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To Disappear (kikora and Z.G.)

Kaura giggled again as Abel kissed the top of her head lightly, a sweet and affectionate gesture. His hand trailed up and down her, sliding over the soft material of her shimmering dress. "Ten years from now..." Kaura murmured, her fingers twisting a lock of his hair absently. "I will be yours?" She questioned, "Twenty years... A hundred..." A groan escaped her as his lips found the tip of her ear, sucking lightly, fueling the arousal sparked by his bite. "Will you mate with me again?" She asked softly, almost inaudibly. Her fingers trailed down to the tie of his pants, tugging it lightly. "Have I earned your affections?"
 
"You will be mine for easily a hundred more years," the vampire replied, nuzzling his cheek against Kaura's. "We can mate. You have earned my affections." That was apparent, given the bulge present when Kaura's fingers skittered against the ties of his trousers. The vampire kissed the smaller elf, tongue hot and wet and wanting. One of his large hands pulled against her shimmering dress, pressing it against her skin as he pulled it up.
 
It comforted Kaura that he wouldn't tire of her after a few short decades, and she nuzzled her cheek against his, her fingers brushing over the enticing bulge in his trousers. She brushed over him, and slid her fingers over the bulge in his pants. She stroked him lightly and pulled at the knot, his pants coming undone, and falling around his legs. He pulled at her dress, sliding it up, over her hips. He exposed her easily...

Just as Lorian assumed it was safe to return. He brought back a few large fish they had captured in the day, and various fruits and vegetables he had found. He arranged it on his shoulder and walked in, seeing the half nude vampire kissing and undressing Kaura. His eyes widened, a sudden redness in his cheeks. "Leave her be!" He roared before he could think of his job. "Do not lay hand on that child!"
 
The vampire could not help but smirk when he saw Lorial's face. She was his chattel, after all, and he would do with her what he liked regardless of whether or not it coincided with anyone else's desires. It just so happened this time that Kaura had asked for what was about to happen. Abel playfully spun Kaura around so that her back was pressed against his chest, her pale thighs flashing from beneath the dress spun of diamonds pulled up so high. One of his hands dropped to her hairless pubis and slowly caressed along the folds of her sex, clearly familiar with the territory.

"Do not touch my own slave?" There was something light in the vampire's tone. He set his lips sucking on the tip of Kaura's ear. "Do not touch my own slave after she asked me to? Kaura, tell Lorial about what you just asked me."
 
The vampire smirked, blatantly, as Lorian tried to urge him to part from the younger elf. His entire body quivered in anger, his eyes narrowing on Abel's face, not daring to dip down, to Kaura's sweet womanhood. The shimmering out the corner of his eye told him Abel was raising the dress higher, and he spun Kaura so they stood front to back. Kaura let out a small moan, and he glanced down, cheeks heating further to see the other man's fingers prodding expertly into Kaura's moist folds. "I asked him to mate with me again... To show me his affection..."

"Kaura..." Lorian breathed, and moved quickly forward, cupping her chin so she'd meet his eyes. Her expression was odd, full of blank joy... Almost drunk. "What's wrong with you?" He rose his gaze to Abel, eyes wide. "Is this what you meant by 'permissive'?!"
 
"Perhaps," Abel said, ignoring Lorial, "your old mentor wants to play with you. What do you think of that, Kaura?"

The vampire rolled his hips behind Kaura, his member rubbing partially against the shimmering material of her dress and partly against her pale skin. The end effect was pushing Kaura's hips towards the drow so that the pale flesh of her leg just barely brushed against the older elf, her sweet womanhood so very close to him. The vampire gave another affectionate to Kaura's ear.
 
Lorian took a step back when Kaura stumbled slightly forward, her bare skin brushing against his. His skin seemed to be lit by fire at the brief contact, his eyes widened. "Kaura looked over her shoulder at Abel, confusion on her face. "But you're my mate." She said softly. "If I bed other men I am promiscuous, right? Then I am a whore... I don't want to be a whore."

Her words struck Lorian deep, and one hand landed on Kaura's shoulder, his other turning her head so she met his eyes. "Listen to be, child." He said quietly, urgently. "No matter what this man does, he is your master, not your mate. But I wont take advantage of you like this... You're not yourself."
 
It was almost as though Kaura calling Abel her mate was a slap in the face for Lorian. It seemed that with every moment of confusion or irritation Kaura provided she also brought one to the fore that was at the very least amusing. This was about exactly what Abel had hoped would happen, not that he need Lorian's influence on Kaura overmuch. The vampire gave her another affectionate kiss on the ear. "Good girl. You're not a whore."
 
Kaura smiled slightly at Abel as he kissed her ear, a look of quiet delight on her face. "No..." Lorian Whispered sadly, brushing a lock of snowy hair from Kaura's eyes. "You'll never be a slut, my old student..." He told her, and took a step back, then another. "I will talk to you at length when you are sober..." He turned away, not sparing a glance backwards at the pair.

"Goodbye Lorian." Kaura said softly, tilting her head curiously to watch him leave before she shivered at another of Abel's kisses, giggling softly. "That feels good master..." She whispered, lifting the hem of her dress further.
 
"Good," the vampire commented. He dipped his head down to kiss the young elf, fingers steadily working on Kaura's hot, wet sex. She was quite beautiful, quite pliable after he had drunk from her and kissing her saucy little mouth had an allure to it that was all its own. Showing her off like that in front of Lorian was part of that allure. If nothing else he wanted to reward her for being so good, but how to reward her? He broke the kiss off and removed the young elf's shimmering dress, leaving her naked in front of him, except for her soft shoes.

"Do you want to try something new tonight?"
 
Kaura moaned as she returned Abel's kiss, their tongues dancing together in her mouth. His fingers worked expertly in her already wet sex, sending waves of pleasure to consume her, and drown her senses in bliss. He pulled away long enough to tug her dress over her head, leaving the shimmering gown to settle on the ground. She smiled at him, shameless in her nudity. "What do you have in mind, Master?" She asked, turning to face him once more her lips teasing his lightly. "How may I serve you?"
 
"Lay down on your back," the vampire ordered, looking down at the elf's young body with solid appreciation. "You handled yourself really well in front of Lorian." He leaned down and planted a kiss right above Kaura's knee, "You told him I was your mate. You were true to me." Kisses marched up along Kaura's leg until his lips fell upon her wet sex. His tongue went to work then, smoothly exploring the folded surfaces of her flower, his tongue sliding around her sensitive opening, beneath her labia, then brushing over the hard pearl that reigned over her sex. His hands were full with the elf's thighs, gently rubbing as he ate her out.
 
Kaura obediently laid on her back, staring up at the sky as Abel began to plant kisses on her body. She moaned softly the closer he got to her womanhood, eager to feel his tongue on her flower once more. "I didn't hurt his feelings, did I?" She asked, and moaned as Abel's tongue found her folds, teasing her with his tongue. There was a time, long ago, that Kaura had fancied Lorian. His mannerisms, knowledge, intelligence was quite attractive to the little Elf.

But that was before Abel had claimed her as his own. And again now he showed her whose mate she was, sending such sensations surging up her until her hips were rolling forward at the contact, and regular moans were sounding from her lips. "Master!" She gasped, her back arching slightly as he rubbed her clit.
 
Abel sought to draw this out as long as he could for the older elf--the sound of Kaura's moans echoing through the tunnel like cave, the perfect configuration to throw sound. After what seemed like an eternity of slowly exploring every single millimeter of the elf's hot, sensitive flesh Abel moved his head back. His cheeks were still warm from the feeling of her thighs intermittently pressing against his head, squeezing him as though she did not want him to suddenly run away. An amusing reversal. The vampire pulled Kaura up to her feet and laid kiss after kiss on her face as he pushed her further towards the entrance of the tunnel, naked body pliant and supple beneath his hands.

He pushed the elf over a rounded rock so that her moist rear was high up in the air, presented to him at an almost perfect level. He put his large hands on the rounded surface of her rear, "Beg for my cock, Kaura. Let the whole world know how much you need me." We shall see how judgmental Lorian is after this. How much he wants Kaura. Teach him to keep his hands off my toys.
 
Every one of Kaura's moans cut deep into Lorian's heart, as if tearing off a bit of hope that they might still be mates. His fingers clenched and unclenched as she heard her nearing a peak, driven by the pleasure that another man was giving to her. He growled under his breath, before burying his face in his hands, unable to save Kaura now.

Kaura herself was enjoying the attention lavished onto her. Abel's tongue prodded deep inside her, stroking, teasing, seeking everything she had to bring her so close to an orgasm... But he pulled away before she climaxed. Kaura gave a disappointed cry. "Master?" She moaned as he pulled her deeper into the cave, and leaned her over a rock. "Please, please don't tease me master!" She groaned. "I need you, please unite with me again! I need you inside of me..."
 
The vampire moved himself so that the tip of his throbbing member pushed against her sex. He reached out and grabbed hold of Kaura's neck before roughly pulling her back onto his member. His entire body undulated forward into her, a rolling motion going from his ankles through his waist. This was the part of the game that Abel would enjoy so much. He had to do everything in his power to bring Kaura to a screaming orgasm, not something he had particularly known her for, just to twist the knife in Lorian's heart. "You are so very tight," the vampire moaned, fingers scratching the elf's firm ass as he slammed into her. His hand flew back and then down onto the woman's rear in counter tempo to his thrusts.
 
"Master!" Kaura cried out as Abel pushed into her once more, surging pleasure through her as he began to moan. He shoved in deep with each long thrust, moaning in pleasure as his hand began to pound her bottom. Each slap drove her mad, and she was panting in ecstasy, the sounds echoing down the caverns to Lorian. "Master!" She called again. "Harder, please! I want it to hurt again, like before... Please more!"

It was too much for Lorian to take. He paced back and forth across the cave, listening to HIS Kaura moan for that monster. His blood boiled, and ached to drive his fist into something, and shatter it to peices. He regretted ever letting her go. "He's not her mate." he growled. "He is her master... I will be her mate."
 
If only those pretty welts of her had not been healed. The vampire's hand came down harder each time, trading off one quickly reddened cheek for the other as he slammed into the elf. Soon her body was lurching forward with every blow and thrust--she would have a difficult time sitting comfortably after they were finished. Her bottom would most likely be bruised purple and blue from their copulation. Kaura's begging was perfect, her loud wanting driving him on, closer to his peak.

This was, however, her first overt admission of enjoying the pain of their coupling. It gave heart to the vampire, certain he had either discovered something previously unknown or developed the elf's tastes nicely.
 
Kaura grunted and moaned to every slap, her face flushed red from arousal and embarrassment. She thrust herself back into every slam, her body twitching each time Abel brought his hand back onto her, pounding away at the perfectly round globes of her ass. "Master!" She cried, arching back as he hit her, as he slammed into her... Her entire body quivered in anticipation, knowing her release was rapidly approaching. "Fuck!" She whimpered. "I'm... I'm... I'm gonna cum..." The last admission came as a brief whimper, unable to summon anymore sound than that as her pussy clenched tightly over Abel, squeezing and milking him for him cum as she cried out in joy, her body stiffening, before slumping forward against the rock, spent.
 
This time Kaura seemed so much more alive and active than she had in their previous encounters, begging and demanding the terms for her release. She had managed to feel completely comfortable, to lay herself completely bare, before Abel in this one way. It was beautiful for that reason, and when the vampire considered just how much his captive shared, he realized that she had confided in him a great deal. Between the dark, splintered moments of sadism unbridled and passion unfettered they had opened up to each other. I most likely have a closer look into Kaura's thoughts than most in her life have had.

After Abel came, the sudden release of a knot in his chest, he let himself fill her greedy, wanting snatch. That same watery load, thin and weak compared to one of the living's. The vampire slowly pulled the younger elf off of the rock to gently kiss her, his fingers just faintly brushing the quickly bruising marks on her rear. "That was stunning, Kaura." Clearly the vampire was pleased with the young woman, the slight purr in his voice difficult to disguise. He could not help but to kiss her again, another tender meeting of lips. Something occurred to him, another way to use Kaura to the fullest advantage. "Now it is time that you clean off your master with those luscious lips of yours."
 
Abel blew his load deep inside of her as he came, his watery seed filling her up, and dribbling out onto the rock below. She moaned softly, her body twitching slightly in ecstasy following her release as she panted against the rock. Her face was flushed, a satisfied smile on her lips. He drew her up, and she kissed him lightly, their lips meeting in tender passion as he stroked her bottom.

His request made her look up in confusion... He wanted her to take him.. In her mouth? But she was quick to remind herself that he had done it for her twice now, and it felt spectacular. "Yes master." She whispered, and sank onto her knees. She held his cock stead with one hand as she began to lick long and full across Abel, seeking out every drop of the strong tasting bodily fluids. "It's funny tasting." She whispered, but didn't stop lapping, trying to please him.
 
Abel's slowly shrinking member was quickly cleaned by the slave's eager attempts, leaving it ever so slightly moist from her saliva. Now your breath will reek of my jism while you spend all your time talking with Lorian. He'd have to be defective not to smell me all over you breath with the two of you walking so close together. Most of the time the vampire gloated internally since he had found that doing it out loud seemed to call for punishment from the gods fairly often. Not to mention, the less he talked the harder he was to know. The harder he was to know, the harder he was to betray.

The vampire petted Kaura's head, "That is very good. You are quite adept with your tongue." He leaned down and tore a chunk of moss from the ground. He reached between the young elf's thighs and brushed away some of the oozing mixture of their coupling. "Would you please go and grab our clothing then return with it?" It was a rhetorical question, one that was underlined with a kiss, one of the vampire's fingers hooked through the ring on her collar. He let her go after one last lingering kiss.
 
Kaura smiled when her master patted her head softly, rewarding her for doing her job well. She smiled at him slightly, and didn't offer a protest as he reached between her thighs and wiped away the moistness from their lovemaking. She stood slowly, and kissed him lightly back, letting their lips linger against the other before she bowed and hurried away. She picked up their clothing, holding them to her as she ran back, and handed his clothing to Abel as she pulled the gown back over herself, re-securing the gemmed buttons.
 
The vampire pulled his trousers on and pulled the tunic down over his head, replete in green, gray and the reddened leather of his sandals. Once Kaura had finished buttoning up her dress spun of light the vampire turned towards the entrance of the cave. "Come now. I think it is time we set off for the night. I am certain Lorian will have much to discuss with you." The vampire could not help but to chortle somewhat. Nothing hurt quite the same way as having the objection of your affection paraded around in front of you by another, a competitor, while you are powerful to remove yourself from the situation.

Is he powerless? What, exactly, do the duties of his position entail? The vampire considered this before breezily asking, "Any interesting dreams?"
 
Kaura finished dressing, smoothing down the front of her dress a few time before she stepped forward, grinning up at Abel for a moment. "Lorian?" She called into the cave. "Do you wish to help with the meal?"

Lorian stood, from deep inside the caves and stared forward, back to where he had left the fish and food. He moved past with a sad smile to Kaura, and picked up the fish, setting on the ground with a blade as he began to clean them for a meal, acting by all means as if nothing had happened.

"I didn't sleep, master." Kaura told him, walking to sit across from Janek, lighting a fire between them to cook the fish on. "My species usually sleeps at night, and spends the day in the sun."
 
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