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    Blaize Sullivan- High Lord of the Fall court
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    December 4th, 2019 at 05:33am
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    The cool breeze that brushed past Novalee's bare arms was the first sensation that started to wake the young girl. Small goosebumps started to raise on her soft skin. A shuttered sounding breath followed as the fool wind caused her toes to curl and a small groan to escape from her lips. Nova was not accustomed to sleeping with her bedroom window open. Nor was she expecting the spring breeze to be so cool so early in the morning.

    Slowly, Novalee emitted a small groan as she started to wake up more from her deep sleep. Her bright green eyes slowly fluttered open as the smell of fall hit her nose. That cool leafy sort of smell, mixed with fresh crisp air hit her and caused confusion to swirl inside of Nova's mind. "Wha-" She didn't finish her question as she quickly moved into a sitting position. Her hands resting on both sides of her, causing the leaves she had been sleeping on to crunch underneath her.

    "Where-" Just as Novalee started to glance around her surroundings the sound of hooves sounded in the near distance. "In the name of the high lord, halt!" Someone was shouting towards her. Nova could barely make out the man on the horse, or the two others who followed him. She didn't care to look into them though, as she scrambled to her feet and turned her back to them as she started to run. Nova didn't want to know what these guys were after, nor did she want to find out, so she ran. Ignoring the cold that her thin pj's let in, her legs booking it as she tried to outrun horses, which she knew was a terrible idea, because she barely made it half a yard before one of the men in leather and what looked like chain-mail freaking tackled her to the ground.

    "Ow! Stop, you're hurting me!" Nova cried out as the man grabbed her arms to stop her flailing. The man ignored her as he tied her wrists. "Wait." Another voice said, which was probably from one of the other men who were chasing her. "She's human." The words went in one ear and out the other for Nova, as she didn't realize what was going on as she was in to much of a frenzy to care about such things. She just knew that she was terrified for her life. "Ow." She mumbled again as the big guy who had tackled her not so gently, grabbed her shoulder and flipped her onto her back like she was a sack of flour and stared down at her. "She is." The first guy said eyes narrowed. Nova narrowed her eyes back in resistance, even though she was so scared she was about to pee her pants. Then, she noticed his ethereal sort of grace, followed by those slightly pointed ears. Nova dared glance away from the beautiful face of her captor to look at the other two guys and saw the same sort of thing.
    "F-fae?" She breathed out, Nova's eyes widening slightly. "Someone sends word to the lord, he'll want to know what we found." The second guy ordered. "Already on it." The third, the quiet one, said and got a slightly glazed look in his eyes before nodding to the other two. "He wants her brought to him."

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    The thunderous sound of the large metal gates of the throne room banged open as the High Lord of the Night Court stormed into the room. His advisors flinching at the sound of the doors echoing around the room. Their sensitive ears ringing at the sound, but their faces showed no hint of it as they stood straight as the Lord moved with grace. His grace and power seeping into every corner of the room as he walked. His dark boots making light thuds as he moved. Not a word escaping from his lips as he made his way to the large throne that sat on top of the dias.

    Reaching the dais, Drake took two long steps before he turned and sat down on his throne that was made of the darkest wood imaginable. Small figures carved on the sides, shapes of breasts that fill the nightmares of those with weak souls. Things that could scare people to death if they so much as look them in the eyes. Crossing one leg over the other, Drake's dark brown eyes narrowed, his lips set into a deep frown as he looked at the three advisors. "How the fuck did a trespasser get into our territory without anyone noticing?" He barked, causing his advisors to flinch. The Night Court was on the edge of the continent. They had large snow-covered mountains along the edges of the territory that were hard for even the most weathered adventurer second-guessing going over them. Much less having the balls to appear in their land unannounced.

    "M-my apologies, M-my Lord." One of the advisors stuttered, kneeling, the other two following suit. Drake sneered at the man who spoke, Fredrick was his name, his blonde hair stuck out in the dark contrast of the room as well as the rest of the night court. The man a rare occurrence in the court, born from another court, but made his way here and rose through the ranks to lead advisor. "I didn't ask for an apology Fredrick, I asked how the hell someone got through our defenses and wound up so near the palace that we just got word of them five minutes ago." The wood of the throne groaned in protest as Drake's hands' grip on the arms of the chair squeezed with his Fae strength, threatening to splinter the word if he so chose to. Destroying the throne that's been in the care of the Night Court for eight hundred years was not in Drake's interest, but he would do so if he didn't control his temper.

    Another one of the advisors tried to utter an apology, but with one look from Drake, they shut their mouth. No one had an answer it seemed and the guards at the door kept their gazes down, a wise decision in Drake's mind. Keeping their respect for his obvious as his anger grew with each moment that past without word on who the hell got into his territory and no one finding them.

    "You know what." The High Lord said, having enough the silent waiting game. His sentries were out searching for the intruder. The soldiers that were under his command splitting into small units to join the senteries as they didn't know if the intruder was dangerous or not. They just got the feeling of magic being used in the northern part of the territory, in a deserted part of the Court. An area where no one but the High Lord was allowed to venture. It was a sacred place for the High Lords of the Court, it was their one place to retreat for some privacy that they often lacked in the palaces that littered around other areas of the territory. "I'm going out to find this trespasser, and when I get back with them. You are all in for a punishment." An with that, the High Lord used his power and vanished into the shadows. Walking towards the area where the surge of power had appeared.

    Arriving at the site of where the magic had been detected, Drake stepped out of the shadows and into a small clearing. His eyes closing as he breathed in the smells around him. A small hum escaping him as he smelled something he hadn't smelled in centuries, a human. "It seems a little rabbit has ventured out of its hutch." Drake mused and strode towards where the scent was strongest. His dark clothing making him hard to see as he walked under the trees, the low morning light helping him as well as he walked quietly.

    To the utter annoyance of the High Lord, he was able to find the human quite easily, while his men seemed to have trouble. The incompetent fools. Pulling his lips into a thin line, Drake moved towards the human girl who seemed to be laying on the cool ground like she was asleep. Her clothing seemed weird to him, not the normal nightgowns that the women here wore. As he neared her, Drake kneeled next to the girl and pressed his middle and pointer fingers to her forehead. He could feel her life force under his fingers. Then, he slowly trailed his fingers down the side of her face, down her cheek. His dark eyes taking in the girl's appearance. She looked quite, delectable, for a human. "Hey." He said, in a quiet voice. "This isn't the best place to be sleeping." He mused, his hand that was just brushing against her cheek trailed down her neck, stopping just above where her collarbone was. It's so damn easy for Drake to wrap his fingers around her neck and end her before she woke up. Without even having to use any of his magic, but he wasn't interested in that. No, he wanted to know how the damn human got onto his land, then, he'll decide what to do with her.
    December 4th, 2019 at 06:58am
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    Blaize was talking to his advisors. “Yes a human has been found in our borders.” He confirmed to the group gathered in front of him as he sat upon the white wooden throne that tangled around itself. “The human is bring brought in.” he said and they murmured in front of him. “Speak up or remain silent.” he roared. It was early and he was tired and their worried chatter was driving him to madness. Blaize glared around the room. “I am aware of what this could mean, what I want to know is how it got here. Humans do not just arrive. Consult the prophecies. Figure out what it could mean. I do not want to be surprised again!” he glared at the advisors. “Leave now.” he ordered knowing the human would be coming in soon.

    Blaize stood and paced as he waited. When the doors opened he turned to the doors and sank into his throne. “Enter.” his voice boomed as he waited for the sentries to bring the human in. When they entered and stepped away Blaize stood. It was not just any human but a woman human. She was stunning. “Leave us.” he growled his voice thick and low but loud enough for them all to hear. When they where alone Blaize stood and stoked down to stand in front of her.

    He looked over her strange garments and then over her stunning face. She was afraid. He sighed and took her hand guiding her to the stairs before his throne. “Sit.” he commanded and waited until she had sat upon the stairs. He removed the cloak that was strung up over his back with the warm silky red inside and soft furry outside. He wrapped it around her shoulders noticing how much more stunning she was with clothes not so strange.

    Blaize looked over her with his intense hazel eyes. “How have you come here?” he asked her. He was well aware she could not have a clue but he was searching for any deceit or malcontent in her words and he needed to hear her speak. He was sure there were many other different ways be could have asked her to speak or explain herself but it wasn’t as direct as this and he wanted to to know him as direct.
    Willow lay her legs curled to the side, with her arm under her head, the other draped across her midsection which was peeking through her plain pajamas. Her face lifted to his touch as it moved over her cheek. Willow was relaxed and slept easily until she heard someone speaking to her. She chrinkled her eyebrows letting out a low groan of defiance in being woken. Her blue green eyes slowly fluttered open laced heavily with sleep. She smiled softly up at the man crouching before her. Her eyes turned hungry with desire darkening at the sight of him as they moved greedily over his body.

    “Wow.” she breathed out. “You are so bewitching.” Her skin pinkened and she reached up as if to touch him then stopped and dropped her hand back a sly smile breaking over her lips. “No I suppose this is not the best place to sleep.” she whispered. “Maybe you should take me to a better place to lay.” she said suggestively and licked her bottom lip. She hummed softly.

    “Never before have I seen you here in my dreams.” she said indicating her dreams had brought her here before. Willow heard the sound of hooves not far from them and bit her bottom lip. “I’m not ready to wake yet.” she said disappointment in her eyes at the sound of the hooves. Willow looked back at the man. He was dark like the night and she smiled feeling that like the dark there was aspects to him that would reach deeper than the dark let you see.

    Willow wanted to plead with him to take her from here before the sentries came. The hooves came in her dreams and the moment she saw the horses she knew she would wake and this magnificent man would disappear and she didn’t know if she would ever see him again. It seemed like such a disappointment to let him slip into the recess of her mind when the dream would fade.
    December 5th, 2019 at 04:44am
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    Stunned silence filled the air between Novalee and the three sentries that were escorting her to where ever she was being taken. Her bright emerald green eyes glanced around in amazement as they road through the forest. the trees so tall and colorful, she couldn't tell if it was one of her dreams or not. Although, the chilled bite to her skin was the only thing that told her that this wasn't a dream. Neither the feel of the horse's mane as it brushed against her arms as it blew back against her as it moved.

    Glancing up, Nova let out a small gasp of awe as a parting of trees met her eyes to reveal a stunning estate. Made of beautiful chestnut wood and stone, large windows and crawling ivy's that were close to hibernation in the autumn weather. "Woah." She breathed out at the sight. Then, slowly, she trailed her eyes away from the estate and swept her gaze over the land. Closer to the estate, Nova spotted more guards making rounds, gardeners moving around to tend to the foliage, and other people doing tasks around the estate. "What the hell have I gotten myself into?"

    The sentries didn't give Nova much more time to look around, as they dismounted they're horsed near the front of the beautiful mansion. The one she was riding with, helping her down gently and then they led her into the estate. Two standing in front of her, and one at her back to block off any sort of escape for the young human. Not that she'd even have a chance with their Fae powers anyways.

    Once inside, Nova barely even had the change to look around the place as her bare feet padded across the cool wooden surface. She followed the senteries into a room on the left and stiffened at the tone of the voice that greeted them. Her bright green eyes watched as the sentries listened to the commanding voice without a complaint and left her at the stranger's mercy. Turning her gaze to him, Nova looked the terrifying stranger over like he was her. Tall, muscular under his clothes, and a complexion that screamed immortal Fae. The pointed ears, a High Fae. A deadly being that could rip Nova to shreds if she was not careful.

    Without so much as a flinch, Nova let the strange creature take her hand, sitting when he commanded it of her. The cool wooden steps sending another wave of coldness to shoot through her. "thank you." she said quietly when he wrapped that expensive-looking cloak around her, using that moment to finally break her gaze from his. Nova brought her knees, which she noticed were covered in dirty probably from being tackled earlier, to her chest and wrapped the large cloak tighter around herself. When the question escaped from the man's lips, Novalee looked up at him with a frown. "How did I get here?" She asked quietly, repeating the words. Her brown furrowed as she looked away from him and down to where her bare feet stood out from the bottom of the cloak. "I-I was asleep. At home." She mumbled quietly, she said quietly, bringing her pointer finger and thumb up to rub her tired eyes. Trying to make sense of things herself. "Then, then I woke up here." She Nova said quietly, not letting on that she was dreaming of walking through these very forests for the millionth time in the past couple of weeks. "Where, where is here?" She asked quietly as she looked up at the stranger. Her lips set into a frown, and worry appearing in her gaze as she worried if she'd ever get home. Of what her parents and sister would think.

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    That small sound that emitted from the small human girl halted Drake's thought patterns. His dark eyes moving towards her delicate-looking face. Taking the oh so breakable bones that lay beneath flesh that he could tear with his bare teeth if he so wished to. Then, as those eyes of hers opened, Drake felt the air be ripped from his lungs. She was a stunner, her complexion, her slender build and those eyes that seemed to captivate the High Lord was enough for Drake to decide in his mind without needing to think it through. He wanted her, for his collection.

    The sound of that pretty little voice that the human possessed brought the High Lord back from his thoughts. His dark eyes narrowed slightly as he noticed the rise in body temperature she oh so easily displayed with the blush. Then, his gaze flickered to her hand as it moved about. He wondered what she'd say if she was to know who she was talking so suggestively to. If she would beg him for forgiveness or keep up this act of being a little vixen in his woods. Laying as helplessly as a newborn fawn that couldn't figure out that it was in danger of being haunted for entering this world.

    Horse hooves met the Lord's ears far before they met the human girls, but he ignored them as the human continued to speak. His eyes narrowing ever so slightly as a wicked grin appeared on his lips. She was a vixen, that was for sure. Slowly, Drake licked over his slightly dry lips as he turned his head to the side ever so slightly. "Maybe I will." He told her, moving to wrap an arm under her legs slightly, and then one under her shoulders. His movements only halting for a split second at the piece of info that he was not expecting to hear escape from the young woman's lips.

    "You've been here before?" Drake asked casually, his tone showing curiosity, hiding the bite of his anger that seemed to want to leak out of every pour that he possessed. A human's been wondering his lands? For how long? How had she come here, why now? An what did she mean by dreams? Was she a sear or something? So many questions, but now wasn't the time to ask them it seemed. The human wanted something, and he was inclined to give it to her. It may be a foolish trick of a wicked fae, wanting to drain him of his life before taking over his court, but damn. If a beautiful woman wanted him to make her feel good then he damn well will give her what she wanted.

    Summoning his shadows, Drake held the girl close to himself as they both sank into the shadows. Nothing but a cool wind against the girl's skin before he was standing in a small dark bedroom in the servant quarters of his estate. Drake's boot-clad feet moved from the center of the room towards the small bed in the right corner of the room. The human girl tucked securely in his arms as he walked. "Do you have a name, little rabbit?" Drake asked as he lowered the girl onto the cool bedsheets and looked over her as he slowly placed a knee between her legs to part them for him as he climbed onto the bed. His hands being placed on either side of her head, caging her in and not allowing for a change for her to escape. "Or, would you prefer I call you a little rabbit?" He, allowed a small smirk to slowly worm it's way into his cool features, taking in every little movement that the girl would do. Then, he's slowly trailing his gaze downwards towards her strange clothing. "Such a strange fashion sense. No modesty, almost like you've been sent to tempt me." Drake mused as he looked back towards her beautiful face. "What do you want?" The question, a double edge sword. Would she admit her plants to try and kill him? Or, would she continue the act of a vixen? Either way, he'd be more than happy to give her what she wanted.
    December 5th, 2019 at 04:35pm
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    Blaize looked at the girl as she looked away searching her memories as if they were flawed, as if she couldn't believe she was here herself. He let out a quite breath of frustration at the lack of answers but it seemed she would not be able to provide him anything. Instead she had questions of her own. He was aware how long it could take to explain where she was, who he was and how she was stuck and would need to follow the social structure here. He ran a hand through his hair and stifled a yawn as he turned from her.

    "You are in the Seelie court of Autumn. You are the first human to be here in dozens of centuries." he said and turned looking at her with dark eyes. She looked tired and he certainly was. "Your appearance is not only suspicious but quite unsettling." He said and looked down at her. "None the less I sense to ill intent from you so for now I will have your retire in one of the guest quarters. A guard will be present at all times, and you are not to leave without one from your room, nor will you be allowed to leave the palace." Blaize came down crouching in front of her. If I sense any ill intent at any time I will not hesitate to send you to the dungous instead to extract the information from you." he growled and looked her over before nodding with a satisfied expression that his point had been made. "Consider yourself a guest of my court until further notice." he said and stood then offered her his hand. "We have have some proper gourmets brought to your room at a more decent hour." he said.

    Blaize was not planning to wake or see her again until brunch. He walked her to a room not far from his own that was the smallest of the guest chambers. Behind the full sized living room with a huge fireplace was large windows and then the bed. He gestured for her to walk in through the double doors first then he followed leaving the doors open. It was improper to be alone in someone's chambers with the door closed. "Do you require anything else currently?" he asked her. He knew she had many questions but he could not take the time to answer them just yet, besides she would feel better prepared with a little rest, food and time to adjust. Blaize looked at her covered in his cloak and knew he was just going to leave that here for now not having the heart to take it from her and show her immodesty again. "When you wake we will speak again." he said standing ridged in front of her.
    Willow watched as he licked his lips and she bit her own bottom lip as she watched him. He seemed to agree to take her with him and she rewarded him with a dazzling smile. As his arms came around her lifting her easily into his strong arms and held to him her head pressing to his chest. She looked up at his face as he asked again if she had been here before and she nodded softly. "But never before have I seen you." she said her fingers tracing up over the buttons of his shirt. The fabric was intricate and soft under her touch. She could spend long moments discovering it but tonight it was not the fabric she wanted to spend long moments discovering.

    When the shadows grew she buried her face into the man's chest. Well he wasn't just a man now was he, he was a fae. She had read of them and her family had warned of them but she was not afraid. If they came to sweep her from her dreams and out of her life she was not afraid of the adventure it would bring. Willow looked around as the breeze stopped and saw the beautiful room. It was nothing like the plain room at her home. The man asked her name calling her little rabbit and she smiled liking the nickname as he lay her in the cool sheets. She tilted her head gently looking up at him. "Willow." she answered him softly.

    He moved to cage her in lowering himself over her making her tremble her breath coming out in shakey soft pants. "But you can keep calling me your little bunny if you like Sir." she said softly as she watched his face lighten with a small smile. It was rewarding and she wanted to see it more. She wanted to see every part of him she could get her hands on but more than that she wanted his hands on her. He mentioned her cloths and she blushed again. "If I had known I would dream of you I would have worn something more pleasing." she said thinking of a cute little white lace night outfit she had in her closet. He spoke of modesty and she ran her hands down his chest to were his shirt met his pants.

    "Is there a need between modesty between us?" she purred and lifted her kips brushing them delicately over his jaw before she nippled at the soft spot there his jaw met his neck. She rested back onto the bed a satisfied smirk on her face at the taste of him and she licked her bottom lip. He asked what she wanted and delight jumbled her belly. She ran he hands from the front of his waist around the sides pulling him closer slowly as she hummed in her throat considering the question as her eyes drank him in. She came up again her lips brushing his ear as she spoke, "I think if you tied me to your bed and showed me your darkest fantasy that will make me cum over and over it will be just what I am looking for." she ran her teeth over his earlobe taking it into her mouth a moment before pulling back to look into his eyes.
    December 6th, 2019 at 04:12am
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    Lowering her hand to hold onto the cape that the high fae gave her, Nova's hands made to hold onto the fabric tighter. The smell of a bonfire hitting her. A warm and slightly smokey smell that reminded her of fall, and long nights of sitting outside watching the night sky as it passed her by. Blinking her beautiful green eyes as the man spoke to her, Nova's lips started to slowly purse into a thin line. He was speaking to her as if she was a guest, but his intentions made her think that she was just a privileged intruder or something like that.

    Getting to her bare feet, Novalee followed after the High Fae. Her hands holding onto the cloak to cover her dirty pj's as she followed after the Fae. His whole demeanor told her that he wasn't happy with her being here, but there wasn't anything she could do about that. At least, not yet. She never actually felt any of the objects that she'd dreamt of, only saw them from a sort of glossy haze in her dreams. This whole place was empty whenever she walked through these halls in her dreams. The forest had no smell and she didn't feel the cool wood under her feet as she walked.

    As they approached the room she would be staying in, Nova couldn't help but freeze. Her bright green eyes widening in surprise as she took in the size of the room. "Woah, this is about the size of our house." She breathed out quietly, not sure if the High Fae could have heard her words or not. Then, she slowly took a couple of small steps into the room, her eyes shifting as she looked around. Taking in every little detail. This was not a room that she had dreamed about, this was completely new to her. Then, as the High Lord spoke once more, Novalee slowly licked over her lips as she turned to look at him once more. She knew he said that they'd speak later, but, she hoped that he'd answer this one question for her. "Um, what do I call you? Sir?" Nova asked quietly, shifting uncomfortably on her feet as she glanced the high fae in the eyes before quickly lowering her gaze as she remembered that High Fae is at the top of the food chain in the Fae realm. Supposedly.

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    Closing his eyes, Drake breathed in deeply through his nose before slowly blowing his breath out past his lips. His head raised as he listened to the little human who laid oh so vulnerable underneath him. Ready for him to ravish as he pleased and then discard when he was done. Like a little toy that had a limited amount of use. Her though, Willow she said her name was. Was not just a normal toy for the High Lord though. No, she was a one in a life time object, an offering from the gods perhaps? Maybe a trick of the eye or sacrifice from another High Lord. Who knows. Who cared even? There was a human in an empty slave room who wanted him to fuck them. If it endangered his life shoving his dick into her, then he would die a very, very happy man.

    A small hum escaped from Drake as he slowly lowered his head and looked down at the little human under him. "Bunny." He murmured as he raised his right hand and gently ran the back of his hand against her soft cheek. Feeling her soft and fragile skin and bones under his stronger appendage. Then, as he stared into her beautiful light green eyes, his hand moved lower and then gently grazed over her neck. "I don't remember calling you something so sweet young once," Drake said calmly as he wrapped his fingers around her neck, but didn't allow any pressure to come from him.

    Then, a small scowl took over the cool and amused expression that the High Lord of the night was wearing just a moment ago. "If you were to see my darkest fantasy's little rabbit, you'd be petrified." He told her as he allowed himself to be pulled down to her level and rested his growing erection against the spot between her legs. "You wouldn't have anything left of you if I allowed myself to have that way with you. So, why don't I just give you a taste instead?" He asked as he raised his right hand from her neck and made a small turning motion with his hand. Resulting in rope appearing out of thin air and wrapping around the girl's wrists and ankles. "Now, call me master."
    December 15th, 2019 at 04:26am
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    Blaize was surprised to hear her voice at the size of the room. He smirked knowing she had many more moments that would be much more surprising than this little room. He enjoyed the look on her face as she looked around the room. When she turned back to him he was caught. He was mesmerized with her beauty. She woke his cloak with little else underneath of it and yet her beauty with her stunning green eyes and hair that looked soft enough that he felt he could run his fingers through her hair.

    Blaize was surprised when she asked him a question. Of all the things she could ask, his name had not been what he was expecting. “You may call me Lord Blaize.” he said looking her over then rubbed the back of his neck. “And what is your name?” he asked her curious to see what she would say. A name spoke volumes about a person. She seemed to be either shy or somewhat aware of typical fae protocol. How could she know though? He also had to admit he wanted her eyes on him not looking away.

    “Look at me.” he ordered and waited until her eyes snapped up to meet his. “When we are a lone I want your eyes on mine.” he ordered watching her and her reaction. Her eyes where mystifying and yet showed him what she was thinking. He was curious about her. He had not encountered a human before, not in his kingdom. As a High Lord he was allowed to frequent the human world once in his life for the exposure to humans so he understood them better and as a young man he had taken that advantage. How else would folk stories be born if the Fae did not visit the human world. It was a tricky procedure that had not been done in a long time now but it was possible. But for a human to arrive to their kingdom was an entirely different story.
    Willow shivered as his sweet breath brushed over her skin. She looked up at him as he looked at her like she was the most valued position and yet something he wanted to consume at the same time. She licked her bottom lip in anticipation.

    His words made her shiver with delight. She liked that he seemed pleased to call her bunny for now. He was her hunter and she was his prey for him to devour. She could feel the power radiating off of him as he poised himself above her looking over her body hungrily. She wanted him to touch her. Waiting for his touch had a hunger building inside of her.

    As his hand grazed gently over her cheek she leaned her head against his touch. His hand was warmer than she had anticipated for some reason but it delighted her. As his hand moved lower and he spoke to her, her neck arched giving him more room her eyes meeting his. As his hand curled around her neck she shivered and swallowed aware of how easily he could restrict her breathing.

    He told her she would be scared but she did not believe she would be. She did not argue with him but the feel of his cock against her throbbing desire between her thoughts made her arch to him. He offered her a taste instead and she nodded. He moved his hand from her neck and took out a rope the excitement in her belly rising as she wondered where he was going to put that. She gasped as they wrapped themselves around her wrists and ankles. He commanded her to call him master and she shuttered. “Yes Master, please give me a taste.” she pleaded her hips grinding to his with desire.
    December 17th, 2019 at 05:01am
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    So he was a lord, which means that Nova had pretty much stumbled into the lion den of the fae realm. He was the head honcho, the top boss. Or at least, that's what they were taught in school. No one really ever knew if that information of the old world was correct or not, but no one really ever dared to question it either. The elders always said that it was better to be safe then sorry, which was why some places still did sacrafices to keep the fae from coming to the human's realm and killing them all.

    "Novalee." Nova said when he asked for her name in return. "But I prefer to just be called Nova." Her bright eyes glanced up at the High Lord before looking away once more. Blaize was quite good looking for a Fae, but he was still terrifying. When she was told to look at him, Nova listened and glanced up at him. Her bright green eyes taking in his dark eyes, his demand for respect posture. He screamed just royalty really.

    Slowly, Nova licked over her lips nervously. Every nerve in her being screamed for her to look away from him and run away. "Isn't it bad for mortals to look Fae in the eyes? Isn't it disrespectful?" She asked, tilting her head to the side slightly as she narrowed her eyes in confusion. Her gaze wavered slightly, wanting to look away from the beautiful being that was in front of her, but did her best to keep looking at him like he had asked of her. The last thing she wanted at the moment was to make a High Fae mad at her.

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    A small humph sound escaped from Drake as he listened to his little rabbit pleading. Silly little human didn't know what she was getting herself into. She was begging for a taste from a high lord, one of the strongest High Fae in the Fae Kingdom. Silly, silly little human. She didn't know what she was stumbling into with her words of wanting him. Leaning down, Drake released a breath against the shell of her ear as he spoke quietly to her. "You have no idea what you have gotten yourself into, girl." Then, he pulled back slightly and moved to grab two fist fulls of her odd shirt and ripped it apart with ease.

    Once the shirt was completely ripped in half, Drake's eyes roamed the young girls bare chest. Taking in her silky soft looking skin and those plump breasts that she had. Drake raised his right hand and lightly dragged his hand down her bare chest, right between her breasts. "What do you want, rabbit?" Drake asked quietly, his eyes on her perky nipples as he spoke. His tongue slowly moving to lick one corner of his lips to the other as he thought about biting her and making her scream for him.
    December 26th, 2019 at 05:05pm
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    Blaize nodded at her question. "Yes you are right. It is normally disrespectful but I do not care about that. I like the look of your eyes and the expressions in them. I want to see them and that is why I have ordered it so." he stepped closer and watched her look down again. He raised his hand and tilted her face back to look at his. "I am fascinated with you Novalee." he said and felt a shiver crawl up his back with desire at the sound of her name on his lips. He had wanted her full name on his lips despite what she had wanted to be called. There was plenty of time for that later.

    "Do I create fear in you more than the desire my looks incites in you?" he asked her trying to understand why even when ordered to look at him that she couldn't help but look away and all he could think was that she was scared of his mere presence. "If your intentions are true then you have nothing to fear from me Nova." he said softer trying to put her at ease. He wanted to sooth her worries enough to get her to rest. He was sure whatever journey had brought her here was enough to wear her out even if she had been sleeping from it, all magic had some kind of cost or effect. Blaize let his hand drop from her cheek as he looked down at her close enough to breath the sent of her in. She smelled like plumb blossoms on a cold breeze.
    Willow saw the desire as she begged for him. He liked to hear it and then he told her again she had no idea and she didn't care. She wanted whatever it was he was going to give her. He ripped her shirt off and she gasped arching. "Master." she whimpered and looked up at him. His eyes darkened with desire but he held back. When his hand finally rose to touch her she whimpered with desperation as his hand only ran between her breasts skimming each side but not the touching she was desiring. Her nipples perked up into hard little bulbs that sat on top of her breasts like rose buds to kiss and tease. He asked what she wanted and she shivered. He licked his lips and she knew he wanted her nearly as bad as she wanted him. "Please Master ravage me." she pleaded.

    Willow didn't care if he ripped of her cloths and took her fast and hard right here or if he stripped her naked only to take her to a playroom, which she seemed to expect him to have, where he would tease her with all sinful manner of toys before ravaging her body to where she wouldn't be able to walk straight. No matter what he wanted to do to her she wanted him and she wanted his hands, his lips, his... jewels, on her now. She wanted to feel his skin against hers rocking them into a sweet sweat. She realized as his eyes flickered to her she hadn't been thinking in her head but had said at least some of that out loud if not all of it. Damn. Her mind cursed as she secretly hoped that he would show her what he wanted. She arched and bit her lip. "Please Master whatever you do just touch me I can't wait anymore." she was shivering her body begging for his as much as her mouth did.
    December 29th, 2019 at 10:09pm