Chapter 12: Who Wants to Live Forever? (MF magic)

© 2011 Rhys Lysander

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[1]
Shrikeen flew Dathan and Arpi south to the Heline Suur as soon as the elf began to show signs of her pregnancy. For many weeks now Dathan had availed himself of the sweet milk produced by her breasts, becoming even more enthralled with her orbs than he had been before. The Heline Suur was peaceful, and there were many long nights for them to lay in the open clearings of the forest and watch the stars.

One night, when she was nearing full term, she was laying back against a tree as he lay with his head on her chest. He pointed to a grouping of stars variously known as 'The Stones.' About twenty stars of different colors formed two circles. “That one has the wrong name. We should call it 'The Twins'.”

“'The Twins?'” she asked, “Why is that?”

He rubbed his head between her breasts, “Because they remind me of you.”

“Hmmmph.”

Mere days after their last attempt to give better names to the stars in the sky and the patterns they formed, Arpi gave birth to their first child. A perfect little girl with pure elven features, they named her Shri. Shrikeen, fortunately for the parents, did not know what to say and thus chose to say nothing.

…

For many years things went on normally and pleasantly, and then when Shri was five, Arpi began to notice little things about Dathan that she slowly realized were signs of aging. Asura's curse was coming true—Dathan was indeed aging, and would one day die.

“Come now,” he said one evening. “You must realize there is a price to pay for happiness.”

“Why must there be a price?”

“Because only those who are mortal value life. Because you and I were not meant to have children. Your wish has made that possible. But fate demanded a price.”

“How long do you have?”

Dathan laughed. “Shrikeen and I have spoken of this, and to her I appear to age as a normal human. I should think you will not be rid of me for a very long time.”

“Good. I have no desire to out live you.”

When Dathan did not answer, she asked, “What is it?”

“The time is not up to me, and it is not up to you.”

Arpi nodded. Fate was fickle, and there was no way to know what she had in mind for anyone. “There is something I should tell you, but I am fearful you will be angry with me.”

“Is it perhaps that you knew your having my children would make me age normally?”

“How--”

“Heline told me.”

“Please forgive me,” Arpi sobbed slightly, “I wanted to have our children more than anything. But I never wanted to harm you, of course.”

Dathan stroked her hair. “Arpi, I have lived for a very, very long time. I am quite prepared for that to end, just not today. And I am quite pleased at the thought of having more children with you.”

Arpi sniffled and hugged him close.

“There is, however, something that Adavanha did not tell you.” When Arpi's eyes met his he said, “She did not tell you what happened to my long lifespan.”

Arpi shook her head, “What is there to know, our children will take it from you.”

“Yes,” Dathan said, “That is precisely it. My lifespan will become part of our children. As you are young, you will probably still outlive me, but our children will outlive all others save the Guardians.”

Arpi realized that her mouth was hanging open. She shut it. He continued, “And Shrikeen expects that any pureblood elves will have similarly long lifespans, probably several hundred years.”

“Wow,” the busty elf said.

“Yes, wow indeed. You, my dear elven slut, are mother to a new race of elves.”

“Well, hardly a race. We have one daughter who is quite a long way from having her own children.”

Dathan lifted her chin and kissed her. “Are you ready to begin on the next one? I should like to have a chance at a son.”

Arpi nodded excitedly, all her worries fading as she reveled in his longing for her. “Might I ask for something?”

Dathan feigned shock, “What, taking the years of my life is not enough?”

“Ah,” she said, “But you have already agreed to give me those.” Dathan nodded, it was true enough. “In the years since we left the tower you have not bound me. I have missed it, but never asked you why.”

“I have not given it a thought. I suppose I could think on it.”

She held a finger to his lips. “I do not care for the why, I am certain you have your reasons. But from now on, when we are ready to have another child, I want you to bind me and take me in that manner each and every time until we are certain your seed has taken.”

She could feel his cock hard and throbbing against her, “I see at least part of you approves.”

“Oh Arpi, I shall enjoy granting your wish,” he said as his mouth closed over hers.

She squirmed and tried to get him inside her, but he kept out of reach and soon left her. “I shall be right back.” She frowned at him, but said nothing.

[2]
By the time he returned with some food and drink, it was twilight. The two of them sat together and ate in silence. As they finished eating and the skies grew dark, a few heavy clouds moved in. A light rain began to fall, but it was still warm. Dathan opened up a leather bag and withdrew several lengths of cord. He threw them to Arpi.

“I believe you said something about binding you. Tie those on your arms and legs and by the time you finish I will be ready for you.”

Arpi smiled and began tying double looped knots to her calves and wrists. As she worked, she watched Dathan pull four long tent stakes from the bag. “I thought I had lost that bag!”

“This? This is far too useful to let it just disappear. Do you know what it took to make this thing?”

He drove the wooden stakes firmly into the ground, knowing the hook on top would hold Arpi's loops and limbs just as firmly. He finished just before she did. “Whenever you are ready,” he said.

“Oh,” she said, crawling to the center of the assembly of stakes. “I have to do the work?”

“The very first time we met, you restrained yourself knowing full well what was coming.”

Arpi grinned at the memory of the cool stone slab with the handprints on it. She did not have to check to know she was wet.

“And now you will do the same, knowing that I will ravish you until you are again with child.”

Arpi spread her legs wide and tossed the loops over the tent stakes. Her pussy, glistening with moisture and signaling her readiness, spread open in invitation to her lover. Laying back, she lassoed the stakes with the wrist loops on the first try. Now she was going to give, or take, whatever he wanted, for as long as he wanted.

No sooner had she secured her wrists when Dathan pounced on her pussy with his mouth, thrusting his tongue deep to lap at her. Her hips rose up to meet him as he pleasured her. When he seized the bud of her clit between his fingertips and flicked his tongue over it, she came in a rush, far faster than she had in a very long time. But as she came he did not let go of her, and he worked to drive her to yet another peak. “Dathan, ooooh, please let me breathe,” she moaned. She was rewarded with a chuckle but he did not relent in his assault. Soon, her hips bucked again and the breath caught in her lungs. “Dathan!” she yelled, and this time he softened his efforts as her climax waned.

“Mmm,” she purred, “That was wonderf--oof”

She was interrupted as Dathan thrust his cock into her soaking pussy. “Nothing to say my dear?” he said as he started stroking within her.

“Ahhh, I'm full and that's what I wanted.”

Dathan knelt between her outstretched thighs and took her breasts firmly in his grip as he fucked her, bouncing her tits in time with his thrusts. “You're not full just yet, but we can fix that.”

Arpi was thoroughly enjoying her fucking and was fast approaching yet another climax. “Fuck me, Dathan, come in my pussy.”

He was pounding her now and she was straining against her bonds. “I'm going to fill you now my little slut.”

Arpi smiled, then her features twisted up as her body started to tighten in orgasm. “Come in your slut, my love. Come in me!” she squealed at the end as she strained to tighten her pussy around his cock and felt him swell within her.

Dathan crushed her tits to his chest as his hips sped up of their own accord. He groaned loudly as her pussy gripped him, then yelled as his cock began to spurt his seed deep inside her. He kept fucking her hard and fast until he at last he was through and her pussy was nearly overflowing with his cum.

He noticed Arpi was smiling at him. “What is it?” he asked.

“Do you even know what you said?” He shook his head. “You yelled, 'Take it slut.'”

Her smile told him she did not really mind. “Did I now?”

“Yes. You've not said something like that in far too long.” She wiggled her hips. “Now, can you stay in me for a bit to keep everything inside?”

Dathan grinned wickedly and reached for the bag. When she saw him produce the golden dildo, she frowned at him. “Frustration is not what I hoped you had in mind when I offered myself to you,” she said.

He slowly withdrew his softening prick from her and sat behind her, lifting her head. He threw the dildo a feet away from her pussy. As it twitched, she started bucking her hips. The dildo began to slide over the grass toward her pussy, and Arpi thrashed in her bindings to evade it. “Damn it, I don't want that thing inside me, I want you!”

“Shhh, so much anger. I think you have this all wrong.”

“No...I...don't” she grunted with effort as the dildo jumped to within an inch from her cum filled pussy. As it then contacted her flesh she tried to squeeze and keep it out, but the magical toy would not be denied. It slid unrelentingly into her pussy and began to send delicious feelings through her. “Fuck!” she yelled in surrender. The golden phallus was warm, and though it was not actually moving, it certainly felt that way to her. Even more, it sent wonderful feelings straight to her clit, promising a climax but she thought it likely never to deliver.

“Puh, please take it out and just let me wait until you are ready again, don't tease me.”

Dathan rested her head in his lap as he reached out and resumed playing with her tits. “Teasing? Who said anything about teasing? I might need a short break, but I know you do not.”

And then, to her wonderful surprise, the dildo changed its actions just slightly and she nearly burst in release as it drove her to climax. But it did not stop there. It somehow sensed her state of arousal, and three times in a row as her climax tapered off it drove her to another. She was completely out of breath when it shifted its efforts and resumed simply pleasing her. “Oh Dathan, this..is..a.. very nice way to wait.”

He pinched her nipples, “You are such a slut.  We'll see if you still feel that way in an hour.”

“An hour?”

“I want to be ready for you, and I cannot let you become bored as you wait.”

“Bored? I--” her breath caught as the golden prick shifted to climax mode and quickly brought her to three more intense orgasms.

…

“Oh fuck,” she panted as she came down from yet another triplet of climaxes. A sheen of sweat now covered her body in the aftermath of so many orgasms. This time when she opened her eyes she noticed Dathan was again kneeling between her thighs, his prick hard and ready. She groaned as he pulled the dildo from her still twitching pussy, then he stretched out and covered her body with his own, his chest resting on her breasts and his mouth at her ear.

“Tell me what you want my dear.”

“Please don't fuck me. And don't cum in me since you might make me pregnant.”

He laughed. “I think that is exactly what my little elf slut wants. Why else would you have tied yourself in such a position?” They both groaned as he slid into her. “Mmmm, you feel good my little elf. Now, milk my cock with your pussy and make me fill you up.”

Arpi bucked her hips and squeezed his prick. He responded by starting to fuck her. “I love you Arpi.”

“Mmm, I know Dathan. Now use me. Cum in your little eleven slut and give her your child.”

His strokes and her squeezing were quickly getting them to the finish. He kissed her deeply, their tongues copying the intimate dance happening a few feet away. They groaned into each others' mouths as they both came and he spilled himself into her. It was only moments later that he broke the kiss and found her smiling up at him. She knew with certainty Asura had come through again. “Very nice Dathan, you did both.”

Understanding at once, he smiled, then reached for the golden dildo. “Best to make sure,” he said. She sighed, then giggled, then screamed as it entered her and began its dance.

Epilogue, Part 1
“Who wants to live forever? Who dares to love forever?
Ohhh, when love must die.” Queen, Who Wants to Live Forever?

Arpi and Dathan had four children over fifteen years. All were strong and healthy, two boys and two girls. They thought about having more, but decided Asura's actions would likely mean trouble of some kind if they tried for more. They did not desire to have any of their children die, whether as newborns or as some way to ensure she never possessed more than four children at a time.

Their children aged normally, until they reached their mid-twenties. Then the process stopped altogether and they seemed to just stay the same.

Much to her sorrow, Dathan died when Arpi was in her fiftieth year. He went peacefully in his sleep, surrounded by their four children and with his head nestled between her breasts. Shrikeen arrived the next morning, somehow knowing he had passed. She took his body and returned north. It was the last time the five elves would see a dragon.

Arpi lived to a hundred and twenty, the unexpected benefit of having given birth to the new race of elves. She taught them everything she could imagine and told them, repeatedly, what she knew of history. She lived long enough to be able to coach her two daughters through the birth of her first grandchildren and to see those children take their first steps in the Heline Suur.

And Arpi never quit talking about her love for their father, just like Julienne before her.

One night when she was very old, she went for a walk in the forest by herself. When she stopped walking she was in the clearing where she had offered herself, for the second time, to Dathan. She lay down in the grass and looked up at the stars, finding the one Dathan had called home. That name, and that part of the story, was the one secret of the history she had kept. Aside from her only the Guardians and the dragons knew of it. She sensed movement and saw Heline sitting next to her on the grass. “Life is wonderful,” she said to the Guardian.

Heline lay down next to Arpi and hugged her, brushing the old woman's hair from her face. “Yes it is. Now rest, you've had a very good run.”

Arpi closed her eyes and went to sleep for the last time as soft drops of rain landed on her face. The Guardian shed a single tear, and remained with her departed friend for a long time.


Epilogue Part 2
A young elf in her mid-teens sniffled at the end of the tale. “Mother, that was a beautiful story, but it seems like a really long answer to why we live so long,” she said to her mother, a (surprisingly enough) busty redhead named Arpinia.

“Perhaps, but it is important to know where one comes from.” Arpinia tweaked her daughter's nose, “And it is important to me that you learn our stories.”

“What happened to the dragon egg?”

“No one ever spoke of it again, and if you ask the Guardian, she will give you some enigmatic, but ultimately useless answer. What I do know is that there are still a few dragons in the world. But whether or not they are related to Shrikeen,” she shrugged, “Who can say?”

The teen nodded, then seemed to think of something else. “At least now I understand why the starshape of the Gypsy doesn't look like a person.”

Her mother smiled. “The names given to the starshapes tell important parts of our story, but their meaning is lost to all but the elves. It is up to us to remember. After all, the stars do move, albeit quite slowly, and the shapes will be lost in the vastness of time.”

“How long has been since they left us?”

“I do not count the years, but let me think on it. We can have children starting at about one hundred, and if that were repeated about a hundred times, oh, perhaps ten millenia.”

The span of time did not bother the girl, but the first number did. “I cannot believe I have to wait so long to have a baby. A hundred years?”

“Age brings perspective dear. It is better to experience the world before bringing children into it."  Arpinia seemed to come back to the present, and to the other reason for the storytelling. 

Her voice grew serious.  “Now, every mother passes on to her daughters our covenant with our mother Arpi.” She held her daughter's hands in her own and looked into her eyes.

“First, when you reach childbearing age, and you will know when that is for all elves do, you must remove all hair below your neck. It is a sign of remembrance for the first meeting of our father and mother.

“Second, you will not have more than three children. This is out of respect for the price our mother paid to Asura to have our father's children.

“Third, when you are trying to get with child, you must ask your man to bind you as Arpi once did. She always felt she should have told our father for herself what the Guardian Adavanha had told her. She, and we, offer ourselves in this most intimate way to remember her actions and strive not to repeat them.”

When the teen nodded she continued, “Finally, above all else, you must love the world and protect it when you can. Our long life demands we consider things the humans, dwarves and others will not. This is our covenant with Arpi. Never forget it.”

The teen nodded solemnly. “I will remember Mother. Now, what, what do fathers teach their sons?”

Arpinia smiled quite broadly and sincerely, “I have never bothered to ask my dear, but I know you will not be disappointed.”
 

The End

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