Chapter 21: Wig Twisting Season

The night air is cool against my skin as Sufri and I stroll arm-in-arm towards my dorm. My heart's racing, thoughts of what's to come making my palms sweat. I sneak a glance at her strong profile.

Sufri chuckles, breaking the silence. "I must say, I'm impressed. You handled that steak like a true warrior."

I laugh. "Oh yeah? Well, I may not look like much, but I've been in training. For the past month, it's been nothing but spaghetti and meatballs. Gotta work up to the big leagues, you know?"

Her amber eyes crinkle with amusement. "Ah yes, your mother mentioned your, shall we say, limited culinary adventures. A true test of endurance, no doubt."

I groan inwardly. "Great, so you've heard about my deep and meaningful relationship with pasta. Any other embarrassing details she shared?"

Sufri's laugh is rich and warm. "Now, now. A good general never reveals all her intel all at once. I'm saving some surprises for later."

My stomach does a little flip at 'later.' We're getting closer to my dorm, and suddenly, I'm hyper-aware of every point where our bodies touch.

Just as I'm about to make what I hope is a witty comeback, a sharp gasp cuts through the night air behind us. We spin around, and my heart plummets to my feet.

Rolo stands there, her crimson eyes wide with shock. The normally fierce warrior princess looks... hurt? Betrayed?

"Oh, hey, Rolo," I manage to squeak out.

Rolo's eyes narrow, darting between Sufri and me. Her jaw clenches, and I can practically feel the temperature drop.

"Oh, so is this the hag you confused me for?" she spits out, venom dripping from every word.

I wince, feeling Sufri stiffen beside me.

Rolo's gaze locks onto Sufri, really taking her in for the first time. Her brow furrows in confusion.

"Wait, seriously?" Rolo scoffs, disbelief in her tone. "You didn't actually get us confused, did you? We look nothing alike! I mean, we're not even the same color!"

"No, no, no!" I blurt out, waving my hands frantically. "It's not like that at all! I swear!"

Before I can dig myself any deeper, Sufri steps forward, her posture relaxed but authoritative. "Calm down, princess," she says, her voice cool and steady. "You're gonna scare my date away."

I feel my cheeks burn at the word 'date.' Rolo's eyes widen, then narrow dangerously. The hurt in her expression deepens, and for a moment, I see vulnerability beneath her warrior facade.

"Watch out, General," Rolo growls, her voice low and bitter. "He might seem easy and obsessed with you now, but the next second he'll drop you like a bag of shit."

'I deserve that.'

I open my mouth to apologize, but Rolo's already turning on her heel. She storms off, her long black hair swishing angrily behind her. The sound of her boots echoing through the courtyard fades as she disappears into the night.

I stand there, mouth hanging open, feeling like I just got punched in the gut.

"Well," Sufri says dryly, breaking the tense silence. "That was... interesting."

Sufri turns to me, her amber eyes searching my face. "What was her deal?" she asks, her voice a mix of curiosity and concern.

I sigh, running a hand through my hair. "It's really complicated," I admit, feeling the weight of the situation settle on my shoulders. "I, uh, kind of got into a relationship with her over a misunderstanding."

Sufri's eyebrow arches and I can practically see the gears turning in her head. But instead of judgment, a grin spreads across her face. She pulls me close, her strong arms wrapping around my waist.

"Well then," she purrs, her voice low and playful, "we better not have any misunderstandings, okay?"

I swallow hard, trying to keep my cool. "Yeah. You're exactly who I think you are, so we're good."

Sufri's grin widens, and she leans in close, her breath tickling my ear.

"Come on," she says, her voice sending shivers down my spine. "I want to get back to your dorm As soon as possible."

*****

My heart races as Sufri's lips move against mine, passionate and demanding. Her strong hands roam across my bare skin, leaving trails of fire in their wake. The cool sheets beneath me are a stark contrast to the heat building between our bodies.

Sufri breaks the kiss, her amber eyes dark with desire as they rake over me. A predatory smile curves her lips. "You're even more beautiful than I imagined," she purrs.

I blush, feeling exposed yet thrilled under her intense gaze. Her fingers trace along my collarbone, down my chest. My breath catches as she leans in to nip at my neck.

"Tell me what you want, Elwin," Sufri murmurs against my skin.

My breath catches in my throat as I gaze up at Sufri. "I want you," I whisper, my voice rough with desire.

A slow, sensual smile spreads across Sufri's face. She brings her finger to my lips, pressing gently. I part them, allowing her digit to slip inside. My tongue swirls around it as she watches with hooded eyes.

Slowly, teasingly, she withdraws her finger and trails it down my body. I shiver at the feather-light touch. She continues lower until she reaches the apex of her thighs.

My eyes widen as Sufri begins to rub herself with the finger that was just in my mouth. She lets out a soft moan, her amber eyes locked on mine.

"Elwin," she purrs, her voice husky. "I want to watch you pleasure yourself, too."

I feel a mixture of surprise and embarrassment at her request. But as our eyes meet, I'm struck by the raw hunger I see in her gaze. It ignites something primal within me.

"Okay," I breathe, nodding slightly.

As I stroke myself, my eyes can't help but take in all of Sufri's body. Her dark skin glistens with a light sheen of sweat in the dim light. My gaze traces the network of scars crisscrossing her torso. Despite the marks of battle, her breasts are full and shapely, rising and falling with her quickening breaths.

I'm mesmerized by the hypnotic bouncing of her chest as she pleasures herself. A low moan escapes my lips, my hand moving faster. Sufri smiles, her amber eyes blazing with desire.

"If you like them so much, say hello," she purrs.

Before I can respond, she leans forward and engulfs my mouth with one of her breasts. I latch on eagerly, sucking and swirling my tongue around her nipple. Sufri gasps, her back arching.

As I lavish attention on her chest, I feel Sufri's hand wrap around my shaft. She begins stroking me with firm, sure motions that have me seeing stars. The dual sensations of her breast in my mouth and her hand on my cock are overwhelming.

I moan against her skin, completely lost in the pleasure she's giving me.

Sufri's hand moves faster, her grip tightening deliciously. I'm lost in a haze of pleasure, every nerve ending on fire. Her breasts press against my face as she leans close, her lips brushing my ear.

"Cum for mommy," she whispers.

Those words send me over the edge. With a muffled cry, I explode, my hips bucking wildly as waves of ecstasy crash over me. Thick ropes of cum shoot from me, coating Sufri's hand and splattering across my stomach. The intensity of my orgasm leaves me breathless and trembling.

Sufri continues to stroke me gently through the aftershocks, milking every last drop. Her amber eyes gleam with satisfaction as she watches me come undone beneath her. When the last tremors subside, she brings her cum-covered hand to her lips and slowly, sensuously licks it clean. The sight makes my spent cock twitch with renewed interest.

"Good boy," Sufri purrs, leaning down to place a tender kiss on my forehead. Her praise sends a warm glow spreading through my chest.

Sufri's eyes gleam with predatory hunger as she rises above me. Her powerful thighs flex as she positions herself, one hand gripping the headboard for leverage. I gaze up at her in awe, drinking in the sight of her sculpted body silhouetted in the dim light.

With fluid grace, she reaches down and grasps my cock, guiding it to her pussy. I gasp as I feel her wet heat envelop me. Sufri sinks down slowly, taking me inch by inch until I'm fully sheathed inside her. The tight, velvety sensation is indescribable.

"Mmm, you feel so good inside me," Sufri purrs. Her hips begin to move in a slow, sensual rhythm.

I moan in pleasure as she rides me, her powerful muscles flexing with each undulation. Sufri's hands move to my ankles, grasping them firmly. With impressive strength, she pushes my legs back, folding me nearly in half. The new angle allows her to sink even deeper onto my cock.

Sufri picks up the pace, her hips pistoning faster as she takes her pleasure. The room fills with the sounds of our passion, skin slapping against skin, breathless moans and gasps. I'm overwhelmed by sensation, lost in the rhythm of our lovemaking.

Sufri's movements grow more frenzied, her powerful thighs flexing as she rides me with abandon. Sweat glistens on her dark skin, highlighting the sculpted planes of her abs and the curve of her hips.

I'm utterly captivated by the sight of this fierce warrior lost in the throes of passion above me. Her face is a mask of ecstasy, amber eyes half-lidded, and lips parted as breathy moans escape her. The headboard creaks rhythmically, punctuating our shared pleasure.

"Oh gods, Elwin," Sufri gasps. "You feel so good inside me."

Her inner walls pulse and flutter around my shaft as she chases her release. The wet heat of her core envelops me completely, sending jolts of pleasure coursing through my body with each roll of her hips. I'm helpless beneath her, pinned by her strength and overwhelmed by sensation.

Sufri's movements grow erratic as she nears her peak. Her nails dig into my ankles where she grips them, the slight pain only heightening my arousal. I can feel the tension building in her body, coiling tighter and tighter like a spring about to snap.

Suddenly, Sufri throws her head back and lets out a primal scream of ecstasy. Her inner walls clamp down on me like a vice as waves of pleasure crash over her. But even as she climaxes, she doesn't stop moving. If anything, her pace increases to a fevered rhythm.

"Cum in me!" Sufri cries out, her voice raw with passion. "Cum in me! Cum in me!"

Her words and the pulsing of her core around me push me over the edge. With a hoarse cry of my own, I explode deep inside her. Waves of indescribable pleasure wash over me as I empty myself into her welcoming heat.

Sufri collapses on top of me, both of us trembling and gasping for breath. I wrap my arms around her, savoring the feeling of her weight pressed against me. We lay there for long moments, basking in the afterglow of our shared passion.

As we pant together, our bodies slick with sweat, Sufri's lips curve into a sultry smile. She begins trailing soft kisses along my neck, her warm breath sending shivers down my spine. The gentle scrape of her teeth against my pulse point makes me gasp.

"How about it, boy?" Sufri purrs, her voice low and husky. "You got one more round in you?"

Her amber eyes gleam with mischief and lingering desire as she props herself up on one elbow, gazing down at me.

I'm still struggling to catch my breath, my chest heaving as I try to regain some semblance of coherent thought. Every nerve ending in my body feels electrified, hypersensitive to Sufri's every touch. The warm weight of her body pressed against mine is both comforting and arousing.

"Just... just give me one minute," I manage to gasp out, my voice rough and breathless.

Sufri's smile widens, a predatory glint in her eye that sends a thrill of anticipation through me. She leans down, capturing my lips in a deep, passionate kiss that steals what little breath I've managed to regain.

When she finally pulls back, I'm left dazed and wanting more. Sufri chuckles, the sound rich and warm, vibrating through her chest and into mine, where our bodies are still pressed together.

I can't help but feel the undeniable passion between us and how genuine it seems. But the raw love and reverence the stranger showed me feels strangely absent.

"Take all the time you need, honey," she murmurs, nuzzling against my cheek. "We have all night, and I plan to savor every moment."

'Maybe I'm over thinking this.'