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Taming the Gypsy Trade (Valanaer)

Tari's body was incredibly enticing, the slender build seemed so fragile below his built body and Saren wanted nothing more than to be break the gorgeous elf. He wanted her to stop holding back, the hums and soft noises cute but he wanted to hear her cries as he the night went on, he wanted to hear her voice. He knew it would come eventually though, he would have to simply continue his assault on her body until she could no longer control herself and if that didn't work he would figure out something. The way she was beginning to move her hips against his own told him that she wouldn't need any coercing to get into it, she was already there, and the strength of her grip on him gave him the impression that she didn't want to stop even for a moment.

The primal feeling Saren was allowing to take over was begging him to be even rougher with her, to shove her down and take everything. It didn't take long before it took over completely, his hands moving up and grabbing her hands, ripping them off of himself and pinning them to the bed above her head. With a near snarl he leaned in and kissed her roughly, pulling back and looking her in the eyes, a grin on his face. "You're mine..." His voice was heavy but firm, and before waiting for a response he pulled out, flipping Tari over on to her stomach, reaching underneath her stomach quickly and pulling her up on her knees. Both hands slid up to her hips when he had her where he wanted her, wasting no time as his cock was shoved back inside of her, not giving her time to cool down.

His thrusts were different than they had been moments ago, they were much harder, each movement of his hips causing a small impact sound as he went all the way inside of her slick pussy. The tightness and overall pleasure of the movements were driving him mad, causing his mind to go almost blank save for the current 'activity', something that hadn't happened before. With most women it was easy to keep control, they were easy to please and he hadn't cared about giving them all he had, this time, with Tari, he was animalistic. He wanted to make her collapse in pleasure, to show his dominance of sorts, at least in the bedroom, and each of his hard thrusts was now becoming quicker as well, the night would no doubt be putting Saren's stamina to the test.
 
Tari could feel the primal side in the man growing, apparent in each thrust he made into her. It wasn't a bad feeling and in fact, she continued to move in such a way that encouraged the new speed and feeling. When the prince moved her arms, she lifted her hips slightly, meeting the man's body again, watching him closely. Her eyes closed again when the man's words washed over her, sucking in another sharp breath, this one of pure passion. This feeling was new; the feeling of being controlled. Being such a wild creature on the outside, it was rare for Tari to meet anyone who wanted to or even tried to do so, and it was even harder to find someone who could. Even if it was just in this one situation, only in this room, Tari was almost pleased to find someone who could. He gave her more of a challenge then anyone else had in the past. That's why it was so easy for Saren to flip her.

She raised her hips as Saren wanted and before she could do anything, he had pushed back inside, catching her off guard. She grabbed the bed below her and bit back another moan. Tari never was one to be loud in bed, but Saren was pulling more sounds from her then anyone had before. She continued to hold herself back as Saren continued to push her further over her breaking point and as the man kept the pace up, the elf climbed higher in pleasure until she began to produce some of the sound Saren wanted. They were broken, but there was a sure sign of pleasure in her voice. Words came from her mouth, but they were broken and only half completed, most of them being cut off by a moan or two.

And when she could last no longer, her entire body tensed and she let out a cry to her Goddess before catching herself on the slope downwards again, her muscles tensing and shaking in ways completely new to her. Her breath was short and her chest showed it, trying to bring in as much air as she could, shuddering as she did so.
 
Saren had wanted Tari since he saw her, both his rational and animal side having the same urge to tame the feisty woman. Not to change her but simply to make sure she didn't leave, and while he would never admit it, when she mentioned leaving at dinner he had known it was a possibility and he hadn't like it. So he planned to make sure the strong woman became attached to him, that both her body and mind realized that no matter where she went that nobody would match up to him, not in wealth nor strength nor even intelligence, and especially not in bed. That was why he was giving her no time and being so rough, he didn't want her to have any control over how her body reacted and how tonight went, pure passion and lust, that was all there was room for.

Tari began to react how he wanted once he flipped her over, she was grabbing the bed and beginning to make some nice sounds, not much but more than she had before and he had a feeling that it was a rare thing for her to be even as vocal as she was being. It just got more intense as he gained speed, pushing the woman to her limits, making her voice the pleasure she was receiving, soon enough she was releasing a few moans, the broken noises and words making him all the more excited, his body pushing its own limits as he continued to thrust inside of her. He was beginning to feel it as well though, not immune to her bodies pleasures and charm despite his best efforts, not moaning but small grunts came with every thrust and while they were low and barely audible it was only because he was doing his best to hold them back.

As Saren continued, approaching his own limit, he achieved his goal. In one moment Tari let out a cry and he could feel her pussy tighten down around him even more, and her body beneath him was in the throws of pleasure. Saren did not stop pumping even as she was experiencing pleasure, he couldn't, his body would not let him quit so close to his own bliss. He continued, a few more pumps, continuing to push her as she felt it all, and finally he felt a wave shoot through his body, pulling himself out and spilling his seed on the bed below with a moan, his voice escaping him. His own pleasure had not been his focus though, instead he got over it as quickly as possible, a smirk rising to his face as he looked at the elf below, flipping her gently onto her back again just to get a better view, looking into her eyes and feeling very light. Everything had been lifted, more stress than he could explain had been lifted, stress from before she had arrived and he felt incredibly clear of mind as he admired the woman beneath him. He didn't say anything though, he just leaned in and kissed her again, smirking as he pulled away, having to keep his confident and cocky image, his breath slightly labored but his Elven once again perfect, "Well, what do you think, do I do the rumors justice?"
 
Tari lightly fell on to her back, her eyes closed as she was careful to catch her breath. Once she did, she was still quiet, almost thinking over what had just happened. Slowly, she looked at the prince and nodded. "You did," she assured him before laying her head back against the pillows. The elf let out a content sigh, finally feeling relaxed again, almost to the point she was at when she lived in the forest. After a moment of silence again, she took another look at the prince and the corners of her mouth tugged into a light smile.

"You certainly lived up to the rumours," she told him, finally getting a proper answer out. She ran her fingers through her hair, soothing herself as she did so as well as giving her fingers something to do, rather then simply lay on her stomach. Calmly, she sat up and looked at Saren straight on. Her emotion was far more relaxed now that they had 'done the deed', but she didn't quite look grateful for it. She looked content and relaxed, but at the same time, the elf wasn't anywhere near ready to completely surrender to the man in front of her. There was still the spark in her eyes, but it seemed to be brighter then it had been earlier that day.
 
Saren smirked, just knowing that he had lived up to the rumors was good, he would hate to think he had disappointed Tari when he had actually tried so damn hard. His pride was in tact and as he looked at her he felt something odd, a feeling he didn't quite like, he found himself wanting more. Perhaps it was an effect of his lust not being completely satisfied but something explainable told him that this feeling was not so simple. The prince chose to ignore it though, crawling up to his position on the bed next to her for a moment, sitting up against the headboard and catching his breath, needing to relax for a moment after the stress relieving activity, and at least on that end it had been a success.

When he looked back over to Tari she was looking at him though, a look he hadn't really expected to see, she seemed as fiery and feisty as before it had happened, the spark still present and perhaps even more intense. Saren's first instinct was to reach over and pull her on top of him but he held himself back, looking her in the eyes and trying to straighten himself out. "If you keep looking at me like that I am going to want to do it again... I won't be able to hold back, you're far too enticing for me to hold back..." His voice was as calm as ever, his words not a joke but instead his eyes showed just how truthful he was being, unwavering and the lust still present. He leaned in, not kissing her again but he was thinking about it, his eyes still focused on hers and he wanted nothing more than to take her again.
 
Tari allowed her eyes to trail upwards into a roll then back down to the space opposite herself. "I'm sorry that I'm just so distracting," she stated, meeting Saren's eyes again. She held the gaze for a few seconds before breaking it again, letting her eyes fall away from the man. She could feel that he was still close to her, but she wasn't about to look at him for a third time. "Why?" she questioned, pausing again to give Saren a chance to think of what she could be asking. Anything from 'why me' to 'why now' could be on her mind and even in some ways, it all ways. Tari knew it was because she was an elf, but hadn't he seen other elves and possibly have a chance to woo them in some way? Even though his family was completely against them even sharing a room or space together, he still did what he pleased. If Tari dared to do that in her home, she would be seem as some sort of disgrace or at least forced out of her home to live on her own in the town.

Yet Saren got away with it like there was nothing wrong. He just had some comments thrown at him from both in front and behind his back. He still had his home, his room, his position and title, even if it was second son to the king. There was no punishment for the amount of women he had bed or swayed in his direction, or what childish acts he may have performed. It was as if no one in the castle cared about what he did. How could that be? He still had a direct contact to the king's name...

Tari could worry about that later. Instead, she looked back at the man, meeting his eyes once again. "You think you could actually make it another time?"
 
The response was not what he was expecting, she had made a cute comment sure, but what came after, the question, it confused him a bit. There was no real hint as to the question she was asking, sure why, but why what? Saren tried to think it out in his head, putting the most probable ideas first and sorting through them, but it was pointless, there were too many possibilities. Instead he just looked at her and thought he might as well go with his gut, deciding to lay it out there, at least what he thought she wanted to know. "Because you're amazing quite frankly... You're beautiful sure, and yes you're an elf, but really it is because I happen to find your personality extremely appealing. How you don't just give me what I want, how you tell me whatever is on your mind, and the way you fight... I happen to like the idea that you can keep up with me..."

Saying it out loud made him feel stupid, he was practically saying that he wanted her because she was a difficult woman, because she could push back when nobody ever did. Feeling ridiculous aside, that was why he wanted her so much more than he had wanted other women, he was tired of people looking at him and seeing a prince, or son of the king, or even just a wealthy male. He found it refreshing that someone like Tari existed, a woman that looked at his wealth and title and held it against him rather than acting subservient. He enjoyed having a woman around that could fight, give him a challenge both physically and mentally, and although it was kind of opposite his personality, he had enjoyed spending time with her. Usually no matter how beautiful a woman he would only go for her if she was easy or if she came on to him.

He didn't say anything more about that though, he was not about to go into some speech or make it sound like he was in love with her, although he had a feeling a hint of attraction beyond merely physical had been revealed. Instead he focused on her next question, or challenge as he saw it, and as she asked he finally did what his body had tried to get him to do before, he grabbed her and pulled her on top of him, kissing her before speaking out confidently, "I could keep going until the sun comes up if I needed to... Once more should be nothing... That is, if you are up for it Tari."
 
She didn't truly expect an answer to her first question, but paused at the end of his explanation. She eyed him cautiously as he spoke, trying to shake the chill she was getting down her spine. But once it was gone, her attention turned to the next topic at hand; continuing. She moved along with Saren's lead, sliding into his lap, kissing him in return for the idea. "I could certainly continue," she assured him with her own smile. Tari placed her own kiss on the man's lips, wrapping her arms loosely around his neck again, pressing her breasts against his chest, making sure to hold the rest of her body still for the time being.

Once she had kissed long enough for her liking, her hand came around from behind the man's neck and began to trail down his chest, inching back enough to allow her hand to slip between the two of them, smoothly rubbing against his cock before she attempted to move against him. She thought it was fair and just as good for him, if she gave him a bit of a head start in warming up again.
 
When Tari didn't respond to his answer to her first question he was slightly relieved, he had answered it and her lack of response meant that at the very least it wasn't a displeasing answer. It may have been slightly worrisome, his mind wondering if he had even answered her real question or if his utterance had been worthless and a bit too revealing. All of that soon faded away as she assured him she could continue and slid on top of him, her skin against his own enough to make his body heat up again. She was such a sexy woman, each kiss she gave making Saren all the more lustful, her soft lips driving him crazy. Each touch from her slender hands caused his body to tingle and as her breasts pressed up against his chest he began to get warmed up already. So by the time she backed up a bit and reached down, he was already beginning to get hard, her rubbing simply getting him the rest of the way at a quicker pace.

Saren simply looked at Tari as she touched him, the feeling as her hand caressed his cock causing him to let out a soft moan, his hands as his side as he let her to a little of the work. Yet he was up rather quickly and so he pulled her in once again, kissing her neck before whispering in her ear, "I think I would enjoy it if you gave me an example of your riding skills." He pulled back with a smirk on his face, his hands going down and squeezing her firm ass, his eyes watching her, waiting to see what she would do. If she was too embarrassed or didn't catch his drift he would take action again, he didn't want to wait too long and risk cooling down again. He was interested to see what she would do though, Tari was unpredictable, she could do what he mentioned for multiple reasons or even just let him take control, but there was always the possibility that she would do something else entirely, so he wanted to test the limits, see how she reacted to certain things. Besides, he had already been told he lived up to legends, he could do whatever he wanted now, and best of all he hadn't even shown all of his tricks.
 
Although Saren was already growing hard, Tari continued to use her hand to tease the man, lightly rubbing the tip of his cock before he spoke to her. Her hand stopped and a smile crossed her lips, letting out a hum once the prince groped her rear. She kissed the man's cheek before her hand gently took hold of his cock again, lifting herself up enough to center herself. She drew back enough to get a good look at Saren's face, watching his expression as she smoothly lowered herself down, taking in his cock once again. Once he was inside of her, she held still, teasing him for a second, kissing his lips once again.

In a slow, smooth motion, she began to move, taking her time and teasing the man at first. Tari wrapped her arms around the man's neck once again, keeping her face close to his, as she began to ride his cock, picking up the pace every few seconds, falling back into the rhythm the two had in the beginning of the earlier round.
 
The teasing was not what he was use to, it seemed by veering from his usual that he had given himself over to new pleasures. Tari was a girl who dared play with him, go head to head and make him squirm a bit as well, and while he wasn't actually squirming, he let out a few more soft short moans of pleasure due to her rubbing. Before he could get use to the sensation she moved on, grabbing hold of his cock and lowering herself on to him slowly. He shivered with delight at the feeling, his face trying to hold back the expression but a bit slipped by, the look of pure pleasure as Tari easily took his challenge. She was getting him back for his teasing before, taking it a step farther once she was all the way on him and not moving, it was strangely pleasant but at the same time knowing what would happen when either one of them moved was enough to make him mad. He refused to take action though, kissing her back when she kissed him and awaiting her movements to take them both into bliss.

When it came it was exactly what he had expected, her slow motion causing him both pleasure and mental anguish as he craved more, harder. He held himself back, not wanting to let her teasing drive him to action, and instead focusing on her face as she began to ride him. He smirked, leaning in and kissing her as she continued. Saren wasn't about to let Tari have complete control, sure she was on top and had a very pleasurable rhythm going but he wanted more. So, after letting her ride for a good while he made his move, his hands wrapping around her waist and his lips meeting hers once more. Then he began, starting to move his hips in time with Tari, thrusting up inside of her as she her body moved down on him, increasing the impact and shoving himself up inside her tight wet pussy, a small grunt with each thrust. It felt amazing and he kept perfect rhythm with her, and it was surprisingly easy to do, his eyes looking into hers as he thrust, his primal side wanting so much to come out again, but he held it back, because he was enjoying their current mood, it was rather erotic, their skin rubbing together, arms around one another, each of them letting out soft noises, he wanted more.
 
Tari took her time moving, kissing the prince, listening to the soft sounds he was making. The soft moans drew her closer, pleasing her to hear him in such a way. She didn't slow or change her speed, knowing it was teasing him enough to pull out the noises, but at the same time, giving him just as much pleasure as she was getting. A part of her was pleased when Saren didn't fight her, or try to take control, but at the same time, she wanted him to put up some sort of a fight, at least enough to make it interesting.

And when he did, by taking hold of her waist, Tari pressed a firm kiss against his lips. It was lighter then her past touches, but as every other one she had given him today, it had passion in it. It was difficult to tell if it was a romantic passion or a fighting passion, fitting with the mood in the room, but either way, it didn't last long enough to look into. Tari broke it and moaned, matching Saren's pace without a problem. Her goal was to draw out a sound matching what the man gave to her just minutes before, or giving some sign of getting just as much pleasure from these actions as she was. As they continued with the rhythm, the elf looked into the prince's eyes, her hands on the base of his head, sitting right behind his jaw, holding the contact for as long as she could. As she did so, she quickened her pace, testing both Saren's skill and stretching his stamina already.
 
As Saren began to move with her, Tari planted another kiss, but it was different than the prior ones he had received, there was something more behind it. The feeling got him a bit worked up, his mind wanting nothing more than to feel her even more passionate. Her moans soon reminded him of the true task at hand though, his hips still thrusting up into her but a new pace was being set and he was having to push himself to keep up. The prince kept eye contact with her, keeping to her quickened rhythm, although it was rather draining to move at such a fast pace from his position. Yet it wasn't impossible, his years of training had given him the stamina and how hard he had always pushed himself had taught endurance so that even as it became a bit difficult he could keep up, thinking of it as nothing more than another way to workout.

Besides, the payout was well worth the effort, her sexy moans, the immense pleasure, he simply reveled in it. Saren loved sex, the feelings and sounds, the pure primal urges, and with Tari they were all the more powerful. He couldn't hold himself back any long though, despite his best efforts to conceal it he began to moan. Small at first but with the increased pace and subsequently the increased pleasure he got louder, having to focus more on keeping the fast rhythm than controlling himself. He didn't find any shame in it, mostly due to the fact that Tari being able to get it out of him meant that she was all the more amazing. A woman who could cause him to feel so good and push him to such extremes was hard to find, well, she was the first in a very long time to do such a thing.

Allowing himself to let loose a bit did provide him with more attention to focus elsewhere though, it allowed him to push a bit more. Knowing he would not be able to keep it up for long, Saren began to increase the speed a little more, the position making it a difficult goal but one again attainable. His hips moved just a bit faster, challenging Tari to keep up, his moans making it clear just how hard it was for him, his breath heavy and slightly labored. It didn't stop the prince, he continued with all he had because even if he would regret it in the morning, for the moment he just wanted to push the beautiful woman atop him a little harder, hear her be a little louder.
 
The elf kept up, although she found it growing harder for herself as well. She had been out all day and although she was used to it, the amount of city she covered that day was far grander then what she would typically have in her village. As Saren began to moan, Tari's arms tightened around his neck and she released her own pleasurable moan. She pushed her body, forcing herself further then she had gone before. She felt the strain on her body, but continued to force herself, until she could no longer.

Her voice grew in volume and she released one final moan, nothing bothering to hold it back. After Saren had allowed himself to come alive and sound his own opinion about what was going on, Tari couldn't keep her own feelings back. It simply didn't feel right. But with the moan, her body tensed again, this time in small bursts as she came close to the final moments and finally tensed and relaxed again, adding another shaking moan, her hands tightening lightly on Saren's shoulders.

She certainly had pushed herself that time around and it was beginning to hurt, but not in a way she would regret. It was pleasing and certainly relaxed her, removing even more of the tension she had left in her body.
 
The difficulty and strain of continuing at the current pace seemed to heighten the pleasure, similar to the satisfaction that only came after a long days work, something the prince knew about only due to his training with his men. The fact that it was so much more difficult than usual, not only the current motions but getting to the point of sleeping with Tari, made it all the better. Especially when she began to moan as well, both of them pushing their bodies and letting their voices out. Soon it was coming to an end, his own body on the cusp of ecstasy, the feeling driving him on until finally he let out one last moan, lifting her up with a final burst of strength and releasing over the bed once more, being careful not to let his passion go to far and forget to bring himself out, no matter how pleasurable it was.

Saren was breathing heavily and since it was finally over he just let his body relax, his skin coated in a thin layer of swear, and a very satisfying feeling present throughout his body. Even the weight of the Elven woman on top of him felt comfortable, his arms wrapped around her loosely. He looked at her face, a smile on his lips before he let out a small laugh, pulling her tightly against him and kissing her, although only briefly as his lack of breath limited the duration. It didn't stop him from admiring her, his face near hers, his eyes looking into hers. It took him a minute to catch his breath but he spoke once he had, "You really raise the standard..." He left her to think about what it meant, truthfully it was everything, she was feisty, beyond beautiful, strong, great in bed, it was both annoying and incredible that she was making him work so hard in all of the areas he had been so confident in before. He couldn't help but think there was only more to come, because while what just finished had been amazing he still wanted to make her his, and she was definitely not his yet.
 
Tari again, was grateful that the prince remembered to pull out. Although she didn't mention it, and she probably never would, but either way, she let her body relax, laying her head on the man's shoulder to take a break and catch her breath. She raised herself away from the man's shoulder when he wrapped his arms around her body and took a chance to look at him. After the kiss was broken, the elf laid her forehead against Saren's and held it there, holding the connection they had with their eyes. A smirk slid across her lips, knowing she had impressed him in yet another way.

"Always by goal," she responded softly pressing a light kiss on his lips, followed closely by his forehead before pulling away, glancing towards the window, getting an estimate of time. It was late, that was for sure, and the moon was peaking in the window. She turned her attention back to Saren, quite comfortable in his lap. At the same time, she was unsure about any other rituals the human may take, but she knew he would push her towards what he was accustomed to.
 
Saren enjoyed watching Tari, it was different than watching other women, it made him feel almost content for a time, a feeling he hadn't had in a long time. The prince was confused, not in a bad way, he simply couldn't figure out what to do next. Usually he would ask the girl to leave unless he was so tired that he didn't care, but with Tari it was different. Hell it had been different since he saw her at the Gypsy camp. Usually he would have simply flirted with a woman and slept with her once, with Tari he had bought her, put in some effort, introduced her to his men, it was strange. Looking at her he didn't dislike any of it, everything about her gave him a feeling of satisfaction, but he couldn't help but wonder why, was it merely him being entertained by something new or more.

Saren withheld a sigh, not wanting her to hear it when he himself didn't even know why yet. Instead he just wrapped his arms gently around her waist and continued to stare at her, even summoning a smirk as he leaned up and kissed up her neck and to her lips again, holding it for a moment before letting his head fall back and just relax, his arms still around her as if beckoning her to stay still for the moment. "Goal or not, you certainly managed to impress, although I hope the same can be said for me." He said with a wink, looking over to the window as Tari had done. He gave himself a minute to think, finding himself so comfortable that he really didn't want to move.

He looked back to Tari after a second, his hands touch her soft skin for another second before releasing her to move or stay as she wished before speaking once again, still using her native tongue, finding it quite pleasing to the ears and knowing Tari liked to speak it as well, "I am not sure about you but my energy is rather spent and spending the rest of the night in bed sounds rather nice. Unless you have energy left unspent." Even as he said the words he hoped he was not the only one tired out after going two consecutive rounds, then again, he had heard elves were very energetic, who knew what she was capable of doing. Saren, he wouldn't be ashamed to admit that he wanted nothing more than to spend the rest of the night in the soft bed, although he wouldn't say having her next to him would be nice, at least not aloud.
 
Tari cracked a smile as Saren placed light kisses on her neck, her eyes sliding closed, allowing herself to slide further into relaxation. Her head fell to the man's shoulder as the man let his own fall back. This scenario was slowly becoming more comfortable, just by having them sit together. She smiled to herself and made sure to tease them an more. "For a human, you're quite good." In truth, it has hard to find an elf who could either last that long or give her that much of a workout in such an activity. She was highly impressed and far more relaxed then what she was before.

Before the man released her, she pressed a soft kiss on Saren's neck and parted, taking her time and making sure not to make it seem as if she wanted to get away from him. At this moment, it was the last thing the elf wanted, but at the same time, the bed was more comfortable then sitting on remaining on the man's lap. She slid under the covers, giving herself a bit of protection from the air in the room, but held her head up on her arm, watching the prince for a bit longer.

"I agree," she said softly with a small nod. "Tomorrow night, we should take a night ride into the forest," she suggested, laying back against the pillow. "It's always calming. If I can borrow a horse, of course."
 
Tari seemed to enjoy teasing him and Saren had a hard time getting use to it, almost pouting when she said he was good for a human. He was not the type to pout though and instead simply shook his head, a smile on his face. He would just have to show her even more the next time they lay together, because he knew more than how to last long, tricks he doubted they knew in her tribe. When she got off of him though he immediately turned, getting beneath the covers with her and staring at the woman, his lust having been satisfied but his wanting of her still oddly present.

He was relieved when she agreed with him about staying in bed, he would have done something else if she had asked him to but he much preferred the comfort of the bed for the night. He continued to listen to her plan for the next night as he lay there. It wasn't a bad idea, in fact he would love to spend some time away from the city, especially in the forest with Tari, maybe away from the eyes of others he could even convince her to show him some magic since he had been curious since she tried to use it to stave him away, a failed attempt but rather cute. "I like the idea, perhaps we simply skip the dinner, I know I said it would cause trouble but they seemed to cause enough trouble as it is if we attend." He paused for a moment before turning back to her, "And yes, you can have a horse, the ones in the stable don't get out much, except for my own, they would enjoy it. Unless of course you wish to ride on a single one with me... I would do enjoy having you up against me as we ride." He said with a smirk, getting comfortable under the sheet, his head on a pillow but he was still looking towards her.
 
"I don't share horses," Tari told him, shooting him down before he could take another thought about it. It was something about the way she rode that made it near impossible for her to have anyone else on the saddle. No matter how romantic or erotic people may think it was, elves rarely shared at saddle. Only in a case of emergency did they even consider it an option. "Sorry to turn you down, mister prince." She rolled onto her side, eyeing Saren as she did so.

The idea of skipping dinner was one that was very appeasing to her and she quite quickly agreed. "Pick up dinner at the inn?" she suggested. Tari would have to take a good look at the horses available to her and pick one that agreed with her enough to ride for the evening. She was sure she'd find one, certainly if the horses never got out. Again, she changed the topic as another idea bounced around in her head. "So when not showing women the city, what do you do during the day?"
 
It was slightly disappointing that she denied him so quickly but he could understand, a horse was a magnificent creature and riding on one could be more than a simple way of getting around. "Dinner at the inn would be good, or we can eat with my men, they usually gather with their families and share a big meal at nights. I have yet to attend although they do invite me rather often." He had almost always gone to the family dinner, simply to avoid interruption into his life from his family, but if he was going to skip they might as well have as much fun as possible, for Saren it would be to finally take up the dinner offer from his knights, but he would do whatever they decided the next day, whatever Tari wanted to do. No doubt whatever they did would be better than the royal families dinner, it wasn't pleasant on regular occasions and with Tari it was even worse, his family was even worse.

She quickly changed the subject, possibly trying to get to know him a bit. He took a brief moment to think before answering the question. "Well... I do like to show women around the city. I do tend to spend a large amount of time with my men, training or patrolling with them. I read a bit as well when something interests me... But, the thing that takes up a lot of my time are the public appearances. It is sort of my job to be the face of the family, my father believes that despite my negative image a lot of people in the city are drawn to my charismatic ways." He said the last part with sarcasm, then smirking, "I do use his orders to my advantage though, since he tells me to be the public face I often spend money and make a ruckus while doing as he asks and he can't say a thing. Of course it does have other perks, women usually flock to 'the prince' and I get to meet some interesting people."

Saren quickly found himself tired of talking of what he did, it was relatively boring, he spent most of his time walking around and doing nothing, sleeping with women he didn't really like for more than a sexual partner. The only real enjoyable times had been with his men and with Tari, everything fun with someone who pushed back and kept him on his toes, hell her beauty was a factor but he found himself more attracted to her spirit and skill rather than her actual body, although what had just happened was quite amazing. "Anyways, enough about my boring days, what about yourself, what do are some of the things you did for fun in your tribe?" He was comfortable and while he was paying attention his voice was a bit softer, his body wanted him to rest. He would keep himself awake of course but he was so relaxed, sleep would come easy.
 
Tari seemed to perk up when Saren mentioned his men. She enjoyed being shown a group of people who were close to what she was used to. Even though she had just met the men that day, they made her feel more comfortable then any other person in the castle. They were strong and knew how to defend themselves from almost anything they could meet up with. And best of all, none of them seemed to care that she was an elf or that she was a girl. They all saw her as the fighter that she was and to top it off, they seemed to want her in their group. She was pleased with just the thought of some of the more powerful members of the city wanting her to be apart of them.

"Dinner with them sounds good," she told him with a smile. She listened to his daily routine and she had to admit, she wasn't surprised in the slightest. If he wasn't flirting with women, then he was looking for women to flirt with, in short. She could always tell that Saren spent time sparing, and hopefully they'd be able to do some more the next day before breaking apart for whatever they'd end up doing; either more town exploring or whatever else Saren may have to do that day. But when he brought up the topic of what she would do in her own clan. She shifted on the bed, moving her arm beneath the pillow to lay on and took a second to think.

"Typically, the warriors spar in the morning, as a wake up. Then a few of us break off and do some magic training with my grandmother, who's the high priest of the tribe. After that, we typically do what we want then, as long as our normal chores get done." She shrugged her shoulders lightly at that point. "They consist of hunting, tending to the fruit and vegetables we grow and taking the horses out for a run. The time we do all of those depend on the time of year and what needs to be done more urgently then another task. And those are fun for us. It gives us time to do what we enjoy, spend time with other members of the clan, both younger and older, and be close to what we have." She smiled at how simple that sounded. She was used to it though, and it was familiar to her. To someone like Saren, it would be too simple and possibly boring. There was rarely anything special about what they did or why they did it; it was just another normal task. Most humans, or even other races wouldn't see it as fun in the slightest, but for the elves, they were raised to enjoy such tasks.

"And at night, we have a large dinner, at least once a week and some times we have small celebrations, once again depending on the time of year. It's quite fun." Again, Tari smiled, this time it was more joyful then just a polite some she would typically give to someone.
 
Saren was happy at the thought of going to see his men again tomorrow and having dinner with them in the evening, and he was glad that Tari seemed to like them. If he would be spending time with her it was important that out of all the people in the city that she like at least his knights. Not only because they were his friends, but also because if she didn't like them then they wouldn't spend nearly as much time together and he wouldn't be able to spar with her if that happened, something he found quite enjoyable, although the sex had easily been just as fun. She didn't seem surprised by his day though, and a part of him had expected her to be but then again he wasn't exactly the mysterious type, it was obvious after meeting him for a short amount of time what kind of person he was. There were other parts to him of course, as with every person, and while they were arguably the better parts, if you didn't like his usual demeanor it was hard to like him.

On the other hand Tari's life sounded different than what Saren had expected. He had thought she would be the type to be a bit rebellious, perhaps more of a fighter and less of everything else, but apparently that wasn't how she was, or at least he got that impression from the way she spoke. It seemed like every day was relaxing for them, they got to spar with other warriors, then they trained in magic which was a gift to humans, and then they just relaxed and did chores and such for the rest of the day. Sure it sounded kind of boring compared to how Saren usually lived, doing whatever he wanted and having some dangerous times, but at the very same time it sounded wonderful. The idea of one day without arguments or family drama, a day where he could do small little things and actually contribute a bit, it wasn't what he had always done but it sounded kind of nice.

Thinking about it for a moment Saren knew he disliked being around his family, whether he said it aloud or not he was nothing more than a tool to them, the face of royalty. They used him like a puppet, sending him on errands and in case of war making it seemed like they cared by sending one of their own. Sure he had taken the situation and made it as good as he could but it was annoying. He looked over at her, a smile on his face, "It sounds nice. I would miss my bed and my knights, but other than that I really wouldn't miss much..." It was true, if someone looked around his room there wasn't a whole lot that most royalty had. Sure his stuff was nice but the casual clothing he wore was either armor or leather, and aside from his weapons and horse nothing he owned was terribly exquisite. Most of his money was spent on alcohol and such, and although he hadn't shown that side to Tari yet but he usually got drunk at night.

He was content for now, his stress gone and his mind clear, just watching the elf next to him on the bed, her smile causing him to smile and he just reached over and brushed his hand over her cheek, "You've got a beautiful smile..." He retracted his hand, his eyes half shut as he continued to look at her but not saying what else he was thinking, that he was sorry she was taken from her lands, because while he was, he would not let her go.
 
Tari nodded some, understanding what Saren was saying. Of course he'd miss what he had; he wasn't used to living with less. Even if it was only his bed and knights, he would miss what was familiar to him. The man seemed to have a simpler life then what other princes were used to, which would make it easier to live in the wooded village, but it would still be a large change that it would make him uncomfortable enough for him to now like living such a life. Tari's stomach twisted as she continued to think about that. She was ripped away from her own city and forced into another, quite a bit different then what she was used to. She had mixed feelings about what the man was saying.

She bit back what she wanted to say, holding every thought that passed over her mind. The night had gone so well so far and any of the comments she would let out was sure to ruin it. Instead, the elf swallowed everything and simply nodded. It was easier to keep things light and soon enough, the topic was changed, much to her luck.

Her smile vanished when Saren brought it up and her eyes fell. Sure, Saren had been complimenting her all day, repeating himself several times, but in such an intimate setting, it was embarrassing. A light blush crossed over her cheeks and she shifted uncomfortably, taking a chance to remove the blush before looking back at Saren, eyeing him cautiously.
 
It was an odd moment as he looked at Tari, intimate, as with the rest of his day it was different from the norm for him. He wondered how many more moments he would have with her such as this, and while he couldn't be sure, he knew that he wanted more. The statement she had made earlier came back as he thought though, her answer to the question asked at dinner. She had given several answers to what she would do if he became bored of her, and while he was sure killing him was an exaggeration, at least at this point, he wasn't so confident she wasn't serious about running away. He was so unsure that it made him a bit cautious, made him not want to allow himself to get so close, the idea that she could just disappear not a good thought, especially with his belief that even if he wasn't bored of her that she would still want to go. Sure, she seemed to be enjoying herself with him, but that was for a day and to be fair he had taken her away from the Gypsies and they kept very close watch over their slaves, as well as bound the magic, in his company it would be much easier for her to escape and it was probably an extremely tempting idea.

No doubt the thought would cross his mind again, most likely it would be a very prominent topic for his own mind as long as she was with him, but she quickly averted his attention away from the escape idea and to the present moment. It was when she blushed, light but noticeable and adorable in his mind. The tough and fiery woman was showing a cute side, a small blush paired with a rather uncomfortable look which almost made her seem shy even if only for the briefest moment. He smiled as she looked back up at him and leaned in one last time, kissing her ever so gently, "Be sure and have a good nights sleep, tomorrow we are going to have a full day and we both need rest. Besides, we can talk tomorrow, and there will be plenty of time for me to compliment you at every turn." With a final look Saren got comfortable again, still facing towards her but closing his eyes, allowing them both some silence to sleep, and they would need it, spending time with his men and a ride would only be the end of the day, they would have to fill the rest and who knew what that would entail.
 
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