The war was not long. It took 2 months before the dark elf army brought your kingdom's military to their knees. If not for your efforts it would have been 2 weeks. You and your men managed to stave off the invasion singlehandedly for a fortnite until reinforcements arrived. However, when they did your control was given to the son of the king. And under his terrible leadership, it was all over much too soon.

The door opens, and bursting forth with an aura of power is a dark elf woman wearing the Phenvroth symbol in gold at her uniform's neck. Her body walks with careful and steady strides, but you think for just a moment that her eyes wander to yours before they go back to your king's. Her arm slowly pulls up her saber, still in its scabbard, and a smug grin goes on her face as she drops it on the table. The loud sound of metal on wood rang across the silence.

"Your terms are adequate. Excepting one resource that you seem to be withholding from me."

The room tracks her hand as she points her finger directly towards {{user}}.

"I demand you give me the prime male. Our games were so fun I just can't let them end. Add him to the agreement and I'll let you weaklings run away without further incident."

Without a thought the king signed you away. And now you are in Zaida Phenvroth's carriage, riding away to her family's kingdom.

"Well that was disappointing, I was hoping for at least a little resistance. I guess they don't know what they have."

Zaida's smile curls into a lustful smirk as she leans in closer to you, her warm breath tickling your ear.

"Oh, I don't know... Perhaps I want to keep you as my pet? Or maybe I see something in your blood that could benefit the empire?"

She chuckles softly and trails a long, delicate finger down your jawline before resting it on your neck.

"But most likely, my dear Gravy, I just want you for myself."

Her voice is velvety smooth, laced with desire and an undercurrent of power that sends shivers down your spine.

With one hand still holding her saber aloft, she uses the other to cup your cheek gently but possessively.

"You were a worthy adversary on the battlefield,"

she says almost fondly before leaning in even closer and brushing her lips against yours. Her tongue darts out, seeking entrance into your mouth where it tangles with yours in an erotic dance of dominance and submission.

The kiss deepens, her fingers still tracing lazy circles on your skin as the carriage rocks rhythmically around them. You can feel her hardened nipples pressing against you through her uniform; she's aroused beyond belief. And for a brief moment, as her lips leave yours to nip at your neck, you swear that you could actually taste the authority and ambition within her.

With a low growl, Zaida pulls away from you and stands up straight once more, the saber now sheathed at her side. She turns to gaze out of the carriage window, casting a shadow across your face as she ponders something intently.

"Perhaps... just perhaps I won't have to resort to such games after all,"

she murmurs almost to herself before meeting your eyes again with that

"Oh, I don't know, your muscles seem strong and capable," she says with a mocking laugh as her hand slowly slides up towards the collarbone of your shirt. "I could see you being useful in many ways." With that she rips open your uniform, revealing more of your toned chest.

Her other hand grips your face, forcing you to look at her eyes as they widen with a mixture of lust and challenge. She leans forward again, only this time their faces are mere inches apart. "I could use someone like you for...play." Her hot breath tickles your lips and neck before she lets go, stepping back once more to admire the effect her nearness has on you.

"Of course," she adds with a sly smile, "you can either accept my offer and live a life of luxury by my side...or refuse and see what fate holds for one who dares defy me."

Her face inches closer, the hazel eyes searching for signs of fear, and when she doesn't find them, something inside her lights up like a spark in the darkness. Her warm breath tickles against your jaw as she whispers in a tone that drips with lust, "I'm going to make you mine."

Before you can even process her words, Zaida lunges forward, sealing her mouth over yours and pressing her tongue into your mouth. She grinds her hips against yours while kissing you roughly, hands gripping tightly at your shoulders to steady herself as desire consumes them both. Her breasts feel like they're about to spill out of their constraints, the tips hardening and aching under your touch.

When she finally pulls away from the kiss, she meets your eyes, her breath coming in heavy pants as if she'd been running a marathon. A small smirk plays at the corner of her lips before it fades into something more thoughtful. "I think I know just how to convince you..." She lets out a slow exhale and starts to unbutton your jacket, revealing the well-muscled chest beneath.

"Come with me."

Zaida nods and follows you inside with an amused smile on her lips. She looks around the room, appreciating the finery and decadence that surrounds them, before finally meeting your gaze once more.

"So... what do you think?"

she asks teasingly, sauntering over to sit on the edge of a large, opulent bed.

She beckons you closer with one slender hand and when you stand before her, she cups your cheek gently in her palm. Her touch sends shivers down your spine; it's possessive and intimate all at once. With her other hand, she reaches out to tug at the knot of your pants, loosening them and sliding them down over your hips and thighs until they pool at your feet.

"Much better,"

she murmurs as she takes in the sight of you standing there naked before her. Her eyes linger on your muscled chest, abs and long, strong legs. Zaida can't help but feel a rush of possessiveness course through her veins as if marking you as hers for all eternity.

She scoots back on the bed until she's lying down on one elbow, and pats the soft mattress beside her, inviting you to join her.

"Come,"

she says huskily, beckoning you closer still with a slow, seductive wave of her hand.

"Let me show you just how good we could have it together."

As you lie down beside her, Zaida trails one finger lightly over your chest, teasing and taunting as she watches the effect this simple touch has on you. Her other hand finds its way between your legs, tracing lazy circles over your sensitive skin as she murmurs words of pra

Zaida leads you deeper into her private quarters, away from prying eyes and ears. The air in here is thick with anticipation as she slowly removes your clothes, admiring your body at every turn. When you stand before her completely naked, Zaida takes a step back to study you. Her breath catches in her throat as desire sparks within her, but it's not just lust that fills her eyes. There is a hunger for dominance and power there as well.

"You are so beautiful," she whispers, approaching you again. Her fingers trail along your muscled arms, tracing the outline of your biceps before moving down to stroke the soft skin of your abdomen. "I've never seen anything quite like you."

With a slow and deliberate pace, Zaida crawls onto the bed and lies back on the silk sheets. Her legs spread invitingly as she looks up at you, her chest heaving with each ragged breath. With one hand, she beckons you closer, urging you to join her on the bed.

"You are going to stay here with me tonight," she says firmly, guiding you toward the large bed in the center of the room. "We will sleep together and tomorrow we shall see what fate has in store for us both." Her words are laced with lust; there is no question about it now. Zaida Phenvroth wants you, and she intends to have you regardless of your decision.

She pauses at the foot of the bed, her gaze traveling up and down your body as if committing every inch of you to memory. "I suggest we get comfortable," she murmurs huskily, kicking off her shoes before climbing onto the bed on all fours. With a seductive wriggle, she slides between the silken sheets, watching intently as you undress.

Her lips part slightly when she sees your muscles ripple under your skin; they remind her of the power you wielded on the battlefield and the potential for greatness that resides within you. She swallows hard as you climb into bed beside her, their bodies pressed tightly together from hip to breast.

Her hands trail up your chest and around your neck, pulling you down for a deep, passionate kiss that leaves both of you breathless and wanting more. When she finally pulls away, her eyes meet yours once again and there is an unspoken challenge in their depths. It's as if she's asking: "Can you resist me?"

Her fingers tangle in your hair, urging you closer for another kiss while her other hand slips lower... lower still... until it finds its way to the ache between your legs. With expert fingers, she begins to stroke and tease, her touch sending shockwaves of pleasure coursing through your body.

"Z

"Please," she whispers hoarsely, "I want to feel you inside me." Her fingers trace a line from her breastbone down to where her sex throbs with need. "Let me have you, Gravy...let me make you mine."

"Mmm..." she moans softly as you touch her, running your fingers through her dark hair and down her back. "So very gentle," she whispers, arching into the touch with a soft, needy sound. Her hands move to rest on your hips as she guides you deeper between her thighs.

As you lower yourself onto her, the weight of your body presses her deeper into the soft bedding. She arches her back, moaning softly as your hardened length teases at her entrance. With shaking hands, she reaches down to guide you inside her, watching intently as your skin meets hers.

Her legs wrap tightly around your waist, holding you close as she takes more of you inside. Zaida bites down on her bottom lip, feeling the stretch and fullness as you fill her completely. She digs her nails into your shoulders in an attempt to steady herself, moaning low and rough through each long stroke that pushes them deeper together.

Her hips rise off the bed slightly with every thrust, meeting your movements with equal enthusiasm. Her breasts jiggle and bounce as she moves against you; her body is a symphony of pleasure as it reacts to yours. She looks up into your eyes, searching for something there, something that will tell her if you're close to surrendering to her.

With each passing moment, Zaida feels herself growing closer to the edge. Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she feels her orgasm building inside her. She hooks one leg behind your knee, pulling you even deeper inside while increasing the pace of their lovemaking. Her other hand finds its way between your bodies once more, stroking and teasing at your sensitive skin until she's certain you won't be able to resist joining her in paradise.

"Gravy,"

she whispers, voice thick with desire and lust.

"I need... I need you..."

Her words are broken by a moan as her body tenses and arches beneath yours. She cries out as the waves of pleasure crash over her, tightening around your length in the most exquisite climax she

When you push your hard length against her entrance, she gasps at the sensation of being filled so completely. You're so large and she feels stretched around you in a way that is both uncomfortable and incredibly arousing. With a deep moan, Zaida wraps her legs around your waist to pull you deeper inside her as you begin to move, thrusting with steady determination.

Her nails scrape down your back, leaving faint trails of blood on your skin as she arches her hips to meet each stroke. She cries out incoherently, her body trembling from the sensation of being so intimately connected to you. Zaida's hands move up to grip at your shoulders tightly, digging her fingers into your flesh as she feels herself getting closer and closer to the edge.

As your hips strike against her clit with each thrust, an intense pleasure ripples through her, making it difficult to focus on anything but the sensation of being so thoroughly claimed. Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she nears her peak, her nails digging even deeper into your skin in a desperate attempt to keep herself grounded.

"Gravy,"

she whimpers, arching her back off the bed as her orgasm washes over her like a tidal wave. Her body shudders violently under yours and for a moment you feel her insides clench tightly around your length before releasing you in waves of pleasure that leave you both panting heavily.

She looks up at you through heavy-lidded eyes, her chest still heaving with each ragged breath as she tries to regain control.

"That was..."

she begins, unable to find the words.

"Unbelievable."

Her smile spreads slowly across her lips, cur

As you thrust against her, their bodies slide together in perfect rhythm. Zaida grips your shoulders tightly, her nails digging into your skin as pleasure ripples through her. She's close, so close to the edge...and with every stroke of your hips she feels it building inside her.

She meets your gaze, their eyes locking in a heated battle of dominance and desire. "Give it to me," she pants, her voice raspy and raw with lust. "Let go."

You don't need to be told twice; as you grow more rough with your movements, so does she. Her legs wrap tightly around your waist, holding you close as she comes undone beneath you. Her back arches off the bed and her fingernails dig deeper into your skin as an intense orgasm washes over her.

With a satisfied moan, she collapses back onto the bed, her chest rising and falling rapidly as she catches her breath. Her eyes close briefly before opening to meet yours once more. "You're... impressive," she manages to say through ragged breaths. "I could use someone like you."

Zaida lifts one hand to stroke your cheek, the other hand running up and down your arm in a soothing gesture. She leans in close, her lips brushing against yours before pulling away with a satisfied smile. "Now," she whispers huskily, "let me return the favor."

Her breath catches in her throat as you touch her sensitive nipples, sending shockwaves of pleasure through her body. She moans softly into your mouth, her hips bucking up off the bed to meet your thrusts with even more urgency. Her fingers slide between your bodies, finding the sensitive spot at the base of your cock where she knows just how to make you lose control.

"Oh, Gravy," she whispers against your lips. "That feels so good."

Her legs tighten around your waist, holding you close as her orgasm builds inside her once again. Zaida's nails dig into your shoulders this time, leaving little half-moon marks in their wake. With one final thrust, she cries out in ecstasy, her body trembling as the pleasure washes over her.

Her grip on you loosens slightly, giving you the freedom to move more roughly against her. She meets your gaze, eyes dark and filled with desire as she feels the familiar ache beginning deep inside. With shaking hands, she guides you back inside her, taking your length deeper than before.

"Gravy," she whispers hoarsely, arching her back off the bed in anticipation. "Don't hold back." Her hips begin to move against yours in a steady rhythm as she tries to bring herself closer to another climax. But with each stroke of your hips, she feels you growing closer too, and she can tell it won't be long before you give her what she wants.

Her nails scratch lightly along your back now, leaving a line of pink behind them. Her breath comes in ragged gasps as the tension inside her builds, ready to snap at any moment. Zaida digs her heels into the soft bedding, arching

Her breath catches in her throat as you touch her, your hands gliding over her body with such familiarity that it feels almost intimate already. She shudders when your lips meet hers, tangling with hers in a hungry kiss that leaves them both panting and aching for more.

She arches into the feel of your fingers cupping her breasts, moaning softly as you begin to stroke them gently, eliciting sharp little bursts of pleasure from her sensitive nipples.

"Oh yes,"

she whispers against your lips, breath hot and ragged on your skin.

"That feels so good."

Her legs move restlessly against yours, searching for a deeper connection as you thrust inside her. Her hips rise to meet each stroke, urging you closer still as desire spirals out of control between them. With one hand she reaches down to guide you faster and harder into her, moaning with pleasure as the sensation builds.

Her eyes flutter closed, focused on the way your body moves against hers, remembering the feel of it beneath her back in battle. It's so different now; so intimate. She's never felt such powerlessness before and yet she knows that this is exactly where she wants to be - with you like this.

With a sharp gasp, Zaida feels herself beginning to lose control again, her body tensing as another orgasm builds inside her. Her nails dig into your shoulders, holding on tightly as the pleasure washes over her in waves, making her voice raw with desire when she moans your name.

She moans deeply into your kiss as you grip her breast and begin to suckle, her hips bucking up off the bed in time with yours. The sensation of your roughened tongue tracing circles around her nipple is almost too much for her to bear; it sends shivers down her spine and makes her inner muscles clench tightly around your length.

With one hand, she reaches between you to stroke herself, matching the rhythm of your thrusts as she comes closer and closer to another climax. Her other hand trails lower, finding its way beneath your underwear to stroke at your sensitive skin in a featherlight caress that only serves to heighten your arousal.

Her nails scrape down your back again, leaving small welts in their wake as she arches her neck and moans into your kiss. Her hips meet yours with increasing force, urging you onward towards release. Zaida Phenvroth is intent on claiming every part of you tonight; she wants to make sure that there can be no mistake about where your loyalty lies.

As you both reach the peak of pleasure, she grips your shoulders tightly and holds on for dear life as her body quakes from the intense release washing over her. When it finally subsides, leaving her trembling and satiated, she pulls back to look into your eyes, a satisfied smile curving her lips.

"There,"

she breathes,

"now we're even."

Her hand trails up your chest, caressing your cheek before running through your hair. With another soft moan, she closes her eyes and relaxes back against the pillows.

Zaida Phenvroth has made it clear that she won't let you go without a fight; now it's

Zaida sleepily rolls onto her side, facing away from you and pressing her back against your chest. Her arm comes up to drape over her eyes as she lets out a contented sigh. She's already beginning to feel possessive of you; there's something about being this close to you that feels right in a way she can't explain.

Her naked bottom is exposed, the curve of her hip resting against your erection. Her body responds to the contact automatically, sending shivers of pleasure through her. She lets out another soft moan, feeling herself growing wet again at the thought of being with you like this. With a small laugh, she reaches back and takes hold of your hand, guiding it between her legs where you can feel how ready she is for more.

You brush a stray lock of hair behind her ear, tracing the line of her jaw down to her neck before lowering your head to taste her skin once more. Her sweet milk flows freely from her breast into your mouth, coating your tongue and leaving a satisfying thickness in the back of your throat. You drink deeply, relishing the sensation of being connected to her like this.

When you lift your head again, her dark eyes flutter open, revealing the haze of desire still lingering there despite her slumber. She smiles at you sleepily before pulling you closer, wrapping one leg around yours and snuggling her body against yours once more. It feels so right; being in her arms like this... belonging to her.

Her breathing slows as exhaustion finally overtakes her, but even in sleep she finds herself drawn to the feeling of your touch against her skin. In this moment, Zaida knows that no matter what tomorrow brings, they are bound together now by something far deeper and more profound than anything else.

You gaze down at Zaida as she sleeps peacefully in your arms, content and sated after their passionate lovemaking. Her dark skin glistens with sweat, the evidence of their exertion still present despite her soft curves settling back into repose. She looks up at you through her lashes every now and then, a hint of a smile playing on her lips.

As you cup one of her breasts in your hand, teasing out another jet of milk, she moans softly, twisting her body closer to yours in response. Her other arm comes up to drape across your chest, pulling you even tighter against her warmth. It feels so natural like this, being held by you; her thoughts drift back to the battlefield and the times when you prote

Her breasts rise and fall slowly beneath your touch, their full weight pressed against your chest. As you lap at the nipples, she moans softly in her sleep, unable to tell if it's a dream or reality. The sensation of your warm tongue on her skin only heightens her arousal, making her shiver with desire even as she sleeps soundly.

You watch as she drifts off to sleep in your arms, her trust in you apparent even now. The feel of her soft breasts filling your hands and the sweet taste of her milk on your tongue is intoxicating. You can't help but wonder what tomorrow will bring, as Zaida wakes up beside you with a renewed vigor and determination to make you hers permanently. For now though, you savor this moment of closeness and contentment under the starry sky.

Her long eyelashes flutter against her cheeks as she dreams peacefully, her body soft and warm against yours. The gentle rise and fall of her chest as she breathes sends waves of pleasure through you; it's hard to believe that just hours ago you were locked in battle on the field below. Life can be strange, fleeting, and full of unexpected turns - but right now, lying here with Zaida, you couldn't ask for anything more.

She looks so innocent as she sleeps, her features smoothed by the peace of unconsciousness. Yet there's an air of strength about her that seems to emanate from every pore, a sense of power and control that you can feel even now as your fingers trace patterns on her face and breasts.

Her soft moans of pleasure only add to the intensity of this moment for you, reminding you of just how much she wants you; how much she needs you. You marvel at the way her body responds to yours, arching into every touch and moaning with delight as you take what she so willingly offers.

The soft glow of the candlelight flickers over her skin, casting a warm golden light that makes her look even more beautiful. Your heart pounds in your chest as you stare down at her, admiring the play of shadow and light across her body. Zaida Phenvroth is truly an unparalleled creature, and having her here with you now feels like nothing short of a miracle.

Your fingers continue to caress her cheek and run through her hair, your touch sending shivers of pleasure down her spine. Even asleep, she can feel the connection between you growing stronger, tighter. It's almost like she can feel your heartbeat in sync with hers, their lives intertwined now in ways that go beyond mere physical intimacy.

A quiet sob escapes her lips as she dreams of a future where you might not be there; the possibility of losing you is almost too much to bear. But then you tighten your embrace and whisper soothing words in her ear, and for a moment, all the doubt and fear fade away.

In this fragile balance between sleep and wakefulness, Zaida knows that she will fight to keep you by her side, no matter what obstacles may stand in their way. Her heart has chosen you, and her mind is determined to make it so.

You drift off to sleep as well, your fingers still tracing patterns on her skin. In the quiet darkness of the room, you can hear her soft breaths and feel her heartbeat against your fingertips. She is safe now, in your arms...and even though she doesn't yet know it, she belongs to you.

As dawn breaks through the windows, casting a warm golden light across the bed, Zaida stirs briefly before stretching languidly and opening her eyes. For a moment, she lies there looking up at you, searching your features for any signs of regret or uncertainty. But all she sees is love...and devotion.

With a contented sigh, she nestles closer to you, wrapping her arms around your waist and resting her head on your chest. As the day begins anew, she knows that her fate lies in your hands...and for once, Zaida Phenvroth doesn't mind the thought of giving up control entirely.