Winter's Thaw

***Disclaimer: This is a work of pure fiction, not intended to reflect any real people or places in any way. It is also a work written solely for the enjoyment of myself and others over the age of 18; it is written with no intent to use the characters created by Robert Jordan in a manner that infringes upon their copyrights. This work does not pretend to be anything more than what it is, a totally non-canon, non-profit reimagining of a certain scene in Mr. Jordan's book. With that said, enjoy.***


"There is one more thing, Rand," Elayne said, and stopped to swallow. Light, she had thought this would be the easy part.

She rose from her seat on the floor, shaking all over but trying not to show it, and took a step forward. Behind her, Min quirked an eyebrow, and turned to Aviendha as if to crack a joke; the Aiel woman, nearly glaring, waved her to silence. But Elayne had eyes only for Rand; his wary expression as he looked at her was tempered by the golden threads of love that shone through the Warder bond.

A trifle unsteadily, her hands went behind her back. "One of you will have to help me," was all she said, and began fumbling at her buttons. The shock that rolled through the bond should have had Rand's mouth gaping open, but all his face showed was a widening of the eyes.

Min and Aviendha rose smoothly to their feet behind her. Min, sashaying about in that way of hers, walked to Rand, grinning, while Aviendha laid a comforting hand on Elayne's shoulder and began undoing the dress's buttons. The Aiel woman was fast, but Min was faster; in the blink of an eye she had Rand's coat off and was halfway done with his shirt. She apparently had a bit of experience with undressing Rand. Chuckling, she reached a finger around to trail it up his spine; he jumped, turning to look down at her. "Calm down, sheepherder," she laughed, "Elayne needs to get what she wants tonight."

Elayne, trembling, stared across at Rand. She knew what she wanted tonight, and so did Min and Aviendha. They had talked this over, the three of them, and Elayne had found out that the other two had already had him. It was her turn, now. But she hadn't been sure she could go through with it, not without him taking the lead; she was just so much weaker, less forceful than either of her friends. And so she had worked up the courage to make a proposal to them, quite possibly the most indecent thing she had ever asked of someone. They had laughingly agreed, giggling like ten-year-olds just learning about boys. Min had at least had the good grace to blush and dissemble about it; Aviendha had merely accepted, no trace of embarrassment on her face. For all Elayne knew, Aiel women might do this sort of thing all the time; she would have to ask Aviendha, after.

A tap on her shoulder brought her back to the moment, and she looked back to see her first-sister's smiling face. Her buttons were done. Steeling herself, she reached down to gather up her skirts, and with Aviendha's help pulled the dress over her head. Standing there in her shift, she looked across to find that Min had Rand's shirt and boots off, and was going to work on his belt. Rand's chest, still noticeably tanned from his time in the Waste, was well-muscled and strong looking; the wounds in his side, seemingly a circular, tender looking scar with a slash across it, tugged at her heart for a moment, but did nothing to spoil the mood. His arms glittered golden from the dragons tattooed there.

Aviendha had just gotten her stockings off, and now was lifting Elayne's shift over her head. As it left her, she shook her head, so that her long, red-gold curls wouldn't tangle in front of her face. Her blue eyes stared at Rand's grey-blue almost uneasily. The cool air caused goosebumps to rise on her now-naked, creamy skin; her nipples, large and dark red, hardened above ample, pale white breasts. Her smooth, thin stomach flowed down to her sinuous hips, where a golden stripe of pubic hair crowned her pinkish-red pussy lips. Her long legs held her straight, and did not tremble, even when she felt Rand's hungry gaze on her body. The golden threads warred with a red, roaring furnace of lust, now; she was afraid of it, and yet at the same time strangely excited by it. She stood, naked, and watched as Min finally freed his breeches and pulled them down.

His cock sprang up, fully erect already at the sight of her. She blushed as she studied it; it was so big! Is that really ... Before the breeches were all the way down, he stepped out of them and across the room to her, gathering her into his arms. His head bent down, and his mouth met hers roughly. She parted her lips as he drew her to him, and his tongue entered her mouth. One of his heron-branded palms held her waist while the other ran through her hair, pushing her head into his. She was no less urgent, her arms snaking up and around his back to grasp his shoulders and pull him into her, her tongue massaging his. He tasted ... sweeter, somehow, than she remembered from Tear.

Elayne's breasts were crushed against him, the nipples rubbing up and down his chest ash they swayed with each other. Tingles of pleasure spread outwards from her nipples, and she felt herself moisten in anticipation, but her rational mind was slowly fading, replaced with need, desire. She could feel his hard dick, pressed between them vertically, his balls down around her crotch and the shaft resting along her stomach, nearly reaching her breasts. Experimentally, she dropped one hand down between their bodies to grab it by the head; immediately, Rand moaned around the kiss, and then broke it.

His hands roamed her body, exploring it all. Brushing her neck, her thighs, her ass, and finally up to her tits, where he grabbed them. Each was a handful in itself; he kneaded them together and apart, squeezing them first gently, and then harder, tweaking her erect nipples every so often. They kissed again, passionately, and then he darted his head down to flick a tongue across one of her nipples. She cried out, thrusting them toward his mouth; he needed no urging. His lips latched on, and he began sucking on her nipple, his hand squeezing the breast underneath it, pulling it towards him. Her breath came in short gasps, now; barely capable of thought, she started rubbing her hand up and down, gripping his shaft and stroking it as Min had told her he liked. His hips thrust forward involuntarily, and he groaned around his mouthful of nipple.

His free hand slid down her body, squeezing her ass, massaging the cheeks. As she stroked him, one of his fingers entered the crack of her ass, moving smoothly down along it. Gently, it massaged the skin, moving down until it came to her asshole; that, it teased open for a moment, before moving on, picking up speed. His head came up from her breast and kissed her, violently. His finger reached her pussy lips, rubbing them apart for a moment, causing her to shudder and moan into his mouth; then, gently, slowly, he inserted the tip of his finger, twirling it around softly inside her damp folds. This time, she broke from the kiss, with a moan of pleasure as her knees became weak. Rand's finger was barely in her, and yet she felt full, deliciously so.

She took his head in her hands, and whispered breathily, "Oh Light, Rand, I'm ready."

Suddenly, the two lovers remembered that they were not alone. Elayne's gaze went to her left, and there Min stood, wearing nothing but a sexy, wicked grin. Apparently, she had used the opportunity to shed her coat and breeches, revealing her light olive-toned body. Her chestnut hair hung in ringlets around her brown-eyed grin, and her hips swayed as though she could barely stand still. Her breasts, larger than Elayne's, were hardly a shade lighter than the rest of her body, with small, dark-brown nipples that had already hardened. She stroked one between her thumb and forefinger, while her other hand hung loose down by her crotch. The cleft of her legs, too, seemed only a shade lighter, making tan lines virtually invisible. Her startlingly pink pussy lips were crowned by a small thatch of black hair; her legs stood slightly apart.

On Elayne's other side, Aviendha merely stood, also stark naked. An unreadable expression was on her face, but through their sister-bond Elayne could feel the woman's excitement as her own. Aviendha's fiery-red shock of hair framed her green eyes and darkly tanned skin; a dark red nearly all over, her private regions were separated by defined tan lines, and were a color nearly as pale as Elayne's. Her small, firm white breasts had puffy red nipples that seemed to beg to be sucked; her crotch was white and smooth and bare, no trace of pubic hair in evidence above her reddish cunt. Muscles ripples beneath her skin whenever she moved; her long, dark legs were perfectly toned, and held her up straight, hands on hips.

At her words, the two each took one of Elayne's shoulders and led her to the bed, Rand following close behind. She was lain down on the satin sheets, and Aviendha reached up to pull a pillow under her head, letting her red-gold curls splay out so she could look up into Rand's face. Reaching her, he grabbed her legs, parting them so that he could stand between; he looked down at her, a question in his eyes.

Min leaned down and whispered in her ear. "It only hurts for a moment," she said, "and then it really starts." Aviendha smiled down at her encouragingly, nodding her head. Her two friends each took one of her hands. Taking a deep breath, Elayne looked up at Rand and nodded.

He leaned down over her, his hand taking her cheek for another kiss, this one gentler than before. Then, straightening up and trailing a hand down her body, he grabbed hold of his stiff rod and positioned it between her legs. She felt the tip of it rubbing, up and down her lips, teasing them open; then, looking into her eyes concernedly, he pushed inside of her. She bit her lip as the head of his cock passed her threshold, feeling herself stretch out, but not in an unpleasant way; her breathing and his quickened at the same time, and he slid farther inside of her, slowly. All at once, he stopped; they both felt why, his dick brushing up against her maidenhead.

Suddenly impatient, she hooked her legs around his waist. Before surprise even touched Rand's eyes, she flexed them, pulling him towards her and driving his rod past her barrier, as deep into her as it could go. With a prick of pain, her vision faded, and she screamed, once, loudly. Her hands were freed quickly and then wrapped around Rand's neck, hugging him to her as her eyes scrunched tight from the pain. Rand was holding her, too, stroking her face and hair, murmuring into her ear; slowly, she came back, feeling the pain lessen some. He started to slide out of her, then, and it seemed that the pain lessened more as he did, his cock leaving her and taking her virginity with it. When it popped out of her, it was followed by a few drops of blood; with that, the pain faded, until it was nearly gone altogether.

Eyes shining from tears, Elayne drew him back into her, and he entered, only part of the way this time. It felt okay; more, it felt wonderful. Suddenly even the memory of the pain seemed to leave her mind. She only wanted to continue, to take from Rand what she wanted. She pulled him into her, and he thrusted, beginning a slow, gentle rhythm that had her gripping him as tightly as she could, high-pitched moans escaping her lips. Her thoughts became scattered, and she felt as though she was no longer in control of herself; dimly, she heard herself saying into his ear, in a wanting, needing voice, "Burn me to bloody ash, Rand, stick that thing inside of me!"

"As you command, my Queen," he said, smiling, before he kissed her again, drowning her moans with his mouth. The pace quickened, and his cock slid in and out of her, in and out, farther every time. She bucked her hips up into him, her hands moving down to squeeze his buttocks and pull them towards her. He kissed down her neck, and across her breasts, until he again had one of her nipples in his mouth, sucking as he thrust into her, one of his hands drifting down to push her ass cheeks apart. Thrusting fast and hard, now, Rand seemed to abandon his restraint, pushing his thick cock as deep into her as he could go. She could feel the head brushing up against her womb, and she spread her legs wider, trying to take even more of him. They were both moaning, grunting, crying out together, now; Elayne felt herself on the verge of some unknowable chasm, about to plummet to Light knows what.

Rand pushed her over the edge with a kiss, a kiss which stole her scream of passion as a wave of heat and pleasure raced from her filled, dripping pussy up to her head and back down all over her body. She writhed beneath him, muscles spasming as she clutched him to her. Her pelvic muscles seemed to clamp down, and the pressure took Rand over the edge with her, pressing his cock in and in until it exploded. She felt him twitch inside of her, and then warm liquid was flowing up into her, filling her and making her orgasm that much more fulfilling. She was dimly aware that both of them could barely breathe because of how tightly they held each other; then, her mind seemed to simply turn off.

She came back to herself to find that they were still together, still kissing madly, with his dick, now softer, still inside of her. They and the sheets around them were drenched in sweat, and yet she had never felt better in her life. Breaking the kiss, she smiled up at Rand, and he at her, with such love in his eyes that it made her want to weep.

Loud moans drew them back to reality. They had, again, forgotten that they were not alone.

Rand rolled off of her, lying down beside her on the bed, and their gazes went to the side of the bed, where a high-backed, cushioned chair stood. Min sat in it, her eyes slits of cloudy brown watching them, her mouth open as she moaned and purred. Her bark-brown hair was sweat-filled and unkempt, and her skin shone with moisture; one of her hands cupped a breast, dark brown nipple being tweaked between thumb and forefinger.

Her other hand was tangled in Aviendha's hair, down at her crotch level between her widely spread legs. The Aiel woman was on hands and knees in front of Min, her head buried in Min's cunt. Aviendha's pale ass was up in the air, swaying as she moved her body back and forth. She had two fingers buried between her legs, stroking her hairless pussy; she made moans and slurping noises. When she moved far enough to one side, Elayne could see her tongue darting out, to flick at Min's clit or bury itself in Min's tight fuck-hole.

Elayne should have found it wrong, at the very least; and yet, coming to terms with sharing the same man had made her much more amenable to change. She realized that there was a grin on her face, and she turned to find that Rand had one too, as well as a slowly returning hard-on. He turned to her, and whispered in her ear. She giggled, nodding her head, and they both sat up, pushing themselves to the edge of the bed. Rand eased himself off behind Aviendha, while Elayne rolled over to stand and walked around behind Min.

By the time Rand got down behind Aviendha, his erection had returned full-force; he grabbed her ass, positioning herself, and she had time only to turn her head from eating Min's pussy and look at Rand in surprise before he buried his cock in her already dripping hole. She moaned, low and guttural, as he drove himself to the hilt inside of her; her head rested against Min's thigh as she gazed back at him, panting and sweaty-faced. Her eyes met with Rand's, and they locked together, Rand pounding his cock into her without mercy and Aviendha taking it and urging him on with her eyes.

Min, left hanging, didn't notice Elayne behind her. She only reached down and turned Aviendha's head back towards her sopping pussy, pulling the Aiel woman's face into it. As Rand pumped into Aviendha from behind, he drove her whole body forward, her face burying itself in Min's cunt as she resumed licking and sucking. Min arched her neck backwards, staring at the ceiling and crying out in pleasure; Elayne chose that moment to bend over her from behind. Min's eyes flashed with surprise as Elayne pulled her head in for an open-mouthed kiss, but soon they closed as she and Elayne's tongues met and dance together. Elayne's hands caressed Min's neck, one reaching down to massage the Baerlon woman's full breasts together.

Both Min and Aviendha were now almost constantly crying out; shifting in the chair a bit, Min hunched down so she could pull Elayne closer to her. Elayne shifted around the chair, leaning in over the armrest to embrace her friend as they kissed passionately, their breasts rubbing against each others'. Suddenly, Aviendha arched up and away from Min's bright pink pussy, uttering that low moan again and again. She pressed herself up against Rand's chest, leaning back over his shoulder as he bent down to kiss her neck, their hips moving together, his cock still pistoning in and out of her from behind. Her arm hooked around his neck as she came with a prolonged groan, tightening its grip to keep them together just a moment longer. Then, with a catlike expression of satisfaction on her face, she let herself fall to the ground, shuddering all over. Rand followed her, leaning over her to engage her in a long, passionate kiss as his dick slid out of her, covered with her juices. Then, Aviendha batted him away playfully. He laughed, and got up off of her, crossing over to Min.

Elayne and Min broke their kiss as Rand grabbed Min by her spread legs, and lifted her up out of the chair. Thinking to see to her first-sister, Elayne got down on her hands and knees to give her a shake. Aviendha, though, pulled her in close for a kiss, a hand grabbing Elayne's head through her hair. Aviendha's kiss was different than Min's; the Aiel woman's tongue was almost as dominating as Rand's, invading her mouth and bringing with it the taste of Min's pussy. Thinking to one-up her, Elayne reached down her body to start fingering Aviendha's clit, rubbing the little nub gently. Surprised, Aviendha sat up, so that she could do the same for Elayne. They kneeled together, kissing and fingering each other, until they became aware of movement nearby.

Less than a foot away was Min's olive-colored ass, shining with sweat, bouncing up and down furiously. Her legs were far apart, her thighs being held by Rand as she bounced on his cock. Rand was standing, holding her in the air and looking into her eyes, panting; she stared right back at him, her arms held tightly around his neck, moaning out a constant string of obscenities. "Light, Rand, fuck me with that rod, you bloody shepherd, fuck me until you burst, blood and ashes, that feels good, yeah, you spavined goat, you keep that cock inside of me ..."

Sharing identical grins, Elayne and Aviendha moved over, on either side of Min's round ass. They leaned their heads underneath the girl's pussy, to Rand's crotch, and simultaneously darted their tongues out, licking his balls. From the surprised grunt that came from above, Rand had noticed; he picked up the pace, slamming Min down on his firm dick harder and harder. Hesitating a moment, Elayne licked again, and then moved forward to suck the ball into her mouth. Aviendha did the same from the other side; they licked and sucked his balls together, coming near to kissing each other through his sack. Aviendha leaned into it with gusto, and Elayne let her; the redheaded Aiel took both of Rand's balls into her mouth as Elayne leaned back, behind Min's ass. No longer bouncing, it was being held stationary in Rand's strong arms as he pounded into her, her moans climbing in pitch until they were insensible little shrieks.

The Daughter-heir waited a moment, and then without thinking pushed her tongue into Min's ass, licking up and down the woman's crack. She went from the top all the way down, to where Rand's cock glided quickly in and out of Min's dripping pussy. Licking the edge of that, she moved back up, more slowly, until she found the tiny puckering asshole. She teased it with her tongue for a moment, and then dipped it inside.

Above her, Min gave a squeal of pure pleasure as she came hard, her juices flowing down Rand's cock, soaking it. They dribbled down onto his balls, and from the surprised grunt Aviendha made, they made their way into her mouth. She seemed not to mind, though, sucking Min's cum from Rand's crotch with no protest. All of a sudden, Rand pulled out of Min and set her down on the floor; his face said that he was close, very close.

Min collapsed with a tired grin on her face, and Elayne moved back in to Rand's glistening cock. Aviendha still licked his balls and the base of the shaft, and so Elayne's tongue flicked around his head and down the sides. She could taste Min's strong girlcum; it was honey-sweet with a husky undertone and not unpleasant at all. As she and Aviendha licked all up and down his penis, Rand grabbed both their heads, running his fingers through their hair.

Suddenly, Min was back up, and as Elayne moved down to Rand's balls again, the Baerlon woman's grinning mouth parted to take Rand's cockhead between her lips. Elayne, licking the side of Rand's shaft, could only stare in awe as Min got one, two, then six inches of the hard dick down her throat. More than halfway down the shaft, Min kept on going, until she'd taken all of it into her mouth, making sucking sounds and moans deep in her throat. She was taking it just as far in her mouth as she had up her cunt.

Rand moaned and hunched over, his eyes crinkling with lust. Min bounced her head up and down, her boyishly short hair swaying furiously, as she alternated between short and long swallows of his rod; Elayne and Aviendha licked and sucked his balls furiously, almost fighting over them. He thrust his hips to and fro, and they all felt him twitch once before he pulled away from all three of them. Mouths still open to suck and lick, they turned towards him as he came strongly, ropes of cum spurting out of his cock to land on their faces, in their mouths, dribbling down their chins. With a groan, he fell back onto the bed, his dick finally going limp.

Elayne swallowed the cum that went into her mouth greedily, and saw that Min was leaning over to lick it off of Aviendha's face and neck. Grinning, she leaned over to do the same for the Baerlon woman, just as Aviendha leaned forwards to do hers. They could all feel their energy sapping, and by the time the cum was all gone, they had collapsed in each others' arms. Elayne felt herself drifting down, into sleep; she was groggily unsurprised when she felt the three of them being lifted. Rand, she thought. Her last memory was of looking down into his face, and seeing it open and smooth, looking up at all three of them floating above him with love and satisfaction in his eyes. Then she closed her eyes as she felt herself settle into the bed, and drifted off.



When Elayne woke the next morning, the bedchamber was icy, a light snow was falling on Caemlyn, and Rand was gone. Except inside her head. That would do. She Smiled, a slow smile. For now, it would. Min and Aviendha were nowhere to be seen as well. Stretching languorously beneath the blankets, she remembered her abandon the night before...