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Thread: The Dungeon (Theris & Elaebryn)

The first of the sharpened stars penetrates the creature mass, causing it to shiver in response, while the second hit at a bad angle and glances off into the darkness. Multiple appendages pull away from the creatures body and slam the ground in-front of it before pulling them all at once. It lurches forward 30ft, one of its long limbs wiping around to attack the agile monk rolls attack 1d202 8
Thread: The Dungeon (Theris & Elaebryn)

Elaebryn easily sidesteps the assault, but this time rather than withdrawing surges forward to punch and kick the quivering mass until it ... quivers some more? She visibly bristles with excitement, her muscles bulging and in one particular case flaring. Elaebryn rolls repeat 2 1d204 1d63 15 9 8 8 Flurry of Blows
Thread: The Dungeon (Theris & Elaebryn)

Her blows land with terrible force, sending shock waves through the blobs mass, yet the creature makes no sound other then the odd sucking that seems to accompany it everywhere. It jiggles for a few moments, before rearing back, and then surging forward, its mass spreading to form what looks very much like a mouth as it pushes itself forward Please give me a Reflex save or you may make an attack of opportunity instead, one or the other only though
Thread: A Contract Between a Dragon and an Elf {darkest_fate&Crashingthrough}

Aisling's cold eyes scanned the incoming being from head to toe. you're fairly attractive, that's a nice bonus, she said, keeping her voice fairly calculating. She tapped the contract again, sliding a little of her magic into the parchment and the words within. The writing glistened for a moment, showing the charge of magic she'd pumped into it. If he thought she was mistaken about the contract, he'd been misinformed himself. Shouldn't I be asking your terms? she offered, arching a brow. She paused then, taking a sip of the expensive drink she had in front of her, mostly to buy some time, to offer a little beat of silence. I'm to be your maiden, and I can offer proof of said maidenhood or be discarded in accordance to ancient law, which meant eating, or dismemberment, though technically dragons were more likely to just release a girl. After all, they generally kidnapped maidens, not had them coming to them. In accordance with the old cold, I am to become your property. I will not sleep or associate with anyone romantically without your say so. I will spread my legs should you require it of me, and I will do so whenever, wherever you desire. If you decide to release me, I can be released, but there must be a reason or you have to compensate me for the detriment to my honor, she paused, lips twisting in a smile, that bit seems rather outdated. I will serve you until dismissal, death, or rescue by a knight errant. I assure you that I will argue dismissal, take care of knights myself, and, she raised her hat slightly, showing just a hint of ear before lowering it, you don't have to worry about death for some time. She tapped the contract, nudging it a little further his way. So yes, I have a full understanding of the terms. I'm offering you an elfish sex slave for an unspecified duration of time, willing, and without the problems of rescue, as only an idiot would try to rescue me. Another pause. I only ask that you allow me to finish my research and to publish my work, because the landmark publication would be even more immortal than she. Aisling Greene would be known as the one who finally cracked interspecies magic, particularly dragon magic. The intellectual honor there far outweighed the cost.
Thread: A Contract Between a Dragon and an Elf {darkest_fate&Crashingthrough}

Teiruun looked with wide eyes as the contract glowed for a moment. Well, at least it would keep the both of them to their word. Listening to the woman calmly spout the old terms was amusing, especially that she was willing to sign in on it herself. He smirked, A bit out dated yes, but my kind has been using that contract since we first started conversing with the likes of man. You'll be hard pressed to get someone to change it, even if it benefited us more. He spoke matter of factly, though he hadn't seen another dragon in almost ninety years, and that had been his older brother. You do understand what that means? If I signed this and then told you to sit on the table and let everyone watch as I take your maidenhood so to speak, you'd be bound to let me. He just wanted to be doubly certain, though if she agreed it would be a very interesting time going from here on in. She didn't seem stupid, far from that. So whatever her ambition was, to be the object of his lustful desires was only a stepping stone towards that. Shrugging Teiruun signed the contract, letting one of his claws shift and grow and poking his other palm to draw blood to use as ink. If you were going to commit to something, being blood bound meant that they were fully willing, and any magic of the contract could do whatever it wanted if the terms were broken. And these experiments are going to involve me somehow aren't they? He added in a moment of clarity as he looked about the coffee shop. As long as they don't need my heart or eyes I'm alright with pretty much anything. Shall we be leaving or would you like some time to gather your things?
Thread: A Contract Between a Dragon and an Elf {darkest_fate&Crashingthrough}

Nice to know that the dragons couldn't change the contract. Oh, Aisling hardly doubted it with enough magic or lawyers you could change just about any contract, even something like this. She was almost tempted to try it herself, but she figured that she had at least a few months with the dragon until he got bored of playing with a pretty elf, which would give her more than enough time to finish testing her research and hopefully tap into his magic. Is that what you want? she asked, already reaching down. Aisling had dressed in layers it was fairly chilly outside this time of year, after all. She'd already removed her jacket and lain it on the back of the chair, but that had left her wearing a fairly nice sweater, one with loose holes and clearly not of elfish make, over a rather plain looking top that, again, also not elfish. Aisling could've dressed to impress, but there was hardly a point when she wanted not to stick in. Her hands were already down and shucking off the sweater though, lifting just a bit of the shirt beneath to show off almost unnaturally pale flesh elves were by their nature rather pale, with skin more prone to glittering than tan, and Aisling would've been an unnaturally pale human She set it down. oh, are we not going to copulate on the table then? she asked, keeping her voice level. I'm guessing that was just some sort of extreme example meant to scare me? She rose, grabbing her sweater to begin pulling it back down, before twisting to grab her jacket. If you're going to be taking me back to your-- she paused, looking at him, apartment? House? I'm going to go off the assumption that you don't actually live in a cave, though if so, I am going to need to ask permission in advance to regularly take trips to town for Internet. It's quite necessary for my research. Priorities, Aisling had them. She grabbed a sack that she had on hand, one filled with a few basic necessities... which, yes, meant research, her laptop, and about enough clothes to last her a weekend from what Aisling had heard, dragons had a tendency to want to tend to their maidens' needs sort of like a pet that was also acceptable to fuck. She nodded to the contract. I've already got a copy of that on my computer, which is less magically, but still fairly legally binding. I had a lawyer friend look it over,' she tossed her jacket on, looking at him expectantly. 'I sincerely hope you're not going to change your mind about the table it'll be rather a pain to get all these clothes back off again.
Thread: A Contract Between a Dragon and an Elf {darkest_fate&Crashingthrough}

Watching the elf suddenly start removing her outer most layers was a massive surprise. He had thought there would have been a little bit of resistance, something his brother had said was quite a bit of fun, but Teiruun had never experienced that himself. No we will not be having sex on the table. The dragon rolled his eyes as if he had to he the responsible one here. Him, the man who had just signed to accept a sex slave. I'm pretty sure Puck wouldn't really appreciate that at all, and there probably isn't enough room anyways. Coughing he got back to the subject at hand. Do you habe a problem with caves? He asked, chuckling a bit at the idea of her just going back to town for internet and then retuening to the dry caverns he hid in when in his beast like state. It's a manor, or mansion, I'm not sure what to call it. But it's quite large if old and parts are more run down than others. But until I can get it fixed a few trips into town every now and then shouldn't be a problem. As long as you tell nobody what I am. He hissed low. The only reason he could live as he did was because of that secrecy. I'm sure. Did you have a car that needs taken care of? I would prefer to take the train, first class cabins and an overnight ride. Teiruun prefered such older methods of travel over the newer ones, but would comply with whatever made his new elfin maiden comfortable. If you are ready we should make our way then. He said sliding off the edge of his seat. You want to start your research as soon as possible I imagine?
Thread: A Contract Between a Dragon and an Elf {darkest_fate&Crashingthrough}

Aisling's eyes narrowed. You're the one who suggested it, not me, she pointed out, arching a brow. If he thought he was going to play sexual chicken, he was going to be sorely mistaken. Aisling had read quite a lot on the subject... and not just, well, textbooks and the like. She did occasionally find herself looking up other writings on the matter and there were.... ancient texts that got rather graphic. Lets just say that the dragon thing didn't just apply to a natural curiosity. I'm quite sure I can live anywhere, she said. I'm a mage, first class, with a few publications to my name already. We've already established my racial background too, so you can imagine that helps. And living in a manor sounds... acceptable, she said it almost like it was a half-step from cave, which, as he said it, certainly sounded like it would. Aisling frowned, slight concern showing. Would she be expected to clean it? She'd have to it would be part of the maiden job, but he could very well tire her out with such tasks. She was far too intelligent, important, and worthwhile to commit to such menial tasks. You knew that was a possibility when you drafted a contract effectively signing yourself over as a dragon's slave. Again, think of it as a temporary business arrangement. You'll get to finally fuck a dragon, solving that bizarre itch, and you'll get the information you need. He'll eventually grow tired of you, like they all do, and you'll go home. She'd had that mental conversation for so long she had it memorized. A train is perfectly fine, she said, nodding, moving to rise. She paused, looking to him. Are we going to be consummating on the train or is your preference to wait until we arrive at our new home? I just want to know what to expect and when you'd like me ready for you. Again, as if it were a business arrangement, and not her discussing her first time. Romanticizing it was stupid and pointless anyway. This way she'd at least get something worthwhile from the experience.
Thread: A Contract Between a Dragon and an Elf {darkest_fate&Crashingthrough}

Teiruun noticed her look of concern, but didnt know what she thought it was for. He kept his mouth shut about not caring for her achievements, but then again they made things more interesting didn't they? If someone so accomplished was willing to become his sex slave just to advance her own experiments, well then, he really wanted to know what they were. As I said, the manor could use some work, there is an entire wing that is unsafe to live in. But now that I can send someone to deal with the comtractors, maybe we can finally get things done. Today has been the best of my transformations, most don't nearly go so well. He admitted randomly, not really sure why. As he rose he offered the elf woman a hand to help her. Let me carry your bags at least. And he looked both amused and surprised at how calmly she talked about what was going to happen. But it was too stiff he thought, her manners about it. Both actually. In a way. I plan on testing for your virginity in a way while on the train. Barring that goes well, there is a little ritual we dragons have to perform during the actual first time. The train, like here, will be a little too small. Normally it involved chaining the unwilling victim and then, but with a willing one, maybe the chains are not needed. He led the way out, his winter coat and scarf being the only layers he wore. His hot blood kept him warm as a snow filled air chilled away at his face. Cold blooded by nature, he should have been hibernating, but Teiruun had done that too long already and was quite bored with the idea of more sleep. A taxi he had baited with gold coins waited outside to take them strait to the crowded station.
Thread: A Contract Between a Dragon and an Elf {darkest_fate&Crashingthrough}

So I'm to handle negotiations? asked Aisling, lips twitching. That sounded much more in line with something she felt like doing, felt comfortable, nay, confident in handling. The redhaired elf looked almost prouder at the thought that a dragon would let her handle fixing his lair. She did, of course, note his comment regarding his transformations. I wonder if he intends to fuck me as a dragon... not that I'd have any say in the matter . Though she did wonder at the slight thrill she felt fluttering in her stomach at that strange thought. Rise, catch the hand, gesture toward her very light load the laptop was by far the most important, and it had layered enchantments on it yes, Aisling did her work on a magical laptop the only problem she had was getting it connected to the internet at a distance. She contemplated his comments. I suppose that makes sense, though I assure you, I am untouch---mostly untouched, she amended quickly. I had a relationship wherein the partner used his fingers on me once. I do believe my hymen is still intact, though that often is simply broken in passing. Too small? He must be referring to the harrowing descriptions she'd read about. Maidens chained to sacrificial rocks while a dragon slavered over them, though only one or two were specific about the details. Aisling found herself muttering under her breath I hope you use the chains, actually biting her lip and flushing, if only for a passing second, short enough that he might not have actually seen the flutter across her icy countanance. A flash, draped in layers, into the taxi, to the station. Aisling looked around, quickly determining who they had to speak to, what they had to do in order to get back on the train. She used her card there she'd have to get him a credit account at some point not everyone would take coins. Though she did wonder if she should be using her own money right now was that technically his? Well, she was making things easier, dealing with people that was part of her job. They'd be on the train soon enough, barring any misfortune or reluctance.
Thread: A Contract Between a Dragon and an Elf {darkest_fate&Crashingthrough}

Among other things, yes. Teiruun had admitted, smiling lightly as she accepted his hand and he grabbed her small bag worth of personal effects. While he had little knowledge of what exactly was inside, even the laptop confused him, he did know to take care and not rustle everything around too much. He stopped as she admitted what she did, to which the dragon only shoom his head of dark hair. That won't cause any problems. Just so long as you did not, copulate as you say, with another male. The ancient contract didn't even begin to consider the likelyhood of the maidens having relationships with other women, just a show of how old such a thing was. Before men could write actually, at least as the storied went. Had only Teiruun been able to hear what Aisling said, or had been turned towards to see the break of her demeanor, he might have assured her that he would use the chains. What neither of them knew was that they were an important part, almost mandatory even. Otherwise Teiruun's, like most dragons, had exceptional senses of smell and sight, but their hearing lacked for it. The trip onto the train was rather uneventful, except for that moment when he had tried to use coins to pay their way back on rather than the small wad of cash he wisely earned by trading in some of his treasure. They were using a private overnight cabin, nothing too ornate, but it did involve a small shower with room for one, a table and chairs that folded down against the wall, and a queen sized pillowtop mattress. It was the bed that Teiruun plopped down on, sitting on the edge. Tell me Aisling. Why do this? Not that it mattered any more now that the contract was signed, but the dragon was curious. What could be so important that you would give yourself to me, without even asking for proof of my lineage. As smart as you seem that was rather careless. However he would start to remove his scarf and winter coat, hanging both off of the door. A thin green button up was all he wore underneath, and the scales on his neck shined in the yellow lamplight of the cabin.
Thread: A Contract Between a Dragon and an Elf {darkest_fate&Crashingthrough}

So another female would've been acceptable then? Aisling had to ask. She couldn't quite hold back her curiosity and her questioning there. What precisely counted for virginity as far as this whole thing went? Just more information, really. She wasn't at the least concerned regarding the test she hadn't had more than a few fingers inserted inside her. Unlike many, she didn't even use toys or anything... though she had pleasured herself a few times once while reading the aforementioned rather detailed telling of how maidens were taken by dragons. Cabin established, which happened almost by the company's graces instead of something that Aisling paid for they didn't precisely trust her companion, with what was admittedly good sense. Aisling carefully set aside her gear, making sure that the laptop was thoroughly protected. She couldn't care less regarding her clothing or the rest, but she needed that tool to help though she also had several copies of her work she wasn't an idiot. The question came while she was adjusting, and she looked over. Careless? She repeated. 'I've been reading of this ritual for several years, to the point where I quoted it at you. As far as proof went, I confirmed that some time ago, she fluttered a hand. Plus, if you should prove otherwise, I can simply incinerate your manhood or an equally acceptable punishment. she sloughed off the jacket, leaving her in the sweater and jeans that fit without being too... revealing. She carefully set those as well, removing the hat to show the pointed ears and her slightly mussed red hair. I need proof of concept for my research project to succeed, she supplied, turning back to him. This requires up close study of the subject matter, and the only way to get a dragon or dragons to drop their guard was to enact the Maiden Code. It offers enough protection that I should be fine, and allows me to properly leverage my so called purity to an advantage, instead of something I lose to an idiot in the back of a car.' She looked about, picking one of the chairs to sit on and face him. You know, I think this is the first time anyone's ever accused me of being careless...' she mused aloud, tilting her head. Clearly you have more to learn about me.
Thread: A Contract Between a Dragon and an Elf {darkest_fate&Crashingthrough}

Probably. Teiruun would have shrugged off about the question of another female. Actually if he thought about it, it was probably worded that way back when the eldest dragons of legend had entire harems of maidens. But that thought didn't appeal very much to Teiruun. He'd very much rather only have one or two, any more seemed like trouble. Actually this one elf could probably ease his boredom for centuries just going off her attitude alone. I can assure you, no flames will be needed. Unless you want me to burn the entire train to cinders and slag. Teiruun gave a joking look with his eyes but his voice spoke otherwise, given a good enough reason he would do just that. There was a reason dragons had been hunted beyond the fame and legends of their bounty. When enraged they could cause inconceivable amounts of damage. Having one in your military would be akin to having a few dozen fighter jets, and the durabilty to withstand most magic and weapons without even scuffing their scales. Luckily Teiruun had no real reason to be that way. Well now I feel used. He mocked, standing up as her hat came off. But I did earn me a beautiful woman to play with for a while. To use your purity as a tool takes conviction. Teiruun spoke softly as he moved to rest on his knees just in front of her legs. Careless woman you are, going to be giving her first time to a dragon without any real knowledge of the consequences. There was far more to the contract than what was ever written, magic was in play for a lot of it, keeping tje secrecy intact. Let's go ahead and get this first part out of the way. Spread your legs a little bit. He was showing his impatience now, wanting to taste her. His fingers would play with the button for a moment, slowly unzipping her pants and pulling them down just enough to reveal whatever she wore underneath. His long forked tongue would extend and run it's entire length upon the fabric underneath, or the bare slit of nothing was there. Not good enough to taste what he wanted just yet. Maybe you should order something to drink? If you feel uncomfortable about this. It's all a matter of taste. I can tell if you were ever with someone else with my tongue. He would look up at the redhead, taking in her sharp ears and fine features as he grew a bulge in his pants. Which he would ignore tonight if possible.
Thread: A Contract Between a Dragon and an Elf {darkest_fate&Crashingthrough}

Was it odd that part of Aisling almost wanted to ask what it would take to get him to burn the train to slag? Just the image amused her, not to mention the possibly long-term ramifications. Thankfully she kept that idea to herself, waiting patiently while he worked through the rest. Her thighs spread almost eagerly as he drew close. It involves a rather large dragon cock plunging in and out of my body several times, and what I believe is an ejaculation that could take up to several minutes to finish, Aisling said the words as if she were reciting from a textbook, not from a story that had turned her on to the point of making her fiddle herself, something she almost never did. She kept her gaze steady even as he began working the zipper, though she was tempted to point out that she was more than capable of undoing her own pants. If he were expecting something sexual or even sensual underneath, he would be sorely disappointed. Aisling's green boyshort panties covered her quite well, hiding nearly everything, though they at least clung to her. The slightly bared flesh would show the almost ethereal paleness her body possessed. Those thighs parted without a tremble... until the tongue fluttered out. I'm not uncomfortable, she stated bluntly again. She met his gaze dead on, her own green eyes unwavering. If you're trying to trip me up, you can stop wasting your time. I'm a virgin, you'll find that out soon, and I read quite explicit details of how maidens are treated. I fully expect you to fuck me to the point where I cannot walk for a day, perhaps two, again, deadpan. However, he may note, since he was so close, that just a slight wafting smell of feminine arousal came from betwixt Aisling's thighs, as if her flat statement and reality had started to coax a reaction from the female elf.