The Comfort Elf
Here’s my newest release and my first commission featuring this lovely pairing. Been a minute since my last release for various reasons but I’m hoping to spin up my creativity for the month of feburary and my birthday later in the month! I also passed 12k follows on twitter this week so that was cool. Anyway, enjoy the art!
Commissioned by: Maxyo
Word from the commissioner:
"I've struggled a long time with my desires, and what I wanted sexually. Being an Hispanic man, born into rather deeply Christian family. I've had those thoughts beaten out of me, literally. It took me moving 5 states away to find who I was. I'm me. I don't need labels. Man, Woman, non-binary, whatever. I don't see labels. I see people wanting to be loved. Because in the end that's what we all desire, right? To be loved and appreciated. These characters are expressions of those desires, like everyone else, and I love them dearly Both Viconia and Kazeyo represent my desires, and I hope you love them, and this art as much I do."
Comfort roles in Kaldorei society were lesser known ones to the other races of the Alliance but they were absolutely vital to the continued strength of it’s mighty Wardens and Sentinels. It was an honorable position to be a comfort boy or maiden to those blessed with the spear of Elune.
Viconia had heard as much from the Wardens she had fought along side in Darkshore. She was surprised to learn that such comforts were available back at the main outpost and upon inquiring if outsiders were allowed to engage in it – and even more surprised when they said yes.
One comfort boy came highly recommended; Kazeyo Bloodthorn. A feminine elf boy who had seemingly provided his particular comforting to almost every lady in the Warden squad Viconia had served with.
As she stood before him in the temple, her eyes resting firmly on his delicate form veiled by a thin and slightly transparent robe – she could see why he was so popular. This being an honored tradition among the Kaldorei, she approached and treated him with care and respect.
“Greetings Lady Viconia. Please allow me to take care of you tonight.” He spoke, his gentle voice was like music to her ears and he was so adorable that it completely had her spellbound by him.
Viconia cupped his cheek in her palm, stroking her thumb just under his large luminous white eye as she peered eagerly down into them. Were he a common tavern whore, the desire to bend him over the nearest waist high surface and take him in a less than respectful manner would surely have won out. Nay, she would take her time and immerse herself in the embrace of a comfort boy, abide the ritual side of the way of the Kaldorei and act appropriately in lands where she was a guest.
“You’ll have to guide me through this. Kazeyo, wasn’t it?” She nodded, letting her thumb softly trace his lips.
“Indeed, I am Kazeyo. And it is custom for those blessed with the Spear of Elune to light a candle to honor the goddess before laying with a comfort girl or boy.” He advised gently, offering her an unlit candle. “I understand you are not Kaldorei but the gesture is not lost on the goddess regardless of who offers it in respect.” He bowed his head.
The Spear of Elune was what the Kaldorei referred to women blessed with the genitals of a man among their culture. In a largely matriarchal society it was seen as a very honorable blessing to have and such women were highly regarded.
Viconia smiled, accepting the candle from him. It was purple with the raised engraving of a crescent moon formed on the side. Her eyes drifting over to the gathering of candles across the temple with a small shrine to Elune, she could guess where she had to take it. She got a little ahead of herself and took a step towards it, but the elf boy gently stopped her.
“It must be done while naked. Allow me to undress you, Lady Viconia.” He nodded, smiling kindly.
Viconia didn’t need to be asked twice. She stood with her arms outward and left herself open to Kazeyo’s disrobing. She had been smart enough to leave her armor back at her own sleeping arrangements or this could have been a much more drawn out affair for the elf. Before she knew it, she was disrobed entirely. She had even noticed a very pleased looking bump of his eyebrows as he slipped her panties off and came face to face with her semi-flaccid offering down below.
As he stood upright once more, neatly folding her clothes to one side - he too joined her in nudity. Not that his thin semi-transparent robe did much to hide his delicate form beneath anyway. It was still far more beautiful a sight entirely laid bare. She doubted there was a man or woman worth knowing who wouldn’t lay with such a beautiful creature like Kazeyo.
As he turned away to lead her to the shrine, Viconia had to supress the urge to swat her hand against his shapely backside. She squeezed her fingers into the flat of her palm and followed him where he began his little ritual of candle lighting for himself before handing her an unlit one and bidding her wait.
“Blessed Elune, please favor Lady Viconia with much pleasure as she has returned from battle in your name and slain your enemies. Let my body grant this brave soul succor and satisfaction and see her burdens empty for her time with me.” He spoke before using his candle to light the one in Viconia’s hands.
Viconia knew not what to say to a goddess she didn’t worship and that was fine. She respectfully bowed her head and set the candle down with the others as Kazeyo did the same. As she stood up again, she turned her head in time to meet the gaze of Kazeyo who had slipped one of his soft hands into her own.
“We are bound by the goddess now. My body is at your will for as long as our candles burn and none will interrupt us.” He nodded, assuring her of that much. His other palm dropped much lower, finding the semi-flaccid cock of his human companion to gently stroke and caress her large member. The shake in her breathing as he stroked her member communicated to him just how long it had been since she had last had release and he could already see her burdens dissolving away.
Viconia cupped his chin in her palm, running her dark thumb across his feminine lips as she lost herself in his luminous eyes. “I would take my time with you, boy. Explore every inch of your body and see the bliss in those beautiful eyes.” She said softly and as a lover would, her palm gently tracing the shape of his form.
“Might my lady require more than just the pleasure of my holes? I am not as blessed in size as you but I can offer that to you should you wish it, my lady.” Kazeyo asked gently as to not offend. He had to remind them that he did in fact have a cock and was more than happy to use it. These strong warrior women were often too proud or too nervous to ask to be the one receiving and so he asked all who laid with him to ensure their desires were truly being met.
Viconia smiled and nodded thankfully. “Nay, yours alone will fulfill me.”
She could keep her lips parted from his no longer as she scooped his shapely rear up into her dusky palms and carried him. Lifting him up to plant her lips against the tender feminine elf boy’s own. Her tongue battled his between the threshold of their meeting lips, rolling and clashing with a wet and passionate exchange. Her dark fingertips gently but firmly squeezing with lustful eagerness into the pink-white flesh of his lovely backside.
Before long she had him laid down upon the altar, his legs parted and her between them as her fingers scooped generously from a jar of thick slimy substance. It was something not unlike troll mojo yet more refined and made by Elven hands. A strong herbal scent emanating from the substance as she rubbed it along her black cock and against Kazeyo’s asshole. Slipping a finger or two inside for good measure and to make it as lubricated as she could for him.
She slipped her hand into his, the fingers interlocking with the elf’s in this oddly intimate and overpowering ritual sex. Her eyes locked with his as she leaned over him, her stronger hips rolling his backwards as her dusky cock poked eagerly at his backdoor. She would take him like a lover would, slipping inside and seeing every inch of it shown on his expression. His gentle gasps and soft girly moans as she bottomed herself out inside him making her harder and more eager.
“Good boy.” She whispered to him, prompting a cute smile from him. She squeezed his hand approvingly and he did so in return. Viconia knew she’d be back for more of this elf in the future and she had only just got started.
Comfort Elves are amazing!
