The sun settles down, casting the large plains in darkness. Normally at times like this, the Elves will be sleeping and keeping guard around their encampment. But no Elf wanted to sleep after such a glorious victory. They have succeeded in getting a better future. They have conquered uncertainty and the changing of ways.
The Elven camp is more alive now than has been during the day, large bonfires spread all across the large encampment. The smell of various foods and spices spread across the encampment. Elf and Dwarf fighting in drinking competitions. The Dwarf shared their masterfully crafted beers and alcohol. The Elf doing the same, sharing some of their finer drinks with their saviors.
In this type of night of festivities, where intoxication is at an all-time high, and people are controlled by their feelings. Many couples were enjoying the pleasure of the flesh, they were working hard to rebuild their numbers. Within the central part of the encampment, the largest party is being held.
With beautiful Elven women doing beautiful and enchanting dances to the bright red fire from the bonfire. Topazyn whose cheeks are red from the fire and the alcohol is also enjoying the night. While her right arm won't ever go back to its normal self, she did not completely lose it. Thankfully the Elven healers were able to save it, her arm now wraps in bandages and cover in healing herbs.
"Hahah! Who knew the day will come when a human will save my people? What a day to be alive!"
The Great Khan, who now did not have the pressure of saving an entire race on her shoulder said with a smile. Drinking some of the finest Dwarven beer.
"I know! Who thought that a Human will help us without wanting something out of us!"
Bujir said, drinking the hot smoking soup that an Elf gave him. Enjoying the taste of the monster meat, spices, and vegetables. Khar on the other hand did not know too much about the humans they were talking about, so he just listing to the conversation between the two leaders.
"The bastard solo a general stage Spirit! You could not believe the heart attack I got when I saw the bastard teleported to our city like nothing happen!"
"That Zhihui girl is very powerful as well, she has so many skills it makes no sense how she can be so proficient in them!"
"Wow…amazing"
The leaders talk among themselves, as the couple in question enjoys their time together. As the main catalyst that help them win, they were being treated like royalty. Of course, not as luxurious as the leaders, but enough to be the envy of many Elf.
Within each other arms and embrace, the couple enjoys drinking and eating. Zhihui happily gets pampered by her husband, who is playing with her long black hair. His touch sends a shiver up her spine, her heart beating faster with every delicate and sensual touch he does.
"um…yes that is the spot~"
Zhihui said as Mors planted a kiss on her neck, a soft and emotional kiss. Zhihui's eyes were clouded by lust, love, and alcohol. Her hands explored the muscular body of Mors, her hands getting under his clothes. Touching his bare iron-like muscles. Her fingers ran across the edge of his six-pack.
"Wow~ you are getting a bit close there"
Mors said in a teasing tone, his eyes the same as Zhihui, clouded by multiple things.
"Why complaining~? Can't I appreciate the sexy body of my husband? I let you do the same to me before..Now this is my reward"
Zhihui said, sitting on Mors lap. Wrapping her arms around his neck, getting a good look at his face, noticing that his hair is a bit shorter than normal and that he has some new scars. The fight against the Spirit must have been rough. She presses her body against his, their bodies exchanging heat.
Her breath gets faster, warmer, and wetter. Licking her lips in anticipation, she leans forward. Planting her full red lips against Mor's lips. Taking Mors by surprise, but not stopping her. He could not lie to himself, he too wanted to kiss her. As he kisses her back softly and sensually, the couple loses themselves for a moment. Ignoring the sound of people around them. But before they could anything lewder, Zhihui breaks the kiss.
A string of visible saliva connects the lips of the couple. Her voice is like an enchantress, who easily catches Mor's full attention.
"Let's go to my tent~"
"Yes, my lady"
The couple stood up as they excuse themselves from the party
"Well they are a couple all right"
Topazyn said as she looks at the couple walk out, having suspicion on what they were about to do. As the couple arrives at the Zhihui tent, they enter it. The sound of clothing getting loose could be heard, soon followed by sweet moans and more. Thankfully Mors got a moment of realization and bought some items to prevent any unwanted surprises from this night of passion.
-------Tutei-----
The sky is illumined by a new sun, a new day. After the great celebration of yesterday, Tutei knew that today has to be the day he confesses to Zhihui and asks for her hand in marriage( He already try doing this and fail). He by some miracle was able to survive the whole war. With Jade Tulips in his hand, he thankfully knew where her tent is.
As he arrives in front of her tent, he could smell some weird things. But he did not really care about it, but before he could speak and announce his presence. A tall male Human came out of the tent, wearing nothing more than a pair of pants. Scratch and bite marks all over his good tone and build brown muscles. The man has black lines that look almost like metal all over his face and arms.
"Who in god's name are you?"
Mors said while looking at the Elf in front of him, he knew that Zhihui is beautiful but that does not mean he has to tolerate some punk trying to steal Zhihui away from him.
"I am Tutei and I came to take Zhihui's hand in marriage!"
Mors could not help but sigh, just like he expected, as he gets ready to shoo away this pest. Zhihui sleepy voice could be heard from inside the tent.
"Mors deal with him please…he has been bothering me these past two weeks!"
"Sure, thing dear"
Mors said as he looks at the scared Tutei who could not help but think
'I don't think she lied about the marriage…'