Iselaa! Defender of Peace! Futa/Female Chapter 1 is up! (Warcraft)

This is a short erotic story I wrote a while back. Constructive criticism is appreciated.

Mara was sitting in the Park tavern in Stormwind. Being one of the few remaining High Elves in Azeroth, many mistook her for a Blood Elf, and her eyes being the only difference in appearance, it was an easy mistake. Her shock white hair was tied back in a ponytail which gave any passerby a good look at her dainty face and glowing blue eyes. She was dressed in the simple robes of a mage's apprentice, while she had graduated from the mage's academy in Dalaran, she was by no means powerful enough to remain in the city.

She only stood at 5'2, then again, the High Elves had never been very physically imposing, her lithe body concealed by the robes. She was supposed to meet her partner while in Azeroth. Usually the Alliance Army would assign a partner to a mage, whether it is a mage, shaman, warrior, it was simply so the mage wouldn't die since they tended to be... fragile. Quietly, she murmured a few words in the old High Elven tongue before sipping from a glass of water that was sitting in front of her.

It wasn't that she was impatient; it was more along the lines that she was uncomfortable outside of the cushy tower that she had pretty much grown up in. After finishing up the water, she set the glass down and stood up, picking up the simple wood staff that was sitting next to the chair in which she had been sitting and stretched her arm. The recruiting officer said that she would probably already know the person who was assigned to her, and was eager to meet this former companion.

She hadn’t heard the surprised gasp of the Draenei who had just entered the pub, though she heard the charging of hooves as the tall blue woman ran at her. In one smooth motion she was swept up into a lung crushing hug as the Draenei nuzzled her neck. “Mara! It had been ages since I last saw you!” She squealed. “It is wonderful to see you too Isela.” The High Elf quickly recovered and hugged the Draenei back before she was set down on the ground. The Draenei was dressed in a long flowing robe, her shock white hair tied back into pig-tails. “So, you are to be my partner?” Mara asked, looking up at the Draenei; she only came up to the woman’s belly button though it hardly mattered to her.

“Mhmm.” She nodded happily, taking the Elf’s hand. “Let us go to our room and we can speak more in private.” She and Mara had been lovers in the past though the Draenei had a shocking new addition to her body. Her softly glowing eyes examined the elf next to her before she tugged on Mara’s hand and led her upstairs to their room.

The room itself was fairly simple, a large bed, a dresser, and a bedstand were all that decorated it. Mara plopped down on the bed and looked up at her companion curiously. “So, why the secrecy? We were perfectly safe within the tavern.” The Draenei gave Mara a devious grin before slow