Red Witcher

part nine

Elizabeth laid back against the soft cushions, her eyes gleamed with the soft red of the flames of the fire. Alto watched her carefully, knowing full well what the effects of the poison can do to a human.

"Elizabeth?...."

He whispered, moving closer to feel her forehead with the back of his cool hand. Warm. Too warm. From the wound, small, spidery webs of green veins emanated, the poison making its journey into her bloodstream. Not much longer and the side effects would begin.

Suddenly her green eyes widened and she sat up, bolt upright. Her eyes seemed to shift, looking less and less human by the second. Her lip curled, revealing her teeth as she found Altos face in the dimly lit room.

Alto stilled, just watching, aware if the danger he was in.

"Sweet girl, we are going to help you, just a few more moments...."

Before he could finish his sentence Elizabeth had gripped his shirt, pulling him forward. Their noses almost touching she stared absently into his brown eyes. His breath caught in his throat.

In a swift movement, Elizabeth had flipped the small man onto the couch, straddling him, her face, unchanged. Alto swallowed dryly, not daring to move.

"You can fight this Elizabeth. Please..."

Her face contorted into a smile, which could easily be confused for a snarl, before she pressed her lips against his. Alto gasped, her lips, chapped and dry, began to move against his own, her tongue pushing into his mouth. He tried to push her back but she was too strong, the venom working through her body. Giving in, he held her body, warm to the touch, too warm for any human. He felt her skin through the ripped thin fabric of what used to be her gown.

As she began to move against him he couldn't help but let a low moan slip from his lips. Although in immediate danger of death, he was a man after all.

Alto found himself kissing her back, his tongue intwining with hers in a sensual dance. His head span, either from the venom in her system entering his or from lack of oxygen, or both. His rough hands roamed her body as he pulled her closer, causing a almost animal groan to rise from the Princesses chest.

At this moment, the door swung open, allowing the Witcher and the healer to witness the two in the heat of passion. Both their eyes widened simultaneously.

"What the...."

"Fuck!"

Despite the entrusion Elizabeth didn't stop, kissing the mage desperately, hungrily. After a moment, Geralt sprung into action, rushing to grab the intoxicated Princess off the man. She yelled, angrily attempting to get back to Alto, who sat panting for breath beneath her.

"No! Elizabeth, stop!"

With this, she did, realising another victim was tantalisingly close to her. She turned her body to face the larger man's, the whites of her eyes shining with green veins.

"Lizzie....don't...."

Her hands roamed his chest before running further down, rubbing over the area she was most interested in. Geralt growled lowly, his eyes slipping closed for a moment before he snapped out of it, gripping her hands in his to still them.

"Drake! Make the bloody stuff already! Drake? Oh for Gods sake...."

With the mention of his name, Elizabeth turned her attention to the winged healer, smiling lustfully at him. Geralt lost his grip on her, allowing her to slip from his grasp and rush at the other man.

Stopping in front of him, her hands ran over her own body, ripping the soft fabric of her gown to reveal more of her body to him. Her finger tips running over her pink nipples.

Drake stared open mouthed, unable to move. Geralt sighed loudly.

"Fucks sake...Drake, finish the potion, I will deal with her."

Drake bit his lip hard, looking her up and down.

"Oh I bet you will Witcher..."

"Shut up and work!"

Drake, with great difficulty turned from  the woman, placing the ingredients into a stone pestle before working them into a paste.

Geralt moved over to Elizabeth, touching her shoulder. She snapped around, pushing him against the cold rock wall of the cottage. Her eyes, lingering over his full lips. Before he could stop her, she kissed him.