More Amenable

More Amenable
by Udat

Rating: NC-17
Codes: F/F, M/F/F, inc, some MC, PWP
Summary: Elayne gets a summons from Egwene, but the reason isn't quite what she expects
Pairings: Elayne/Egwene, Gawyn/Elayne/Egwene

I should say that chapters 2 and 3 were written four years after chapter 1 and aren't quite the same stylistically (they got written because I got bored, not because I had an urge to extend the story). I'm not entirely happy with them, but I'm releasing them anyway. If you don't like them, just pretend they didn't happen.

Feedback: I've written this story because I like the idea, not because I want to improve my writing. Give feedback if you want, but I'm not guaranteeing I'll even read it, never mind reply. Email me at udat134@yahoo.com if you want to. ;-)

**DISCLAIMER**
This story is based upon the Wheel of Time books by Robert Jordan (RIP). His estate owns the characters and the world, and they are used here without having asked permission. No money will be made by me from this story, and nobody else can either.

Written for AdultFanFiction.net. This story may not be posted elsewhere without the explicit permission of the author.

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Sighing, Elayne released her weave and the gateway from Tar Valon snapped shut behind her. The golden-haired daughter-heir had a pensive frown on her face as she walked up the steps into her mother's palace. She had dreamed of Egwene the previous night, and she knew it was no ordinary dream. She didn't know why Egwene had entered her dreams and asked to see her, nor why Egwene could not have come to her, nor why Egwene was in Caemlyn, but something had not been quite right. It was nothing she could identify, but Egwene had seemed somehow... nervous. Nervous about what she could not imagine, but she intended to find out.

Walking in the grand entrance, Elayne nodded to a saluting guardsman, and then saw Egwene hurrying to meet her. The other woman wore an odd dress, figure-hugging blue silk but reinforced around the neck. "You came." said Egwene with a smile, "I was not sure that you had understood my message."
"I don't understand why you wanted me," replied Elayne, "but I got a sense of... urgency, at least. Egwene, is something wrong?"
"Not wrong, exactly, but... well, you'll see. Come with me, will you please?"

In silence, Elayne walked with her friend to the palace gardens. She saw a small number of guards, but even these few tailed away to nothing as they neared the gardens. They entered the gardens, and Egwene led her deeper in, to a grassy, secluded part of the garden that she had spent a great deal of time in when she was younger. Trees and position meant it was not overlooked by any part of the palace proper, something that had seemed very valuable to a young girl. There, sitting on a bench, was her brother Gawyn. He had his back to her, bent over something in his lap, and did not turn as she approached.

"Something is wrong with Gawyn?" said Elayne with concern? "Watch" replied Egwene, and embraced the True Source. Expecting Egwene to channel at Gawyn, Elayne's mouth dropped open in shock - Egwene had not channelled at Gawyn, but at her instead. Trusting her friend, Elayne had never thought to guard against treachery, and she was now shielded from the Source and bound by flows of air as hard as iron - she could no more have moved below her neck than the ground underneath her.

"Egwene? What on earth are you doing? Let me go!" Elayne said, still shocked and uncomprehending. However, it was her brother who replied. "She cannot. Or at least, she will not." Gawyn had turned, and was looking at her with an unpleasant smirk on his lips. The expression was the more horrifying on his familiar face where it appeared so alien, but even so it was not what had Elayne's heart sinking into her boots. That feeling was reserved for the sight of the silver bracelet wrapped around her wrist. Suddenly, Elayne thought she knew why Egwene's dress was seemingly reinforced at the neck.

"You see Elayne, I've wanted something for a while now. I've made some new friends who agreed to give me the means to get it, if I would take the two of you and keep you somewhere where you will not interfere with events. An a'dam cannot normally link a man and a woman, but my friends made me a couple of special ones to overcome that problem. Egwene loved me, but she would never have helped me or my friends on her own. A little... compulsion... and a little encouragement from the a'dam, and now she is positively looking forward to helping, aren't you my darling?" Gawyn was still wearing that smirk, but Egwene didn't seem to care. She was looking at him adoringly, and at his words gave an odd sort of half-moan, and her eyes slid briefly closed.

"What do you want, Gawyn?" asked Elayne. "You know you could ask me anything, there was no need for this, nor for whatever you have done to Egwene."
"Not quite anything, sister dear. This, I think you would refuse. And anyway, doing it this way is more... interesting. But enough. Egwene, begin."

With that, Egwene channelled at Elayne again. Elayne did not recognise the weave, but she gasped as it hit her. There was a brief moment of dizziness, and then she was shaking her head to clear it. She did not know what had happened, but she didn't think it could be good. She glared at Gawyn, but he only laughed. "I wanted to leave a bit of spirit, but I think you will find yourself in a more... amenable... frame of mind, now. Suddenly Elayne jumped as a pair of hands encircled her from behind. Both Elayne's bonds and her shield had dissipated, but somehow she could not make herself either run or fight. She stood there as Egwene embraced her from behind, the other woman's breasts - bare now, she realised with a start - pressed into her back, one hand around her waist pulling her ass back into Egwene's groin, the other across her chest, pulling her torso back into Egwene's breasts as her neck was gently but determinedly kissed by Egwene's soft mouth.

"Egwene?" Elayne said, sounding uncertain. "Shhh", Egwene replied softly. Egwene channelled again, and Elayne's dress fell away from her. Egwene was still running her hands across Elayne's body, now through her shift, and continuing to kiss her neck and shoulders from behind, her groin gently moving against Elayne's ass in a soft but insistent rhythm that was beginning to make Elayne's body and mind answer. Elayne still could not make herself move, as she felt Egwene's hand move beneath the shift to get at the flesh underneath. "Oh, Light", Elayne groaned, as she was caressed by the other woman. She felt herself turned, and suddenly Egwene's lips were pressed against hers, one hand cupping her buttocks as the other held her head gently. Elayne felt Egwene's lips part against hers, her tongue gently probing. She resisted for a moment, before her lips slid open, allowing Egwene's soft, supple tongue entry to her mouth. With a moan, she closed her eyes and allowed Egwene's tongue to roam as it wanted around her mouth, meeting and surrendering to it with her own tongue.

Elayne felt herself being lowered to the ground - it was as much a matter of Egwene reducing the support she had been providing and Elayne's knees being unable to hold her up - and opened her eyes to realise her shift had gone the same way as her dress. Egwene's mouth moved down to her breasts and began to roam across them, sometimes briefly coming to rest on a nipple, tongue moving, before moving away again. Elayne uttered a brief, weak "No!" as she felt the other woman's hand moving down her belly and guessed its destination, but her legs were parted effortlessly, and her resistance dissolved in another moan as she felt Egwene's fingers enter her pussy, which she only now realised was soaking wet. With her mouth moving between Elayne's breasts, belly and mouth, Egwene's fingers began a slow, inxorable rhythm in Elayne's pussy, building up, picking up speed until suddenly, as the flexing of Elayne's hips and her moans had become urgent, Egwene's mouth landed not on Elayne's upper body but on her clitoris. Elayne let out a banshee wail and her back arched up hard off the turf, her hands holding Egwene's head even as Egwene's fingers continued their relentless rhythm, not slackening until Elayne's body had dropped back to the grass, and her hips' jerking had been reduced to tremors.

Panting, Elayne felt Egwene move up her body again, and looked up through clearing vision to see a naked Egwene straddling her head. Egwene knelt down above her, and Elayne could see - and smell - Egwene's shaved, aroused cunt just inches from her face. Elayne moaned, as that cunt hesitated there for a moment and then descended to cover her mouth, her nose brushing the top of it as her hair was held gently by Egwene's hands. Suddenly craving this, Elayne's tongue snaked up and into her friend and betrayer's pussy, as her hands came up to cup the other woman's ass. Egwene rode Elayne's mouth for several minutes, her rhythm gradually increasing in tempo and uttering small cries, before stiffening and forcing her cunt down on Elayne's face with a loud, prolonged moan.

Gasping, Elayne eagerly kissed Egwene as the other woman slid down her sweaty body. Egwene kissed Elayne back for a few seconds, before rolling over so that Elayne was on top with Egwene's legs outside hers, and then pushing her head back enough to whisper "Kneel up a bit. And spread your legs." Surprised, Elayne looked down into Egwene's drowsy brown eyes before starting as a hand touched her backside. She had forgotten Gawyn.

Looking around, however, while a small part of her protested that even if she'd done what she'd just done, Gawyn should not have seen it, it was smothered by the greater part of her that was rivited on Gawyn's naked, erect cock. With a moan, she pushed herself to her hands and knees above Egwene, spreading her legs and pushing her ass in the air. Gawyn caressed her ass, making her shiver, as he said "You never asked what it was I wanted, Elayne. Well, what I wanted was you. On your knees and offering yourself to me like a bitch in heat. And now I have you.

With that, Gawyn ran his hand once proprietorially down her flank, before grasping her hips and plunging himself into her. Elayne screamed once as she was driven forward onto Egwene's breasts, and then started emitting low, feral, rhythmic moans as her pussy was pounded by her brother's cock. Gawyn reached up and grabbed a handful of her golden curls, pulling her head back and using her hair as a bridle to control her rhythm while Egwene stroked Elayne's breasts and body. The gesture seemed to Elayne to be one of ownership, and as she thought of that she realised it was true - her brother owned her now, mind and body, and the notion caused her to come hard, screaming as she did. The contractions of her pussy set off Gawyn's orgasm, and he grunted as his seed shot deep into his sister, claiming her as his to death and beyond. Elayne, feeling her brother and master cumming within her, could think of nothing she wanted more.

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Copyright Udat 2005