Aldri'el was a proud ambassador of the elven Court of Summer—a beautiful, tall blonde with hair like threads spun of gold, eyes as green as the verdant valleys of her homeland and a body so shapely it could make a succubus blush. At least that's what some drunk human bard had said about her.
Of course, being human, the musician had used cruder rhymes, but the sentiment remained: Aldri'el was beautiful, smart and influential. Through her actions, both small and large, she had made a name for herself as an elf to be respected and reckoned with.
Almost daily, some noble human from some duchy or another would try and court or charm her for one reason or another, and she'd politely refuse their advances. Nothing could besmirch her image of a divine maiden from a proud people.
Except for the things she did in the safety of the dark.
With strong magics of obscuration woven around herself, Aldri'el had snuck out of her rooms, wearing nothing but a cloak that covered her heaving bosom and exposed her legs with every step. The panting elf's thighs were moist with her arousal, sticking to each other with every move.
This night marked the fifth time the elven dignitary had snuck out like this. Each time she dared to go further, starting in a more advanced state of undress. Each time, she masturbated herself raw from the excitement of having done something so uncouth and degenerate. Tonight, she'd cut to the chase.
On this night, Aldri'el Whisperleaf, the elven beauty and ambassador of the elven race to the humans of the human's capital city of Elderbrook would find herself a nice, dark alley and masturbate in public. The thought alone made the woman's heart race, her nipples stiffen, and her loins burn with desire.
The friction of her thights became too much for her. She had to stop walking and leaned against a wall, panting in a vain attempt to pace herself. Aldri'el had planned to make her way to the guard post just outside the elven foreign quarters. Guards were plentiful there. If she wasn't careful enough some guard may well find her, and seeing she was out past curfew and...basically nude, consider her nothing but a common whore. The spell of obscuration she had cast about herself would prevent any human from recognizing her while still letting them drink in her true beauty. They would only see her as a busty blonde human. And if they got the wrong idea, they might...
Aldri'el moaned gutturally at the thought, swallowing as she stood up straight again. At this rate she'd come from fright alone, without ever making it to her destination.
The sound of chainmail rustling and crude leather boots jogging her way made the elven dignitary freeze in place. A patrolling guard had heard her, and they were coming her way. And they would see her.
A fresh wave of arousal dripped down her thighs as the dignitary's mind raced. Should she just wait and see what happens? Should she start touching herself, give the guards a show the second they rounded the corner? Aldri'el was at a loss, all trains of thought getting lost in the fog of lust and arousal, sending jolts of new excitement with each approaching step.
The elven maiden steeled herself, watching the light of the guard's lantern approach around the corner until finally, a boot stepped into view and the guard