<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/6/62/SexySorceress1.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Yesqwyn Haht (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=281310.msg13835622#msg13835622)<br/><strong>Class:</strong>Cleric/Mage<br/><strong>Time:</strong>A night six years ago, 571 CY<br/><strong>Location: </strong>Some sleazy tavern in Greyhawk<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Dreks, an apprentice mage<br/><strong>Content Warning: </strong>Graphic sexual content<br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><hr/><br/>"Goddess! Goddess! Goddess!"<br/><br/>It was quite likely that Yesqwyn's cries of ecstasy could be heard throughout the thin-walled tavern but she was past the point of caring. Her attention was focused on her current position, which was on her back with her legs in the air as the young man on top of her rammed his cock in and out of her pale ass. One of her hands was stroking her own rod while the other clutched tightly at one of her small breasts. Yesqwyn opened her vivid blue eye to look at Dreks's face. It looked red and tight, a sign he was about to reach his climax. It was good timing because the pair had been pleasuring each other for the better part of an hour and that was all the time ;this tavern rented its room for. This was not the type of place where anyone would want to stay the night.<br/><br/>As Yesqwyn predicted, Dreks soon threw his head back and made that odd grunting sound of his as shot his seed into the half-elf's back passage. Moments later Yesqwyn's cock exploded in her hand and coated her firm belly with white sticky liquid. A few spurts even landed on the underside of her breasts. Dreks watched her orgasm with fascination before pulling his shrinking manhood and collapsing next to Yesqwyn. The two laid there panting, Dreks looking as Yesqwyn's pale but flushed face as she stared up at the rotting ceiling. There was a long moment of silence that was finally broken by Dreks.<br/><br/>"What're you thinking about?"<br/><br/>"That I hope those elven priestesses can cure me of whatever disease I'm getting from these blankets."<br/><br/>Dreks chuckled but there was a serious look in his eyes.<br/><br/>"So you're really leaving to live with your father's people?"<br/><br/>"Yes," Yesqwyn replied. "My parents decided that rutting with mages for training is unacceptable. I tried telling them I only rut with the best mages but that did no good."<br/><br/>"You think I'm one of the best mages?"<br/><br/>Yesqwyn turned to glare at Dreks with those unusually blue eyes of her.<br/><br/>"No, you idiot. Your master is. You were a preliminary cock, his was the main objective."<br/><br/>"Oh."<br/><br/>Dreks felt a bit hurt. He knew their affair was no great romance but it still cut a bit to know how meaningless it was to Yesqwyn. She seemed to pick up on that and let out a sigh of exasperation.<br/><br/>"Look, I'm here now because you were the best I've had and that's out of quite a few. The fact I'm spending my last night in Greyhawk with you should make you feel flattered. Or maybe not. I don't care because I won't be around. Now stop being boring and let's get dressed before the next guests come barging in."<br/><br/>Without waiting for a response from Dreks, Yesqwyn got off of the bed. She cast a quick cantrip that summoned small blue lights that roamed over her body, cleansing it of the remnants of their exertions. Yesqwyn watched as the lights did their work, pleased with her magic. Her hips and breasts could be fuller, she thought to herself. There would be plenty of time to work on her figure while stuck in some gods-forsaken forest. Maybe figure out something that would draw attention to her without having to show what she had under her skirt. Like a tattoo or something. Mother would hate that but she would be a long ways away. The lights finished their task and faded away, so Yesqwyn pulled on her blue dress. She glanced over at Dreks putting on his own clothes. He had let his belt pouch fall open and among the smattering of coins was an oddly shaped piece of metal. Curious, Yesqwyn picked it up and examined it. The object didn't seem like much but it somehow held her attention.<br/><br/>"What is this, Dreks?"<br/><br/>"That?" he replied as he finished dressing. "I really don't know. Found it on the floor at my master's. Guess it was something left over from when he was making some magical item or something. I just though it looked interesting. You can have it if you like. Give you something to remember me by.<br/><br/>Yesqwyn rolled her eyes but still tucked the piece of metal in the pocket of her skirt. The two made their way out of the room, squeezing by the next occupants on the stairs. It was a slim bearded gnome and a quite obese female half-orc, looking as if they wouldn't make it into the room before consummating their passion. Yesqwyn was tempted to stay and watch but it was already late and she had much to do before leaving the city. As she exited the tavern with Dreks, the apprentice mage turned to look at her. He was doing a poor job at hiding how heavy his heart was.<br/><br/>"I don't suppose I'll ever see you again."<br/><br/>Shaking her head, Yesqwyn giggled softly.<br/><br/>"Oh, cheer up. Maybe someday you'll become a wonderful mage and I'll rut you out of your secrets. Wouldn't that be grand?"<br/><br/>Dreks didn't answer, so Yesqwyn shrugged and walked away. He watched her for a while, wondering if she would look back. But of course she didn't.<br/><br/>