Melina(Elden Ring)

Note: All characters of this story are fictional and over the age of 18.

Description: A story of fate and lost purpose in which the Tarnished Nyx confesses her feelings towards the duty-bound maiden Melina. Follow along as the two women explore their love for each other.

Melina held Nyx's gaze steadily. When she spoke again, her voice was barely a whisper. "I rise and fall with the Lands Between, possibly for eternity. My fate cannot be changed," she quavered, almost too softly to hear over the wind whipping through the cliff face below them. "But yours can. Do you truly wish to be with someone who can only hold you down? Who is shackled by her own burden?"

Nyx shook her head. "I want someone with whom I know I can rise to new heights. At whose side I would never feel trapped or hopeless because together we could conquer any obstacle that came our way." Her heart beat a staccato rhythm as her grip tightened on the maiden's hand. "I want you, Melina. Only you. Because I love you."

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Nyx rested near a luminous remnant of Grace when faint glimmers started dancing in the air, and forth stepped Melina into view. Appearing out of nowhere as she tended to do.

"Forgive me. I've been...testing you." The maiden spoke with the same calmness and poise that Nyx had come to expect from her. "To see whether or not Grace truly does guide you. And...whether you are fit to face the challenge that entails," she added, kneeling down next to the Tarnished.

Nyx glanced at the sky above, where the stars shone so bright and clear. It seemed impossible that such beauty could exist in a land so dark and desolate. But then, perhaps that was the point.

"It seems my worries were unfounded," the maiden proclaimed. Nyx turned to face her and see the corners of her delicate lips lifting ever-so-slight. "Torrent had your measure from the very start. Whereas I merely pretended." With her hands on her lap, she bowed her head towards Nyx in an apologetic gesture. A few strands of her light-brown hair fluttered in the breeze.

The Tarnished got lost in her features for a moment, then lowered her head in return. It hurt a bit to hear the words, but Nyx understood her reason. "Thank you for telling me. I'd like to enjoy your trust." Having Melina at her side made everything seem less daunting. If she hadn't shown up when she did, Nyx knew she would have given in to hopelessness already.

Melina's gaze flickered across the landscape below. "My trust in your valor and heart you've gained long ago. But now you've proven your strength just the same."

That's what it was then. Nyx felt better knowing only her brawn had been in doubt. As she studied the maiden's profile, she could easily imagine her as the angel of some ancient tale, guiding humanity through their darkest times with wisdom and courage. And maybe that wasn't too far off from the truth. But...something had been nagging at the Tarnished's mind for a while now. "You once told me your purpose was lost long ago," spoke Nyx after several seconds' worth of silence between them. "Is it still so?"

Turning from the horizon, Melina looked down into the shimmers of Grace. Seemingly mesmerized by their radiance, her eye lingered there for quite a while before she spoke again. "It is." While soft, her voice carried an unmistakable finality. She glanced back to Nyx and added, "Even if that is not the answer you'd like to hear."

Nyx couldn't deny that. "I had held onto hope that you could find a new one," she admitted. In the time they'd spent together over these past few weeks, she had come to admire and care for Melina greatly. More than that. "Because I too felt my purpose lost before coming here."

"How like a Tarnished to say so," Melina quipped with a half-smile and narrowed eye. "After all, you were summoned to fulfill your cursed prophecy."

Nyx shook her head. "It's not my prophecy that keeps me going. It's you." The words came out of her mouth without much forethought and hung in the quiet night air between them. As she noticed the impact they had on the maiden, her heart thumped hard against her chest.

Melina shifted about; the blush coloring her cheeks even visible in the faint moonlight. "Oh...um, well..." She glanced away, then back again as though she was wrestling with herself to say something. "I'm honored to have inspired such passion," she finally murmured. "But your purpose should lie in something more important than me."

"I can't accept that," Nyx replied with an earnestness that did little to hide her affection. "You reminded me of why I chose to exist when everything else had died around me—so it is you who gave me a reason. Someday I just hope I can do the same for you."

Again, Melina blinked and seemed startled by Nyx's confession. She swallowed visibly. Her gaze dropped down to her clasped hands where her fingers twined together tightly. "No one has ever told me anything quite like that before," she confessed, a tinge of uncertainty and wonderment filling her voice.

"I don't expect you to feel the same way. But I hope you can at least understand."

The maiden nodded after a moment's pause, but she didn't look up or meet Nyx's eyes. "My apologies, but I have to excuse myself," she stated abruptly and rose from her kneeling position. Then, with another curt bow, Melina vanished into the darkness.

A part of her felt guilty about professing such feelings towards Melina when she obviously had so many other burdens upon her shoulders. Yet she believed nothing would be gained by keeping silent either.

With a sigh, Nyx reached for her weapon and stood up, ready for whatever foes lay ahead next.

"I have considered your words," came a familiar voice behind Nyx as she sat cross-legged atop a cliff overlooking the ocean below. Melina approached and settled down beside Nyx on the rough ground. "If it is true what you say, then you are a fool."

"I suppose I am," admitted Nyx, gazing over the edge of the precipice where sea spray danced amongst the rocks. The setting sun casted its final rays onto the water's surface and created myriad dancing reflections across the waves.

"And yet," continued Melina, "I cannot help but admire you for such folly."

Nyx lifted her eyebrow and turned to face the maiden fully. "How so?"

She bit at her lower lip before answering. "You do not see yourself as merely a pawn of some curse or prophecy, but instead have chosen to follow your own desires...despite the burden they may bring." Melina looked away. "Tell me more about this purpose that has driven you thus far," she requested, avoiding eye contact with Nyx, her rosy cheeks giving away her embarrassment once again.

This brought a smile to Nyx's lips and a surge of warmth to her body. It was adorable how bashful the maiden could be in regard to matters of the heart. "You see, there was a wonderful woman that helped me get a hold of the land when I first got here," she began in her attempt to tease Melina. "Times and times anew, she offered me guidance and support throughout my trials. And the more I got to know her—well..." Nyx paused for effect. "...the more I realized what an incredible person she truly was."

Melina finally glanced up at Nyx. Her expression made it clear that to some extent she could already guess what was coming next.

"A strong and beautiful spirit who deserved so much better than being left behind in the darkness," the Tarnished continued, staring into the maiden's eye, seeing it glisten with unshed tears. "I want to give her back her life—not just for her sake, but for mine as well. That's why I keep going."

Melina gave an acknowledging nod as a tear escaped, rolling down her cheek. She wiped it away quickly. "What if that woman is not deserving of such kindness?" she asked, a slight tremor in her voice betraying the depth of emotion gripping her.

"I already know she is," Nyx replied with absolute conviction. She reached out and took Melina's hand in hers, a little surprised at how small it felt within her grasp. The maiden didn't pull away, only her lips parted slightly before quickly closing again. "Because I believe in you more than anything else in this world."

Melina held Nyx's gaze steadily. When she spoke again, her voice was barely a whisper. "I rise and fall with the Lands Between, possibly for eternity. My fate cannot be changed," she quavered, almost too softly to hear over the wind whipping through the cliff face below them. "But yours can. Do you truly wish to be with someone who can only hold you down? Who is shackled by her own burden?"

Nyx shook her head. "I want someone with whom I know I can rise to new heights. At whose side I would never feel trapped or hopeless because together we could conquer any obstacle that came our way." Her heart beat a staccato rhythm as her grip tightened on the maiden's hand. "I want you, Melina. Only you. Because I love you."

Nyx's words were met with soft sniffles and then with an answering smile from the maiden—a shy one but true nonetheless. It was like seeing a ray of light shining through a murky fog after days of rain. Unable to control her emotions, she reached around Melina's shoulders and pulled her tightly against her chest, feeling the slender woman tremble beneath her touch. It didn't take long for Melina to embrace her waist in return, and an unfamiliar sense of peace washed over Nyx.

"You truly are a fool," came Melina's muffled voice eventually. "I will likely be the cause of your death."

Nyx chuckled, pulling away slightly so she could gaze into Melina's face again, her watery eyes framed by pink cheeks and rosy lips. "I would gladly give my life for you. But I promise I won't let it come to that," Nyx said softly, running her fingers through the maiden's hair before wiping a few glistening remnants from her cheek. "Besides, you know I can handle myself."

A smile tugged at the corners of Melina's trembling lips. "I will accept your affection then," she murmured as her fingers played with the buttons on Nyx's vest. She took a deep breath and continued, "As I...I love you too. Very much so."

It was difficult for the Tarnished not to grin from ear to ear hearing those words from Melina; impossible even. Her heart pounded like thunder and her body burned with excitement all at once. There was something about seeing the maiden blush over her own confession that sent an indescribable thrill through her veins. "Melina, can I kiss you?" Nyx asked, wanting nothing more than to press their bodies together—to taste Melina's soft skin and feel her lithe curves wrapped in her arms.

Melina looked down at the ground between them for a moment before giving a tiny nod.

With such an adorable display of approval, Nyx reached out to stroke Melina's pale cheek with her thumb, feeling its smoothness beneath her fingertips. It almost seemed unfair how perfect she was. "Melina," Nyx whispered huskily and lifted the maiden's face, drawing closer until they were only inches apart, the sweet scent of lavender filling her nostrils. "I love you." She leaned forward and caught Melina's lips with hers. And immediately Nyx felt herself melt into their softness and warmth; melt inside as well. Melina tasted just as sweet as Nyx imagined she would—better even—making her burn with a desire unlike anything she had ever known before.

It seemed the maiden felt similarly, as she wrapped her arms around Nyx's neck and pulled her even closer. "Mmm," Melina mumbled through their locked mouths. She parted her lips slightly as if inviting Nyx deeper inside, and the Tarnished eagerly complied.

When her tongue slipped past Melina's lips, it was greeted by a delicate moan from the maiden's throat that made every nerve ending in Nyx's body come alive at once. Then it met with Melina's own moist organ, tentatively at first—probing each other's shape and taste—but soon growing bolder as neither wanted to yield control of the encounter. Their tongues fought fiercely for dominance, trading back-and-forth licks and flicks against one another's wet flesh. Nyx felt Melina quivering beneath her fingers, heard her small gasps and soft cries rising above the wind, joining in with the wet slurps of their shared passion. The sounds drove her wild.

"Melina," she moaned softly between kisses, her hands wandering up to rest on Melina's slender waist, pulling her more tightly against her own form. "I want you so badly." She tasted Melina again and dragged her tongue across the maiden's bottom lip before tenderly biting down on it, eliciting a gasp of surprise and delight. Her own breath quickened as Melina nipped in response, but Nyx didn't mind—in fact, she reveled in Melina's teeth sinking into her flesh and the faint pain that came with it.

When her hand crept upward to cup Melina's breast through her robe, she gasped into Nyx's mouth, then broke their heated kiss. Nyx instantly regretted the loss of contact as she opened her eyes to look upon the maiden's flushed face.

"Nyx," Melina whispered softly and put a finger over Nyx's lips, "I...need to prepare myself." The maiden looked so hesitant, unsure of herself—not like the woman who had just devoured her mouth with such eagerness moments ago. "I've never done this before, so..." She trailed off and blushed deeper than ever. "Meet me in my room at Roundtable Hold when you're ready." With those words Melina rose to her feet and vanished before Nyx could say anything, leaving behind an equally confused and aroused Tarnished to stare after her in silence.

Nervous excitement swirled inside Nyx as she stood before the door to Melina's quarters. The kiss still burned vividly on her lips; her whole body tingled from head to toe. There was no denying that she wanted more of Melina—desperately so. She bit her lip and tried to calm her pounding heart, then knocked twice on the heavy wood panels. A moment later there came a quiet response. "Come in."

She pushed open the door and stepped into the dimly lit room. Melina sat on the edge of her bed, covered by the same gray cloak that she always wore, but her bare feet sticking out from beneath it now. Her hands were laced together on top of her lap as she stared down at them with a nervous smile playing over her features. Nyx's pulse quickened even further, and she took another deep breath to slow its frantic pace.

"I wasn't expecting you quite this soon," Melina chuckled and glanced up at Nyx's, her face rosy and glowing in the candlelight. "You may close the door and come over here if you so wish."

A little flustered by the situation, she did as instructed and closed the door behind her, then stepped forward to stand before the delicate woman. She could feel the blood rushing through her veins as Melina's eye wandered across her body. Nyx felt a little self-conscious, after all this was new to her too. "So, um..."

"Kneel," Melina suddenly commanded and gave a small nod towards the floor.

Nyx swallowed hard at that—she hadn't expected such an order from the maiden. "Of course," she murmured and knelt on the thick rug before the bed with her back straight and her head held high.

"You say I am your purpose, that you desire to be with me above everything else?" Melina queried softly. Nyx nodded, unsure of what was happening or how to respond to the unexpected turn of events. "Prove it, then." As soon as she finished speaking, Melina parted the bottom of her cloak and spread her legs wide, revealing her naked form underneath.

For a moment Nyx stared blankly at the pale expanse of flesh, utterly baffled by the bold gesture. Nothing could have prepared her for the sight of Melina's most intimate place exposed before her like this. The smooth, hairless mound glistening between her slender thighs was just as flawless as the rest of her. Rosy cushions framing a tight pink slit that just begged to be explored. And the very idea of doing so made Nyx's body heat up and tingle at the same time, the slight scent of arousal emanating from Melina's sex only adding fuel to her burning fire.

"I might not be any good at this, so please forgive my inexperience," the Tarnished whispered with a note of uncertainty in her voice, yet absolutely eager to plunge herself into that inviting opening. The only acknowledgment from Melina came in the form of a small squeak.

As Nyx's gaze shifted up again, she discovered that the maiden had buried her face deep into her hands, as if trying to hide behind them in her entirety. It was safe to assume that all of Melina's courage had already been used up by her prior display. Nyx bit back a smile—she couldn't entirely deny that she enjoyed seeing her so flustered and vulnerable before her.

"Right...your wish is my command," Nyx cooed with a chortle, then leaned forward until her mouth hovered mere inches away from Melina's cunt. She inhaled deeply, filling her lungs with the sweet perfume of lust-inducing hormones, then closed her eyes and pressed her lips against the velvety softness.

"Mmh!" Muffled squeals escaped from between Melina's fingers as Nyx planted one firm kiss after another onto her mound, slowly working her way towards the pink hole nestled in the center.

Nyx's tongue darted out to lick at the puffy labia that surrounded the tight little entrance; sucking and lapping at those delicate folds while her hands reached up to stroke Melina's thighs and hips. Instantly, she found herself intoxicated—tasting her lover's delectable flesh, drinking in her feminine juice, sniffing the sweet, flowery scent of arousal mixed with a tangier musky odor. Nyx let everything else fade into distant background noise. Everything except for those wonderful whimpers and moans that began emanating from Melina's throat, of course.

Driven by an insatiable hunger for her lover, it didn't take long for Nyx's tongue to slide deep into Melina's cunt—stirring around within its warm confines, and earning an extra loud gasp in response. The silken walls contracted tightly around her invading organ, squeezing and massaging it as if trying to pull it deeper inside. She started slowly at first, but the more she felt Melina react with pleasure, the bolder Nyx became; the faster and deeper she plunged into that hot valley of soft flesh.

"Ohh...ohhh!" Melina cried out, her hands reaching down to grip Nyx's head as her legs wrapped themselves around her waist, holding her in place. "Yes, mmh...yesss."

Melina was like a writhing animal beneath Nyx's mouth; moaning and gasping and cooing—a veritable choir of eroticism. It was music to the Tarnished's ears, spurring her on with each blissful note. Motivated beyond reason, Nyx buried her nose and lips so deep between those velvety cushions that she managed to force her entire tongue inside Melina's clutching tunnel—rubbing and swirling against the spongy walls of her innermost depths, seeking out every sensitive spot imaginable. And the maiden's ever-intensifying groans told all too clearly just how much she enjoyed such a thorough exploration.

After lingering there for a moment, Nyx felt content with her accomplishments and let her face pop free from Melina's crotch, panting slightly and finding some much-needed air. This was met by a squeal of disappointment from the maiden—her fingers digging into Nyx's hair, tugging at her head as if begging her to continue.

"No, please...don't stop," she whimpered, her voice cracking in desperation and with a tone that bordered on pleading.

"I wouldn't dream of it," Nyx teased before diving back down to do just that; this time focusing her efforts on Melina's clit. The maiden gasped wonderfully when the tip of Nyx's tongue found its target, trembling and bucking into her as a result. As she licked, sucked, and fluttered her way across that delicious little nubbin, Melina mewled like an abandoned kitten, and her legs tightened their iron hold around Nyx.

Wanting nothing more than to bring Melina to the edge, Nyx migrated one of her hands over to caress and knead the maiden's swollen mound while the other continued to fondle those soft thighs and hips. With her tongue never leaving her lover's clit for even a second, she massaged the tender flesh around Melina's entrance in slow circular motions, making sure not to leave any area untapped or neglected.

At this point Melina was this panting, desperate mess above her and Nyx was loving every minute of it; being able to drive the maiden to such a state of lust was simply divine. She had never been so turned on. Not even in her most erotic fantasies could she have imagined how amazing it would feel to be pleasuring another woman like this; to take control of Melina's body and mind.

Nyx's desperate desire for her lover's climax had completely overwhelmed everything else—the world outside the two women seemed a distant, irrelevant thing. It didn't matter what happened next or where they were going to end up after all of this. The only thing she wanted right now was to make Melina cum like crazy. So she sped up her tongue's assault, squeezed her lips harder around Melina's delicate bud, and pressed two of her fingers against the maiden's pulsating opening.

"Ahh!" Melina cried out as Nyx tenderly eased both digits inside her tight tunnel, feeling those slick walls squeeze and swallow them whole.

The Tarnished heartily dove deeper, spreading her lover's insides apart with deliberate care, letting her fingers explore every inch of the warm cavity until they were completely buried within. Melina's inner muscles gripped and tugged at them so greedily that Nyx almost felt bad for withdrawing them again. But she rectified that by plunging right back in. Then out. And in...over and over and over. Soon she finger-fucked the maiden relentlessly, always retracting just enough for the walls to slide back into place before then stretching them open once more; savoring the wet squelches that accompanied each thrust.

As her lover's moans grew louder and more erratic still, Nyx found herself becoming increasingly frenzied in her efforts; drenched with sweat from the sheer intensity of what she was doing, her mouth almost numb and drooling saliva down onto Melina's cunt.

Still, she kept going without respite. Fingering and licking and sucking at every sensitive spot while Melina thrashed about and screamed incoherently, evidently lost in a sea of pleasure.

Then it happened; the dam breaking wide open and unleashing an explosive torrent of ecstasy. "Ahhh—Ah!" Melina wailed as she bucked against Nyx's face like some crazed wild animal, her entire body arching forward and convulsing uncontrollably—her nails clawing so deep into Nyx's head that it hurt, and her thighs clamping down hard around her body. But Nyx didn't mind that for one hot second, entirely fixated on lapping and slurping up the copious flow of orgasmic juices gushing forth from Melina's quivering cunt. She drank deeply and swallowed everything; relished every single drop with gusto as she continued to milk her lover dry.

It took several long moments before Melina finally relaxed and slid limply off the Tarnished's face, collapsing backwards onto the bed where she lay panting heavily and still trembling all over. Nyx gently withdrew her fingers from Melina's well-used depths and licked them clean, smiling proudly at the sight of her lover's glistening girl cum dribbling down between her creamy white ass cheeks. And not wanting to let any of it go to waste, she leaned forward and proceeded to slurp up the remaining precious evidence of their lovemaking.

Melina giggled weakly at that. A wonderful sound that lifted Nyx's heart with its purity. "I fear I may have lost control there," she mumbled whispered breathlessly. "Forgive me if you feel I did anything untoward."

"Not a bit," Nyx replied, grinning impishly as she wiped her mouth with the back of one hand and crawled up onto the mattress beside Melina's prone form. "You were magnificent, truly. Never have I seen or felt such beauty." She wrapped an arm around the maiden's waist and pulled her close.

Melina snuggled into Nyx's embrace—her eyes closed tightly and her face buried against her lover's shoulder. "Thank you...for showing me this part of myself." Her voice was muffled, but Nyx could hear the slight tremors of emotion in it.

"Anytime," she murmured softly, stroking Melina's hair with affectionate tenderness. "So, did I prove my conviction?" Nyx asked teasingly after a moment of silence had passed.

The maiden chuckled quietly, her body shaking with suppressed laughter under the blanket of Nyx's arms. "Yes, very much so," she whispered finally. "For once, the path ahead doesn't seem quite as bleak and daunting. My fears appear to have been unfounded; not worth worrying about." She nestled closer into Nyx's side and sighed contentedly.

Nyx smiled at her lover's words, pressing a soft kiss on her temple. "I'm glad." The warmth and closeness that enveloped Nyx made her realize just how alone she'd felt for most of her life, but now with Melina at her side, there was not a thing missing from it.

Melina stretched out like some languid kitten, wrapping an arm around Nyx's hip and gazing up at her with an adoring doe-eye. "Now," she purred slowly in a voice full of sensuous promise, "why don't I show you my devotion in turn?"

There was no way Nyx could contain the grin that overtook her lips. "There is naught I'd love more."