The lively gathering dissolved into the night as villagers began their slow pilgrimage homeward, their bellies full and their hearts warm with communal cheer.
Alima had started feeling nauseated shortly after dinner, so Jaheim swept her into his arms and carried her back to their palm hut, though they promised to return again tomorrow.
Firion's curiosity about Eurelca burned like an ember in his chest—Emani had once traveled through that distant country, and the forest elf hungered to learn more. So he and Kaida followed the yumbo man home, walking alongside his wife and their children through the cooling streets.
"Lulu, after you put the girls to sleep, can you bring me some tobacco?" Emani asked his wife kindly.
She responded softly, her voice carrying the gentle authority of a woman who knew her husband's habits well. "Aye, but try not to smoke too much, my husband. For pain is one thing, but too much of it is still bad for the lungs."
Two little girls ran beside her while she cradled a small infant in a satchel against her chest.
"Goodnight, baba!" They said simultaneously, their voices chirping like evening birds.
"Eh? What does baba mean?" Kaida asked, her head tilting with curiosity.
"That is what children call their father around here," Lulu replied as she handed her husband a small wooden box.
As he opened it, he took out a little paper sheet and sprinkled some brown-looking mulch on top. Then he rolled it into a cylinder and put the tip between his lips. He removed a small stick from the box and ran it across the bottom of his shoe, which caused it to ignite into a small flame that he then used to light the cylinder.
"Is that a cigarette?" Firion asked, surprise coloring his voice. "I have only ever seen the most privileged of elves in Aldenburg with such luxuries—just like the cocoa I had earlier. But how did you produce that small flame? Are those little sticks enchanted?"
Emani blinked a few times before he replied. "It's just a piece of palm wood with sulfur on the tip." He exhaled a plume of smoke. "We try not to use magic if we can avoid it—that stuff throws off the mana in the environment, which can make the wildlife out here more vicious. And to your first question, yes, we do produce many 'luxury' goods out here that we trade with Aldenburg and Eurelca in exchange for their merchandise."
He took a deep breath as the flames gradually burned the cigarette down.
"About a hundred years ago... I decided I wanted to enlighten myself, to become a potential candidate for the next oracle. So I took a pilgrimage into Eurelca." He told them.
Firion was a little surprised by this. "So elves... I mean, yumboes like yourself can become oracles like your grandmother? I thought it could only be something that devas could achieve."
"No—as long as you are of white fang deva origin, you're just as worthy as they are. For example, alongside the four oracles, there are two that are yumboes. One of them is the high king of Junai, and he is a direct descendant of the first known elf and white fang union—our equivalent of what you call a noble, King Omari." Emani explained carefully.
Firion's eyes widened. The king of Junai was actually an elf, despite the country originally being composed of devas!
He continued. "In addition to the white fang devas and the blue horns, there are two other deva races that are seldom seen outside of Eurelca. One of them is most rare—I have only met a single red wing deva in my entire time in that country, and she is married to one of my many uncles. When you see her from a distance, you could easily mistake her for an angel."
"Wait a minute... red wing deva? Firion, do you remember that story you read to me?" Kaida reminded him.
He then told Emani about a popular story known throughout Aldenburg called "The Red Angel"—an epic romance summarized as an elf prince who falls in love with a woman referred to as a red angel.
For the first time, Firion saw him actually crack a smile.
He held the cigarette between his middle and index fingers and chuckled a bit. "Funny, isn't it? Because from what I hear from travelers fleeing Aldenburg, many secrets are held from the general population. So it makes you wonder—if that book is actually a personal story rather than pure fiction."
Is it possible? Firion's mind raced. While the novel is much loved for being such a wild tale of foreign romance, could it be that it's actually a retelling of forgotten events? Or was it purposely made to seem like fiction?
"I wish I could ask more, but I don't wish to spend the rest of the evening on one subject. Emani, what was the other deva race you encountered in Eurelca?" Firion pressed on.
He resumed, "As I mentioned, there is one more deva tribe, and it's the most common one you will probably encounter in Eurelca—the black scale tribe, who possess long serpent tails, kind of like what you would see on a snake. Also, they have heavily bred with local elves for eons, ever since the first settlers fled their motherland of Xuanlong. The elves who bred with them eventually started calling themselves the yōsei. When you see them, you will be amazed by their culture."
Firion became puzzled again and asked, "Where is Xuanlong? I have never heard of this place."
"It's actually located north of here." Emani put out his cigarette by squelching the flame between his fingers and got up to pull a book from a low shelf.
Carefully, he flipped through the pages and presented it to Firion and Kaida.
"This is a picture of the landmass. I heard from some of the black scales and yōsei who lived there say it's a very mountainous region. Also, while much is not known about the red wings, I believe the Zana Tortuga is where they live." He showed them another page of what looked like many tiny little islands.
He added, "While I said I only met one red wing, I DID, however, meet a clan of elves who told me they are descended from a group of red wings who fled their country—the Alux elves. All of them had tanned skin, black hair, and the reddest eyes you have ever seen. Based on what I observed from the woman my uncle married, I believe they're being honest about their ancestry."
Firion and Kaida were bewildered by the revelation of all this—especially Firion, as the actuality of the world he thought he knew so well from the perspective of a single nation was actually heavily modified by the ruling caste to keep those of lower status from pursuing the outside world.
Suddenly, Emani's wife Lulu poked her head through the doorway.
"Mume, I believe it's time for bed. I already put our son to sleep. Remember, you need to rest your leg." She commanded.
He solemnly agreed with his wife. "Well, I believe we have exhausted the evening. I will be with my grandmother tomorrow to help with any questions you might have. Lala salama! That means 'sleep peacefully.'"
"Lala salama to you as well!" Firion smiled.
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He and Kaida walked away from the home, heading back toward the villa under a canopy of glittering stars.
"You know, today was amazing, Firion! We learned and tried so many new things." Kaida said with such contentment.
Her beautiful smile made him more bold. He scooped up his blue-horned wife, which only made her giggle.
He carefully whispered in her ear, "You know, we have not finished what was started this morning."
His face sported a devious smile while her eyes calmly agreed.
Under the starry night, the two kissed each other deeply, intending to complete the day from the ritual that was interrupted that very morning.
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After an eventful day filled with many colorful events and interactions, it was time to finish it with unsettled business.
Firion had Kaida pinned against the walls of the villa while his tongue ravaged her mouth. The elf held her in place with his knee between her legs as the friction from it teased her labia. He restrained her by the wrists as his mouth continued to taste her, traveling from her lips down to her neck where sweet-smelling pheromones built up.
She moaned as she felt his teeth lightly tease her while his tongue savored her sweet skin.
"Aaaahhhh!~ Firion... that tickles!" She wailed with a blushing face.
He gently nibbled on her neck and then began licking and sucking it, leaving a red mark. Even when shaved, the warmth from his nose and breath revealed a more aroused expression hinting at what she really wanted!
Kaida always had such adorable reactions, no matter what her mood was—but this particular face was one that only Firion knew! To him, it was like a personal treasure to see her look more vulnerable.
Slowly, he pulled down her blue silk dress, revealing her fragile yet voluptuous body—perfectly proportioned, with skin that glowed luminously and two beautiful breasts with soft, velvet-like nipples.
She shivered a bit as she gazed back at him. "I'm cold..."
He scooped her into his arms and carried her to the bed as they both sank into its folds. The elf began to caress her breasts while his lips remained locked on hers, but slowly her hands began to reach under his shirt as she felt for his abdominal muscles.
Firion paused for a moment when he realized what she was trying to do.
"Go ahead." He invited her.
Instinctively, Kaida began to undress him, starting with pulling off his shirt. Though it was a humorous challenge since he was much taller than she was, eventually it came off. The next part was his pants—while blushing intensely, she gracefully pulled down the fabric, and she was greeted by an excited phallic shape!
During the first night, she had been a bit intimidated by its size, but now she looked fondly at it as she began to carefully massage the glands. As she did, Firion revealed his vulnerable face. He was starting to sweat and blush profusely, which Kaida quickly noticed—invoking her mischievous side as she tried something even more daring!
She lightly began licking the head of the penis while occasionally nibbling on it, then after moistening her lips enough, she carefully took the head gently into her mouth.
Firion's eyes immediately jolted open with embarrassment as his face flashed red!
"Kaida... wait... hold on...!" He pitifully begged.
But now she was taking the lead as he gave into the amazing sensation! His body relaxed onto the bed as his caring wife spoiled him. Considerately, her mouth went up and down on the penis—though from the size of it, the best she could do was the tip, but her tongue and mouth treated it with such care.
Then Firion felt that particular surge at the tip and he panicked a bit!
"Oh no... I'm going to...!" He moaned as he tried to pull his penis away fast enough!
But just as he pulled the head from her mouth, he ejaculated all over her!
Kaida froze a bit embarrassingly.
Oh no... this was supposed to go inside of me! Did he use it all up? She humorously worried she might have spoiled the intimacy.
But Firion looked at her and chuckled a bit as he got a wet rag from a basin and began to clean her off!
"Pfffttt.... hahahaha! This is what I tried to warn you about..." He chuckled as he thoroughly cleaned her off. "Don't worry, I have plenty more left~! But regardless..."
He stopped and pulled Kaida toward him, giving another deep kiss of reassurance as his body enveloped hers. They paused for a moment as they gazed at each other.
"I didn't expect your semen to come out like that, but when I saw you moaning and my horns sensed how much you were enjoying it, I just wanted to make you even more happy!" She told him with a serene expression.
Once more, the elf's heart fluttered like that of a young boy, and with it another powerful surge was building up in his cock!
He then pulled Kaida's legs apart suddenly and began licking the wall of her entrance, causing her great shock as her face was filled with the same kind of embarrassment.
"Wait, Firion! This feels.... AAAAAHHHH!" She screamed as his tongue moistened her lips.
Firion was also starting to realize something himself. Even the flesh of her pussy tastes sweet! I think I am starting to understand why the nobles of Aldenburg wanted to hoard the deva women for themselves.
Soon, clear liquid was gushing from the vaginal folds as he licked his lips clean. Now it was time for what he had been building up for, as his cock was now quite angry!
Slowly, the pulsating rod stroked the ruby entrance as it was welcomed back into his territory.
Kaida smiled with pure joy as she felt the wonderful connection to her husband once more!
"Let's build our family." He whispered lovingly in her ear.
Soon, in various positions, the elf was giving his deva wife the copulation they had been anticipating since fleeing their humble home in the forest. He would shift from gentle missionary as she caressed his head to a more aggressive stance of pounding her womb from behind with powerful thrusts that shook the bed, as Kaida bit the blanket while holding back tears from the excitement!
I need to time this just right! I need to make sure my semen fills her womb! He contemplated.
He propped Kaida onto his lap as fatigue started reaching her. She panted for air with a red face.
"I'm fine.... I can... keep going..." She gasped between words.
Then suddenly Firion noticed her nipples started to produce milk again, and realized the opportunity. He clamped down hard on it as she wailed again from the stimulation, sucking aggressively to draw out her milk.
He realized, This lactation of hers—I know what it does now... I need as much as I can!
Then he took both breasts and greedily sucked them both at the same time! Kaida moaned louder and held onto his head with her remaining strength.
I need to hang on! But I feel like I can pass out at any minute! But I don't want to stop either! She thought as she summoned all her strength to remain conscious.
Then with one more position, Firion spread her legs as he poised himself above her and plunged his dick into the deepest parts of her womb! Hitting her cervix with every powerful thrust! He began to grit his teeth as the pain surged at the tip of his cock, timing it just as he shoved it deep into her womb one last time—a wave of semen erupted and filled her up as it seeped out!
Both of them, covered in sweat, collapsed from pure exhaustion.
Firion was going to pull it out, but Kaida stopped him.
"Leave it in for tonight. Let's just sleep for right now." She said with a somber expression.
He looked at her lovingly as his hand stroked her face, and just like she requested, he relaxed his penis in her womb as it stayed warmed.
They kissed one final time before they both lost consciousness and slept without a worry.
Little did they know, a little seed found its way into the garden.