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Vampiric and Elven (MasterOfWhispers and Airi)

Serena winced as she felt Vincent's fangs sank into her flesh, but the pain was soon forgotten the moment the dozy feeling that emerged every time he took in her blood appeared. She wound her arms around him as the vampire nourished himself, thinking of the persistent puncture scar that would be present on her neck every day from then on. In a way, it marked her as his, and the realization made her shudder with a combined feeling of frustration and lust.

She listened carefully to the vampire prince's words as he got dressed. It was revealed that, unlike what she had understood, apparently the sun wasn't the weakness of the vampires. That means that no matter if it was day or night, Serena would have to be ready to pleasure him if he so wished. The elf wasn't sure if she felt happy or sad at the realization. After what happened last night, she realized that the vampire was at least a very adept lover, but the prospect of being another's property still didn't sound very tantalizing to her.

A blush crept up to Serena's cheek upon realizing what she was actually thinking. She burrowed her face into the satin blanket to disguise it, acting as if she was hiding from the sun, until Vincent finally left the room. Once she got her heartbeat in control again, the elf sighed, and then slowly moved herself away from the bed. She glimpsed a speck of her blood on the sheet, finding herself feeling slightly more somber afterwards, before making her way towards the closet.

Just as the prince promised, there was an array of dresses already arranged in its shades and length inside the closet. The beauty and and sheer amount of the dresses was enough to astonish Serena. Never in her life had she seen so many beautiful dresses in one place, let alone being allowed to wear them. The nomadic life had forced her to wear only what was practical, regardless of the aesthetic of the garment. After being lost for a moment in the sea of colors, Serena ultimately placed her choice on a green cocktail dress which color reminded her of tree leaves. She also found a pair of golden stiletto sandals to go with the dress.

After washing herself in the bathroom, the elf donned the attire and made her way out of the room. Her golden hair loosely fell on her strapless back. A servant appeared shortly after to guide her towards the dining hall. Her violet eyes scanned around the vast room to look for her master.
 
The dining room was one of two. One dedicated to formal occasions like a celebration or wedding. The other more of a private confernce room where Vincent and his closest allies and friends would gather to eat. Though this morning it was only him, his dark elf second Elina, and the silver haired man named Luther.

"It was too bad that nomadic tribe didn't settle down here. We could have used the help and blood..." Luther commented, as Vincent sat there quietly sipping on a cup of cider. The vampire prince's commander of the city guards was sitting across there in a black suit drinking some of his most valuable wine.

"They're more intersted in that dead legend then in survival." Vincent responded quietly taking a sip. Elina the dark elf who was standing right besides the seated Vampire prince refilled his cup. "It matters not though. Either the tribe will die off along the journey or they'll realize their search as been fruitless and return here. The offer to settle is always open."

"Only If a certain chief's daughter decides to remain here you mean." Luther chuckled. Vincent shot him a glare as the maids began entering the room and bringing in food for his new pet and Dark elf assistant. Today's breakfast was eggs, bread, ham and sausage. Their alluring aroma made Vincent jealous of the living's luxuries. Choosing to push these thoughts aside, he took another swig of the warm apple nectar.

"She is mine." Vincent spoke, as the servants set the food on the table. "She'll have no desire to leave when I'm done molding her..."

Speaking said elf. The door opened once more with a maid and Serena stepping into the dining room. The Vampires eyes glanced at her. A devious grin crossed his face. He certainly liked the elven girls taste in clothes. The bare shoulders that nice skirt she had. He'd love to slip his hand into those thighs and...

"If your done here Commander. I'd like you to leave the three of us alone. I have much to talk about."

"Of course" Luther responded. Getting up and making his way to the wooden door. "I'll see you at meeting later tonight then."

"Indeed." Vincent said waving his hands. Luther soon left leaving only a few of the remaining servants, Elina and Serena behind.

After everything as settled and the maids left. Vincent soon beckoned the Elven girl.

"Sit." He ordered. " You to Elina. You must be starving after that early morning." The dark elf nodded silently and assumed a seat right beside him. Vincent smiled over at Serena. "You look lovely. Green certainly suits you." He complimented.
 
Serena nodded nervously at the silver haired vampire as he walked past her on the way out of the dining hall. She soon noticed Vincent beckoning at her to come closer, and so she did. Sitting on the seat across the vampire prince, she regarded Elina before turning her attention at her pale master.

"What did you mean with early evening?" She asked, after thanking him for his compliment, more out of curiosity than anything. She hadn't heard anything about their earlier meeting, but the wordings that Vincent used when talking to Elina piqued her interest. Did it have anything to do with her father and her tribe?

Meanwhile, the violet-eyed girl looked down at the breakfast served to her with queasy feeling. Being an elf, she was used to the vegetarian lifestyle and, in contrast to Vincent, thought that the smell of the meat and grease to be pungent and strong. Slowly, she began to salvage the little bread that was free from the fat and meat, figuring that she would have to eat what she could. Knowing the dominance that the prince had over her and her family, Serena didn't dare to demand anything from her captor. At least, not yet..
 
Taking a bite out of the sausage Elina was the first to speak to her.
"Master wanted me to escort your tribe to a certain point before returning here." The Dark elf took a bit of bread and continued. " This part of the land is filled with some nasty horrors. They would need an escort to get through some parts." Taking a swig of cider she then muttered under her breath. "Your lucky..."

Shooting his second a blank look Vincent then turned to Serena. "The land to the north of Sanctum city is incredibly dangerous." He then smiled. "Considering the wasteland the world has become and how long your tribe has survived traveling the world. The North should not pose any problems."

The rest of the meal continued in relative silence. Though the vampire prince sense tension in the air with Elina glaring at Serena every couple of minites. The emotions that prince was picking up was something between jealously and anger.

"Is the food not good enough for you?" Elina asked carefully controlling her tone.
 
Serena, too, sensed the bitterness that was present in Elina's words. She threw a glance at Vincent on the other side of the table, remembering the bits of conversation that they had last night about how many women would want him for her own. She let out a quiet sigh, but shortly after recovered with the brightest smile that she could muster at the time. "Thank you very much for your assistance, Ms. Elina. Anyone who helps my father and his tribe deserves all of my gratitude and respect."

The elf was quiet for a moment after saying the words. She realized that if the dark elf must had been dispatched by Vincent himself. Thus, in a way, she had indirectly pledged her allegiance to the vampire prince. She blushed lightly at the thought, and quickly tried to hide it by dapping around her mouth with a napkin. Her thought, however, was pushed aside when Elina questioned her about the meal.

"Y-yeah. It's really good... I just don't usually eat so much during breakfast, that's all." Her glance fell down to the plate, watching the meat and egg swimming in oil. She gulped a bit. Such weak white lie wouldn't convince the dark elf, would it? Hesitantly, the blonde elf took the fork and picked a piece of the fried egg, which was the least repulsive thing that she found on her plate, and brought it to her mouth. A sheepish smile formed on her lips, directed at Elina, as she began munching at the egg.
 
The dark elf threw Serena an annoyed look before calling over one of the maids. She whispered into her ear, and the maid left responding with a "Yes Mistress...". Vincent looked at the dark elf with an amused expression on his face, taking another silent sup from his cup, The sweet sensation of the apple nectar quenching his thirst at the same time augmenting it. He noticed Serene barely touching her food as well, and as soon as he made the conclusion a group of maids walked in with more food. This time consisting of Salads and fruits of different varieties.

"Soon your going to be Master's sole prey." Elina spoke neutrally looking over at the nomadic elf. " It wouldn't do to have you hungry while he takes blood. Bare in mind your a pet and servant. Not the daughter of a Chief. You will do everything to serve his whims. Taht includes keeping yourself healthy." After finishing the last of her meal. Elina got up and made her way towards the door muttering. "High elves." In a resentful tone.

"I'll take it you'll be at the meeting tonight as well Elina" Vincent called out.

"I'll be late. There's a matter with the city guard I have to investigate. More rebel members of your kin.."

"Anything you need help with?"

"I'll be fine master. You still have to get her initiated into your clan. As well as get her adjusted to being your servant. Farewell Master." Elina finished brusquely as went through and closed the door. Leaving the pair alone to eat and drink in silence."

Once the meal was finished. Vincent stood up and offered his hand to Serena. "I hope your satisfied then my pet. Shall we take a tour of this city. There is much for you to see and learn."
 
Serena eyed the dark elf warily until she was out of the room before she let out a sigh. Vincent's hand arrived next, and she accepted it also with the similar as she gave to his right hand, except with much less suspicion. "You know, Elina would happily be your 'sole prey' if you give her the chance," she remarked passingly as they began departing out of the dining hall. "But I have the feeling that you already know this. So why did you put us in the same room in the first place?"

She knew her question was useless to ask, as she already knew the answer, but the feisty nature that the elf still carried from her times as the Chief's daughter pushed her to ask anyway. Like the dark elf said, Serena was only a property of the vampire prince here. Naturally, if her new master's bad humour led her to spend a tense morning exchanging bitter words with his even more bitter admirer, she had no way to prevent that from happening.
 
"She's going to have to get use to the idea of your being my pet one way or another." Vincent responded. Though he was already careful to avoid telling her that Elina was also a pet who carried a lot of responsibilities when it came overseeing certain operations in sanctum. However in terms of sole prey she didn't meet the requirements. "She's one of my councilors and a very valuable member of this Family." he finished stressing the words.

Out of the dining halls, they soon came out to the castle gets where a car was awaiting them. This time black, long. He entered the care along with he and soon it pulled out of the entrance of the castle.
"I take it this is your first time in a car..." Vincent spoke looking out th window. "Brilliant inventions they are. Powered by the Mana stone stored in this city. You can get around around place fast." Throughout their journey they passed by different districts of Sanctum. A Marketing place filled with life and joy. Living spaces wide and comfortable. The key feature though was how diverse this city was what with Humans and Dark elfs getting along or Orcs and Dwarves laughing while sharpening their weapons.

"As for your earlier comment Sole prey has to be more then just a pet. His arms slid around her waist pulling her closer. " They have to be somebody I'm destined with. Somebody who's blood I'll never tire of." His head bent over an whispered hotly. "Somebody, whose own presence makes my blood boil. My dear you have all three of those things and more. You must've sensed it. That night. That connection." His fingers slipped between her dress and gently he rubbed the surface of the elf's panties. "The moment I laid eyes on you I know you belonged with me."
 
It was indeed her first time ever being in a car. Being from a tribe that basically worshiped the Mana Stones, she felt a bit anxious at hearing and feeling the soft hum that the vehicle produced as it sped through the crowded market. It was as if she was sitting on a beast that was ready to roar and consumed all of the passengers. Nevertheless, the diversity and liveliness of the Sanctum didn't escape her notion, and soon she was left with looking out the window in awe, seeing how rich and vibrant the lives around them. Even under the looming presence of the vampires.

But that was all over when she felt the vampire prince pulled her closer. Her heart skipped a beat when she heard him whisper to her ear; the contrasting feeling of his warm breath and cool presence was enough to bring slight shiver down her spine. "I... have no idea... what you're talking about." Her breathing became hitched as soon as she felt his hand slipping under her dress. A bright tint soon decorated her ivory cheek as she saw the faces of the various inhabitants of the Sanctum passed by the window in front of her, having all the possibility to witness the molestation that she was going through. And there was also the driver on the front seat...

"S-stop this... Prince Vincent...," she pleaded shortly, though the pleasure that his touches brought caused her to struggle only meekly. It was happening all over again, her suddenly losing the control of her own body.
 
"Stop what." Vincent responded, his tone teasing. His lips brushed against the elven girls neck, and slowly and gently two of his fingers slipped into the nether regions. He felt her inner muscles squeezing at his fingers. His other senses picked up on other things. The way her heart beated. The rhythm of her breaths. The Vampire prince even sensed the way her blood was rushing all throughout her vein. Gently he pressed his fingers further in and slowly he curved them in just the right angle; Feeling for that special spot he knew all women be it elf, human dark elf... would scram for.

Of course, Vincent being the hunter he is loved toying with his prey. He wasn't going to let orgasm right then and there. In fact the moment he brought her to the edge he stopped and kissed her hotly his tongue sliding down her mouth. His eyes only going slightly red with lust. All the while nobody outside the car noticed what was going on nor did they seem to care. Granted, He sensed there were a few curious dark elves looking in their direction.

"Do you really want me to stop." Vincent asked in a devious manner. To add more to the point his thumb brushed against her clit rotating it very slowly.
 
Mean. That was one word that came into her mind as she heard his teasing response. Her breath turned haggard with each of his caress, and then, just like that, he stopped, leaving her panting and hanging. Then there was his kiss, and she could vaguely noticed a red ring emerging on his irises. Not as deep red as last night, but it was there, and it was at that point that an idea occurred to her. Even if she had become his prey, it didn't mean that she couldn't fight back. All that she needed to do was change the way she fight, and now that he'd disclosed to her all that he desired, she could use it to her advantage.

Gently, Serena returned his kiss just as passionately, her tongue dancing with his while she let him explore her sensitive nub. When the time was right, however, the elf made a sudden push forward so she was pinning the vampire on the car's upholstery. Her long, slim legs straddling at his hips. She realized shortly before how the passer-by seemed to take little to no attention to what was happening inside the car, and it further encouraged her to proceed forward with her plan. Furthermore, now with her virginity long gone, she could even go through with it until the end.

"I did, but that was before I knew you wouldn't finish what you have started," she murmured to his ear, then began to plant kisses down his jaw and further to his cold, pulse-less neck, mimicking what he had done so frequently to herself. She had made up her mind to not easily surrender to him, not even when he got her in between his fingers, figuratively and literally. And that strife of hers would begin there and then, on the back seat of his car that was cutting through his precious city.
 
"Oh?" Vincent responded staring up from Serena. His hands glided across her face, Brushing against her soft ivory skin. A Smirk broke out across his face as well as a laugh. "Perhaps the prey thinks it can be cab become the hunter. An interesting thought. But I believe the prey forgets one thing." His hands wrapped around her waist and with a gentle amount of force he pulled her making her lie on top of him. "The prey is the soul mate of hunter. It no... She may fight but in end she will submit to her ultimate fate." his hands wrapped around the back of her head. His lips pressed against hers. Again he kissed, however; this kiss was different from the previous one. It was more intense. More filled with passion. His eyes crimson color flashed more brightly this time. However, Vincent didn't just hold the title of vampire prince. He had the self control of one.

He pulled away from the kiss, And sat again on the couch. This time though, he placed the elven girl on her lap. His arms gripped around her tightly. His lips kissing her neck teasingly. It was a game he was playing. In a very real way he was still hunting her once again.
"The hunter always finishes off his prey.. When he finishes," He paused for a moment. "Well the the hunter always selects when he does so."

From the front the driver called back.
"We'll be there in five minutes my prince." Vincent chuckled at looked over at her elf.

"Too bad it looks like the prey doesn't get to act out her little plan." He nibbled on ear gently. "I'm sure it was a fine one..." His tone was again teasing yet hinted a bit of sarcasm.
 
Serena sighed to his kisses, half enjoying the sensation and half of it glad that the worst was finally over. "I never plan to be a hunter," she told the vampire calmly. The distraction made by the driver was more than enough to give her time to normalize her breath and heartbeat once again. As he was busy nibbling on her ear, one of her hands sneaked up to tug lightly at his hair, after which she planted a light kiss on the lid of his bright crimson eye. A smile blossomed on her lips, then, as she resumed, "I just want to tame the predator a little bit is all."

She knew that her direct challenge could be a fatal one. It could just be that his desire on her would wear off soon, and she could have been thrown away at a moment's notice and her presence replaced by another 'sole prey'. Perhaps by Elina. For some reason, however, the elf couldn't even care less. Her hand moved to caress the side of his face, then. "I'll make you fall in love with me, hard enough that you'll see me more than just your prey, but as your queen and goddess. And there will be nothing that you can do to stop it from happening," she vowed before him, and if the vampire prince could learn anything from her father and tribe, it was that when an elf like her set their mind on something, not even an entire army of vampires and dark elves could even budge it.
 
"I look forward to you efforts." Vincent responded returning her kiss. Deep inside he chuckled inwardly. He was not a man that would easily be conquered. After all, the Vampire Prince himself was a conqueror in more ways then one.

His fingers stroke her thighs gently as the Car finally made a full stop.
"Were here sir." The driver called from the front.

"Very good Jeffery." Vincent responded. Breathing hotly into her ears, He then whispered to Serena. "Tell you what. I have a little game planned while were here. You win it. I just might reward you..."

The car door was soon opened by a stout grey bearded dwarf. The vampire prince got out and gently pulled his elven pet with him.
"Prince Vincent and this must be Serena. It is an honor making your aquaintance." The Dwarf spoke bowing deeply.

"Serena, this Ogin Greymountain. He's responsible for creating weaponry for the city's warriors." Vincent said as the dwarf began guiding the pair into a factory. "Ogin. Tell me what we have today..."

The Factory was grimy and smokey however it held its only little charm. The atmosphere was lighter then usual, as Dwarves and orcs began assembling various guns and forging blades. The tour was essential routine for the Vampire. A standard inspection of his assets. Just another Monday for him.

"Here were building up the latest model of muskets and..." As the speaker spoke, The Vampire Prince once again got into his more teasing methods. his hands subtly slipping under her dress. His fingers making there way over crotch and with a gentle gestures, brushed his hands against her slit.

"Lets play..." He whispered in her ear.
 
Serena shivered slightly at his touch and whisper, but was quick to compose herself when the door was pulled open. She was quick to move away and tidy up her appearance, and when Vincent pulled her out, the elf was nothing but smile and propriety. Especially when replying to the courteous bow of the dwarf that headed the factory. "The honor is mine, Mr. Greymountain," she said and glanced to the prince briefly, telling him quietly with her violet eyes that his challenge had indeed been accepted.

The grim and smoke of the factory was something foreign to the elf, who had been insisting of living close with nature and avoiding as much pollution as possible. Just the like meat from breakfast, it was something that Serena had to cope with if she was to fulfill her own words, but it was something that she was determined to do. Perhaps if things went smooth towards her favor, she could even initiate incentives to build a cleaner and more efficient factory; but that was obviously something that she would have to set aside and think about later.

Just as the dwarf began the tour, however, the flush on her cheeks returned upon feeling the vampire's own fingers against her folds. It was something that threw her completely off-guard, and her own lean fingers reflexively grabbed on the upper part of his suit. His hot whispering didn't help the matter at all, either...

"Ma'am, is everything alright?" a dwarf-woman came forth, seemingly worried, but her question made the elf blush all the way more. Did she actually see what Vincent was doing to her? "I'm fine... really," replied Serena, smiling, before she turned her attention towards the vampire prince with steely eyes. "Shall we continue on with the tour?"
 
The rest of the tour continued on in relative silence. At least it seemed that way. Under the surface more was happening. While Ogin was going into a diatribe about the the creation of the latest pistol and a break through in gun powder mixtures, Vincent was amusing himself by toying with his current object of affection. It was to the Vampire prince's credit that he's managed to hid his little act from the dwarves in the factory. Though he suspected that they've already caught on to his little act. He was to prince of the city though. None would oppose his actions.

"If you manage to resist, by the end of this tour. I'll grant you a little reward over at special little spot in this factory. Of course, you can always give up now and take a little punishment." Vincent spoke quietly, inserting a finger within her lower lips. "I win either way. Such is a the way of a ruler."

The tour reached it's end in the form of a shooting range, Where several elves were tasting the latest prototype rifles from a distance. As always with high elves they've always managed to hit their targets in the most fatal of spots. Several holes could be seen near or around the head and heart. Always the master of ranged weaponry.

"The new guns are looking good Ogin. As well as the new production methods. When will they be ready for the Summer Temple expedition?" Vincent asked curiously.

" Thank you my lord. And as for your question: In one week. The Sharpshooters here claim that there are flaws to work out. with the feeding ramp and such..." Ogin went on with the problems. The Vampire prince though inserted another fingers within Serena.A polite cordial smile on his face. He wandered how long she would last throughout this little session.
 
Serena's breath hitched audibly as soon as she felt his fingers slipping into her increasingly moist folds. Her grip on his suit tightened slightly, and she winced her eyes in a desperate attempt to retain her composure. His words rang loud and clear in her mind, though she cursed herself heartily for feeling even the slightest excitement at his challenge. All of that, however, soon changed when she heard the explosive sound of the rifles.

Being a woman in her tribe, she was hardly allowed to hold weapons in daily live -- a tradition which played a big part in allowing her smooth transfer into becoming the property of the vampire prince. Nevertheless, back when she was very young, Serena was allowed to practice with bows and arrows, and it had become her favorite pasttime activities until the duties of a chief's daughter called her to be a more docile woman that was much more suitable to represent her people. The sight of the fellow elves firing highly technological armaments created by the dwarves amazed her greatly, and the fond memories of her past life flooded her conscience enough to distract her slightly from Vincent's ongoing assault. She then turned to face him.

"I have... a proposition to make to the prince," she announced, making sure her voice was loud enough for his assembly to hear. "I would like to try out the prototype of the rifle myself."

She then leaned up, seemingly to give the prince a peck on his cheek, but was really whispering to his ear, "Let's make this more interesting... shall we? If I can't get a head shot... I'll let you do whatever you want with me."
 
Vincent grinned at the challenge.More and more this elven maiden before him was proving far more interesting. He figured as more and more time goes on he'll she'll be molded into something more something great. It would begin now. He called for one of the high elf marksmen.

"Bring us two rifles." He ordered. The Vampire prince was going to take the challenge a step further. "Why don't we make this more interesting." he winked. He then whispered. "I'll use my magic to implant images in your mind. Well in both our minds. We both call we both take aim and every round we fire the images would get stronger. Images of my fantasies we'll enter you mind and images of your darkest desires would enter mine. Every round we do this until the other person yields. Now as for if I lose." His eyes brows furrowed thoughtfully. "Well I'll grant you a wish. Of course It will have to be wish that's within my power and a wish that I'll approve of."

The marksmen brought in their rifles. Vincent took his own gun and carefully aimed at the shooting range. The way it felt in his hand was just right. Taking aim He fired, Hitting the paper target dead in the eye.

"Shall we begin my pet?"
 
Serena made a small smile as she reached for the rifle. To be completely honest, she had only ever held a rifle once before. Being a female in her tribe meant that she was to stay far away from weapons and other activities normally associated with men, though she had insisted on being trained in the archery back in her teens. And she was good at it.

"I'm ready when you are, my prince," she said and began to make her aim as well. The rifle was much heavier than a bow and arrow, but the elf soon found added benefit in only having to pull the trigger to fire. That left her concentration with only one task, which was the paper target. With her lack of regular training, Serena was glad that at the very least the targets were stationary.

Shortly after firing a bullet through the head of a target, an image of the very naked vampire prince with his hands tied up to a post of the bed flashed in her mind, his eyes gleaming crimson and his breath reduced to small pants as she ran her fingers up his wiry torso. Serena curved a small smile and turned back at Vincent, knowing that he could well be reading her thought at the time. "Your turn, Prince Vincent?"
 
The image appeared with in the Vampire Princes' mind. He let out an amused snort at the image. Him being bound, submitting to the Elven girl before him. An Elven Girl mind having been whisked away from her tribe, and had her surrender her purity to him all in one night. He nearly laughed at the fantasy. The key word being Nearly.

Seeing the image of her fantasy, was very titillating. He would have to follow it up with something more sultry and enticing of his own. Through the scope he aimed carefully. His eyes glowing red for the briefest moment before his fingers squeezed the trigger...

Bang..

The bullet hit it's target and then a sound echoed in the room. The image that appeared with within in his elven pets mind was something equally if not more so sexy:

Serena was all oiled up her hands bound by Nylon rope. She was on her knees, slowly sucking and licking the Hardened cock her Master. Vincent's eyes glowed red at the sight. He was equally naked Equally oiled up.
 
Serena's violet eye twitched ever so slightly at the image. The elf could see it so clearly that she almost could feel the oil on her own skin. And the feeling of her master's throbbing shaft in her mouth...

She shuddered lightly before turning her attention back to her rifle. A new target had appeared, and she put her focus entirely on it to shun away the image. The rifle let out a booming sound as she pressed the trigger, revealing that unlike before, she had barely missed the head that was her target. As much as she wanted to fight back, she realized that she was much less experienced than the vampire, having lost her virginity only last night to him. It was a competition that she was doomed to lose to even before it started.

"... No," she whispered to herself. "It's only just beginning."

Holding the rifle down at her side, Serena looked at the prince and began to visualize her second image. No more were they in a closed room somewhere far away, but they were right there and then, in the Citadel's weapons factory. She imagined walking to Vincent, threw the rifle to the ground, and reached up to kiss him passionately in front of all the delegates and factory workers. One if her hands dipped into his dark hair while the other began to unbutton his jacket and shirt, eventually ending at the zipper of his pants. After his recent assault on her, the elf figured that he enjoyed humiliating her in the public, and hoped that such approach would help her chance against the vampire prince.
 
An amused smiled crossed the Vampire Princes' face. The image entered his mind like a leaf blowing in the wind. So she wanted to confuse him mind. Play around with his perception of reality. He stared at his next target before he took another shot.
"Not bad... I think your fantasies though could use a little more flavor." He muttered. He pictured another image. One which he flet would appeal to the very nature bound elf girl before him.

His mind pictured a scene right near the lake. Both of them purely in the nude. The two of them kissing each other Passionately. Tongues dancing. Vincent moved from the elf girl's lips to her neck. His fan slowly biting on the tender flesh. His one hand pinning Serena's hands on too top of her. The feel of grass only grazing his skin ever slowly slight. It was night time and moon light had shone its brightest on the pair. The moment moon light struck was the moment Vincents other hand slipped between her legs slowly searching and teasing her other hole.
 
Serena gulped slightly. Now Vincent was being gentle, almost nice even. The elf found it much more difficult to fight against him when he was like that than when he was harassing her. The feeling of the grass and the gentle sound of the night insects invoked a feeling of nostalgic within her as well, and she was tempted to ask Vincent if he actually knew where such place existed.

She shook the thought away, eventually. The world had gone completely barren, like he had said. Only fools like her father would fall into the trap of following traces leading to an imaginary piece of greenery.

The elf took a shot at the heart of her target and visualized herself following Vincent's latest imagery, surrendering herself to the vampire prince. She moaned and tilted her head for him as he sucked in her blood. Her creamy thighs opened for his hand willingly. Her breaths turned into short expecting pants when he began to tease her wet folds, moaning out his name helplessly every once in a while.
 
He observed Serena's body language carefully. He noted that she was slowly breaking down. The use of Natural scenery was certainly a nice touch to the fantasy. His mind soon flourished with the continued fantasy she was having. It felt like she could hear her moans right then and there. His rod hardened at the thought. A chuckle then a smile, as he aimed and shot at his own target. This game was getting both of them horny and the scent of her arousal did nothing the soften his own. If they didn't stop soon, they'd both fuck right then and there. Wouldn't be good if the ruler of the city and his soon to be wife could succumb to their own passions and fuck right then and there. Since he was the prince it really would not have mattered. He could do whatever he wanted. As could Serena though certain things would have to be done with his permission.

He wanted to stop, and drag her away into a private corner of the factory but to stop was to meet defeat. Lucky for him save came in the form of one of his attendants.
"My Lord, I have message from Elina. She needs you to meet her at the Verte district"

"Inform her that I'll be there in an hour." He responded. A smile graced his lips as he looked over at Serena. "Before we depart, There is something I must discuss with my mate. Foreman, can you show us where the private office is."

"Over here my prince." The foreman responded. He guided the pair towards the office. The office was very typical and a fair distance from the actual assembly line

"Leave us." Vincent commanded. The Foreman complied. He stepped towards Serena and smiled. "I see you've been having some very naughty fantasies." His glided between her legs, gently brushing against the fabric. "You've seen mine as well. That spot I showed you" He bent in closer " The one in the lake. It happens to be one of my private gardens. Would you like to see such green. It must be hundreds of years since you've bared witness to it. You'll have to earn the right to see it of course. How about we begin now." Once again he pressed his lips against the blond elf's. Once again, His passions were about to take over.
 
Serena was hardly resisting as Vincent guided her to a private room. She could hardly pay attention to the surrounding furnitures, focusing instead on his kiss on her lips. Her hand rose to dip into his hair just like in her imagination, while the other trailed down to cup at his hardened member, restrained by his pants. When he mentioned the lake, the elf paused briefly, her pair of violet eyes looked up directly at his in an attempt to see if he was telling the truth. A second later, however, she realized that it didn't really matter. All that she wanted at that moment was to fuck the vampire silly for putting her in such condition.

"Sure. I'd like to see it," she replied briefly before focusing once again on the prince's cold, perfect lips, while her hands began to slowly unbutton his shirt.
 
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