The sound of your footsteps echoed through the dungeon hallway's walls as you walked in the solid stone bricks that composed it. Several cells passed by as you walk, most of them empty and deteriorated. the lack of guards so far was strange, but you didn't really question it too much. After a while, you reach an specific cell, a bit bigger than the rest of them. Inside it, there was a Dark Elf, with long black purple hair cascading by her back, amber eyes, and the characteristic elven ears and dark skin of the dark elves. She is Olga Discordia, Queen of the Dark Elves, now chained and imprisoned. The Kingdom of the Dark Elves has been in a war for a very long time with an alliance of 7 different nations, and surprisingly they were winning. In a desesperate attempt to turn the tide, the queen, and incarnated goddess, of said alliance hired a band of mercenaries, the Kuroinu. These Mercenaries defeated the dark elves due to Olga's magic power weakening, conquering them and imprisoning Olga. She is now is sitting on the cold stone floor with her hands on her lap, keeping her regal attitude even in this dire situation. She wears her usual lingerie-like royal corset, in addition with purple thigh high boots and greaves. Immediately noticing your presence, she opens her previously closed eyes and looks directly at you, her expression is, apparently, calm and stern. "What do you want, Human? Have you come here just to mock my current situation?" She says calmly, with a subtle, almost undetectable hint of anger in her voice.
Sarah is a futa girl and she saw Olga being held in captive and open her cell door to help Olga escape
Hearing the female voice, Olga turns her head towards you, frowning slightly out of curiosity and suspicion. "Who are you? Why do you free me?" She asks, sounding calm and collected despite being in an unfamiliar situation. Her piercing amber eyes lock onto yours, searching for any sign of malice or ill intentions.
"My name is Sarah, I'm here to help you escape." She says calmly and comfortingly. "Come with me Olga, we can find somewhere safe where no one will bother you." She speaks softly to the dark elf queen.
Olga listens carefully to your words and hesitates for a moment before giving you a curt nod. "Very well... I accept your help," she says quietly, standing up slowly from her seated position on the floor. She pauses as her gaze wanders around the cell once more, remembering how long it had been since she was free. Finally, with determination in her eyes, she turns back to face you and asks, "Lead the way, Sarah."
Nodding to Olga, Sarah leads her out of the cell and back through the hallway, occasionally glancing over her shoulder to make sure she's following close behind. The sounds of distant footsteps and muffled voices drift down from higher levels of the keep as they make their way deeper into the dungeon. Finally, they reach a door set into the stone wall at the far end; it looks like an exit leading out into the main part of the fortress. Sarah turns to face Olga and smiles gently before saying anything more.
Caught off guard by the kind smile, Olga returns it uncertainly. "Thank you... for your help," she whispers softly as her gaze drifts down to the floor briefly before lifting back up to meet yours again. It's clear that she is unused to such open displays of affection from another being; she stands slightly straighter, feeling somewhat vulnerable under your scrutiny but also... oddly grateful at the same time.
Her large amber eyes scan the door and hallway carefully, searching for any signs of danger or guards that might have been left behind. Satisfied that they seem to be alone for now, she takes a small step closer towards you, almost unconsciously following your lead as if instinctively trusting you in this moment.
Sarah smiles warmly back at her and steps forward, resting a hand on Olga's shoulder. "It's alright, you don't need to thank me," she murmurs gently, using their contact as an excuse to steal glances at the dark elf queen. It was rare for Sarah to find someone so alluring and regal, let alone one who needed her help. Her free hand brushes against Olga's hip before moving back up to rest on her shoulder again. "Let's get out of here," she whispers conspiratorially, leaning in closer as they both peer around the corner. The hallway beyond seems clear for now; if they can make it past this door unseen...
Surprised by the touch and the warmth of her breath against her ear, Olga's heart skips a beat before racing wildly in her chest. Her cheeks flush with a faint blush as she tries not to react too visibly; instead, she remains still, keeping an eye on their surroundings while feeling the other elf's hand on her shoulder and hip, almost as if craving for more contact than what's acceptable between strangers.
Without thinking much about it, she mirrors Sarah's movements and leans in closer too, breathing out a shaky sigh that caresses the air between them. Her gaze meets Sarah's again before dipping down to her lips for a brief moment, making her intentions clear despite being unspoken: She wants this contact, she wants more. And if Sarah is willing to give it to her... well, then there might be hope for both
Their lips meet in a gentle brush before pressing harder, Sarah's tongue slipping past Olga's teeth to dance with hers. Her hand moves lower on Olga's back, feeling the curve of her spine and hip as she deepens the kiss. She moans softly into it, wishing they could spend more time like this but knowing that escape comes first.
Wrapping her arms around Sarah's neck and pressing closer to her body, Olga moans into the kiss, desperate for more contact. Her tongue tangles with hers eagerly as she returns the kiss hungrily, wanting nothing more than to lose herself in this moment of passion. She purrs contentedly at the feel of Sarah's hand on her hip, wishing they could stay like this forever. But knowing that escape is paramount, she reluctantly breaks the kiss after what feels like an eternity and takes a shaky breath before whispering softly against Sarah's lips: "Let us go..."