Druids and Rogues (a DND love story)

Chapter 1*

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hey guys, sorry for the very late update but writers block is very real. just letting you know if the chapter has a * next to it, it is a *Spicy* chapter. if you don't like that you don't have to read it or you can skip over it. enjoy!!

Alfie's POV

I took a step back, giving the strange person room to breathe. Upon doing so, I got a better look at this mysterious person. He was about six foot three inches, with dull gray skin, deep crimson hair, and a pair of very interesting eyes. They were black with a red pupil. While I was admiring his horns, I saw that he was being pursued by some local law enforcement.

I turned him around, and as he protested, stuck my hand over his mouth, pulling him closer to myself. Pushing us as close to the wall as I could, I cast the Pass Without a Trace spell and watched as the guards ran past us. When I was sure they had gone, I took a breath, dropped the spell and released the man I had just protected.

"Do you want to tell me why the Guards were chasing you?"

"Thank you for your assistance, but you needn't worry about my issues."

"Your issues became mine when you bumped into me."

"Look, it was a simple misunderstanding, let us leave it at that and go our separate ways."

Something about him told me to not let him go, so as he turned to leave, I grabbed his shoulder. Turning him back around to face me, and after hearing his stomach growl, I said. "How about this, you must be hungry, so as a way to repay me for saving your life, you let me buy you some dinner."

I could see the internal battle he was having, as he contemplated my offer. He accepted, and we walked over to the tavern I was staying at. As we walked in, I walked up to the bar and ordered two dinners and two pints of ale. With food in hand, we sat at a booth.

"So, are you going to tell me your name or do I have to make one up?"

"Beric."

"It's wonderful to meet you, Beric, I'm Alphia, but everyone calls me Alphie."

**SPICY starts here**

As we ate, we got to know each other, and after many, many, drinks. We found our way up the stairs and into my room. In my drunken haze, I got a better look at him. Beric was an attractive man, with his trimmed red beard, and strange eyes, that I could get lost in for days. I didn't realize it until it happened but I was standing rather close to him. He looked up into my eyes and said, "You're beautiful." Next thing I know, I'm being dragged over to the bed. He climbs onto the bed so he is now taller than me and smashes his lips to mine.

The kiss ignited something within me and it felt like sparks. Our lips molded to one another like they were handcrafted by the gods themselves. He swiped his tongue over my bottom lip asking for entrance and I granted it. As our tongues fought for dominance, I pushed him onto the bed and climbed over him. As we lay there kissing, he flipped us and started to untie my corset. Once it was off and my breasts were free he trailed his kisses down my neck, moving my shawl off of me as he gave love bites and attention to my hardened peaks.

Moaning as he took the buds in his mouth, I ran my hands through his hair and over his horns. He traveled lower down my body leaving marks and kisses on the way. He got off the bed and started to strip, when he was fully nude he unlaced my boots and took them off along with my shorts, being mindful of my tail. As I lay bare on the bed, he stood there and admired me, like I was a work of art made with him in mind. He climbs back on the bed giving me another kiss before lowering himself to come face to face with my awaiting heat. He kissed the inside of my thigh and a shiver went down my spine. He smiled at this and lowered himself to my heat.

He kissed my clit and started to devour me. While he swirled my clit with his tongue, he inserted a finger in me, as he did this I moaned and circled my hips to try and create as much friction as possible. My hands went to his hair tugging a little, earning myself a grunt from him. He inserted a second finger, pumping in and out of me as a knot in my stomach grew. His pass became faster the closer I got. "I.. I'm close," I moaned which made him pick up his pass and as he curled his fingers in my I came undone. He closed his mouth around me as I came, lapping up all of my juices. When he finished, he brought himself back up, kissing me when he got to my face, letting me taste myself on his tongue.

He broke the kiss and looked me in the eye, "You ready," he asked as he lined himself up. I nodded, and he thrust into me, he felt bigger than he looked, as he gave me a minute to adjust to his size, he looked me in the eyes and caressed my cheek. After the pain turned to pleasure I started to move my hips, he got the message and started to thrust slowly in and out of me. I was a moaning mess, under him. Wrapping my arms around him as he face planted into my breasts, his pass quickening, as he strived to bring us both to climax.

"Beric, I..I'm gonna cum," I moaned in his ear, he lifted his head from my chest and kissed me as he thrust one final time, emptying himself into me as I came alongside him. He collapsed onto the bed as we came down from our high. Moments later I felt him pullout of me, I whimpered from the loss of contact, he smiled, kissed me and walked into the bathroom retrieving a towel as he started to clean both of us up.

Seeing as I took up most of the bed, being seven foot two, and a half giant, he laid on top of me with his head in my breast and one hand on each one. He hummed in contempt, kissed my sternum, and fell asleep. The last thing I heard that night was Beric's soft snoring.

**end of SPICY**

*****

The next morning I awoke to movement and a wicked hangover. I guess Beric felt it too, because he groaned and closed the drapes. I watched him as he climbed back in bed, facing me and going back to sleep, only for him to open his eyes and stare at me.

"Morning," I whispered to him.

"Hi," he whispered back, "how did you sleep?"

"I slept ok, but this weird guy, that I met yesterday, decided to fall asleep face down in my chest." I told him jokingly with a smile on my face. A pale red color spread across Beric's face as I said that. It was a nice contrast to his dull gray skin, he looked really cute.

"I'm sorry about last night, I don't normally do that to women I just met, and it must have been awkwar.." I cut off his rambling with a kiss. "You don't have to be sorry, was it surprising, yes, do I regret letting you do it, not in the slightest, but if it makes you uncomfortable then we can just be friends. How does that sound?" He contemplated it for a moment, then nodded his head. "How about we start over, Hi my name is Alphia Ravensway, but everyone calls me Alphie," I adjusted the blanket and held out my hand. "Nice to meet you Alphia, my name is Beric Blackhaven."

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