise. What you did didn't hurt me or mine so it's not my place to forgive it. That said, even an imbecile could see that you're not the kind of person you've just described to me. In fact, the shame and your hatred of who you were now serves to guard you against ever making those mistakes again. Keep that hatred hot, and that shame deep. Just remember that you aren't that woman anymore, and that the woman you have become is loved."

"Gregory, I don't deserve—"

“You don't deserve what? To be Loved? Of course you do. Besides, though your past sins might be pretty damn huge, I'm slightly insulted that you feel so much guilt over them."

“Why?" she turned her head to face him, and he looked directly into her eyes.

"Because you saved my life, and I'm the most important person in the world. I mean, seriously. What would you all do without me? Surely that makes up for your past transgressions."

That note of playful arrogance brought the smile back to her lips, and he saw a glimmer of amusement in her eyes. It was an immensely rewarding experience to know he'd put it there.

“Oh really? I saved your life and that just makes up for everything I've done?"

"It bloody well puts a strong argument forward for it from where I'm sitting. And it's not just the Life saving. You've helped me out here so much, Valise. I don't know what I'd do without you."

She felt an ache in her chest, and knew only he could ease it. So she shifted around entirely to face him, coming to rest on her hands and knees between his Legs. Her blue eyes seemed to have their own gleam, and he watched as they broke away from his face to glance down at the engorged pillar rising up from between his legs. A sweet silence fell between them, and each felt closer to the other than before. His acceptance of her in spite of her flaws made her feel like that ache near her heart wasn't going to disappear any time soon.

Then she grasped his cock amidst nimble fingers and stroked along its length before she bowed her head before him and brought it between her Lips.

"No." His tone was firm. "Not yet. Come here.”

Before she could begin Loving him with her mouth, he Lifted her by the shoulders and pushed her down amongst the furs lining her tent. He saw the note of confusion on her features, but she seemed to trust in his judgment. After her confession, he wanted to show her just how much he valued her service. Once her back had settled against the furs, she ran her fingers across his bare chest and enjoyed the touch of his battle-sculpted physique. His skin was hot to the touch, and she felt his lust for her burning within that heat.

She wanted him badly, and he soon gave her what she wanted in a way she did not expect. Finding her fingers sliding up across his chest to settle on his shoulders, he had Lowered himself down her body. The hot traces of his breath on her fair skin sent crackling jolts of excitement through her. When he sank down between her legs, she parted her thighs to welcome his attentions. Yet for all that, she still did not anticipate what he was about to do until the Last moment when his mouth fell upon her open pussy.

It wasn't the first time he'd done that to her, but in that moment she had thought he would use her for his own pleasure. She wanted to serve him. To make up for her past sins in any way she could. His understanding hadn't been something she'd expected, but the way he almost worshipped her with his tongue had come as a complete surprise.

Feeling his arms slipping underneath her legs, she gasped with pleasure when his tongue almost immediately sought out her clit. Slow, deep licks across that most sensitive of places were interrupted occasionally with almost playful flickers of the tip of his tongue against it.

“Gregory, I cannot-" That was all she managed to get out before her breathing became ragged and he stopped teasing her. Apparently he'd decided to devour her instead.

He Loved the experience of pleasuring a woman with his mouth. In his time on Arolius, he had assumed a more dominant sexual personality. It was in his nature to be the aggressor, and in the case of Fiona in particular he knew that it became something even more. Still, to his mind there was nothing more potent or enthralling to his partners than to have his mouth upon their sex. To watch as they came apart on the movements of his tongue. It had been something he'd taken to practicing at length, and strangely enough he rarely struggled to find willing participants for his studies.

By the time his tongue touched Valise's wet lower Lips that day, he'd become very talented indeed. She certainly didn’t disappoint either, as her body writhed in his clutches and she moaned his name whilst he sent a thunderstorm of hot pleasure throughout her body. In truth, he could have happily lapped at her like that for hours. He enjoyed the taste of a woman on his lips, but Valise had a somewhat unique flavour that was sweeter and clearer than he'd tasted before. Like a fresh water spring, she poured forth against his hungry mouth when she reached a sharp climax. He drank heartily upon all that she had to offer.

After that, she reached down between her legs to place her hands in his long, dark hair. Again, she thought that he would claim her with his cock. She wanted him inside her, thrusting and taking his own pleasure from her. Again, he subverted expectations and continued tonguing at her dripping folds. With his arms Locking her Legs in place, he stroked his hands along her slender belly until his fingertips lowered to join his tongue.

She felt his fingers brush against her clit, slower than his tongue had been lavishing licks upon it. The slick, warm organ instead began to lower and probe deeper inside her open petals. His lips sealed around that velvety opening and lightly began to suck and tease at the tightening flesh he was so content to explore. The touch of his fingers grew firmer and deeper, causing her muscles to tense; pushing her once again to the brink of a climax more powerful than the first. She rocked her hips to that steadily increasing rhythm of his fingers whilst they teased out a symphony of ecstasy within her. A silent scream parted her lips when it finally reached its crescendo and she lost herself to it completely.

Gregory watched from his front row seat as the beautiful woman clawed at the furs beneath her and writhed against them in a dance of pure passion. This time, he allowed her to catch her breath, and only softly massaged the outer Lips of her pussy with his tongue whilst keeping his fingers away from her sensitive clit so she could properly savour the afterglow.

She didn't realise that he had shifted his position until she finally opened her eyes and found him settled over her. His fingers had replaced his tongue between her legs, and they had already begun stirring the familiar ache to feel him against her again. Lowering his head, he set a loving kiss on her lips that she welcomed openly until their tongues were entwined in an unending sensual caress.

They kissed Like that for a long time, and her hands eventually lifted up to stroke along his cheeks. When it finally came to an end, he turned his face to plant a couple of little kisses in her palms and then shifted to whisper in her ear.