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see what they might be like if all got clean at once.
     

 
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    They had enjoyed another luscious and erotic round of play, having tried other ways to pleasure each other besides plain intercourse. Sticking his nose in Amein’s wet femaleness proved dangerously intoxicating, the effect of her sexual smell being an overpowering aphrodisiac at close range. They had finally collapsed, snuggled tight together, and had slept, worn out. Rasten awoke first, and lay watching Amein breathing gently, utterly overwhelmed by her beauty and seeming innocence. The idea that he was lusting for his half-sister, was having her sexually in ways and to heights that he’d never experienced with any human girl seemed more astoundingly exciting than improper or naughty.
    I’m sure not many men would be able to say no to this! he thought at one point.  He also found the idea ludicrous that she was over two hundred years old. She could pass for a sixteen year old! She’d get carded at a bar! he thought, amused by this observation. The idea that she was a warrior Princess, had commanded thousands, seemed crazy and impossible.
    I’m sure she could screw a legion half to death! he considered at one point, then hoped she was not the least awake and able to hear or sense his thoughts. Touching his organ revealed it to be semi erect and a bit sore from its overwork. What a girl! he thought, amazed.
    It was only a few moments before her eyes fluttered open, and she smiled at him. She managed to stretch and wiggle before reaching to see what the state of his maleness might be.
    “You haven’t been touching it?” she asked eyeing him sternly.
    “No...it seems tired and a bit sore. You’re hard on it!” he sighed.
    “Poor dear! It’s only because I did without so long!” she teased.
    “Don’t you play with yourself, when you’re alone?” Rasten wondered,
    “Hardly...well, I suppose if I was stranded on an island alone, I would...but if there’s anyone at all around, I’d find someone to play with!” she assured him.
    “You’d do this with a stranger?”
    “We don’t regard any of our people as strangers, certainly not like humans do. Remember, we share our inner being, as well as we do our bodies. Two elves, who’ve never met before, can have deeper, more touching sex than two humans who’ve been lovers for decades! You’ve had sex before me, with human girls. What was that like?” Rasten shrugged.
    “It was...okay. But it wasn’t deep...not like this with you is. I always thought something was missing!”
    “It was. The Elvin half of you needs the deeper connection.”
    “Amein...when I’m on your world, will I be able to do this with other elves?” he asked, gently and direct, curious to see her response.
    “I suppose you will!” she loudly yelled, then hid her face with the pillow, bursting into tears. It took several moments to coax her out, and kiss away her tears.
    “Was that jealousy?” he asked.
    Amein refused to look at him, and finally shrugged.
    “Your imprinting is apparently working on you, as much as me...isn’t it?”
    “Maybe!” she sniffed. “I’m doomed!” she finally cried.
    “You’re cute and lovable, and the sexiest female I’ve ever dreamed of!”
    “Good! If I’m stuck with this, I’d at least hope you want me!” she sighed. Rasten gave her a small kiss, which quickly led to more play and another noisy act. When they were finished, Amein stayed astraddle of him, lying forward against his chest, being held. They were silent a time, before Rasten returned to a question that had not been answered.
    “So, why do I have no Elvin features?”
    “Ummmm. Likely because he chose your mother so that you would end up favoring her more than him, at least physically. You have the inner Elvin features, that make us what we are. That’s where all your power lies! Besides, have you not noticed that you look a bit...pretty?” she said, hesitantly. Rasten’s brows furrowed.
    “Like a