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Dreams Beneath a Starfilled Sky	By : DragonEyeZ Category: A through F > Forgotten Realms Views: 7598 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
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Chapter 12: A New Approach To An Old Game

It was not until lunch the following day that Regis – as the first of the two eavesdroppers – joined the others, and Wulfgar did not show up until dinner-time, and even then sat down as far away from Drizzt and Catti-brie as possible. With some sincere pain when sitting, it seemed, though everyone had a feeling that it had something to do with Guenhwyvar’s teeth…
And, when Drizzt and Catti-brie decided to retire for the night, the dwarf immediately grabbed hold of the two others and pulled them aside.
“Ye leave ''em be,” the dwarf growled, glaring at Regis. “An’ if I ever be hearin’ a word ‘bout ye listenin’ ta things not o’ yer business, I’ll be teachin’ ye a lesson in manners ye’ll never forget!”
Both barbarian and halfling paled, and quickly rushed off, both quickly passing the door at which they had been caught yesterday – hands at their ears so there was no doubt they were avoiding to listennd fnd fled to their rooms.

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Catti-brie leaned backwards into Drizzt’s arms, listening to the sound of two pairs of feet running down the corridor, and chuckled to herself.
“Sounds like me da’s had a chat with ‘em..,” she muttered, her hand drawing lazy circles on the drow’s knee, knowing perfectly well that it was a somewhat sensitive spot – but she enjoyed the way his arms every once in a while would tighten their grasp.
“Indeed,” Drizzt murmured, head resting on her shoulder.
“So..” Catti-brie titled her head backwards so she could look at the elf. “Ye be havin’ any plans fer this evenin’?”
“Mmm.. I thought you and I could play a little game..”
Catti-brie sat up and turned around.
“What kind of game?” she asked, for some reason having a feeling that Drizzt would pay her back for the last night.
“A game of ‘Truth or Dare’,” he replied, smiling sweetly and innocently.
Catti-brie nodded, and moved so she sat facing him.
“Let’s.. Ye start.”
The drow stroke his chin with a wolfish grin.
“Truth or dare?” he asked.
“Dare,” she replied.
“I dare you to go and lock the doors,” hed wid with a smirk.
Catti-brie chuckled, and completed her dare before returning to the bed.
“Truth or dare?” she then asked.
“Truth,” Drizzt replied.
“Ye be havin’ dirty thoughts behind this?”
Drizzt grinned and nodded, leaning in for a kiss, though he was stopped by Catti-brie’s hand.
“Truth or dare?” he asked, an ever-so-tiny note of annoyance in his voice.
The human grinned and requested a truth.
“Are you going to let me kiss you or not?”
Again, Catti-brie grinned, and altered her hand’s poon son so she grabbed around his chin instead, and pulled him into a firm, yet gentle kiss.
“Truth or dare?” she whispered against his lips, before claiming them again.
“Mmm.. Dare..,” he muttered, arms going around her.
“I dare ye ta get yer shirt off..,” she said, pushing him out at an arm’s distance.
The drow raised an eyebrow, but smiled, and did a great show out of unbuttoning his white shirt, one at the time, and then slowly easing it off his shoulders, smirking at Catti-brie’s low growl of impatience.
Finally, he dropped the clothing to the floor and looked at her with a twinkle in his lavender eyes.
“Dare,” she said, already before he had managed to ask.
“I dare you to do the same,” the elf replied, his smirk growing even wider.
The human rose to her feet, and not even wasted time in opening the laces before pulling her shirt over her head and then promptly sat down in the black elf’s lap and kissed him furiously.
“Truth.. Or… Dare?” she asked, planting a kiss against his skin after each word.
“Dare seems to be going rather well..,” he muttered, words muffled against her mouth.
“I dare ye ta undress an’ lie down..,” she said, breathing heavily, and moved off him.
Drizzt groaned at the loss of contact, but obediently rose to his feet and pulled down his breeches, then lay down on the bed, leaning back into their collection of pillows. Catti-brie moved up his body, lying down on top of him, and pressed a kiss against his nose.
“Truth or dare?” he asked, knowing from her smirk that she could feel something stiff against her thigh.
“Dare,” she said with what seemed like a purr.
“Undress,” he breathed, giving her a final kiss, before she moved away again.
“Ye forgot the dare..,” she smirked, winking at him and toying with her breeches’ laces. “But I’ll be lettin’ it go this time..”
In one fluent movement, she pulled down the leggings and dumped them to the floor, then returned to her former position – only with the exception that her legs were just a little more parted this time, letting him feel her warmth. Smirking at his expression, she asked the three words that now had passed between them some times.
“Dare is good..,” the drow muttered, voice husky.
She planted a gently kiss on his forehead, then kissed his cheek, throat, chest and slowly moved down. Glancing up, she chuckled.
“I dare ye ta not make a single moan…”
With those words, she swallowed him, taking him deand and both heard his sharp intake of air and felt him arch against her, though he bit back his moan. She glanced up, seeing that he was biting his fist to stay silent – the other hand was buried into a pillow - and smiled inwardly. If he was going to pay her back, she might as well have a bit of fun, first.
Pulling back a little, she ran her tongue over the tip, hearing his shuddering breath, and had to admit that he had surprising self-rol.rol. Though she was going to challenge that the best she could…
Her lips moved down the side of his arousal – an area she knew he usually was particular vocal with, and glanced up carefully to judge his reaction. She was not disappointed – he was thrashing and clawing at the sheets, biting his hand so hard he any time soon, if he had not already, would bite through. She smiled and brought her tongue out to lick at the skin, hearing his gasped question: “Truth or dare?”
“Hmm…” She moved back up, teasing the tip again with her tongue, and breathed her reply, the sudden drop in temperature making him shudder: “A truth.”
She smirked, knowing fully well that Drizzt currently had quite a good deal of trouble forming a comprehensible sentence, and swallowed him again, not granting him any rest.
“Have.. You planned.. To.. Stop.. Any time soon?” he asked, and she could hear his battle to keep a moan a bay.
Smiling, she rose with a final lick, letting him catch his breath before kissing him.
“Truth or dare?” she asked, smiling.
The drow was silent, and she could clearly see that he was thinking. And then, suddenly, he reversed their positions, holding her down, and pressed his lips against hers.
“I dare you to stay submissive..,” he said, moving between her legs.
Grinning, she wrapped her legs around him, and merged their lips as he slid into her, sighing softly against her. However, much to her surprise and annoyance, he stayed still, not moving. She moved impatiently against him, trying to get some friction, but in vain. He grinned, placing a finger on her lips to keep her from protesting.
“You want to run from your dare?” he asked teasingly, eyes twinkling. “You have to stay submissive..”
“Move, or ye’ll be eatin’ through a straw fer the next year..,” she growled.
“Now, now… Should I really tell everyone that you cheat in games?” he teasingly asked.
Catti-brie, breathing heavily, looked up at her drow, seeing his tender smile.
“Move, please..,” she whispered, pushing up to lick at his ear. “Please…”
He groaned, his eyes fluttering closed by her touch. She gently kissed each eyelid, and saw them slide back, looking at her with such love she could not help but to smile. Drizzt’s lips pulled upwards in a smile as well, and he gently bended down to kiss her, thrusting his hips forward in the same motion. She moaned in reply, her legs pushing him closer, trying to draw him in deeper. Yet, he did not move any more.
“Truth or dare?” she asked then, glaring at him.
The drow chuckled.
“What about a dare, then?” he said.
The human smiled devilishly.
“I dare ye ta make me scream, then..,” she said.
The black elf raised an eyebrow, but grinned then.
“Very well… But first: truth or dare?” he asked in turn.
“Dare,” she replied, and began wondering what was passing through the drow’s head.
He bend his head close to hers, and in more a breathing than a whisper said: “Then I dare you to lay flat…”
Gently, he kissed her, pushing her arms upwards. And then, suddenly, she felt something slip over her wrists and tighten. Surprised, she looked up, and saw the very same ropes she had used yesterday to tease the elf hanging around her wrists. She looked up again, not being able to hide her surprised look.
The drow grinned.
“Pay-back time..,” he said, pushing backwards so he broke free of her legs and withdrew from her.
She pulled at the ropes, trying to get loose, but found she was unable to. The black elf grinned down at her, and dipped his fingers into the small jar of honey on the nightstand.
“Ye wouldn’t dare…,” she slowly said, even as Drizzt drew a pattern on the skin of her belly.
“Watch me..,” he muttered, and brought his lips in contact with the honey.
She felt her breath hitch unexpectedly, and let out a soft sigh when his tongue started lapping at her skin, teasing and licking. Honey-slicked fingers ran across her skin, followed by his lips – she began to understand what torture she had pulled him through the last night – and she moaned deeply, her mind going together into a puddle of pleasure and made it impossible for her to think clearly. Suddenly, he moved back up her body, positioning himself between her legs.
“Cry for me..,” he moaned in a husky voice and, in one smooth movement, sheathed himself in her.
She did, tossing her head back with a low scream as he moved within her, fast and hard, his breathing harsh against her face as he kissed her, hungrily.
Suddenly, his movements slowed, stopping completely, and she looked up at his grinning face, confused.
“Finished my dare..,” he said with a twinkle in his eyes, still breathing hard.
Catti-brie pushed up, kissing him, and merely said: “Then yer new dare’ll be ta take me place.. An’ no, ye won’t be gettin’ any choice… ”
He looked at her, an unreadable look in his eyes, and then a smile crept over his face. He undid the ropes, slipping them off her wrist, and then suddenly reversed their positions – pulling her on top of him. She chuckled, bringing their lips together yet again.
“Truth or dare?” he asked in a muffled voice.
“Dare..,” she replied, sitting back up.
“I dare you to touch yourself..,” he whispered, voice hoarse.
Catti-brie looked at him in surprise.
“What on earth happene the the nice, submissive drow me slept with yesterday?” she asked.
He grabbed around her waist, kissing her with a surprising hunger.
“He fled the mines along with Wulfgar and Regis…”
She looked at him, and smiled. Moving off him, she grabbed a pillow and lay down on the mattress with her head the opposite direction of his, resting against one of the bedposts with the pillow in her back. He sat up as well, the look of a starving man watching a feast burning in his eyes. She grinned, and ran a hand down her chest, toying with her own nipple, seeing Drizzt’s eyes widening ever so slightly. She let out a small moan, continuing down with her hand, and parted her legs. As she started playing with herself, she was most pleased to see the black elf’s hand slip up, grasping his own erection and started stroking himself. She smiled, slipping a finger into herself and moaned softly, partly from the feeling, and partly from watching the drow pleasuring himself while watching. She closed her eyes, dropping her head back, feeling her release closing in as her fingers worked – she could hear Drizzt’s rasping breath, and found herself spinning upwards.
Suddenly, ad grd grabbed around hers, stopping her movement. Confused, she looked up, and received a tender kiss from the drow at the same time as his fingers slipped into her, stroking her inner walls. She gasped, moving against his hand, and then let out a groan. He worked her with a surprising skill, rug ang and stroking, teasing her muscles to close around his digits, and rolling a nipple against his other palm all the while. She cried out, arching against him, feeling her orgasm rolling through her, and her muscles clench around his fingers. At end, she fell back against the bedpost, fighting hard to catch her breath again.
His smirk greeted her as her eyelids slipped back, though it was clear for all that he was close to the edge. A suddenly idea for her next dare popped into her mind, and she gave him a powerful shove, sending him onto his back on the bed, and then lunged at him, pinning him down with her body, and started stroking him hard. The drow gasped and groaned, his hips following her thrusts. It only took a few seconds before he arched, letting out a small cry, and she felt her hand being filled with liquid.
She smiled down at him, watching as his breath slowed down and he looked up at her.
“Truth or dare?” she asked, smirking.
“Dare..,” he replied, his words barely more than a breath.
She held her hand close to her face, licking at the seed in it.
“I dare ye ta do this…,” she said, then offered him her hand.
An unreadable look – a mixture of disbelief and surprise it seemed – crossed his face as he contemplated her words. Finally, he ran a finger through her palm, and brought the digit to his lips, slowly licking off the liquid. Then, gently grabbing around her wrist, he brought her hand closer, running his tongue up one of her fingers, and gently sucked at her palm. She felt her breathing hitching again, and smiled, having a feeling that neither of them would be getting much, if any, sleep this night…

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