TheNiteSiren
Virginal Temptress
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Lenaya trolloped through the long grass, wondering about when she should be doing her chores. It was a beautiful sunny day in the small countryside village of Bree. Rumors had floated about that King Aragorn and his company were making their way through the town to escort four young hobbits back home. Lenaya or Naya, as she was known by her friends had always wanted to see elves. Her grandfather had told her stories of them when she was a child and some of the dwarves of Erebor.
The heat of summer and the beautiful blue skies made nice long swim would be heaven on his sore body. Day after day, Naya was working at the Prancing Pony as a serving girl, sometimes even cooking if one fell ill. She was no stranger to hard word which is why today was such a treat for her. Naya undid the pins her hair to allow the sable mass to blow wildly in the wind. What she hadn't expected was that someone was already at the creek.
She darted behind a tree near the bank with a small gasp. The 'intruder' turned his blonde head to see what had made the noise but dismissed it. Naya's golden brown eyes took in the masculine beauty that sat at the edge of the creek. He was tall, even taller than her father, with long blonde hair and a strong jaw line. Never in her life had she felt that tingle other girls felt when they saw a certain someone. She had always been to busy working, reading or gallivanting around the countryside to notice men in that way.
But this one had her attention, very aptly. His expression was worn and kind of sad, which tugged at her heart. 'What has made my lovely one so sad?' When he started to pull at the laces of his clothing, Naya shut her eyes, almost having to suppress a squeal of surprise but her curiosity got the better of her. Slowly she opened her eyes in time to watch him slip off his tunic to reveal a toned and flawless chest. "oh my." She whispered to herself, in awe of him. The elf undid the ties of his hair also and sat to remove his shoes.
Naya felt a warmth in her belly and she didn't think she could speak even if she wanted to. Her breasts felt heavy and the nipples were hard, scratching the inside of her blouse. His body was perfectly toned, his arms spun with tight muscle that made her ache to feel them holding her. He went for the ties of his breeches and Naya fell forward, almost splashing right into the water. As quick as she was, Naya still couldn't hide in time to avoid him seeing her. Now she stood, her cheeks blood red while the male elf gazed at her. She wasn't sure if he was angry at her spying or just confused by it.
Nervously she laughed and just barely got out the words: "Hello."
The heat of summer and the beautiful blue skies made nice long swim would be heaven on his sore body. Day after day, Naya was working at the Prancing Pony as a serving girl, sometimes even cooking if one fell ill. She was no stranger to hard word which is why today was such a treat for her. Naya undid the pins her hair to allow the sable mass to blow wildly in the wind. What she hadn't expected was that someone was already at the creek.
She darted behind a tree near the bank with a small gasp. The 'intruder' turned his blonde head to see what had made the noise but dismissed it. Naya's golden brown eyes took in the masculine beauty that sat at the edge of the creek. He was tall, even taller than her father, with long blonde hair and a strong jaw line. Never in her life had she felt that tingle other girls felt when they saw a certain someone. She had always been to busy working, reading or gallivanting around the countryside to notice men in that way.
But this one had her attention, very aptly. His expression was worn and kind of sad, which tugged at her heart. 'What has made my lovely one so sad?' When he started to pull at the laces of his clothing, Naya shut her eyes, almost having to suppress a squeal of surprise but her curiosity got the better of her. Slowly she opened her eyes in time to watch him slip off his tunic to reveal a toned and flawless chest. "oh my." She whispered to herself, in awe of him. The elf undid the ties of his hair also and sat to remove his shoes.
Naya felt a warmth in her belly and she didn't think she could speak even if she wanted to. Her breasts felt heavy and the nipples were hard, scratching the inside of her blouse. His body was perfectly toned, his arms spun with tight muscle that made her ache to feel them holding her. He went for the ties of his breeches and Naya fell forward, almost splashing right into the water. As quick as she was, Naya still couldn't hide in time to avoid him seeing her. Now she stood, her cheeks blood red while the male elf gazed at her. She wasn't sure if he was angry at her spying or just confused by it.
Nervously she laughed and just barely got out the words: "Hello."
