Aide Me

Extra Chapter: Aide And Shea's Moment

So Aide shared a moment with a certain vixen elf, who likes to exchange important information for 'sexual favors'. Emaia caught a glimpse of it, but I thought I'd give you the whole scene, as seen from Aide's POV. And we jump right in...

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"Hero. I was beginning to think you weren't coming."

He almost didn't. Even now, just listening to her poisonous voice speak those Elven words to him, he felt his stomach turn. He hated playing this game with her. Hated. But sometimes it was needed. And this was definitely one of those times.

"Shea," He replied, taking a step closer. "I see you're still the same as I remember you."

"You've become more muscular," She noted, eyeing him up and down. "And you wore your tunic and black leather beeches. You remembered what I like."

"Why don't we skip the foreplay this time?" He interrupted, walking up to her. He stopped once he was in front her and glared down. "Dom told me you had important information we needed. Tell me about it."

"You know I don't tell and then kiss," She chuckled, running a single finger down the plains of his chest. "We play it my way, or no way."

He grabbed both of her wrists and shoved her up against the tree behind her. "What do you want this time, Shea?"

Her eyes sparkled with lust and she dropped her gaze to his mouth. "You already know."

He decided to tease her by biting into his lower lip, glinting his fang at her. "Tell me something and I'll give you something. When have I ever not delivered, hm?"

"Oh, you have delivered," She mused, remembering all their other times together, the same memories he was trying to forget. "But this time, I'm beginning to think I need more than just a little peck on the cheek..."

"How much more?"

She let her smirk speak for itself.

He resisted the urge to curl his lip at her. She was unbelievable. "This information better be worth it, Shea."

"I am quite certain it will," She smirked lustfully, arching her back, so that their bodies met. "After all... Breaking into the secret vaults of King Ragnar's castle wasn't easy."

He froze for a brief moment. "You managed to break in to the secret vaults?"

But Shea just smirked. "I've given you something, Hero. Now you give me something."

This was going to be torture. Shea enjoyed control, but she also loved a dominant male. And if he wanted any information, he would have to play his part well.

So he released her hands and allowed her to run them down his tunic, feeling his body underneath. All the while his skin started to crawl.

"Oh yes, you really have become much more muscular." She purred, scraping her nails against his chest. "Have you improved anything else?"

"Why don't we find out?" He forced the words to leave his mouth and as soon as they were, he knew it was on. Shea smiled cockily, and with a strong pull, she brought him down to her. Placing a hand over her throat, he crashed his lips against hers, taking them in a powerful kiss. Just the way she liked it.

Shea immediately moaned and gripped the edge of his tunic, splitting it down the middle. In the mean time he kept his mind in the same blank, emotionless state he always did when he had to do this. It was the only way he would survive this torture.