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Ellana Levallan ([personal profile] makerbreakit) wrote in [community profile] mapofstars2015-12-09 02:45 pm

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[ It's late-- Well past the sun setting on the horizon, and those in Haven are (presumably) asleep. Assumptions should show that this is the perfect time to infiltrate the gates, but being heedless of possible guards and night owls are what cause Ellana's footsteps to remain silent and slow. ]

[ Many days have passed since she's left her people back home. Ever since the loss of a fellow clan member, a certain someone whom she had grown up with, there was absolutely no negotiation in Ellana being the one to go after her. Through the devastation of the Conclave, the loss of their beloved Keeper, Eliana had managed to get caught in the crossfires somehow. It was only to be expected-- Liaran was her older brother after all. With Ellana having been the Keeper's Second, she had to stay behind with the others. In the midst of all the bloodshed, it hadn't taken long to discover that their leader had come to his demise... Yet Eliana was nowhere to be found. ]

[ Months had passed, and so had demanding letters that had gone unanswered. When the elders began talking of making funeral arrangements, Ellana had had enough. Without batting an eyelash, she left their village. Fast. ]

[ Eliana is all she has left. While the terms of their relationship bore no title and murky waters, Ellana never lost a shred of love for her. They had grown up together, nevermind the strong bond she held with her brother. It only makes sense that, in his absence, she be responsible for his beloved sister. Once Ellana passes through the gates of Haven, her footsteps become determined, hard, the staff at her back already glowing a mad and sharp blue. Tiny sparks of electricity crackle and echo through the halls until they make way to the War Council. She will start from the top and work her way down, prepared for disaster in the name of her best friend and her late leader. ]

[ Her foot kicks at the door, busting it open. Ellana reaches back for her staff with a burning intensity in her eyes. ]

Alright, my well of patience has run dry and I prefer to make this fast.

WHERE IS SHE?!
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[personal profile] godanswered 2015-12-13 01:44 pm (UTC)(link)
[She slumps forward, almost as if she's boneless as soon as El eases up on her. Gods, it's been months since she's had sex, years she thinks since she has come that many times so close together. She can still feel her clit throbbing, like a persistant little buzz from how over stimulated she is and Eli moans softly, the sound muffled by her sheets]

Oof.

[She's teasing mostly, when Ellana rolls her over and Eli moves with her easily. Sprawled out on her bed, legs hanging off the very edge nothing else really matters, not the cold, not the fact that she should be sleeping, or the distant sounds of the tavern. No there's just El,as hot as ever as she licks Eli's slickness from her lips before she bows her head. And Eli finds the strength to lift her hand, nuzzling her own nose against El's cheek as she threads her fingers through her lover's hair, slowly feeling her heart calm]

I know.

[She laughs, the sound soft and bright]

I missed that too. And you... Creators El, I missed you.

[Even just her friendship. The sex, of course it was fantastic, but El's companionship is worth far more than all the orgasms the girl could give her. To have her here, a warm weight against her, her breath matching Eli's would be more than enough.

That doesn't mean Eli's hand doesn't find her side, travelling down to her hip with some sense of mischief, as tired as it is.]
Tired? [She finds herself half hoping that El will still command her, will still let Eli fall back into the comfort of not making decisions. Now, more than ever she finds herself needing that.

But she thinks she just might need Ellana's taste on her tongue more than that]
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[personal profile] godanswered 2015-12-22 02:42 am (UTC)(link)
[Eli bites her lower lip as she waits, knowing she must look mischievous, cheeky almost. And she almost feels like that, as much as she is driven by merely wanting to bring pleasure to her lover. It's an old game for them, Eliana younger, always pushing gently at boundaries to see what Ellana will do. Always enjoying whatever it is she does end up doing, so called punishments never quite feeling like that.]

You didn't really give me a chance to breathe.

[Excuses, maybe. But she things it's a worthy one as she sits up, as she lets Ella take her hand and Creators she's missed this. Missed knowing how much she's wrecked another person with their own want, missed knowing what she's done to Ella herself and there's no hiding Eli's soft moan as she fingers twitch against Ellana's cunt, gently pressing against her clit]

Oh... [She sighs before she swallows, before she wets her lip and she can already feel her slight thread of control being taken away. She wants to wreck Ella like Ella did to her and so she bites her lip, dropping her gaze to Ella's cock, still slick and shiny with Eli's own wetness and heat floods her cheeks as she starts to shift closer.]

Maybe... first things first? You're... I made a mess, didn't I? [She's a little shy to speak about it, but doing is another thing. It's much easier to just run her tongue up the length of Ella's cock, holding the toy steady against El's body as she wraps her lips around the tips and Eli sinks down, moaning at the taste of her own slickness on her tongue]
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[personal profile] godanswered 2016-01-02 01:33 pm (UTC)(link)
[She's always loved this, with Ellana at least. Others, boys, they had been impatient with her, too quick, too clumsy, but Ella always knew how to keep herself steady. How to let Eli adjust to the thickness in her mouth, let her get used to it before she even attempted to fuck her throat. Ella was always gentle, careful with her, even when they did play rougher sorts of game. Sometimes it felt like she even knew her body better than Eli did

And there's no denying how intoxicatingly powerful it can feel to be making a mess of pleasure of someone with just your mouth. Even if it isn't flesh and a soft moan escapes her, lashes fluttering as she considers that though. Gods, that would be nice, she wouldn't even mind it if El came down her throat. With her it would be acceptable and she moans again, shivering as El tugs at her hair.

It's so easy to let the other woman keep the control. It would be easier still to just stay still, let Ella decide where her mouth goes, how fast, how deep how much. But that's not the point and even as Eli shivers, holding her cock steady as she works it down her throat her other hand is moving. Up Ella's thigh, slender fingers slipping under her smalls and Eli moans again, broken and wanton when she feels how wet her lover is.

She takes it slow at least, just the one finger at first as she lets that digit sink into El's slick, tight cunt. But one becomes two so easy as she curls the two of them inside her, rubbing against a softer spot as she sinks down and she's proud that she can still do this, can still take the length of El's cock down her throat till her nose brushes against her stomach and it's hard to look up and see but she hopes Eli is proud of her]
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[personal profile] godanswered 2016-01-21 12:05 pm (UTC)(link)
[She surrenders, completely to Ella's touch. Lets her eyes close and just feel, the weight of her cock on her tongue, so rigid and thick, the way it moves in her mouth as El rolls her hips. The feel of Ella's fingers hair, tugging the strands in a way that makes her shudder, makes Eli mewl softly around the length in her mouth, and she has to press her thighs together to abate the lust those pulls fill her with. She lets herself be Ella's, to use as she pleases as her fingers curl inside her slick pussy.

The moan makes her jolt, Eli finding herself breathing harder already and she delights in the clench around her fingers, already half rising as El grabs her shoulder and she needs it to, she needs to taste El again, a taste she's never quite forgotton and she doesn't care about the spit on her chin as she lifts her mouth off her cock, nods quick and jerky]


Yes, yes, please, El, please. [She knows she doesn't have to ask but she does anyway, even as Eli lays flat on her belly, nose brushing against Ella's hand as she gets herself closer. There's no time to pull her smalls off properly, just to the side and Eli pulls her fingers out to replace them with her tongue, pressing the muscle firmly against Ella's slit. And as the taste bursts across her tongue, it and Ella's scent making her heady Eli moans, tongue moving in quick flicks across Ella's tongue, one, two, three before she slides lower and presses it inside her with another moan]