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Aethera watched with a gentle smirk on her lips as her gaze lingered on Zozu undressing at the edge of the moonwell. She eyed his young lithe form with no small amount of lustful intent, a rare body type for an Orc let alone a male one. She didn’t normally have a taste for male Orcs but this one was too cute not to make an exception for.
She sat in the water, her arms spread out left and right along the edge of the pool looking dominant and prideful. The image of stoic calmness and control.
“Zozu, you’re keeping me waiting an awfully long time.” She said from her relaxed position, watching the boy fumble to remove his garments and weapons.
“Sorry! Sorry!” he blurted out in his own personal commotion. In comparison he was the picture of excitement and nervous anxiety as he struggled to yoink off his boots one after the other. His heart thumped in his chest in this beautiful Kaldorei’s presence and he was completely beholden to her whims.
He had been like putty in her hands since the day she saved his life. When a demon stood above him ready to cleave him in twain and put an end to his story, he was stunned by the swift and unyielding intervention of the Warden Mother. She cleaved down demon after demon until only she stood victorious in her blood splattered armor.
A true hero, he had finally met one.
He pledged himself to serve and repay her heroic deed, he owed her his very life after all. Yet she was no noble in need of being pampered. She was proactive and very much independent. He was neither an Elf nor of any great skill to serve as a combatant for her and she didn’t have the time to train him as one - there was precious little he could offer a woman who had lived his people’s life span countless times.
Yet he was not entirely without use. Aethera had not known the company of a feminine male of Zozu’s like since her late husband who had passed some two hundred years prior. The Orc boy had a very similar build to him and regarded her with puppy-dog eyes that she had adored from her late husband. She did not favor Orcs normally, but she could certainly make an exception for this one.
“Grab the cloth too, you’ll need it to wash me.” Aethera reminded him, gesturing over to the fine Kaldorei woven wash cloth.
Zozu nodded firmly as he quickly scampered over to retrieve it when he finally was stripped of all clothing. He waded into the water to join her with the cloth in hand, dipping the it into the pool to run it across Aethera’s skin. Starting with her strong arms, shoulders and neck. He moved it tenderly over her old scars that covered her body like a tapestry of her so very long life. He took great care as he navigated her breasts with it, swallowing a lump in his throat as he sought to be as respectful as possible.
“You’re improving with those axes, boy. R’hamok has been teaching you well.” Aethera praised, relaxing a little as her pretty boy company doted on her. His green palms gently rubbing her hands and fingers with the wet cloth to clean them of the dirt from sparring.
“Thank you, Warden Mother. Being able to spar with you to practice what he’s taught me has been a huge honor! Ah, could you stand? I need to clean the rest of you.” He asked politely with a hint of nervousness.
She nodded before pushing herself up from her seated position in the water. As she rose, the water rolled down off her impeccable form, glistening her muscular and storied body in the light as she towered over him. All her beauty and blemishes on her body visible to him in up close detail as he ran the cloth over her abs, strong scarred thighs and more.
Being so close he could see things one would never notice from afar. The very faint stretch marks of a practice mother of children, the various beauty marks around her body, some older very faint wounds and burns from years so far back that it was unfathomable to Zozu. The texture of her skin was soft but parts were rugged, her hands especially.
Aethera felt a small but firm prod against her thigh, her eyes casting downward first to the expression of her Orc boy toy. A deep firm blush and a shameful look on his visage as her eyes cast further down to the source of the prodding. His little green cock poorly hidden behind his palm, delicate and smooth like the rest of him. She settled her palm under his chin, guiding his expression upward to meet her own.
”I don’t recall giving you permission to get hard nor touch me with it, boy.” She said firmly, her raspy and motherly voice was stoic and unyielding as she firmly held his chin. “Explain yourself.” She affirmed.
”I-I’m sorry Warden Mother… It’s just… you’re so beautiful and amazing…” He stuttered out, his red eyes fixed upward towards her luminous white ones as her gaze had him frozen like a deer in the lamp lights.
”You aren’t strong enough to lay with me, Zozu.” The Kaldorei woman nodded, much to the stun of the Orc boy. She leaned down slightly to his level and whispered a follow up. “I’d snap you like a twig.”
Zozu’s heart thumped a little faster in his chest at her words. He could tell she wasn’t just posturing or exaggerating. There was so much confidence in her words that he believed it was a promise, a declaration of her prowess. He was equal parts scared and aroused. “Y-yes Warden Mother.” he replied from a suddenly dryer feeling throat.
”Jerk yourself off for me.” Aethera commanded firmly, still holding his chin.
”What… right now?” He asked, peering up at her. His his eyes darting around to see if anyone was going to witness such a thing.
He got no response, just a silent expectant expression from the woman holding his head. Yet to him she was holding his very soul in her iron grip. He cast his eyes away as he began to pleasure himself, his emerald palm slipping around his shaft as he sought to do as she commanded.
”You keep those eyes on me, boy.” Her firm tone commanded and he quickly obliged. His eyes opening and returning to meet her own.
His palm slid rapidly along his shaft, that dominant motherly gaze locked down at him, watching him jerk himself off for her amusement. He’d done this to the thought of her many times but never in front of her and with her commanding him. He doubted there was anything he wouldn’t do if she commanded it, such was her power over him.
”Faster.” She commanded again, speaking her order calmly as he immediately sped up his self pleasuring. She could tell he was rapidly approaching his limit already with his quickening panting, trembling moans and just the lustful look in his eyes that set atop a deep blush on his cheeks.
Aethera could feel his jaw tighten as the pleasure sensation raced to the finish. Now was the time.
”Good boy. Now stop.” she said flatly, a soft smirk on her lips at his puzzled gaze.
”B-… but I’m so close…” He said as he came to a stop. His green member twitching wildly as it leaked from the tip. He was surely a few strokes away, so close yet so far. He peered up at her with those puppy-dog eyes again, practically begging her to let him finish.
Aethera was too tough and resistant to them. “I require someone who can do as they’re told, when they’re told. Someone with the stamina to keep up with me. You do want to share my bed someday, do you not?” She asked with a cruel smirk.
Zozu nodded quickly. He was absolutely under her spell and most certainly smitten with this mighty motherly Warden.
”Splendid. Thank you for the company, Zozu.” She remarked, placing a kiss on his cheek before wading through the water past him to the edge. “Finish yourself off after I leave if you must. Don’t linger overly long though, my spear squadron uses this moonwell today and they’d love some Elfbait like you.” She said with glance over her shoulder and a sly wink.
Zozu stared the whole time she left, her large shapely rear and her strong toned back muscles enrapturing him. How she lifted a towel and walked with it over a shoulder all cool-like. Until she was swallowed by the forest and gone entirely. He even realized he had forgot to breathe as she left and had to catch it again.
The Orc sank into the water until only his head was above the surface. His body ached from how tense and excited he was, such was the effect that amazing Kaldorei woman had on him. He shook his head, chuckling to himself. “Saran and Ri are never gonna believe this.” he sighed.
His thoughts lingered on Aethera long after she was gone.