A Night of Firsts

Drizzt didn't know what to do. It had started off the same as always, with the two of them fooling around, exploring each others bodies with hands and mouths. That didn't bother him any more as he was now very used to it. But then it had changed.

Obviously, he couldn't see them at it, but he knew that they were about to take their relationship to the next level.

He covered his head with the pillow when he heard a slight gasp come from the two in the room next to his. Catti-brie's filled with a slight pain, Wulfgar's holding nothing but passion and lust.

After a while Drizzt could hear the bed the couple were on begin to slowly squeak. Soon, the bed was squeaking very fast and the wall was moving with the force of the bed banging against it.

Drizzt was well aware of the noises too, the groans, moans and other noises of pleasure being fulfilled floating in to his room to greet ears that were unconsciously listening for the sounds.

He was also aware of himself growing hard at what he was picturing in his head. How he felt like a voyeur! Picturing the couple moving together in his mind.

A few short minutes was all the time it lasted before the wall stopped shaking, the beds squeaks were dying as the couple had stopped moving but the bed hadn't, and the sound of Wulfgar's customary grunt of release was still echoing in his mind.

The first thought that come to his mind was how it would feel. He had been hard before, and definitely was now, but his usual way to ease his frustration was to fall into his training, letting loose all he was feeling with each move he made with his scimitars, legwork and balancing exercises.

He couldn't do that now, knowing he would be asked why he was in the training hall in the middle of the night. He had learnt that lesson the hard way, as he remembered the night he had listened to them two mucking around with each other for the first time.

Ever since then, he had always had trouble falling asleep on such nights and his dreams woke him up when he finally succeeded, his sheets screwed up and wet with his sweat, and his pants sticking to him with his drying seed.

He shook his head and sighed softly. He was in for another night of lustful dreams, obviously. He closed his eyes and began to try and fall asleep when Catti-brie giggled loudly. A few short minutes later and once again the squeaking bed was heard.

Growling softly to himself, he once again put the pillow over his head, this time trying to block out the sound, but failing thanks to his Elvish hearing. He whimpered when he realised this time would take longer than the first, the bed still slowly squeaking.

He was now painfully hard, never being this wound up before. He reached down and undid the sash around his waist, sighing as it gave him more room in the right place.

The picture of Wulfgar and Catti-brie together came to his head once more, this time with the girl on top. Unbidden thoughts then came to his head, as Wulfgar melted away and he was the one being mounted.

He was beginning to move in time with the now quicker squeaks, wishing that she was truly there with him. The banging on the wall started again and Drizzt was lost in his fantasy.

Once again the racket stopped and so did Drizzt. He was now aware that there would be no calming himself down now. Either he would get no sleep at all or he would be waking every five minutes.

He once again covered his head with the pillow, this time to groan in complete frustration. He knew then he wouldn't be able to fall asleep and find release there. He would have to wait for the morning, when he would go watch the sunrise, his weapons ready for one very vigorous workout.

He almost began crying in frustration when he once again heard the squeak he was getting used to hearing. He thought about getting up, banging on the wall to shut them up, but wondered what they would think of that. The idea of going in there and pulling them apart also crossed his thoughts. That obviously led to him thinking of joining in with them.

His eyes widened as thoughts so base began filtering in to his mind, before he began to just think of Catti-brie again, gloriously naked, covered in sweat and riding him slowly.

Drizzt growled at the images, turning to lay on his stomach and bury his head in to his pillow. That was a big mistake, the small movement causing pleasure to lance its way through his body as the front of his pants brushed against the mattress of the bed.

A noise somewhere between a groan and a gasp escaped his lips, glad was he that his head was still buried in the pillow, muffling the sound.

His hips bucked bringing him in contact with the mattress again, this time grinding himself further, trying to ease this damnable tension. That was not enough and he felt like he had lost control of his body.

He wanted to keep the same time and rhythm as the couple in the room next to his, but his body, not used to this feeling, made him pick his own pace.

Raising himself up by his elbows, his head pointed down toward his pillow, he pictured himself looking into Catti-brie's eyes, glazed over with mounting passion.

One of his hands dropped down to stop at the top of his pants, trying to get the constricting article of clothing off, but as his sensitive fingers found the even more sensitive skin of his arousal, he had to drop his head back to the pillow to cover the sound of the agonized groan that he couldn't help but make.

His wild thrusting into the mattress stopped as he once again turned onto his back, his hand snaking completely into his pants and grabbing himself fully, this time truly playing his fantasy out, pretending the hand around his length to be that sacred place inside Catti-brie.

He was close...close to what, he didn't know, but he could feel something inside him building. He was barely aware that he was making the same sounds as Wulfgar or Catti-brie, only knew that this felt so damn good!

His moans became a little more high pitched as his hand began to frantically move. He threw his head back, his back arching off the bed, his legs opening a little as if to push himself further inside the invisible girl riding him.

He was squealing, he was sure of it, that high pitched sound was definitely coming from his mouth. He suddenly found it hard to breathe at all, his mouth falling open, his eyes closing and his hand pumping wildly.

His mouth closed, his teeth grinding together as he felt ready to burst, or die. His hand moved again once, twice, thrice, his whole body going rigid. Once more and the world around him exploded in what could only be known as ecstasy.

His body froze for what seemed like eternity, every muscle stopping, before he crashed back to his mattress, breathing hard, but to his surprise and ultimate delight he found he was completely satisfied.

He could feel his eyes drifting closed, his body spent from what felt like the most vigorous training he had ever done in his life.

After a few seconds he was in a deep dreamless sleep. He managed to think one thought before sleep fully claimed him and he never realised he had mutter it out loud...

"I hope they didn't hear me..." he had mumbled. Oblivious to anything in his sleep and the afterglow of the release he had just found, he hadn't noticed that the bed had stopped squeaking some time ago. Also, that the banging on the wall had never arrived.

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In the room next to his, the couple who had just shared their first true sexual experience, had their ears glued to the wall.

Both Catti-brie and Wulfgar wore identical grins, both knowing that the drow would have been listening to them.

From Drillet Rockcrusher, the dwarf that stood guard at the training centre, they had heard that Drizzt sometimes tried to sneak in...amazingly, that happened mainly on nights when they had started to fool around.

Ever since, they had been trying to get the drow to realise there were better, or at least more fun ways, of getting rid of his sexual frustration. As a matter of fact, they kept this room specifically for mucking around with each other.

Tonight had been different though. A slight move on Wulfgar's behalf and they had found themselves making love for the first time. And shortly after, the second time.

Catti-brie was aware of how tired and satisfied she had been after the first fulfilling experience, even though it had hurt a bit. But the opportunity to get Drizzt to finally loosen up was too good to pass up.

She had giggled, very loudly to make sure that Drizzt didn't manage to fall asleep, before she had whispered her plan in a drowsing Wulfgar's ear. He had agreed to the plan and soon they were once again in the throes of passion.

That had truly exhausted them, but the frustrated sounds from the room that their dark Elven friend slept in was too good to pass up.

As one, the two of them had started to rock the bed, making sure that it squeaked good, loud and slow. At the almost sobbing sound they heard from Drizzt Catti-brie stopped and pinned her head to the wall, moaning softly.

Wulfgar covered his mouth to stop himself from laughing out loud, rocking the bed that little bit faster, making some groaning noises of his own.

For a few minutes they couldn't hear anything in the drow's room. They both grinned, huge smiles covering their faces wen they heard a groan coming from the room next to theirs, one that implied exactly what they had been planning for so long ... Drizzt was pleasuring himself.

The rocking of the bed stopped as Wulfgar went and joined Catti-brie at the wall, listening to the sounds he knew he made but couldn't help but make whenever he was with his lover. The noises were getting closer together and more high pitched. The drow's throat seeming to be closing up, making it harder to breathe.

The noise stopped for a few seconds before they heard a small cry of release, before hearing their friend slump back to his bed spent.

Catti-brie turned to Wulfgar, looking at hm with a pleased look in her eyes.

"Iffen I be knowin' it just be takin' sex to make him loosen up, we would have been startin' the act a lot sooner." She stating, lying down on the bed, Wulfgar cuddling up next to her.

"I agree." Wulfgar replied, before they both fell into an exhausted sleep, both dreaming of each other.

The End.

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