Orin

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"Enter." I call. It would only be the lady. It was her but behind her was a tall cloaked figure. "I paid for the night."

"Indeed. This gent knows but says he has a proposition for you."

"If it's gold go away. I've no interest." The figure pushes into the room and steps to the side. The black cloak hid his entire person. Even his face was in shadow. The hood goes back and I stare stunned at an Elf. They didn't frequent brothels. What was he doing here? It was one of the ice Elves.

"Elves don't come to these places what are you doing here? I thought Elves were all about loving and free among their own kind."

"Indeed but at times I've a desire for a wider buffet. While the human is what I originally came for. I asked about who he was with. When I heard an Orc I paid handsomely to interrupt with this proposition."

"What do you want? I paid for the night I'm not leaving before dawn."

"I don't ask you too. Instead I ask that I might take his place." I stared in shock. My god he was asking to be my lover. I looked at my bed mate who stared in just as much shock. He smiled.

"I won't mind could I stay and watch?" he says. The Elf looks at him.

"As long as you don't interrupt." those cool blue eyes look at me. "Orcs don't sleep with men. Why do you?"

"Elves don't love outside their own kind, why do you? I suspect our answers are the same. Because it's where our desires are." I was being offered my deepest desire and fantasy.

"I'm a fair lover, I can take your cock with no trouble and I won't break the way a human would. I understand if holding me has no appeal." he says but reaches for the tie on his cloak. "but you and I both know it's only shock that keeps you from reaching for me already." I chuckle.

"There's that arrogance."

"I can see the deep desire in you. Your eyes don't hide how much you want this." he lifts a small bag and hands it to the lady. "A fresh pitcher of water please. Also, remember, I was never here." she nods. Disappearing she comes back in moments with a fresh pitcher of water and three cups.

"Anything you need just ask." he nods and shuts the door. I saw his eyes trail over me from my toes to my eyes. His eyes look over my cock then flip up to look at the braids splayed on my shoulder.

"You are a mighty Orc by the look of your braids." his hand goes to his ties on his shirt. One at the neck, one midway and one at his waist. He undoes buttons at each wrist. I'm enjoying watching, getting little flashes of skin as he moves. My body responded to the teasing show I was getting.

"By the look of you," I run over him, "you've taken great pains to show nothing of your family, position, or standing among your kind. Probably nobility, a son to inherit a position of high rank and doesn't want blackmailed or disgraced if this should come out. You have nothing to fear from me. If I did that I'd lose any chance of seeing you again."

"Thank you for understanding my silent wishes." the shirt slid down his arms and was laid gently with his cloak. Every movement was gentle and graceful. He pulled at the tie on his pants. The billowy lengths reminded me of snow in a storm. That was probably the point. He slid them down slowly. A glance at his face showed me he was enjoying giving me a show.

"I don't think I've seen anyone quite so enraptured by the sight of an elvish body." he says as he takes the pants from his feet. He had such a beautiful, pure white body. It shimmered as he moved. Thin, narrow hips, strong arms and thighs. His cock was a sight like non other. Long and perfect. Like smooth ice. He had no hair on his body but for the hair at his head. I ached to touch him. Sliding to the end of the bed I raised a hand and set it on his hip. He didn't pull away. His skin was cool to the touch. Soft as the snow he looked like.