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Elf love (TrisscarxAbbyLocke)

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The hustle and bustle of activity that surrounded the arrival of the mid summers fair lent an air of excitement to the normally peaceful valley of the southern dragon tribe. The set up of tents, shops on wheels and food carts slowly began to line up along the cleared areas.
The younger prince of the dragon tribe Erentante was perusing the soon to be open shops, making his way from the leather works and jewelry stations down to the more interesting set of wares. Every year a specific trader came to the fair, bringing with him the most exotic and hard to come by of merchandise. Elves. Ranging from the quite shy moon elf to the busty and erotic drow, Shur the snake demon always had the best. This year Erentante's father, Lord Arisugawa had instructed his youngest son to purchase himself a pleasing slave.
So that was what Erentante was going to do. He had long looked on with envy at the lines of beautiful elf wemon that were for auction, but until now his father had always denied him that pleasure. Now that he had been given the chance he wasnt going to waste it.
Arriving at Shur's caravan Erentante tapped on the tent post with his money bag, announcing his arrival in a way he knew was sure to get Shur's attention.
 
The mid-summer's fair was always one of the most hectic time of year for Shur's business. The most hectic and the most profitable. The southern lands, home of the ice dragon family, was always the best place to sell any type of slaves. Many dragons were notorious for easily getting bored with slaves and were constantly looking for a new toy to fit their fleeting fancy. That made it easy, and rewarding, to have a range of different slaves. Almost all of Lord Arisugawa's slaves had been purchased from Shur and he was extremely proud that the only dragon that had not bought from him was Erentante, the younger prince.
Shur almost sighed in disappointment, he had hoped that last year the prince would buy from him but alas, his father had restrained him again. He glanced through his list of slaves, making sure the prices and descriptions of each were clearly marked. It would not be good for his auctioneer to sell his slaves for less than they were marked. Shur glanced up from his papers at the sound of a bag of coins clinking against his tent. He frowned slightly, it was too soon for the auction to have started yet. Curious, and always eager for a chance to gain more wealth, he quickly walked to the entrance to see who could possibly have come early.
 
Erentante was waiting fairly impatiently for Shur to appear, he was eager to get first pick at the merchandise that the slaver had brought this year. When the thin, sallow skinned demon became visible the dragon prince wasted no time in getting straight to the point.

"My father has allowed me to peruse your wares this year. I want first pick. Full price paid of course."

Jingling the plump bag of coins just out of the greedy merchants reach, Erentante listened with half an ear to the fawning exclamations and eager to please 'draw in' speech that the snake gave him. Nodding at the right times he simply followed the slaver to the well guarded section of the caravan that housed the slaves on lines or in cages depending on their price and temperament. Looking over the slaves as they wisked past, the dragon prince waited for one to catch his eye or his nose for that matter. He didn't want a soiled dove. They passed the lower priced elf women and entered the 'best of the best' section. Here they were kept in gilded chains of fine metal and sat upon silk cushions. In the back of this section was the highest quality that had yet to be fully trained, these elves kept in sturdy but elegant cages. Each cage was decorated with silk colors that represented the element the occupant weilded. A shimmering flash of brilliant red silk caught Erentante's attention, as did the figure that was curled upon a large lounging pillow in the center of the cage.
 
Belina sighed softly as once again she waited to be displayed in front of the hungry eyes of many men. Shur was not the first slave trader to put her up for auction and he probably wouldn't be the last. He had bought her from the last trader cheaply because the last person to try and break her got burned. Badly. She knew her chances of being purchased this time was far greater than it had ever been, simply because she was in the land of the dragons. Many other demons have no interest for an unbroken slave while dragons fancies were much more varied.
Belina started to stretch slightly on her pillow when she heard the voice of the snake demon Shur drifting towards the general direction of her cage. His nearly incessant babbling raked on her nerves and she wondered what poor, unfortunate soul had the bad luck to get him on his latest rant. She propped herself up to look, her red curly hair flowing down around her shoulders and back. The brightness of her hair caused her to stand out among other elves but that was just the beginning of her differences. Her slightly tanned skin was easily overlooked compared to her rather large breasts. Being half drow half moon elf made things complicated. Most buyers wanted either or, not a mixture of both. She was too dark for a moon elf yet too light for a drow. Her breasts were far too large for moon elves yet too small for drows. She was... In between and no one wanted her because of that.
She looked in the direction of the snake, eyes widening slightly at the demon that walked next to him.
 
Erentante stopped walking, stepping up to the front of the captivating elf's cage. Shur hurriedly began listing off the particulars of the woman, hesitating when he explained her mixed heritage.
Ignoring the snake demons explanations Erentante moved closer to the bars of the cage, looking over the stunning elf looking back at him from the pillow on the floor.
The fact that she was half moon and half drow did not diminish her beauty in Erentante's eyes, it simply made her more of an exotic rarity. Slowly he looked her over, noting the red cascading tresses, caramel colored skin and large breasts. The fact that her element was fire only made her that much more desirable to him. Locking his gaze with the emerald orbs of the elf, Erentate simply tossed the bag of coins at Shur and opened the locked cage.
 
Belina swallowed and bit her lip slightly as the dragon stepped towards her. The sudden surge of desires caused her cheeks to flare with a deep blush as his very pleasing scent reached her. He was very attractive and she felt as if she was being drawn in by him. She let her eyes travel over him as she tried to suppress the urge to either completely submit to his every whim or to pin him down and ravage him herself. Belina couldn't decide whether she wanted him to buy her or not but the moment her eyes locked with him her heart skipped a beat. She hesitated as he opened the cage, fisting her hands in the pillow to stop from crawling to him like a puppy begging for his attention.
Shur gave her a stern look from behind the dragon, silently warning her to behave otherwise she wouldn't be bought and she would be severely punished.
Belina however, didn't noticed as she was far too fixated on her new dragon master. Her eyes widen as she unknowingly began to accept him as her master.
 
Erentante smirked slightly when he saw the change come over his new slave, admiring the view that her position gave him of her generous breasts and shapely body. Reaching down he offered his hand for her to take, not breaking eye contact with his lovlie new elf. When she gave him her hand he gently drew her to her feet and out of the cage.
"I am your new master, my name is Erentante."
His voice was low and rich, layered with deep overtones. Sure to make even the most frosty of women swoon just a little.
Drawing out a small leather bag Erentante revealed a delicately crafted collar of silver and pale leather. It was studded with emeralds and lined with dark silk. Lifting his elf woman's hair away from her neck he gently put the collar on, lightly running his fingers over the soft skin.
"Your name?"
 
Belina shivered slightly at the touch of his fingers and his smooth voice. She stared up at him, her lips parted in a breathless gasp. She knew that he had asked her a question yet for some reason she could not find the words to answer him. She brought her hand up to touch the collar on her neck, her fingers brushing against his accidentally.

"I..."

Shur frowned, quickly stepping forward to intervene, lest Erentante decided to forgo the purchase. He was not allow the little wench to ruin his chance to make three times what he was asking for her.

"She has never given a name sir. She is very stubborn and she does not behave very well."
 
Erentante turned and gave the snake demon one of his coldest glares, effectively shutting the annoying snake up.

"If you would give her a chance to speak then I would know her name. My presence is simply overwhelming her her because I am her master. So. Shut up and leave. I have paid you. Now go."

Turning back to his elf, Erentante smiled at her, his aura slowly moving around his slave like a blanket. He hadn't released her hand yet, slowly stroking her wrist soothingly.
 
Belina bit her lip again, looking up into his deep green eyes. Somewhere in the back of her mind she knew she probably shouldn't make eye contact but she really didn't care. She was too entranced with him. She started to relax as his aura enveloped her, the warmth and calmness loosening her tongue enough to quietly stutter her name.

"I..I'm Bel..Belina.."

She stepped a little closer to him, trying not to go submissively limp in his arms. Her gaze started to drift from his eyes to his lips as the heat from his body started to warm her even more than the summer sun. She swallowed slightly and hesitantly cupped his cheek with her hand, stroking over his smooth skin with her thumb.
Everything about him was drawing her in, and there was nothing she could do about it.
 
Not even bothering to contain his smirk at Belina' s ready submission to him, Erentante slowed her to touch his face, even going so far as to pull her against him and further smothering her in his aura and scent.

"Well Belina. Are you ready to leave?"

He knew she was staring at his lips, his suggestive scent wasn't alowing anything else to be thought of. He wanted her to be helplessly attracted to him, after all he washer master now.
 
His words were soft and gentle compared to the loud pounding of her heart. She tried to answer him but could only gasp as he pulled her against him. The conflicting sides of her mixed heritage caused confusion to mix in with her scent. Her body told her to press closer and lose herself in his scent while her mind told her she should resist him and not be so submissive.

"I...I'm r..ready.."

Her voice was unsure as her eyes closed and she struggled to subdue the side of her that wanted to resist him. Belina certainly did not want to get in trouble so soon, especially for not being able to make up her mind.
As the moon elf side of her gave in, she pressed closer to him. The confusion starting to disappear from her scent as she relaxed more into his arms. Belina opened her eyes and looked up at her new master, determination fully replacing the confusion.

"I am ready master."
 
Erentante allowed his gaze to soften a bit as he gazed down on his new elf. He understood that her two utterly conflicting heritage sides would cause some confusion at first, but he was quite pleased at how quickly she submitted to him anyway.
Leaning down he nipped her ear, letting a low rough purr rumble out of his chest to tell her that he was pleased.

"Very well. Shall we go and get you settled then?"

Keeping his arm around her waist, the dragon Prince proudly led away his new companion. Now he wouldn't feel quite so lonely during the nights in his father's unwelcomeing castle.
 
Very, very, very large.

Those were the only words to describe her master's rooms. Everything was exceedingly expensive and almost gaudy in appearance. Belina was afraid to even touch the silk sheets of the bed her master owned.
When he left earlier to inform his father of his purchase, he had told her to eat, bathe, and then sleep. The short yukata he had left even seemed to extravagant for her. Belina swallowed nervously and quickly glanced around for a more appropriate place for her to sleep. Besides the bed, the room she was in had no other furniture comfortable enough for sleeping. She glanced into his study. His desk was covered in scrolls and papers needing his attention, on the adjacent wall was his small, personal library. There were a few chairs for important guests to sir on but that was it. The sitting room that connected his rooms with the rest of the castle was also no good. It would be odd if a maid or someone coming to meet with her master walked in to see her sleeping on a couch when she should be in the bedroom.
She sighed heavily and went back into the bedroom. Glancing that the unnecessarily large bed, Belina opted for grabbing a pillow and curling up on the soft fur rug in front of the fireplace. She only hoped that he wouldn't be offended that she had not gotten on the bed or that she had snagged his pillow.
 
The talk with his father had gone well, a sadly rare occurrence for Erentante to experience. Usually it ended in him getting abuse screamed at him or a overly quiet 'discussion' over the last thing he had somehow done wrong. So for once he entered his rooms with a smile on his face instead of a scowl. Glancing about his rooms once however did bring a slight frown to his lips. His elf was not on the bed. He knew for a fact that she could not be sleeping anywhere else that would be even remotely comfortable, he has specifically told his servants to make it that way so that she would sleep on the bed.
Looking about he finally caught sight of the silken flames that were his Belina' s hair. Walking over to the curled form he knelt, scooping her gently into his arms and deposited her on the bed where he had wished her to be in the first place.
Gazing down on her sleeping face Erentante smiled slightly, his elf was certainly a beauty. He was immensely pleased with his purchase, even glad that she still had some spark of will left. A utterly obedient slave with no mind was rather boring after all. stripping himself of his outer garments, Eren layer down next to his slumbering elf, wrapping his arm around her waist and tucking her close to his body. Settling down the Dragon Prince decided to wait until she awoke to continue with his 'initiation' into his life, after all, an exhausted slave was no fun at all to play with and He wanted her to be fresh and energetic for what he had planned. Closing his eyes Erentante allowed himself to drift to sleep, dreaming of what pleasurable company his Belina would gift him with the next morning.
 
The soft heart beat and heat that radiated from her master made Belina cuddle even closer to him. She was afraid if she moved too much or made it known she was awake she would lose the comfort her sleeping master gave her. She wished she could fall back asleep, back into those oh so wonderful and intoxicating dreams that caused her to squirm slightly as heat throbbed through her. Belina let a soft sigh escape as she let herself relax more. The silk sheets were more comfortable than she could have imagined and she was secretly pleased that she was not left on the floor. The spike of lust and arousal in her master's scent caught her attention, opening her eyes carefully, she glanced up at him to find that not only was he still asleep but he must have been dreaming as well.
Blush colored her cheek as what he possibly could be dreaming about dawned on her. If he woke up aroused that meant that she was, probably, going to be deflowered.
Belina bit her lip, suddenly nervous at that possibility. She was a virgin, a fact that was often pointed out by the other slave girls. Of course, her master had to know that, he should have been able to smell that.
She sighed again and cuddled a bit closer to him. She would simply have to wait and see when he woke up.
 
When Erentante awoke it was near supper time. More importantly he realized what had awakend him was the grumbling of his elf' s belly.
chuckling softly the dragon Prince Sat up, letting the silken sheet he had pulled around the two of them pool at his waist.
glancing down at his pretending to be asleep slave Eren smiled, leaning down and nibbling along her neck teasingly.

"I know your awake Belina. I'm ready for dinner also. Let's get something to eat before we do anything...strenuous."

Rising from the bed, Eren stretched, allowing his slave a nice view of his sculpted upper body. Tugging his own dark red and black hair free from its tie he let it flow down around his shoulders, sighing softly at the feel. He was proud of his looks, being both masculine and tempting was a hard balance to keep.
 
Belina blushed and mewed softly at the feel of her dragon master's sharp fangs against the soft flesh of her neck. She opened her eyes to see him standing, displaying himself for her to look at. She ducked her head shyly when she realized that she had been staring at him.

"As you wish mater."

She quickly mumbled before getting to her feet in front of him. Glancing up at him, she admired how silky his hair looked.

"Master... If I may be so bold, I like your hair down."

She bit her lip and looked down, silently chastising herself for being an idiot. Belina tensed, obviously expecting to be punished for speaking out of turn.
 
Erentante smirked slightly at the embarrassed blush that adorned his slaves face, he knew she had been staring. He wanted her to.
Then it was his turn to blush as Belina complimented his hair, not many had taken the time to notice something so small about him before now.

"Thank you Belina. I like it down also. Are you ready to eat?"

He knew that she was expecting to be published for not asking to speak, but he really didn't care about that. He wasn't going to be as strict as some masters could be. He didn't want his slave terrified of him.
Gesturing for her to join him, Erentante made his way over to the table. A large pillow was set on the floor by his chair chair so that his slave could sit comfortably while still remaining in her proper place.
 
Belina nodded and followed him to the table, confusion making itself known by her puzzled expression. As she sat on the pillow she quickly pushed away her negative feelings in case her master changed his mind. Leaning slightly against his chair, she waited patiently, not expecting to get much food until he was finished with his meal. She was not so naive to think that she would get a full meal, even from the nicest of masters. It was a way that they controlled their slaves, a very effective way.
She smiled slightly to herself though, knowing that she had embarrassed him a bit by her compliment. For some reason, that knowledge greatly pleased her.
Belina closed her eyes as her master started eating and tried to breath through her mouth quietly, the smell of the food would make her even hungrier and she didn't want to disturb him again.
 
Digging into the meal set out in front of him, Erentante glanced down at his slave briefly. He knew that she was hungry and He had every intention of feeding her well. But. He couldn't let himself be seen as weak lest his new slave try to take advantage if his kindness.
When he had eaten his fill the dragon lifted Belina into his lap, nuzzling her gently. Lifting a forkfull of food to her lips he smiled encouragingly at her, waiting for her to eat.
When she had he handed her the fork and gestured to the rest of the plate.

"Eat what you can."
 
Belina blushed when he lifted her to his lap, hesitantly taking the offered fork.

"Th...thank you master."

She tried to eat as quickly as possible without making herself sick, she didn't want to miss an opportunity for so much food. Not to mention his scent quietly told her not to take too long, for he obviously wanted his needs fulfilled.
As much as she tried to hurry she couldn't help but savor the rich food just a bit. It was better than anything she had ever had and she didn't want to rush through it almost as much as she knew she needed to. Belina glanced back at her master, making sure that he wasn't getting agitated at her lack of hastiness. She relaxed a bit when she noticed that his scent was only gently urging her to continue a bit quicker but there was no trace of irritation.
 
Erentante was only becoming mire pleased with his elf the more he saw of her personality. Watching her attempt to hurry and eat was amusing, but fir now he was content to simply relax with his fetching slave on his lap.
Running his fingers idly down Belina' s smooth back and inspecting her up close was enough to occupy his time, he was enjoying having her so close.
Sending a soothing pulse through his aura Eren slowly rubbed patterns into her skin, hoping to further relax her.

"You don't need to rush eating, I'm in no hurry. Enjoy your meal"

Leaning forward slightly he kissed her neck, savoring the scent that she gave off. He was looking forward to sampling his slave soon.
 
She blushed slightly at the feel of his aura surrounding her. Belina forced herself to relax into his touch, enjoying the gentle massage-like rubbing he was doing on her back, however his scent made her squirm slightly in anticipation.

"Yes master."

She managed to mew out as he kissed her neck and she allowed herself to slow down and enjoy the food she was given. She sighed softly in delight as she consumed the last bite of food, completely satisfied of any hunger. Well, hunger for food.
Sipping at her glass of water, she glanced back at him again, making sure that she wasn't doing anything she wasn't supposed to.
 
Erentante purred softly at the mewing Belina emitted, he already loved her voice and was eager to hear more of it. When he noticed that she was done with the food he smiled at her, encouraging her to finnish the water. It would be some time before he allowed her off the bed long enough to go and get such needs taken care of. Now that they were both finished it was time for some fun.
Lifting Belina in his arms, Eren walked back over to the expansive bed and set her in the middle on top of the sheets. Stripping himself fully, he pinned his slave to the bed beneath him, caging her in his arms. A predatory smirk graced his lips, and a hunters gleam had appeared in his eye. He was going to enjoy having his pure little elf, of that much he was certain.
 
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