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Vale pulled Yuji closer to him, burying his long fingers in the silky black hair, claiming his full lips in a fierce and wanton kiss. He finally broke for air and kissed and licked his way along Yuji"s jaw to his ear, tracing it with his hot tongue and nipping it sharply enough to make the man groan.
One hand slid down, dipping between them to slide inside Yuji's jeans, and Vale drew Yuji's hard cock free, his thumb circling the head and smearing precum over the slit. "I want to taste you," Vale murmured, pushing Yuji onto his back so the elf could tug off the tight jeans. Vale's breath was hot on Yuji's thighs, his long hair falling forward to tickle the man as he worked the jeans down and off, careful not to damage them. The he reared up again for another ear nip before he fell on Yuji's nipples, suckling one and teasing it with his teeth while he rolled the other between his thumb and forefinger.
Vale trailed kisses across Yuji's marvelously sculpted stomach, tracing the lines of his chiseled abs with his tongue until he reached the thick cock he longed to taste. Vale swirled his tongue around the head, flicking across the sensitive cleft on the underside, and then lowering his lips over that glorious cock, his flattened tongue pressing along the underside as he let the head bump the back of his throat. Vale let his throat relax, and swallowed Yuji, humming a little to send a vibration rushing through the man. Vale's cheeks hollowed as he sucked, pulling back as slowly as he dared before releasing Yuji with a pop.
"I want you," Vale said, his eyes almost glowing. "I want to take you in me, now."
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Vale moaned as Yuji engulfed him fully, very nearly unable to control himself. Fortunately, Yuji drew back and released Vale before he reached that point of oblivion and when Yuji asked him if he wanted to get into bed, he moved with alacrity to clamber into the bed. He waited with perfect patience for Yuji to position him, his eyes shining as he looked at his lover.
"I am yours," Vale murmured, his cheeks flaming to match the handprints on his firm ass, and he waited for Yuji with a radiant smile.
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Vale quickly slipped the boxers on under the kilt and wrapped the scarf around his neck so that the ends hung down over his chest. Receiving the signal to begin, Vale began to hum an ancient elven melody, softly at first, a song that spoke of love, and lust, and passion. His hips followed the tempo of the music as he hummed, and his eyes were locked on Yuji, pools of green fire at this point. His erection was barely restrained by the boxers, and he began to weave his body in tight, sinuous movements, like a lover writhing in a bed.
Vale let his hands run over his chest, stroking across his nipples until they were hard and erect. He teased the bottom of his shirt free of the kilt, and slowly worked it up over his flat belly, sculpted abs revealed with aching slowness as he continued to dance his sinuous dance, hips swaying and circling. He finally worked the shirt high enough to reveal those pebbled nubs, and then it was tugged over his head and cast aside as he ran his hands through his blond mane.
Now, in boot and kilt, the scarf dancing lightly across his tight nipples, Vale increased the tempo a littlle more, arching his back and thrusting his hips forward. His fingers found the small leather strap that held the waistband of his kilt firmly closed, and he delicately tugged it free of the buckle. Vale very slowly began to unwrap the kilt, taking his time as he writhed to the music he was humming. He passed the fabric behind him as he opened the kilt to reveal another layer of fabric in the front, which he held in place almost coyly. He drew the kilt away from his firm ass, holding out the cloth, and then finally let it fall away.
Now wearing only his tall boots, the boxers, and the scarf, Vale turned as he danced, his back to Yuji as he bent over and lifted one leg to tug off a boot, the boxers taut across his curved ass. He repeated the process with the other boot, and then slowly writhed his way around to face Yuji, the boxers straining to hold his erection, the ends of the scarf teasing his rock-hard nipples. His eyes locked on Yuji's eyes.
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Vale paused for a moment to whisper, "Thank you," to Haer'Dalis, and to run a finger lightly across the delicate scarring on the tiefling's face.
When he turned away, Yuji was gone, and Vale's heart sank. He hurried to the teleportation portal, remembering how Yuji had held him so tightly on the way to the bar, and he flung himself through heedlessly. He emerged to see Yuji on the deck, smoking a cigarette, and he hurried over to stand in front of him.
"Yuji..." Vale murmured, reaching out to touch him, leaning into him. "You said you knew what you wanted me to wear. I lost, so I get to strip for you." Vale looked up, his green eyes filled with heat. "Let me show you how I can dance for you."
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Vale surrendered to the ferocious kiss utterly, relishing the feeling of Yuji's hand fisted in his hair. They had danced their way through this seduction all night, and Vale was more than ready to give himself over to Yuji completely.
It took a moment for Yuji's question to sink in, and Vale turned his head to look at the tielfing when Yuji tugged on his hair. Haer'Dalis was exquisite, and Vale had enjoyed their flirtation the first night they had arrived, but he could only think about that delicate trust that had sprung up between him and Yuji earlier, in the exercise room. Yuji had spoken to Vale so openly, and trust like that was not tossed aside lightly.
Vale leaned his head back into Yuji's hand a little, and found his voice. "Tonight is yours, Yuji. Haer'Dalis, you know that I'm interested in you. I made that plain the first night. But this, tonight, this is for Yuji. Just for him..." Vale's voice trailed off, and he felt suddenly sure he had chosen correctly. He let himself relax even more into Yuji's grip, a slow smile curving his lips.
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Vale finds himself under an intensely pleasurable assault as Yuji manages to sink every one of his striped balls while bumping his firm ass into Vale's now aching erection. The sake slid down almost unnoticed, and Vale takes a deep swig of beer as he had seen Yuji do.
Yuji explains what he needs to do to win the game, and Vale finds himself hoping that Yuji will sink the 8 ball and end this exquisite torment. When Yuji sheds his silk shirt, leaving only his tank top on, Vale has to restrain himself from ripping off that last bit of fabric, desperate to touch that silken skin.
Yuji lines up his shot and Vale holds his breath as the cue stick flashes forward. The cue ball rockets off the right bank, slams into the 8 ball and the black ball falls easily into the lower left corner. Yuji straightens up, triumph written in his stance, just as Haer'Dalis strolls over and asks if he can join them.
Vale looks at Yuji, his green eyes almost black with lust, and the elf waits for his hunter to claim his prey.
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Wench looked at Sand as the song finished. "Another, my elf?"
"Oh, yes," Sand drawls, leaning in to kiss her. "Oh, did you mean a dance?"
Wench's laugh is merry as she kisses her elf back.
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Vale watches as the 12 ball sinks easily into the pocket, concentration evident in Yuji's easy stance. He debates for just a moment actually dipping in and nibbling an ear, remembering how Sand had driven Yuji wild by doing just that, but Vale decides at the last moment that his small lie about knowing the game was enough cheating for one day. He waits until Yuji straightens up to hand him the shot of sake and the beer, and only then does Vale swoop in to run his tongue along Yuji's ear, finishing with a delicate nip.
Vale laughs in delight as Yuji shivers a little, and he can see the bulge in Yuji's tight jeans grow even larger. His own erection is better disguised by his kilt, but Vale decides to toss subtlety out the window and leans back a little, arching his back so the the tenting of his kilt is more obvious.
As Vale tosses his head a little, he catches sight of the tiefling at the bar. It takes him a moment in his lust-fogged state to recall his name... Haer'Dalis. A musical name, pure poetry and suited to a bard. A frisson of excitement runs up Vale's spine when he realizes that Haer'Dalis is watching him as well. Yuji has already demonstrated a strongly possessive reaction to PW, and Vale wonders how he'll react to the delicious tiefling.
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Wench tossed a grin over her shoulder at Bishop, mischief in every line of her. "So come dance with us, ranger. Show me what you've got." She gave a lazy roll of her hips against Sand as they strolled to the back, her jeweled sandals winking slightly.
To her delight, T was singing a Bowie song, and Wench turned to Sand. "Nice and sexy, my wizard. Let's show these children how it's done."
Sand was only too happy to comply, and they began to dance...
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Vale shivered as Yuji licked his ear, letting his hip bump gently into Yuji's leg. The anticipation and the sheer sensuality of the man's presence was steadily undoing any concentration vale had on the pool game, but the other game was proving most enjoyable. He watched as the 2 ball sank neatly into the pocket, and as he slowly straightened up, he swayed just enough to brush against Yuji again.
"That's a marvelous technique," Vale purred, his voice slightly roughened with lust. "Let's see how well I've learned." He lined up his shot for the 3 ball, a difficult shot since he was going to have to bank off a bumper. He narrowed his green eyes in concentration, his breathing just a little ragged, and he drew the cue stick back slowly before slamming it forward. His technique was fine, but his aim was just a hair off, and the ball kissed the pocket before rolling away.
"Ah!" Vale laughed, throwing his head back as he stood up, his blond hair cascading down behind him. "So close! Your turn, my excellent teacher!" He gave Yuji a burning look as he stepped away from the table, letting a languid hand trail over the man's shoulder and down his arm.
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Wench grinned. "If you can do Crosby, I can do Bowie." She turned her dark eyes on Bishop. "You're fixating on age, are you? I'm a ways older than you as well, dear boy." She laughed again, her eyes warm. "Age is nothing that matters. What matters is how old you feel. There are days, by that measure, that I'm older than my wizard, or his sorcerer, for that matter."
Sand had been watching Anesor as she tried the tuna, and he seemed dismayed by her response. "It was a courtesy, my dear lady, and not some sort of test. It is simply the way among my people to share. If what I offer is not to your taste, I will take no offense if you refuse." He shook his head slightly. :Honestly, dear lady, I am not some sort of wicked judge."
Wench stroked his shoulder. "Elfhome ways aren't familiar to everyone, and you've been immersed in them more these days that previously. Anesor is not privy to your situation, my wizard."
Sand looked slightly abashed. "Forgive me, then. I have been awkward again. Perhaps I will withdraw for a bit."
"You'll do no such thing, my wizard. You'll dance with me." Wench stood, and smiled at the trio. "If you'll excuse me, I'm going to dance off my appetizer before indulging in an entree." She slipped her arm around Sand's waist and they went in search of the dance floor.
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Vale's eyes widened when Yuji kissed him, and then he surrendered gladly into the heat and lust. He was panting slightly when Yuji broke the kiss. "I don't want... please don't stop..." Vale broke off, his cheeks reddening. He took a quick deep breath, and, still leaning over, he managed a breathless laugh. "I'd love for you to show me a good technique with the cue."
Vale stood, running his hands through his hair and pushing it back, letting his hips sway a little as he did so. He picked up his cue and turned his green eyes on Yuji. "Did I tell you how much I like those jeans?" He flashed Yuji a brilliant smile. "Still the 2 ball, yes? Come and show me this technique, then." His chest gleamed as though it had been oiled as his shirt gapped open when he turned to look at the pool table again.
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Wench grinned at Anesor. "I don't suppose you know any David Bowie? Oh, dear, I'm just an unrepentant old rock and roll groupie."
Sand in the meantime was laughing as Bishop goaded him. "I will tell you what, dear boy. You can parade about in a pair of swimming trunks and then come and talk to me. I imagine I looked fine. I felt silly, and that was my complaint, but Wenches do not care about silly elves." He shot an affectionate look at Wench. "But Midwinter, that's good. I feared perhaps it was a bit later, and I did have an obligation at home that I will not miss."
"Are you?" Wench asked, and she grinned when Sand nodded. "Make sure you tell me the date."
"Anesor, my dear lady, will you try a bite of this blackened tuna? I assure you, this spices are quite mild." Sand offered the plate to Anesor, and then to Casavir and Bishop. "Would anyone care for a drink?"
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Vale looked at Yuji as he took the pool cue. "I'd love to come and visit you in your country, and I really wish you could come and see mine. I live in a city that's mostly human, but with a sizable elven population, and we have several inns that are purely elven in decor and food. It's like being home in Evermeet, or Evereska for Sand."
Vale looked at the table carefully. "So, I need to try and hit the solid colored ball marked with a 1, yes?" He pretended to be observing his shot while he snuck a few looks at Yuji from under his lashes. Moving around the table, he bent closer to Yuji, speaking softly enough not to be overheard. "I 've been told that Mistress Pittwitch and Mistress Apollo may not be refused. My Wench was most firm on that, but I'm sorry if it offended you." He straightened a little. "I don't suppose I'm allowed to move the cue ball? No?"
Vale tossed his hair back with a laugh. He bent over the table, making sure that Yuji got the best view of his ass possible, and made his shot, sinking the 1 ball.
"Hey! You're a good teacher!" Vale leaned in and gave Yuji a soft kiss on the corner of his mouth. He really wanted to nibble on Yuji's lips, but he had overheard Apollo scolding Satoshi for offering to strip, and he was not sure if more intimate kissing was allowed.
Thus distracted by his thoughts of Yuji's lips, Vale missed the 2 ball but sank the cue. With flawless mimicry, he repeated the Japanese curse he had heard Yuji use earlier.
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Vale looked at PW, his green eyes very bright. "I'd be delighted to play a little pool with you, Mistress. Any way I can be of service, of course." His ass stung nicely, the cool hand over it felt even better, and her breath tickled his ear in a way that sent shivers up his spine. He shot a sidelong glance at Yuji. "It might be a bit later in the morning, or even early afternoon, though."
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"Oh, dear," Wench laughed. "Unrepentant pagan that I am, the Hallelujah chorus isn't one I know. Let me thinK a minute."
Sand was chuckling as he passed around the various appetizers. "The swimming costume was loose enough, dear boy." He grinned at Bishop. "Of course, any sensible elf will tell you that one swims naked. That's never the issue, I fear."
"The understatement of the century, my wizard," Wench said dryly.
"As I was saying," Sand continued, stroking Wench's cheek with easy affection, "I was more concerned with being chased by a village of irate halflings intent on recovering their pilfered garments. I will admit, though, that they did look quite nice on Vale." Sand looked startled for a moment. "Could someone translate the date for me to our calendar?"
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Vale found Yuji's laugh delightful, sweet and silly and completely infectious. Yuji had been serious and stern when he and Sand had joined him in his room, but this side of Yuji was even more fun.
"Shellfish, oh, lovely!" Vale leaned in and nibbled the fritter that Yuji held up to his lips, his green eyes full of mischief. He managed to snake his agile tongue around Yuji's finger as he nibbled the last bit of the fritter. "Delicious," he purred, and looked over the platter. He decided on a grilled shrimp that looked plump and luscious, and he offered it to Yuji with a smile. "We eat a lot of fish, my people. We don't keep herd animals, so all our meat must be taken in hunts, but the fruits of the seas and rivers, those we enjoy. Do you know what else I like that I had here? Noodles! We don't have noodles." Vale laughed as he looked at Yuji. "So, do you want to tell me the rules of this pool game, or what?" He leaned forward, and kissed a stray crumb away from the corner of Yuji's mouth, inadvertently presenting PW with far too tempting a target.
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Wench felt a little sorry that she seemed to have flustered Anesor. "I'm sorry, bad idea, probably. I'm better at those folk-type ballads that my lower register actually works with. Maybe Hallelujah by Jeff Buckley..."
Sand came back with Wench's wine as Anesor was showing Wench Casavir's t-shirt.
"That's perfect," Wench laughed, delighted. She shot a teasing glance at Sand. "No, my dear wizard, I am not buying you a t-shirt. The swim trunks were enough trauma for either of us." Sand's naked look of relief was almost comical.
"Tell me, my friend, does your dear lady expect you to wear clothing that looks like she had raided a halfling village to obtain?" Sand's tone was light, though, and he smiled at Casavir. "My tailor would have slit his own throat rather than make something so foolish looking."
"Your tailor is still drinking after the kilt orders," Wench pointed out. "You really did not need ten kilts each for a seven day vacation, and that's not counting the formal wear."
Sand shrugged. "I did want to look nice, dear Wench." He looked up. "Are those our appetizers?"
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Vale grinned at Yuji, enjoying being kissed so sweetly. "Well, I did watch you a bit at the house, and I did think I could figure it out, but you've found me out. Do you want a whiskey while I'm getting the food?" He rested his cue stick against the table. "Oh, and agreed, to all your terms. I suppose elves don't wear enough to make for a decent show, eh?" Vale laughed. "But if I do lose, I'll make sure I give you a striptease you'll never forget." Vale downed his whiskey. "Seven."
With a last wink over his shoulder, Vale strolled away, his hips swinging with the raucous beat of the music. He headed to the bar to order the Calypso platter and two more whiskeys, and stopped to greet Apollo and Pittwitch.
"Mistresses, good evening. This is a wonderful idea, this party. Thank you so much for all your effort in making this happen." Vale's green eyes sparkled. "Now, I need to get this food back to my friend, and get my ass whipped at pool." He knew he sounded far too delighted at the prospect, but surely they would understand.
Vale returned to the pool table with the food and the drinks. "You're going to have to explain some of this food as well," Vale chuckled as he handed Yuji a whiskey. He pointed to the conch fritters. "What are those?"
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Wench had to laugh at Bishop's reaction to the thought of karaoke. "Not a singer, Bishop? I heard you had a fine voice." She gave him a cheeky grin. "I don't know, maybe I can be coerced into singing. What song were you thinking of, Anesor? Maybe we can do a duet."
Sand arched an eyebrow. "Should I just get a bottle of wine, or are you feeling brave all on your own, my dear Wench?"
Wench laughed again, and gave Sand a light kiss on the cheek. "Wicked wizard. But I will take more wine, dear one." Sand sauntered off, his kilt swinging around his knees.
"So tell me, did you get a chance to look at our sand castles? Some of them were just gorgeous. But I still think Kansas's castle was the sweetest." Wench looked at Casavir. "Oh, and I owe you a thank-you, don't I?"
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Vale was torn between trying to guess the rules of the game and watching the enticing way Yuji's shirt had ridden up to reveal the golden skin of his back above the curve of his ass. He chuckled when Yuji asked him about what he would wear at home.
"Well, that depends," Vale replied, cocking one hip lazily. "If I'm working, I wear breeches, boots and a short robe. If I'm not working, I wear more traditional elven clothing. I wear tight breeches tucked into tall boots and a long tunic with loose sleeves that clasps at the neck. Over that I wear an open robe that falls to about mid-calf, usually silk or velvet. I don't normally bother with smallclothes, what you would call underclothes, but if I did, I'd wear a silk loincovering that ties at the sides."
When the solid white ball went into the pocket, and Yuji spat out a word that Vale didn't understand but certainly could recognize as a curse, he grinned. "My turn, then." He sauntered over to the table and looked at it. Yuji had not left him too many clean shots, and Vale's green eyes narrowed slightly. He thought he had a chance at the red and white striped ball marked with an 11, and he set the cue ball on the table. He leaned over, knowing full well that his kilt was riding up to reveal a stretch of long bare thigh as he mimicked the way Yuji had used the cue stick. Unfortunately for Vale, he underestimated the force required, and while he did tap the ball, he did not sink it.
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The choosing game was close enough to one Vale knew, and out of long habit, he called, "Rock!" He started to laugh again as Yuji put his hand over Vale's. Parchment covers rock, he remembered. "Alright, you have first shot." Vale gave another graceful half-bow, knowing it made his kilt sway perfectly and gave a quick hint of the sweet curve of his ass. "You don't dance? That's a pity. I was hoping for a preview of later..." Vale let his voice trail off into a husky little purr. He loved flirting like this, little sly hints and teases, the heated looks.
Vale watched carefully as Yuji carefully racked the balls and chalked his cue. Yuji's hair swung forward in the most distracting way as he lined up the cue ball and prepared to break, the cue stick sliding between his fingers gracefully.
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Vale sauntered into the bar behind Yuji, making sure the sway of his hips gave his kilt plenty of reason to sway. "I'm not so sure you have what it takes to beat me at pool, but I'm going to have fun watching you try," Vale replied, his own tone light but not enough to cover the slightly husky undertone.
His lips were tingling from the quick kiss, and the night was looking to be a success already. After all, he was at this bar, with a gorgeous man, and he was going to probably get his ass whipped at pool, since he really had no idea what the rules even were, but he did not care. In fact, although he intended to give it his best effort, the thought of losing had begun to sound good from the moment Yuji told him he had an outfit picked out for Vale to peel off.
Vale took the whiskey from Yuji and took a sip, savoring it. The music was loud and wild, and the beat was infectious, making Vale sway a little. He turned to Yuji with a grin. "Do you dance?"
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Sand gave Casavir a merry look. "I am indeed much happier, thank you." He sipped his scotch with pleasure. "I do believe my Wench will want to dance, and perhaps we will try that game called shuffleboard."
"You're not going to sing?" Wench teased. She leaned over to give Anesor a hug, and then gave Bishop and Casavir a hug as well. "Bishop, I'll split the spicy wings with you, and maybe Anesor can share something milder with Casavir? Sand?"
"The blackened tuna bites," Sand replied. "Anesor, you look radiant in that color. It suits you, my dear."
The final ball!
in 2011 AFF Virtual Vacation
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Dinner for The Week's End Ball
First Course:
Goat Cheese Medallions
Roasted Olives with Fennel and Lemon
French Bread Baguettes
Second Course:
Cold Cucumber Soup
Shrimp Cocktail
Third Course:
Caesar Salad
Fourth Course:
Champagne Grapefruit Sorbet
Fifth Course:
Butter Poached Lobster Tails with Caviar Mousse and Dijon Mustard Sauce
Grilled Pork Tenderloin with Blackberry-Wine Sauce
Pepper-Wine Beef Tenderloin
Sixth Course:
Individual cheese plates with Triple Cream Brie, Stilton and Wisconsin Cheddar Cheese, Fresh Figs and Hazelnuts
Seventh Course:
Molten Chocolate Tart
Cheesecake with Fresh Strawberry Conserves
Fleur de Sel Caramels