Moonwell Playtime - ch.1

Author's Note: Hey, patrons!

This one's a whole new story, starring two "classic" Hentai-Foundry characters along with a new one, Lexy. It was actually a pretty fun piece to write and I'm hoping to do more in the future.

[futa/futa/futa] [blood elves] [frotting] [anal] [light dom/sub] [some action] [small/limp cocks]

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“Glory to the Sin’dorei!” Lexy shouted as she charged into battle, calling down on the power of the Sunwell to shield her, heal her, guide her sword. She raised her shield in front of her and rushed forward, feeling night elf arrows and glaives bounce off of it as she threw forth a massive arc of light, forming into a hammer on its way down as it smashed aside another of the kaldorei attempting to defend Ashenvale.

Not since the disappearance of Prince Anduin had things been this tense between the Alliance and the Horde. Lexy had been there, she’d seen what happened -- and no matter what ignorant lies the Alliance tried to spread, she knew how things had gone that day. She’d seen Vol’jin, the brave Darkspear Warchief, fall in combat to a Legion blade. She’d seen the tide of battle turn and she’d seen Sylvanas Windrunner make the call she had to make. What the Alliance had deemed cowardly, Lexy had seen for what it had been: Smart, noble, wise. The Dark Lady had done what needed to be done for the Horde to live on.

Meanwhile, Varian Wrynn had died for nothing. That was the kind of senseless sacrifice the Alliance would have of their enemies-turned-rivals-turned-enemies once more. Now, once again, it was war. Blade crashed against blade as Lexy led a contigent of Sin’dorei soldiers and heroes against their night elf cousins, beating back their warposts from the borders of Azshara. Not so far away and well within earshot, goblin mortars were lit and set off, enormous burning orbs of pitch and flame and steel screaming down from the skies to shatter the kaldorei ranks.

Narrowly blocking a massive ballista arrow from the sky sent Lexy staggering back from the sheer force of it, jarred but mostly unharmed. Before she could begin to stagger back into the fray, however, she felt a radiant beam of light sear down from the heavens, infusing the blood knight with its divine comfort and filling her with enough vigor to move on once more. She only caught a brief glance at the priestess who’d done so -- another blood elf, even more waifishly slim than Lexy herself, her hair a pale gold color and her smile softly acknowledging, eyes of fel emerald meeting one another in a nod of recognition, acknowledgment, and thanks.

Not enough time passed for words to be exchanged before the paladin was back into the fray, ducking swiftly behind a tree to avoid a fresh hail of arrows and throwing her shield out with all of her might, the Light coalescing around it and sending the golden disc ricocheting from target to target, sending a group of encroaching night elf scouts scattering, one falling in combat while another was sent flying backwards. Only one was left standing, nimbly tucking and rolling away from the cruising disc -- tall, female, admittedly beautiful, but not so much so to distract Lexy from the longbow she was nocking and aiming right in her direction.

Putting her sword in front of herself, Lexy called her shield back to her, seeing it zoom in her direction but not entirely certain whether it would make it back to her arm in time for the arrow to let loose....

Whomp! A hammer of light not entirely unlike those Lexy herself could throw slammed into the top of the night elf’s head, sending her staggering, sparkles dancing before her eyes as she was stunned by the attack. It was the only moment of opportunity she needed to call her shield back and storm forward, slamming it into the dazed scout’s face and sending her crashing down into oblivion.

Behind the scout, Lexy could now see yet another sin’dorei helper, likely another paladin considering her skimpy silver armor and small sword. Girlish pink braids and an adorably petite figure that made even the priest she’d seen before look womanly, this one offered a sweet smile of her own. “Close one, huh?”

“I... yeah. Thanks for the assist.”

“Anytime. And hey--” the pink-haired girl said as she began to make her way back into the fray. “Thanks for not killing her. I would have felt really bad about that.” With that, the slim paladin waded back into the bloody din of wrath and steel, sending out waves of healing energy or sparks of disabling magic. That little sword, it seemed, was more for show than anything else -- maybe a conduit for her spells, the way mages sometimes used them. Lexy had more things to worry about, though she did find herself briefly distracted by the way those slim hips swayed as the other paladin ran, pink pigtails bobbing cutely. Such a strange aesthetic for a blood elf.

Gob-Squad operatives joined the fray then, capitalizing on the destruction and mayhem that had been created by the earlier goblin mortars, picking off those who straggled, those who were confused or lost. They had far less concern about killing than the pink-haired paladin had, and in conjunction with a rapidly-advancing contingent of Sin’dorei spellbreakers and a flanking op of rangers, the battle didn’t last much longer. The outpost was taken -- all the night elves and Alliance allies that had been stationed there either captured, fled, or cut down on the field of battle. No tears were shed for them -- despite the Horde being invited into Dalaran by the Kirin Tor, things had gotten very ugly. They’d all lost trading posts or camps to Alliance raiding parties looking for revenge after what happened at Broken Shore. They’d lost friends, allies, sometimes family. All was fair.

“Ya done good, everyone,” came the shrill, thickly accented voice of one of their goblin allies from out of the newly-appropriated Azshara, slinging her long, scoped rifle behind her back. Poproxie, she was called, Lexy had heard that name before, recognized the floppy teal pigtails and uncharacteristically cold stare. She was a Gob-Squad sniper, leader of her brigade in the absence of their last commander -- killed, along with many others, in a night elf attack. For her, this was personal. Now, she climbed up to the second story of one of the kaldorei watchtowers, her small voice booming out over those who had come, those who had fought, those who had found victory this day. “Ya done good. But those elf rats’ll be back, an’ you all know that as well as I do. This fight isn’t over until we fly a Horde banner on every warpost in Ashenvale, y’here me?!”

A roar of applause and a triplicate of “Hoo!’s could be heard from the crowd of gathered soldiers, many of them still wiping off their blades or removing damaged pieces of armor. But Poproxie wasn’t finished quite yet. “Celebrate whatcha done, but don’t shut both eyes yet. Right now, ugly as it is, this warpost belongs to us. Goblins and elves workin’ together under one banner. We hold it. We live in it like it belongs to us. ‘Cause it does belong to us. We took it. We won.”

More cheers, mostly from the goblin bruisers and war-engineers who had arrived, who knew Poproxie, had served under her before. Lexy just looked up at the scene, breathing heavily as she tried to come down from the rush of combat. What she needed wasn’t revelry -- right now, what she needed more than anything was a bath.

Her eyes narrowed, and she turned, gazing out into the forest. With night elves... usually came....

And I know just where to get one.

Wiping off her blade on the hair of a fallen kaldorei that had yet to be dragged away, Lexy sheathed her sword and slung her shield around her back. Making her way into the forests of Ashenvale, she had a fairly easy time avoiding the bears and spiders -- for a less experienced adventurer, they might have been a problem, but the wildlife of Azeroth tended to know their place. They could tell when someone was stronger than they, and each of them could sense that about Lexy. She’d carved her way through far worse places than this.

And there it was, exactly what she’d been looking for, tucked away behind all the trees and the moss and the owls. She could see that faint glow, hear the faintly effervescent waters. She’d seen them before, but never had she had the luxury of completely immersing herself in one: a Moonwell.

What she didn’t expect was to see two other blood elves -- two blood elves she’d seen on the field of combat not an hour earlier, in fact -- standing nervously around it, each dipping a toe in before giggling. “It feels weird!” the first one said, the one with the pale, bobbed hair, the priestess who had healed Lexy earlier. “It’s fizzy.”

Another giggle came from the other elf, the pink-haired one, the paladin who’d saved her ass before. “Is that what the night magic feels like? I can see why the kaldorei put them up all over the place.”

“Why don’t you just ask them?” the first teased. “You’re the one always fucking night elves.”

“I do not!” the pink-haired one tried to protest, blushing deeply before shuffling a little bit. “I mean, maybe sometimes... and draenei... sometimes....”

“You little pervert!”

Lexy stifled a little smirk of her own, looking back briefly at the freshly-conquered warcamp before making her way towards the Moonwell, undoing her sword-belt and shield and gathering them both in a bundle. “I do hope there’s room for one more?”

“Eep,” the pink-haired one squeaked at the sudden voice, somehow not having noticed the other paladin’s approach. The short-haired one, however, was the one who actually answered.

“Sure, plenty of room,” she said with a small, shy smile, biting her lip as she looked from the other elf, to Lexy, then back to the Moonwell. “We were just deciding who was gonna get in first, is all. My, uh, my name’s Celli.”

“And I’m Esue!” the other piped in, even shyer and more delicate than the priestess. It was a wonder a stiff wind didn’t send her flying, honestly.

“Lexy,” Lexy added with a small bow, nodding her head in the direction of each of the slimmer blood elves before starting to undo the buckles on her armor, setting her weapon and shield at the edge of the Moonwell. “And why don’t you let me to decide who gets in first? If I explode, you’ll know not to get in.”

Grinning, she removed her helmet, letting loose the long, dirty-blonde ponytail that had been hidden beneath, and then undid the breastplate of her armor, revealing only a soft linen vest and embroidered red brassiere beneath, both of which were peeled off in turn. She had no qualms about stripping in front of a few other girls -- after all, they were all soldiers of the Horde, right? Nothing like a quick sport-shower to get the blood moving. And... it wasn’t like she had much to be ashamed of. Slipping her top off revealed a pair of pale, impressive breasts, perhaps not large by draenei standards but certainly immodest for one of her traditionally slim bloodline. Each nipple was laced with a little golden ring, cut sapphires dangling from each one -- they matched the identical piercings in the lobes of her ears, and another one in her navel... plus one more she hadn’t quite gotten to yet.

A quiet ding came from the lower half of Esue’s armor, causing Lexy to arch a playful brow. “Not too shy, are you?” she grinned, unfastening her belt and letting that, too, drop, before undoing her greaves and the armor coating her leggings. A noticeable, if not genuinely outstanding, bulge could be seen outlined against her matching scarlet panties, which went next -- revealing the sixth identical piercing of the set, just at the end of her smooth, cutely average-sized girlcock. She’d learn soon enough that, with these two, “average-sized” was something to be proud of.

“What?” she said teasingly in response to the deepening blushes staining both Esue and Celli’s pale cheeks. Esue merely stammered softly in reply, while Celli remained silent, watching Lexy slip into the cool, refreshing water of the Moonwell, the soft natural glow of it illuminating her every supple, athletic curve. “Aren’t the two of you planning to join me? The water feels delightful.”

It was a moment before either of them took action, and eventually Celli unwound the slim sash of her robe, pulling the rest of it up over her head. Unlike Lexy, the gauzy, dark purple fabric concealed nothing underneath, Celli’s blush deepening as she exposed her body to the night air. Her skin was paler, her breasts on the adorably smaller side of average, and to Lexy’s mild surprise, she sported a cock as well. It wasn’t as big as Lexy’s, which really said a lot, and was already half-stiff from watching Lexy’s playful stripshow. The priestess wasted no time at all in slipping into the Moonwell herself with a shy smile, concealing her shamefully small dick.

“Cute,” Lexy purred, before turning her gaze to rest on the anxiously fidgeting Esue. “How about you? The water’s warm.”

Esue licked her lips nervously, twirling one of her little pink braids before turning and facing away from the two elves in the pool. Setting her shield and short blade down beside her, she quickly stripped out of her own set of lightweight plate armor, letting the two others see her narrow back and her tiny, perky backside, all wrapped in a coating of creamy pale skin. She then turned, both hands covering her groin as she climbed as fast as she could into the water -- giving Lexy a mouth-watering look at her almost non-existent, barbell-pieced breasts, and leaving what was between her legs to the other blood elf’s imagination. The question it raised already had Lexy’s cock stiffening under the simmering, swirling waters of the magical pool -- after having seen Celli’s tiny little dick, what in the world did Esue have to hide?

“Someone’s ever more shy than I thought,” Lexy purred, arching one eyebrow. Her curiosity was now overwhelming, all-consuming, as she watched Esue fidget adorably in the water. “Come on, we showed you ours, not gonna show us yours?” She punctuated the last statement with a little splash of water in Esue’s direction, who squeaked and threw up her arms in an attempt to block it.

“Yeah, come on, Es,” Celli chimed in, not quite as bold as Lexy but nonetheless content to gang up on the weaker target -- plus, she was a bit curious herself now. After seeing what Lexy had, she was eager to not be the smallest of the three. “You can fuck draenei but won’t show us your dick?”

“Staaaaaahp!” the smallest elf squealed, flailing as splashes came at her from all sides, her hair now soaked with the enchanted waters of the Moonwell as she was assaulted with wetness. In spite of herself, she tried to scuttle back a little, sitting at the edge of the pool and exposing herself for just long enough for Lexy and Celli to gasp in unison.

“By the Sunwell.”

“It’s so small!”

“It’s adorable!”

“Can I touch it?”

This may not have been the first time Esue was in a situation like this one, but she still squirmed pitifully as she was descended on by the two other blood elves, both giggling evilly as they each took one leg, spreading the paladin’s legs a little to get a better look at her child-like girlcock. It was fully erect and anxiously throbbing, giving the other girls no indication that it ever got any bigger than it was now -- which was perhaps three inches, being truly generous. “Why does this always happeeeeeennn...” she whimpered as Celli leaned in, gasping and taking a tiny little lick at the pulsing tip, making Esue yelp out.

“Don’t! You can’t! I can’t take that much--”

“Oh?” Lexy purred, taking a little lick from the other side to watch Esue squeal again. “Is our little pink-haired cutie an early blower?”

“Wait, wait,” Celli chirped, standing up fully in the Moonwell and showing off her own tiny girldick, now stiffened fully itself from the light play. “I want to measure. Let’s settle it between us.”

“I like the way you think,” Lexy grinned, biting her lip as she stood up herself, taking Esue’s hand on her way up to guide the skinnier elf shakily to her feet.

“D-does... I mean, does anyone have a measuring tape, or... something...?” Esue murmured, though it didn’t matter how they measured, it was visibly obvious to everyone that she wouldn’t be winning any sort of contest here.

“I don’t think that’ll be necessary.” Celli reached around to gently grab Esue by her butt, giving it a little squeeze and pulling the other elf sharply closer, both of them letting out a blissful squeal as their little cocks pressed against each other, warm and wet and smooth and both already stiff. It was only a moment of resistance before Esue pressed gently back, unable to resist the warm, wet rubbing and starting to grind back against the other elf, letting out a soft moan.

Grinning a little herself, Lexy took a moment to just observe the scene as it played out, thanking both her good fortune and her foresight to check out the Moonwell rather than partying with a bunch of goblins. “I think the winner here is pretty clear,” she cooed. “Celli’s got at least an inch on you. And considering how small you both are, that’s saying a lot.” She licked her lips then, drawing a little closer and gently draping her arms around both the other elves’ waists, pushing her hips forward to slide her own stiff girlcock against the other two, sawing it back and forth along the two smaller shafts with a smirk. The difference in size was obvious -- while Lexy wasn’t big by any means, she had a good deal of extra size on Celli and probably doubled the size of Esue’s achingly stiff mini-cock. “I think we can all see who the real winner is, though.”

“Wh-what... um, what do you win...?” Esue muttered, fiddling with one of her little pink braids again and totally oblivious to the can of worms she’d just opened. It didn’t take Lexy all that much time to think of the direction she could now so easily take this in -- normally she didn’t want to take quite this much charge in playtime settings, but she’d make an exception for these two. Between their timid demeanors and tiny, tiny dicks, it was unlikely that they had any kind of experience with being in control.

“Well, I think I have an idea,” Lexy purred, shifting a little closer and stifling a moan as she felt those two hot little cocks sawing anxiously up and down along the sides of her own. Pulling both girls a little closer (and giving Celli’s ass a little squeeze), she bit her lower lip as she looked up at them. “Why don’t the two of your kiss for me?”

The two elves glanced at Lexy, then to each other, giggling nervously as their blushes deepened. Nothing they could do could mask the betrayal of their bodies, though, as Lexy felt both of those stiff little girlcocks pulse and bob against her own, getting so excited that, if she didn’t know any better, Lexy would start suspecting that they’d cum soon. That couldn’t be possible, though -- they’d only played a little bit.

“I think we could do that,” Celli chirped, blushing a little harder as she leaned forward, very gently pressing her lips to Esue’s a tiny, closed-mouth smooch, their perky tits pressing against each other as their cocks were packed more tightly against Lexy’s, three little sausages in the same package. Another soft peck, then another, and the two bashful elves’ hearts were pounding audibly in their chests, a little trickle of precum leaking from each of them and making the gentle grinding and shifting between the trio even easier and more exciting.

“Come on, girls, give me more than that,” Lexy giggled. “Give me a show!” Both of her hands snaked down then, pressing her middle finger of each hand against either girl’s snug, sensitive back entrance, making them quiver a little against each other. Lexy was close enough to feel their warm breath, gently licking the side of Esue’s cheek in encouragement. “Unless you think I should give you a little more motivation.”

Just as she began to force each finger inside the two cute little elves’ backsides, their kiss deepened, little flicks of their tongues dancing across one another as they opened up, moaning peacefully into each other’s mouths -- and then spasming a little, the heat of the situation too much, even such gentle pleasure as rubbing cocks and kissing ending up being too much for them. Poor little things. Lexy had suspected them of being quick to unload, but fuck, not this quick. Still, she wasn’t complaining as a few warm spurts shot forth from each of their infantile girldicks, shooting across the three slim stomachs and raining down to give all three of their sawing, rocking dicks a warm, sticky coating.

“My goodness,” Lexy said, both alarm and arousal in her voice as the two other elves twitched and cooed against each other, still rocking against each other despite the fact that their little dick were already getting limp from their quick climaxes, both of them just sliding back and forth along Lexy’s now while they kissed at each other’s soft pink lips. “I’m almost impressed, I barely touched either of you. The question is, now...” she tilted Celli’s face away from Esue’s, giving the priestess a long, soft kiss on the lips before turning, depositing a similar one on the pink-haired elf’s nose, then mouth. “...What are the two of you going to do about this?”

She was referring, of course, to her own still-throbbing girldick, making it obvious by grinding it insistently against the two other tiny, half-limp girldicks, enjoying the feel of them against her even if it wouldn’t be quite enough to get her off. Esue and Celli glanced at each other, blushing a little harder as they looked back down to the imposingly hard elven dick. “I’ve...” Esue began, fidgeting and biting her lip as she looked down at it. “I mean, I’ve taken bigger. Do you want me to put it in my butt...?”

“Yup,” Lexy answered almost instantly, grinning widely as she scooted backwards to sit on the edge of the Moonwell, spreading her legs to give both of the other Sin’dorei access to her stiff, pierced girldick. They both set on it quickly, looking up to the more dominant elf with their big, shimmering green eyes, licking up lovingly along the sides a few times before Celli crawled upward, clinging playfully to Lexy’s side and taking a gentle kiss and lick at her breast, teasing it with feather-light caresses of her lips before teasing her tongue across that little dangling piercing, flicking the blue jewel back and forth before lunging for it, locking her lips around the entire nipple and giving it an anxious suckle. Her slim hips swayed behind her, her limp little girlcock wobbling back and forth as she nuzzled and sucked at Lexy’s tit.

Esue, on the other hand, had a bigger task ahead of her. She looked at Lexy’s cock-piercing with mild confusion and fear, at first, before gently toying with it to make sure the jewel hanging from it didn’t have any sharp edges -- a playful investigation with fingers and tongue that had the blood knight moaning quietly already. Finally finding that the jewel at the end was rather smooth and unlikely to cause any damage, she lifted herself up, chewing her lip as she lightly perched on top of Lexy’s dick, her half-limp cock bobbing around uselessly as she wiggled her butt down on the hot, still-hard shaft.

It took a few moments of gently grinding and testing her light weight against the stiff tip before the pink-haired girl finally let it breach her, whimpering blissfully as she slid down deeper and deeper. She’d been honest, earlier -- she’d taken bigger before, much bigger, and though she was usually too shy to admit it, there were few things she enjoyed more than anal sex. As such, it didn’t take long for her to cork that hot thing deep inside of her skinny little butt, tensing and gasping out as she finally hilted herself on it, pressing against Lexy’s hips.

Lexy herself let out a moan of ecstasy as that tight ass slipped down over her cock in seemingly one go, wrapping her arms around both girls and pulling them close, smothering the two of them with frisky kisses and gropes as Celli nibbled and groped at both of her tits now, rubbing them against each other as she licked and bit at each nipple in turn, then attaching to one and suckling it firmly. Meanwhile, the splashing of the Moonwell’s mystical waters was becoming more frequent and wild with each desperate thrust, Esue bouncing up and down lustfully on Lexy’s cock as her own tiny one spun and flopped in frenetic circles, not able to get stiff again quite yet after her recent (and sudden) ejaculation.

“F-fuck, fuck fuck fuck...” Esue whined as Celli jumped ship, catching her in a long, hard kiss before sliding down to nibble at her own barely-existent, pale pierced nips, suckling one gently and reaching down to spread the slimmest elf’s buttcheeks a little more, giving Lexy even less traction to prevent her from drilling Esue’s narrow, clinging anus. As much as she’d mocked the other two, however, Lexy wasn’t exactly a marathon fucker herself, and her breathing was getting harder and heavier as she pistoned her girlcock up Esue’s little asshole, resisting the urge to close her eyes so she could watch the scene before her -- Celli molesting and suckling at Esue’s tiny tits while the paladin’s even tinier cock spiraled around limply like the blades of a gyrocopter.

“Fuck, I... nnngh... f-fuck... b-by the... Sunwell!” Lexy wailed out, arching and throwing her head back as she unloaded pump after pump of her hot, sticky cum into Esue’s tight, accepting ass, making the little elf squeal out with pleasure as she was flooded with warm cream. Her soft little dick almost rose up, lifting ever so slightly before eventually giving up the fight, the poor girl lacking the libido to match her love of sex.

Panting softly, Lexy sat up, giving both of the other elves a soft kiss before pushing their heads towards each other, watching them desperately smooch each other again as she tried to catch her breath. “Fuck... remind me to spend more time in Moonwells....”

Esue and Celli both let out little giggles, looking to each other before laying their heads on the blood knight’s chest, nuzzling each of her breasts adoringly as the trio soaked in the shimmering waters of the moonlit pool, satisfied for the moment... but not forever.