[User] "Right! Then you will be called "Journey" from that point on! I hope you will like your new home!" Alicia said as she nuzzled the plushie. She had a lot of lost time to make up for, and she kept playing with Journey on the way home. After giving a hug to the beast, she grabbed as many bags as she could carry. She stashed what was hers in a way that made sense to her, as she was carrying Journey around. Alicia knew that this happiness wouldn't last, but she was determined enjoy the high as long as she could... "Sebastian, right? Why did you buy me the plushie? You must have had a reason, right?" It still didn't make sense... even as a bribe it didn't make sense, as he already had power over her...

[Assistant] After returning the hug, Sebastian brought the bags inside. In addition to buying the human girl what she needed, he also grabbed some groceries to make sure there would be enough food to feed the both of them. The tall wolf man had just finished putting things away when Alicia came in with her question. "Well, I saw that you were looking at it, and it seemed like you wanted it, so I got it for you. And you seem to really enjoy it, so everything worked out. You don't always need a reason to be kind, you know," he added as he placed his hands in the pocket of his hoodie and looked over at her.

[User] It didn't make sense! Alicia knew what the beasts were like, they didn't act like that! Maybe the beast figured keeping her happy would make her more docile? A stuffed animal was a small price to pay for making a packmother a bit more docile... Alicia winced as she remembered her nightmare involving "her" puppies... she inspected her left hand, and breathed a relieved sigh as the familiar emotions came up... maybe the beast tried to make her happy to make it easier for her to think of herself as an honorary beast? "I've wondered... what do you look like in wolf form?" It seemed an innocent enough question. But seeing the transformation might just remind her what she was dealing with...

[Assistant] "You want to see what I look like as a wolf?" He asked, then shrugged. "Yeah, I can show you." The transition from human to wolf was quick and painless, happening in almost the blink of an eye as his body stretched, shrunk, and molded itself into that of a wolf. A snout formed from his nose and mouth, hair rapidly emerged all over his body, hands turned into paws, and standing in front of the girl was now a wolf. He didn't seem necessarily beast like at first. Really, it was almost as if there was a natural wolf standing in the kitchen. It was the size of the wolf that was abnormal. Wild wolves were huge- Werewolves were even larger. And Sebastian was tall and burly for a human, so he was a little larger than the average werewolf. His pale blue eyes remained the same as his human form and stood out against the dark black fur that covered his body, the same colour as his human hair. The fur was relatively thick, thicker than most, and it made him appear overly fluffy, albeit even slightly larger than he already was. Sebastian sat on the floor, looking at Aliclia to see how she would react.

[User] And another of the fallen huntress' plans had just failed. She had expected the beast to look like a twisted caricature of a wolf. Easily recognizable, but deep into the uncanny valley... instead, she had looked into a human male seamlessly turning into a large, but fluffy wolf. The wolf just sitting there peacefully only added to the cute, fluffy image. Was she already losing herself? Was breaking her Covenant enough to change her, deep into her very soul? What if there hadn't been a dark pact, that breaking the Covenant was enough? If it was so hopeless, she could only delay the inevitable, so why struggle? Alicia walked to the beast to just touch his fur, which was soft to the touch... only to succumb to the fluffiness and just lean into the wolf, her body resting comfortably against the fluffy beast... it was then she realized what she was doing. She was losing her mind, she was becoming that thing from her dream! Why had she given in so easily? She quickly pulled away from the fluffy beast, looking at her scar once again... they were still there, but for how long?

[Assistant] Sebastian watched Alicia's reactions to his new, fluffier and more dangerous form, but she didn't react as negatively as he was expecting. Perhaps she though werewolves were supposed to look like hideous creatures and not the animal they were modeled after? Regardless, as she came over to him, he sat, letting her mess with his fur and cocking his head to the side when she so quickly pulled away. Sebastian returned to his human form so they could talk with the same easy and rapid transition as human to wolf. He had heard that humans turned beast had harder, painful transitions, but he wasn't sure. Those were rare, as it required a lot more than just a bite under the full moon to take place. He had never looked into it, so he wasn't sure how it worked, but he knew there was more to it and something to do with blood. Because he had no interesting in turning humans, he had never researched it. "So, is that what you were expecting? Or did you think I was going to turn into some bloodthirsty and destructive monstrosity?"

[User] "I imagined you'd turn into a beast that was clearly recognizable as a wolf, but more... malformed? That your proportions would not be quite right for a wolf, that your fangs and claws would be more jagged or serrated, that sort of things... instead I saw a bigger, fluffier version of a wolf... regular wolves have the physical strength to tear humans apart, but they know we're not worth the trouble we would bring them if they tried... just seeing a big, fluffy wolf that could tear me apart if it felt threatened but just quietly sat down as I petted it was not what I was expecting..." Alicia said. "If anything, it's even scarier when you think about it. I just didn't feel in danger until I thought about it..." Alicia was indeed becoming the thing she saw in her dreams, little by little... she didn't have the energy left to sob. She stood up, and went back to the room the beast had assigned her, hugging Journey...

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Sebastian frowned when she explained her reasoning. He hadn't intended to scare her and now he felt bad for it. When she went to her room, he decided that it might be best to just let her be by herself for right now, thinking that maybe more interactions from him would only stress her out.

After a while, Sebastian knocked on the door and slowly opened it. He had a mug in one hand and a folded up paper towel in the other. "Hey," he said softly, standing in the doorway. "Can I come in? I brought you hot chocolate and a cookie." The cookies was just a packaged one they bought at the store earlier today. "I didn't mean to upset you earlier. I didn't know that you would get so scared."

[User] "You can come in!" Alicia replied. As nice as the beast pretended to be, she was still his captive, thus he was the one who made the choices. "Thanks!" she said as she accepted the mug and cookie. It looked much softer than the ones she could sometimes get in some of the MRE packages she was used to, and she tried it. She thought the cookies were the best part of the packages that had them, but that cookie? It was way ahead of the ones she was used to. And then she had tried the hot chocolate, and it had been really delicious, the heat feeling like it had warmed her very soul, the taste not anything like coffee... "I just... I feel like I am losing myself. Like very soon Alicia the human will be gone, and replaced by... something." She said with a shudder. "I still have the burn scars right? I am scared they will go away, the reminder of what I was and what I fought for, even if I was just incompetent at it... and that Alicia would be gone with them..."

[Assistant] After she took the mug and cookie, he sat down on the bed beside her so they could talk. "I understand, Alicia. You're still always going to be you, though. What you know about wolves is wrong, all of it, and I know that's probably messing with your head. But regardless of what you think about werewolves, you're still always going to be you. You can hate for what I am or you don't have to, but whatever your opinion is, it doesn't change who you are." His was voice was soft as he tried to keep her calm and reassure her that everything would end up okay

[User] "I am always gonna be myself? I... I... please stop messing with my head..." Alicia whimpered. Somehow, the beast had been going through all of her mental defenses, and she was helpless... was that because she offered herself to him? Could it be that it gave him a backdoor to her very soul? She looked at the scars on the back of her hands, memories and emotions flooding... "I am supposed to protect people... I... I know what it feels to be helpless, to watch your impending doom, with no way to avoid it, no one to help you... I don't want to cause that to other people... I... I... I had remembered every night, in my dreams... What it is like to be utterly helpless... and my dreams... changed..."

[Assistant] "I'm not messing with your head. I know that you think you are protecting people from evil wolves, but you're not. Not all the wolves your hunters kill are evil, most of them are just like normal people. You're not utterly helpless any more and you can still protect people if you wanted but there are other ways." Sebastian looked at her, frowning as he spoke. "I just want you to understand that I am not a monster like you think. Do you want to ask me questions? And I can answer them about werewolves? Would that help you understand more about what we are?"

[User] "Hunters are the first, and last line of defense against the threats to humanity no one else knows exist! The unsung heroes, fighting the darkness wherever it arrives, so that the darkness doesn't prey on the most vulnerable! We suffer for it, but we made our choice that it's better we suffer rather than the civilians! And I understand what it is like to be trapped by the darkness we hunt! True, it had been an accident instead of the darkness, but when you are trapped in a burning wreckage with no way out, the fire getting close and closer, close enough to burn you as the air heats up enough, and no one to save you... it did feel similar to when I had been disarmed yesterday! Completely at the mercy... of... uncaring... forces... no one would be coming to the rescue! No one... to... get... me... out... no... matter... how... much... I... begged..." Alicia told between sobs... "no matter... how... much... I... begged... my... mother... no one... saved... me..."

[Assistant] "I know that's what you think, but hunters are not protecting humans. They're just killing wolves. We aren't a threat to humans. " he listened to her talk about the car incident again. "Did your mother trap you in a burning vehicle?" He asked curiously. How could she still think wolves were evil when her own mother wouldn't help her out of a life or death situation? Truly, humans were and always would be the true evil on this earth. If only Alicis would understand that wolves weren't the darkness she thought them to be.

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The question actually gave Alicia pause... true, no evidence of foul play had been found, but her mother's Potential was... pyromancy... Which didn't leave evidence... she clearly didn't freeze, she observed, as if she wanted... something to happen... Every escape had been cut. The doors locked. The lock release mechanisms faulty. The mechanism to open the windows was also faulty. And she had observed, no matter her pleas... she could swear her mother smiled as she escaped... Only to be disappointed that whatever she pulled off, she couldn't reproduce it when she had been released from the hospital. She had always thought that her Potential just didn't work...

"She is a talented pyromancer. She observed, hoping I would manifest my Potential... and I didn't... she had thought my Potential allowed me to escape, but it was just sheer panic..." Her mother, with all her talk of protecting the innocent from the darkness and the primal fear it caused... Locked her and was slowly burning her to death, terrorizing her... her mother, the heroine, always protecting everyone... was she just a massive hypocrite? In the end she didn't know what was real and what wasn't anymore... she didn't have a potential, and for all her talk about protecting the vulnerable, there was none more vulnerable than a teenager fighting the darkness with no equipment nor Potential, as she had just proved going after the beast... "I... I need to think... on my own... with no one to influence me... while you are gone... could you please... make me more waffles? And bring me water? A lot of water?"

[Assistant] Sebastian watched her as she thought things over. He couldn't imagine the type of family that would lock their child in a burning car and watch them try to escape. It was wrong, disgusting. But now it was becoming clear that they definitely messed with her head and made her think what they wanted, and seeing him not being a monster was messing with her head. "Okay. I'll leave you alone for now and come back with the water and waffles," said Sebastian as he stood up and left the room, letting her think on her own as was requested. After a while, he returned, with the waffles and two bottles of water in tow. But, he stopped and knocked on the door before entering. "Can I come in? I have your waffles and water."

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After her captor left the room, Alicia reflected on just what happened... she had always seen her parents as heroes and she just couldn't measure up, but if they were willing to do this to a 10 years old child, and more or less send an incompetent girl with no support or equipment to fight a dangerous enemy who could easily tear her up limb from limb if she messed up, or capture her and do whatever they wanted to her, in the name of protecting the vulnerable, not realizing or even caring about how vulnerable they were making her... maybe they weren't the righteous heroes she saw them as. And if they weren't... she was still hugging Journey, and it got her thinking... the beast had more or less complete control over her. Not only had she offered her life to him, but he could easily tear her apart in wolf form and no one would suspect a thing... and even after she had tried to kill him (admittedly it was nowhere near a skilled attempt, but the intent was still there), he didn't use her as a packmother just like she had always been told beasts used human females... he had kept her comfortable, both physically and mentally, even bought her a plushie just because he could tell she wanted it! Did that make humans like her the monsters? As she thought about it, the other werewolf, Bryan, did drug her... so maybe her captor was right, what she saw as bloodthirsty beasts were just as human, for good or ill? But if they were just humans with paranormal abilities the law enforcement couldn't deal with, some, would use them to get away with crimes, and sometimes horrible crimes, just like some humans did... just like her parents did. Their powers didn't leave any evidence of foul play, allowing them to escape attempted murder charges repeatedly. It was then her captor returned, with the comfort food she had asked for. "Come in! Could you stay for a few minutes please?"

After drinking one bottle of water, and taking a few bites of the delicious waffles, Alicia looked at Sebastian... "I... I have been thinking... my parents have been monsters, and gotten away with it because their abilities left no evidence of foul play... and they are human. And if you wolves are just as human as everyone else, there must be some of you finding a way to use your shapeshifting abilities to escape justice. I know I was never particularly skilled, and that I don't even have a Potential, but I know about humans with powers, and about wolves... I... I can't believe I'm even considering this... But maybe, if you made me a wolf like you, I could fight with the monsters on equal terms..." Alicia paused. "Maybe I should think about it more. It would be a big change if you made me a wolf, and I don't think I am thinking about it rationally... if it is possible to make me a wolf, would you mind telling me everything you know about it and give me time to think about it?"

[Assistant] Sebastian entered when she invited him in and he sat down on the bed once again, handing over the waffles and water. He listened as she spoke. "You should definitely think about it more," he agreed, but was pleased to find that she was figuring out the truth about wolves, that they were just as human as the human were. "I was born a werewolf, so the way I turn into a wolf is more easy than when you do it, if you are turned into one. So, if you are turned into a wolf, it'll hurt. A lot. Your body is changing every part to be a wolf. And it's going to hurt. But, eventually, your body will get used to it and it won't hurt any more. You'll still get the same stronger smell and hearing that wolves get, too. Werewolves are also a lot stronger naturally than a human is, so I think you'd probably also get stronger in your human form, too. But there is a process to turning into a wolf like me. You don't just get bit on the full moon and suddenly you are a wolf. There's an actual process. I don't know what this process is, but if you decide this is what you want, I'll look into it. But you cannot go back. Once you are turned into a werewolf, you can never go back to being just a pure human again. You will always be a werewolf. So you really, really need to think this through."

[User] "I see... it is a thing to consider... you are saying I would likely get stronger in human form if you made me a wolf... Is there a risk I could hurt someone? As in, if I don't gain an instinctive understanding of my strength, and was to try to hug a scared human to reassure them before leading them to safety, could I accidentally hurt them because I would be too strong for their bodies? Would there be side effects on my emotions, like my emotion getting stronger, less controlled, or going through some emotions more often than others? Any emotions, positive and negative? You claim I would have a better sense of smell all of sudden... pretty minor thing, but in bio class I have learned that taste is actually 80% smell, could a sudden change in my sense of smell radically alter my tastes in food? What about instincts? Would I suddenly develop cravings for raw meat? Humans cook meat because our stomachs aren't really good at filtering food-based diseases, so if I did get these cravings, could I get sick if I gave into them? Would I suddenly need more food and water to live? You have grabbed my silver knife with your bare hands, so you can apparently touch silver without it hurting you... what exactly does silver do to you? Do you heal super fast but wounds inflicted with silver are just regular wounds that just heal normally? Are you hard to hurt, except with silver? Does silver poison your blood, meaning that being injured with it is dangerous, but touching it is not a problem?" Alicia had so many questions. She really wanted to keep going on her mission to protect people, but actually doing it right...

[Assistant] Alicia was firing out questions like crazy, but Sebastian tried to keep up and answer what he could. "You might not be used to being so strong so you might hurt someone until you get used to. But I think that is something you would adjust to and you won't after a while. There won't be any change in your emotions. We feel the same as humans do. I have never been just a human, so my taste has always been the way I taste things, so I don't know if your taste would change or not. You will probably have a lot of different instincts, I can tell you more about those later, but raw meat isn't one of them. When we are humans, we have the same stomach abilities and we always cook our meat. As a wolf, we are able to digest raw, but my pack never really ate when we were wolves. We'd just wait until we turned back to humans again. You won't need any more food or water than you already do, either. And I can touch silver, but if I have a cut on my hand or something and touch it, then that's when it starts to do stuff. It's our blood that reacts to silver. I don't entirely understand the whole biology and chemical aspects of it, but when silver meets our blood, it causes a reaction. The silver basically poisons us through our blood."


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Andurain smiled at Riliana and bowed as he spoke his welcome and her heart and loins melted. He was handsome and powerful, a good man she could tell and what a man. She knew what he wanted; why would you summon a beautiful and exotic nude woman? And that was alright with Riliana; she was so glad to be alive and so grateful to him and... he was sexy and alluring. Riliana had not coupled with a mortal but many of her sisters had and the tales they told of human men and elves had made her ache with need much as she ached now.

Smiling, Riliana sauntered toward Andurain her master. She trailed the sword cutely behind her and pressed the tip down into the wood as she reached him. "I am Riliana your servant..." She pressed her nude body up against him. "In every way." Rubbing her virginal, shapely little breasts against him, Riliana stood on tip toe and looked up into his eyes while her mouth opened just enough to invite a kiss onto her luscious lips. Her hands traced the muscles of his upper arms as her violet eyes glittered through half closed eyes. "You have saved me from a certain death in my plane and I am very grateful and willing to partake in what you have summon me for."

[Assistant]
Andurain was stunned at how beautiful, sensual and exotic she was. He blushed. He'd obviously let his imagination take hold of his specifics when summoning his companion, and this was the end result. She was angelic, and mischievous and beautiful. He was mesmerized as she walked up to him, her hips and chest moving rather enticingly as she did so. The katana was a nice touch, she was a warrior, and that would be invaluable. He could feel their bond, and realized how magical and wondrous it was. They had unlimited communication as long as they were on the same plane, and could talk telepathically, not needing words. He was unprepared for the emotion regarding her desire for him. It was strong, and his cock responded immediately, starting to harden. She moved up to him and rubbed against him, and he took a deep breath.

"Well met Riliana. I feel the bond between us, it is strong and good. I feel joy like I've never felt before, and it feels right" he said, and he leaned down and kissed her lips. "You are indeed beautiful, a finer woman I have never seen before in my life" he said, and she could feel that he meant that. "I can also sense that you are a proud warrior, and I like that" he added.

"I am glad that you have answered my summons. We will have many adventures fighting evil where it lurks here on Avistan. I sense that you despise evil as much as I do, and will be as devoted to the cause as I. I am also a follower of Ashava, and I can feel that of you as well. I am very pleased that you are here. We are bonded for life, and elves live a very, very long time. I hope that you are pleased as well" he said to her.

"This is our home for at least the next week and we can learn about each other's strengths and our likes and dislikes, and I can tell you of the current situation that we are in, as I will be looking for an evildoer here in Magnimar, and decided it was time to summon you, so that you can aid me in my pursuit of this vile person, that has so far eluded justice" he said to her.

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Riliana listened as Andurain spoke; his words echoed in her mind and carried the weight of the world with them. There was nothing she wanted to do more than please him and work his will although in her own clever and unruly way she could already think of things she could help him do better. Right now she wanted to get far more intimate and please him in a very special way. She pressed up into his kiss, her arms going around his neck with a surprising strength.

When he broke the kiss she pouted a bit but her attention was locked on him in a way he'd never before experienced or witnessed. It was like there was no one else in the world but him and her very soul was dedicated to nothing but him. "The bond... yes... I am glad, oh so glad you joined us together." She felt his manhood harden and grow against her belly and purred a bit. Riliana ground herself against Andurain, rolling her slender hips as her hot flesh massaged his cock through his pants. "I feel your joy and pleasure with my presence and my whole body sings with happiness and desire." This was more like it for surely he had summoned her not just as a warrior companion but as a lover. Her master was handsome as many of her brothers and more masculine and earthy than any of them. Obviously a relationship as powerful as their bond could only be consummated when he joined their flesh as man and woman.

"I am well pleased that you are my master. You are handsome and brave I can tell." Riliana ran her hands down his back, probing and tracing his muscles before she cupped his buttocks. Now she began a slow, sensuous movement of her hips; up and down, side to side and then in a lazy circular fashion that made love to his cock. Riliana was strong with the power of her warrior people and her grip on his body was tight and needy. While her lower body seduced him she focused her shining, violet eyes on his. "I want centuries and eons with you my lord. I will fight by your side against evil where ever it lies." One hand slipped between the two of them unfastened his trousers with a practiced motion. Her hand stole down to his groin and gripped his hardness with a soft, delicate touch that was at odds with her earlier handling of his butt. "You summoned me nude to please you and consummate our bond." Her words vibrated now both physically and in their mind through the shared link. "I am both warrior and lover and I ache for you to fulfill my purpose."

[Assistant]
Her fervor was unexpected. While he was no virgin, Andurain had never experienced a woman desiring him so much. He loved it actually, and in this case, it felt right. It was as if she had been specially chosen to server as his companion. His parents would never understand, but he didn't really care at this point. He was going to use his gifts to work good across the lands, and expand his knowledge and power. Riliana would help him with that, and that was all that mattered. Ashava had blessed him, and he was thankful for that.

He was having difficulty focusing on much else at the moment though, as her perfect and tight body was rubbing against him in all manner of pleasurable ways, and it was very distracting. It was most pleasant however, and his thoughts about discussing their future exploits were dissolving. Even the pout she made after their first kiss broke was cute.

"I did" he said simply, giving in. "Mmm, you feel and smell wonderful, I can't deny my attraction to you, nor how your body is making me feel" he said to her, his voice now thick with desire. His large cock was fully erect and engorged now, waiting for her attentions. Other things could wait. He felt his need was too great, and hers was overwhelming, he could feel it through their shared bond and she was not truly going to be happy until he claimed her as his own in the most intimate ways a man claimed his woman. She was desiring it at this moment as a symbol that she was his. He lifted his shirt off of his body. "Take my pants off, and show me how you wish to please me" he said to her, his breathing hard now. His hands roamed about her as she wished for them to, touching her all over, and caressing her.

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Riliana watched Andurain carefully as she massaged his cock with her soft hand and rubbed her perky little breasts against his broad chest. She could sense the shift in his emotions both on his face and through the link that bound them. His growing desire and acceptance of her was signaled as well by the throbbing and further hardening of his glorious manhood. With each pulse of his shaft and each surge of pleasure the feedback of his desires further stoked the fires in her pussy.

"Oh master," she moaned as his hands cupped her breasts and rubbed the hard, girlish nipples. "I am made for you; summoned by the Avasha and your desires to be your perfect match." Riliana felt pride and excitement as her attentions brought him great pleasure and convinced him to take his own pleasure in her body. Her free hand slipped around and traced the muscles of his chest before moving further down to grip the belt of his trousers. Slowly kneeling she laid a string of kisses over his chest as she pulled his pants slowly down.

Flicking her thumb over the little slit at the end of his manhood Riliana spread the heavy moisture of his precum down along the length of his cock. She used the lubrication thus provided to jerk him off. Still moving down his body Riliana finally reached her knees before him. One hand pulled his pants off each leg and threw the offending garment well into the corner as he would not need clothing until noon or later of the next day if she had her way. With her other hand she cupped his balls, feeling their masculine weight and cooing softly at the virile promise contained within. She shifted to tickling the sensitive ball sack while her tongue lapped teasingly at the little cock slit and then engulfed the entire head of his cock in her mouth.

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"Of that I have no doubt" Andurain said to her, stealing another kiss before she began to touch him herself, her hands moving down his chest and stomach to his pants, where she began to remove them. He was fully erect now, and he groaned as she touched the tip of his cock. He was already leaking, the excitement in his body quite visible. He trembled when she began to move down his body, and he sighed as she began to cup his sack, her hands soft and warm on the sensitive flesh.

He groaned loudly when she engulfed the head of his shaft in her mouth. She was warm and wet, and the sensations shot right through him. His hands moved to caress her hair as she began to suck eagerly on his throbbing cock. "Nnnghhh, yes, oh yes" he moaned as her head bobbed back and forth along his thick length.

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Pure joy filled Riliana as she engulfed the head of Andurain's cock in her mouth. Arousal surged through her both from her own desires and the echo of her master's needs through their bond. Her nostrils flared as she breathed in around the hard and wonderful mass in her mouth, his clean and masculine scent pleasing her further. A sharp, pleasingly bitter taste of precum hit her as he throbbed her mouth and Riliana wondered how his seed would taste. She smiled to herself thinking of the years and decades where it would become her favorite taste and an obsession.

His caressing touch in her silky, violet hair sent shivers down her spine. Riliana realized just how much she craved his touch sexual or not. That there was only one bed in the room made her happy beyond reason as she contemplated snuggling naked against his masculine frame as they slept this night and every night.

Riliana knew that men liked having their cocks sucked and it seemed her master was no exception. His low moan and words of approval gave her the encouragement she needed to further pleasure him. Riliana bobbed forward on his cock, taking the head not deeply but near the back of her throat. Then she swirled her tongue over the sensitive underside of his shaft. Riliana was still young for an Azata but she had enough experience in the free wheeling sexual frolics of her kind to know what pleased a man. As he jumped and throbbed her mouth she praised the gods for blessing her with the experience to service her master.

With her mouth busy Riliana tickled and teased the sensitive skin of his inner thighs and the sack holding his glorious manly orbs. Having tasted his precum and stimulated his shaft with her tongue she began a slow bobbing motion that was part twirl, twist and suck as she settled into a steady effort to bring him to his peak.

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Andurain was no exception. Riliana was a true minx, her body was hot and ready, and her instincts were spot on. She was working her way around his cock like she knew exactly what he wanted. His breathing was getting a bit ragged, and his pulse raced as she licked, sucked and bobbed along his now slick, wet shaft with abandon. She was ensuring that every movement of hers brought him some pleasure, and he began to imagine her tight, wet body surrounding him.

As she felt his sac, and the warmth spread through the sensitive skin, he looked down to see her fervently pleasuring him, and enjoying it.

He was quickly approaching his peak and he began to grunt and groan, and she felt him tense up. "Riliana, I'm going to, oh gods" he groaned as he lost control, and unloaded his eruption into her mouth. Several thick, warm spurts of his cum filled her mouth, followed by several more as his body jerked and spasmed through his orgasm. "Unnggghh, yes!" he cried, his eruption finally subsiding as his climax finished. "Damn, damn, damn that felt good" he said, hands still running through her hair as she nuzzled his cock.

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Riliana was getting aroused herself as his heart rate and breathing increased as she pleasured him sexually. She felt a nice ache between her legs and stifled the urge to touch herself; there was no way she would masturbate while her master deserved her total attention. Besides, what she really wanted for him to sheath his manly sword in her willing pussy. As her desire rose she began to moan softly around his cock, the soft vibration in the back of her throat further stimulating him.

She felt him harden and his balls clench tightly as his orgasm approached. Riliana pulled his cock back just a bit so that as he spewed his load into her mouth she could swallow every drop. When the first hot, thick support of cum hit her tongue she almost orgasmed herself. He tasted just as heavenly as she knew he would and Riliana swirled his seed around in her mouth and then eagerly swallowed, wanting to retain the taste of him in her mouth for the rest of the night. She licked and sucked, kneading his balls in an effort to encourage more of his manly gift while she licked and sucked him clean.

Finally she looked up at him, the tip of his cock in her mouth as she slowly ran her tongue up and down his length in a satisfied, teasing manner. Her face was flushed and her hair mussed from his fingers while her eyes shone with love, adoration and lust. Riliana pulled free of him with a audible 'pop'. Her lips were shiny and glazed with his cum and meeting his eyes she smiled as she licked herself clean and visibly swallowed. "Master, please I ache for you. Can I touch and suck you until you are hard and then you can fuck my needy pussy?"

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"Unnghh" Andurain grunted, as the last spurt erupted and she licked him clean. He had a delirious look on his face of absolute delight, and a silly grin.

"No need my pet, I am ready to take you now, I need you" he said to her, still standing proudly at attention. He lifted her up and carried her to the bed, and laid her down on her back. He spread her legs, and ran his hand between them and along her slit, feeling her slick heat. "Mmm, hot and ready for me, are you?" he said to her. He moved up onto the bed, and ran the head of his cock along her sex, pressing it into her, savoring the feel of her heat on his shaft. "Ahhh, yes" he said. He looked down into her eyes, and then slid himself into her, sliding all the way in.

Her tight channel fit snugly around him. "Gods, you feel good, so very good" he said, beginning to move inside of her.

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Riliana returned Andurain's grin as she swirled her tongue around her mouth and swallowed the last of his cum. As he remained hard she reverently stroked the hard pillar of manly flesh that was the focus of her being at the moment. "Ohhhh..." she sighed as he scooped her up and carried her across the room. Riliana snuggled against his chest and melted into her arms as he took her to the bed and laid her down. She met his eyes and smiled, her thighs parting and knees rising to offer up her sex. "I'm melting, burning for you my master. My pussy aches with need." Indeed while her mons was barely visible and only lightly covered with a layer of violet curls her virginal labia were both well formed and red and puffy with desire.

Her calves wrapped around his torso as she settled between her legs. When his manhood pressed against her furrow she crossed her ankles and pressed him down and into her with the force of her legs. The movement of his cock into her womanhood was like a divine miracle. She closed her eyes and wrapped her arms around him. "Ahhhh.... ohhhhh... master, oh master! Oh joy and wonder!" His shaft was like a burning sword of truth cleaving her body and claiming her. She titled her hips and raised her lower body off the bed to encourage and hasten the final act of their union as he filled her cunt and bottomed out against the entrance to her womb.

Asari's sex was indeed hot and tight, almost as if she'd never known a man although it was evident that she was not a virgin. Despite her tightness Asari was amazingly well lubricated and Andurain's thrusts were effortless and smooth. Asari arched her back as he moved within her, lifting her butt off the bed with each thrust and griping down with her pussy to hold and massage him.

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"Mmm, my little minx you are a wondrous creature" Andurain said, kissing her fiercely on the lips as his body slid effortlessly back and forth inside of her. Lewd sounds of their bodies slapping together filled the air, and she felt his sack bounce against her with each deep, full thrust. He was bottoming out inside of her, his large, thick cock stretching her out. He was moving with purpose, pistoning like a well oiled machine as he rose and fell above her. He moved so that he could put her legs up, and her ankles on his shoulders, and as he held her legs, he began to push into her, burying himself to the hilt inside of her.

He was rapidly approaching another climax as he looked down at her succulent, nubile body, and watched his girth disappear into her.

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When she'd first been summoned Riliana had a momentary worry that her master would not desire her. Now as she clenched her pussy around his thrusting cock she knew that he found her desirable. "Oh master... oh master... fuck me... take me... claim my womb with your seed..." Her voice was high and thready, nearly a moan with only a few intelligible words in her soft ache of desire.

Riliana returned his kiss with desperate need; opening her mouth to his probing tongue and swirling her own against his. She gloried in the heavy musk of her own desire that filled the room along with pride in her own slick wetness that welcomed and enhanced his pleasure. Her tiny clit was burning with pleasurable fire that made her want to scream. She relished the heavy slap of his ball sack against her perineum knowing that his large, virile testicles promised a heavy load of seed and frequent, vigorous sex.

His hard thrusts stretched her sex, moving her organs to accept his manhood. The size of his shaft, the bulbous head was painful but it was good. Riliana could feel her body shift, adjust and adapt to be her master's perfect lover. "Ummmm... ohhh... master... fuck me hard!" It was all she could do as he moved her compliant legs up and over his shoulders. Riliana spread her thighs and arched her butt up and into his pounding motions as he opened her up. With each thrust she felt the swollen head of his cock press against the puffy, rounded ring guarding the entrance to her womb. Riliana knew that she was not fertile, not yet but her body would respond to his passion and need and slowly prepare itself to carry his seed.

With each thrust her body began to glow as the feedback from their joined passion tapped into her otherworldly magic. Simultaneously one of the pale violet gems on the hilt of her katana shimmered and began to pulse softly in unison with Andurain's manly thrusts.


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Kiya looked at him with an almost doting expression as she heard his words once inside her home. It was quaint and not very big. It was a one bedroom studio apartment in a fashion. Everything was open floor plan and very much spread out in its own corner and there was one bathroom, which she planned to use in order to get the crawling feeling out of her skin despite all the magic that had been done to preserve her by Faraz. "I see, well honestly, you're my first encounter for a Genie. I appreciate all that you've told me because now that I know I can keep my eyes open in a good way between them in the world when they don't have masters or mistresses. Perhaps, some still stick around out of spite or to cause trouble from what I have been told." Her voice gentle.

"Please, do feel free to ask me any questions that you, yourself, may have. I promise you that I am an open book just as much as you are." The way she moved while speaking showed him that she was respectful because her eyes might've moved away from him but it wasn't for long. Especially, as she did routine things like placing her bags in a specific spot or even moving to the kitchen and grabbing some water. "Would you like something to drink? Or eat? I wasn't sure if you needed to have anything or if you were just living off the energy that is around you to do magic."

"Oh my god I am so sorry for all these questions!" Her eyes looking sincere as she felt bad that she had done nothing but ask him a million and one questions. If it had been anyone else they probably would have told her to shut up by now or even ignored her. "I appreciate your openness to answer them even when you felt that you might have ignored it. Honestly, you didn't have to worry about that at all!" Kiya had a sweet disposition about things and tended to brush things to the side not holding grudges. "I won't lie I am afraid I'm going to be a crappy mistress to you... because I have nothing to wish for..."

That was partially a lie, she wanted to know about her dreams. She wondered how she could go about that... but ignored her feelings to let him just exist with her. Taking a drink of the water she made for herself, she placed it on the counter now. Wondering if he wanted anything. "Feel free to make yourself at home, Faraz, this place is just as much yours as mine."

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"That is true," Faraz admitted, regret in his voice. "Faraz the Fantastic would like to think that all genies in this world are here because of a genuine desire to help humankind. That is, unfortunately, not the case, and I can give you many examples: Nero burned his own city of Rome while under the sway of an evil Ifrit. Any earthquakes not fully explained by science are most likely Dao messing around beneath the earth. The same goes for other natural disasters and evil acts of mankind. On the bright side, not all bad things are caused by genies, which is why there are still genies here at all!" He ended with a positive tone, sending another of his brilliant smiles over to Kiya.

"I do have one or two questions, since you will permit them," the Djinn said, hearing his mistress say that she would try to be as open as Faraz himself was. "First, what do you study here at university and why? Second, seeing as there is only one bed, would you like him to sleep in his bottle, or do you have another place you would like Faraz the Fantastic to sleep?" The way the genie shifted from first- to third-person when talking about himself was one way that his inherent changeability was displayed. He hoped that it wasn't going to be an issue, because it was a subconscious thing that he would have great difficulty thinking about to change.

He took a moment to think about whether he needed anything. The air was good here: moving well and strong, so he would be able to glean lots of energy from it; food never hurt, however, and he hoped that his mistress was a good cook, because if she was, he would absolutely stick with her if she ever decided to free him. That was an idle---if prominent---thought, however, and he soon brushed it aside to answer her. "A glass of water would be lovely, and maybe some bread, please?" His tone was that of a polite guest, but it soon turned to teasing as he spoke again. "All questions are welcome after a millennium of solitude. But maybe I'll start charging a food tax: one roll of bread for each question, or something like that." Faraz laughed, showing that he wasn't being serious.

When Kiya said to make himself at home, the Djinn disappeared, reappearing instantly in a sitting position on the couch, retaining his human form. "Oh, please," he said lightly, "don't worry about not having wishes for me. Once you have used your three, I will have to return to the bottle and wait for a new master, so by all means, take your time!"

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Kiya would have ran a hand through her hair as she once again listened but moved to make him a glass of water now. She would have also refilled her own just because everything that happened on top of having missed a meal. Going into the pantry and collecting the bread as she paused when she heard his questions, cutting some bread for him she would have had a small smile now upon her lips.

"I am currently studying anthropology and archeology. Both in order to reach my goal of going back home in Egypt to find something amazing. Either or temple or palace complex I feel as though they haven't found everything yet beneath the sand that if they could truly peel back the layers history would be made in so many ways." As she spoke she moved to where he sat placing the bread and water on the table before the sofa. She moved back to the kitchen, "you may sleep anywhere you feel comfortable even if it's on the bed with me."

Kiya was open and being very honest as she looked down, "I won't lie though if you hear me cry and scream in my sleep it's a dream series of sorts that I've been having and if you don't want to get punched at all then the best thing to do is to let me alone and don't be concerned about me." Part of her was truly unsure why she had spoken about the series of dreams she had but part of her felt like asking another question.

"Faraz, one of my final questions for now would be this, do you know if people have past lives? If mortals get attached to another's soul or something like that?" Her voice sounded worried when she asked almost as if what she mentioned before and this question were tied together. Once again she thought about making a wish but fought it back because she didn't want him to feel like a slave to her.

That was not her goal. She just used the one time to save her own life that was all. She wasn't totally selfish and she wasn't going to cave in to stupid desires though she had several she knew in her heart that those would come with time and she wouldn't have to use his magic.

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"Of course; it would be somebody like that who found my bottle," Faraz said with a laugh. "Thank you, mistress," he added when Kiya brought him the bread and water. "I am sure that you will discover amazing things," he continued encouragingly.

The genie took a sip of the water and as he did so, turned it into wine. He was fine with doing that himself, as he did not want to be a financial burden for his mistress, forcing her to buy wine for him all the time. It was pretty much all that he drank, and after three thousand years, his tolerance was incredibly high.

"I think I will sleep on the couch for now, but I can move to the bed, if my mistress would prefer that," he said, before taking another drink. "And Faraz the Fantastic shall leave his mistress alone should she scream and cry while sleeping. It has been noted," the Djinn added, although he looked quite concerned for Kiya as she spoke and while he responded.

Faraz drained his cup when he heard the young woman ask about past lives. "I am not sure," he began cautiously. "Some dead humans become genies, as you know, so it must be true in some form. I cannot claim to know about humans reincarnating as humans again, however, as it taught in some Eastern religions. If that is not what you meant, you'll have to clarify for your servant."

The Djinn paused for a moment, before continuing. "I do believe in soulmates, and in soul-attachments. If it is true that a soul has a soulmate and can be reincarnated, then perhaps their soulmate in their first life will also be the same in the next one. That is what I mean by soul-attachment."

Suddenly, Faraz's human form disappeared, and he was back to looking as he had when he first appeared before her. He zoomed around the apartment---being careful not to disturb anything, before returning both to his human form and the couch. "Sorry, I feel the need to move every so often. It's just part of my airy nature," the genie explained.

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As Kiya listened she would have nodded some, soul-attachment between two souls, made perfect sense. It made perfect sense to her, there had to be ways that peoples souls were connected in a fashion unfamiliar to others. The most interesting thing about what he said had been that and the part of true soul mates. She had never found someone like that, whom she felt their souls had met before, and even then she wondered about the weird feeling that her and Faraz seemed to have about knowing one another before. She brushed it under the rug in her head some because it wasn't something that was important. "I appreciate you being willing to not come to me at nights." Her voice was a little pained to have to say that.

"It's just hard to sleep and things like that. Rough past..." She lied and knew it wasn't her past but a dream that had been fighting to the surface for years now. "I don't mind if you'd like to sleep on the couch though I am not sure how comfortable that would be. I won't force you to do things you don't want to do. I like the fact that you're respectful Faraz." Slowly she would have made another glass of water for herself and then moved gently to take his and refill it with water. Placing it back on the table she then giggled some when she watched him move quickly about the room.

"I understand. That's pretty fascinating that you can just do that to get your pent up energy and movements out." Kiya placed a hand upon her hip as she watched him return to the sofa. Moving to sit in the chair opposite him with the softest of sighs. Basically, she hadn't sat down since the event that led up to him saving her. Taking a deep breath she would have let her head move to look up at the sealing. "Do you feel like you know someone even if you don't?"

"What would that be considered?" Her tone was trailing off because now her exhaustion was kicking in. The wave of events that happened to her in one day taking a toll. She probably just needed a nap but the way she felt, was as if she didn't want to leave the chair now.

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"I'm glad that you appreciate it," Faraz said with a chuckle. "It's not easy when the person you serve doesn't appreciate it when you do the things you are commanded to do." He said this as if he knew what that was like---which, indeed, he did. Not all of his previous masters had been kind, and while the genie always hoped for the best with a new master or mistress, he was always prepared for the possibility of an unpleasant tenure of service.

"I understand about things making it difficult to sleep," the Djinn added, having some slight experience of that as well. He wasn't entirely sure that his mistress was being entirely truthful, but it was certainly not his business to try, so he made no indication that he suspected that Kiya was lying. "Faraz the Fantastic tries always to be respectful," he proclaimed in an upbeat tone.

He took the refilled water glass and changed it, too, into wine. He opted for a sweeter flavor this time, but it was still a red wine, as those were his favorites. "Thank you again," he said, performing an amused but not mocking little bow from where he sat on the couch. "If you ever need to let some energy out, however you like to do it, just say the word. Simple stuff like that doesn't have to count as a wish, for the record," he added.

When Kiya asked about knowing someone you couldn't possibly know, the genie couldn't help but laugh. "I know exactly what that feels like, because I feel like that every time I look at you, Kiya." He noted where she was looking, then continued. "I don't know what that might be called, maybe some form of dèjá vu, but I'm not sure."

Faraz could start to hear the exhaustion in her voice, so he stood up and walked over to her. "You should sleep. I can carry you over to your bed, in case you don't want to get up yourself," he offered, fully prepared to pick her up the instant she gave the word.

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The Genie might have taken notice that her head was leaning back and her eyes somewhat closed. Yet, when he spoke she would have replied, "If you think that you can maybe carry me. I doubt it..." She giggled some knowing that she wasn't entirely skinny she still had some weight because of her curves. The long dark hair fell over her face as her head moved to the side. It was out of pure exhaustion. "Thank you for your care Faraz..." Her voice trailed off from saying any more as she finally felt as though sleep was going to take over.

It wasn't as though she was purposefully cutting him off, because she had listened to his words. Something about him thinking that dèjá vu was happening between them. Perhaps, that was true but another part of her wondered if maybe there might've been more to it. She wasn't sure. However, knowing that sleep was potentially about to take over wasn't helping. Just because she truly didn't want to have another powerful dream especially with him there. Because as much as she wished she didn't have them she couldn't stop them anymore.

After falling purely asleep, she was unaware if she was placed in her own bed or not. It didn't matter because an hour or so after being sound asleep the dream came to her, powerful as it ever was. Her and some lover of sorts ancient Egypt all around them. A love affair beyond anything else causing people to hate them. Finally, the part that always seemed to hurt her him (a grayed out figure/fuzzy) getting hit in the heart with an arrow when they were out riding horses near the Nile. Another striking her, after a shriek of him falling into the water. Her falling shortly after.

Her heart aching and she was crying in the bed. Once the death scene happened, she awoke in the middle of the night with a scream, "NO!!" After she finally shook from sobbing tears. She would have began to place her hands over her eyes and cry. Softly rocking back and forth in the bed now while she would have felt terrible. Something about the parts of that dream felt beyond real. More than anything else the biggest issue she had was that the figure was never able to be seen, his words never heard, it was almost as if he was erased from her dream.

Potentially erased from her past, if in the event, that was what the dream was. She shook her head and tried to calm herself down in order to go back to sleep.

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Kiya was almost asleep, he knew it. When she consented to him carrying her to the bed, he transformed back into his more natural form, picking her up in his arms like a mother carries a child. It was a strange sight: this beautiful young woman being held so tenderly in the large, muscled arms of the blue creature.

Faraz, being ever-so-careful to not disturb her, as he could by now tell that she had truly fallen asleep, silently floated over to the bed. He placed his mistress upon it in the same way that a religious person might place a holy text on an altar: with great respect, caution, and reverence. He then floated his way back to the couch, to get some sleep, himself.

The genie woke instantly when Kiya screamed that anguished "NO!" He looked over to see her awake and rocking back and forth on the bed. He had promised not to intervene should she have a nightmare, but it was over now, it seemed, and Faraz was willing to risk her wrath to see if he could comfort his mistress at all, now that she was awake and all.

To that end, he resumed his human form and slowly approached the bed. "You said to leave you alone, but you are awake now, so I thought that maybe there was something that I could do to help you, now that your dream is over?" It was half a statement, half a question, but entirely genuine. The Djinn spoke softly, worried that any loud sound might have a bad effect.

"You know that I can do almost anything you'd like for you, just say the word, I beg you," Faraz said, very much desiring to be of some service, no matter how small.

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Kiya had tears streaming down her cheeks as she looked up into his eyes the pain from the dream seemed to hit her all to realistically. She knew it was silly and foolish to have this much emotion about a dream as she tilted her head to him some, "Please, just hold me... I-I don't want to be alone..." She pleaded softly with pure tears streaming more that he seemed so concerned about her well being.

She knew that it was part of his job to do so, yet, it was something she wished he would do because he wasn't a servant to her. Part of her felt terrible about him being in service to her. "I will have to either set you free or give you to someone else. I cannot force you to serve me..." She cried very gently. Rocking back and forth due to the fact her heart was hurting. "I'm not that selfish to ask for things... and though I'd love to ask things for the world to fix it I'm afraid others would get jealous of the fixes and make life worse."

"I am going to be a terrible mistress to you for not needing you perhaps in the ways I should..." Her voice gentle as she watched him very happy that he was kind. He was even considerate and the fact he approached after she told him not too just about destroyed her heart some. It wasn't a bad thing but something that she noticed. Her hair of black falling over her face somewhat as her green eyes focused upon him now. Gently she would have brushed her hand over her cheeks trying to wipe away the tears that kept falling down.

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"As you desire," Faraz replied, climbing onto the bed next to Kiya and wrapping his arms around her. As he listened to his mistress talk about how she was a terrible mistress for not wanting to use her wishes, the Djinn did not know how to respond.

"I'll be honest," he said when she had finished, "I have no idea what to say to that. I mean," and here he shrugged his shoulders, "it's not like you are the one forcing me to serve you. You weren't the one to bind me with that magic." He smiled sadly, although from his position behind her, she wouldn't be able to see it. "I don't know if that is comforting to you at all, but that's just about all Faraz the Fantastic can offer."

He thought for a moment, before continuing. "You're not like any master or mistress I've ever had. Lots of them Wished for money, or fame, or to solve a problem they had. Those are all valid things to Wish for." He kept one arm wrapped around her, but pulled the other down and began to gently rub her back as he continued speaking. "I don't say this to make you feel bad, but I'm not sure how to deal with you. Your unwillingness to Wish is very interesting and a new experience for me."

"I cannot speak about you freeing me," the genie continued, "but I can advise you to do what you think is the best thing to do. I may be as capricious as the weather, but I do not forget kindness or ill-will towards me, if that helps you decide." The Djinn was uncertain if he should keep talking, but he decided to just go for it. "In any case, I like you a lot, and I want you to know that I don't have to be doing anything that I'm doing right now. If I followed only the letter of my binding, I would be sitting in my bottle right now, trying to guess what your remaining two Wishes might be. Not sitting here, holding you while you cry over whatever it is that you dreamed about."

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Kiya would have begun to flutter her long eye lashes listening to his words, it made her feel a little bit calmer, "I-I appreciate that then..." She breathed very gently while wondering what she could have done to deserve a kindness like this. After hearing his words about all he could offer it was something that made her look over him now, "I know I wasn't the one to bind you but it still hurts a little to know your so compassionate."

Taking a break she would have felt the power of his statement, "I am sorry that you've never dealt with someone like me. I promise you that I will figure out a way eventually to use my wishes but there just isn't anything I desire..." Her voice was soft as she realized there was something but she was fighting knowing it because the potential it had to hurt her.

"Faraz, I will just be honest with you then..." She stated after hearing his last comments, "I dream every night about ancient Egypt, there is a man hidden within the dream a lover of mine... and while we spend precious time together someone from his court found out about us... he's the pharaoh and they send a mercenary to kill him and I watched him die in front of me before they stabbed me in the gut. I know its silly but this dream is so vivid and really real that I cry some... or scream. Like I did tonight..."

Her head resting against him as she looked out over her room. "I am sorry... I feel like a child because of it..."

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"Perhaps it is fate that brought Faraz the Fantastic to Kiya. If one believes in such things, then one needn't feel bad, because---theoretically---fate would assign a tool that suits the wielder's needs, whatever they may be." The genie was drifiting into philosophy now, never a strong suit of his, but an area of knowledge in which he enjoyed dabbling.

"As for your dream, or nightmare, if I may call it such," the Djinn began again, "if you are, indeed, experiencing the death of a lover all over again every night, I think that those who will blame you for screaming and crying have much harder hearts than I have. For my part, I cannot begrudge you that. It sounds like a terrible thing to endure."

Faraz thought for another moment, his hand never ceasing as it caressed Kiya's back. "Is there nothing to identify when, specifically, these scenes occur? Perhaps a high-profile monument that does not yet exist? I ask because it may help you identify this mystery lover," he explained, "although I understand if you would rather not re-live it."

The genie held her closer to him, knowing that solid contact could help greatly in calming somebody down. Although he was itching to move again, he resisted his urges, still sitting almost completely still upon his mistress' bed. "But perhaps my mistress would like to speak of more pleasant things?"

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"Fate? Yeah, maybe." She stated softly now as she leaned back into him, her hair in her face some as she would stare at a spot in the wall. Kiya was listening for sure but wasn't entirely sure that Faraz was brought to her by fate yet, it seemed very likely the more they talked together. It was something now that she was beginning to cherish between them. The fact he was always so kind and willing to listen, or even stay still this long on his own stated volumes in her mind of what he was like.

"Thank you so much for holding me like this... and giving the advice and things." Her voice was gentle as she spoke, playing with a bit of her hair idly through her fingers, "I would say its hard to see a high-profile moment... its like a gray mass is there all the time... it speaks and I can't hear it... but I know in the nightmare/dream that I love the person because of the way I speak to it..." Trailing off she would have sighed some, "I don't think we should focus too much more on it. Now, that I have had this nightmare it won't show back up again tonight luckily. So, I should be able to sleep again..."

"Even if I don't really want to do so..." She giggled lightly and then took a deep breath to calm herself. The emotions she felt were very real and she hated that very much for him. She enjoyed the company of this Genie more than company she had in the past. "You can move around now if you want. I get the sense that Faraz is almost like air in a way, you have to have some form of constant movement to keep yourself happy."

Looking back at him over her shoulder she would have tilted her head wondering if that was the case or not.

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"It is not a trouble at all for Faraz the Fantastic," the genie proclaimed when Kiya thanked him. When she continued on about the dream, he listened intently. He was about to say something about it which would make sense for a genie to do (i.e. forget about what is past), but which would be much harder for a human to do (mortals having much less time to reconcile issues than immortal beings). Perhaps fortunately, Kiya agreed that it would be better to change the subject before the Djinn actually could say anything.

"Do you mean that you don't really want to go back to sleep?" Faraz inquired as her giggle died down. When she said he could move around, he said a quick but sincere "Thank you," then transformed and zoomed around the apartment in the same manner as he had before.

Her asking about whether he was like the air hit something inside of him, and, like a gathering storm, his face darkened. "I thought that it was a bit obvious. We are elemental beings," he explained, and the air grew heavy as the Djinn's annoyance filtered through it, "and our natures are governed in large part by the nature of our element."

Then he saw the look on his mistress' face. His features softened, and the air became once more light and free. "I am sorry," Faraz said, remorse in his tone. "I did not mean to frighten you, and I cannot harm you. Like the summer winds swirling into a tornado, the slightest thing can make me angry, but such is the nature of my kind. All genies are easily angered, and it can be impossible to predict what may set one off."

He turned away from Kiya, returning to the couch in his human form. "I will do better in the future, although I cannot promise smooth sailing. And now you know, I guess." As he spoke, the genie's tone grew more and more depressed, as if he expected to be banished to the bottle for his outburst.


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A small giggle left her as he spoke about the state she put him in, a wicked smile curved her lips up. As Benjamin slowly helped her down, her feet finally on the ground, she could see him moving his pants around and couldn't help but giggle again. Before he took her anywhere, she had to take deep breathes to make the pink go away. Control, breath in, breath out, she thought to herself until her vision became normal again. He quickly grabbed at her and pulled her along, they made it quickly to his apartment building and she couldn't help but look up. Thank god, she thought to herself, if it was a privet home she would have had an issue with him needing to invite her in. Apartment buildings though, they didn't really have those kind of vampiric law to them for some reason. Perhaps it was because there was so many people who lived in one place.

Gabriella waved at the doorman and gave a little wink, a hint to exactly why she was there, which only added to the thrill for her. When the elevator door closed, he was on her again. Their kisses had more heat, more urgency than the kisses in the park. She met him with full force. When they separated, she panted softly and leaned against the sides of the elevator for a moment. "Oh why do that when I can just make you wait that much longer?" she teased him as her hand explored his body.

She wanted him to want her like no one has ever wanted her before. Her hand cupped his pulsing bulge and she looked him in the eye. "I can hold out longer than you," she cooed even though she had a feeling they both knew she was bluffing.

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"Oh you cruel, cruel woman." He said in a light and playful tone while a smile spread across his face. In truth he knew she was right, although he knew he would love to see her naked just about anywhere, there was something even more special about not having to wait and pause their actions while he fumbled with a door or had to avoid the stares of others. The elevator doors opened up and he took her hand before looking back at her to add, "We will see about that, I believe I will have you begging for me far before I start to beg for you."

His apartment was the third door on the right, and he merely had to position his hip just right against the door for the keycard to scan and open the door to them. His apartment was quite spacious, showing that he was not someone who would decorate his home with many personalized items. He enjoyed a simple layout, mostly due to the fact that he barely spent any time at his place and rarely invited anyone else over.

Benjamin guided Gabriella through the door, stepping in behind her to press his hips up against her ass as the door closed behind them. His hands were on her hips, but they soon began to travel upwards, sliding under her shirt and lifting it up as his finger tips caressed up her ribs and up to her breasts. Benjamin gave both of her breasts a firm squeeze as he began to grind his hips against her ass and started to bite and nip his way along the left side of her neck.

By the time he reached her ear he once again let his hot breath caress against her cool skin as he told her. "You are absolutely gorgeous Gabriella. I want to make sure we take our time and enjoy ourselves for the rest of the night."

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A wicked smile came to her lips as he called her cruel. The door opened and she let him take her hand and lead her to his apartment. A shiver went down her spine as he told her that she would be the one begging. A part of her didn't know if he could or couldn't but she was almost eager to find out. When he opened his door, she took a moment to look around his apartment and found it a bit odd it was so clean and well organized. Most men were not unless they were never there or had a house keeper.

Benjamin guided her end and the thoughts about his world ended for a moment as she felt him press himself against her. Which earned him a moan and she pushed back against him. An arm went up and wrapped around his neck as nibbled at her neck. Her eyes were half open and her vision turned slightly pink again, which caused her to just close her eyes and slowly grind against him. Gabriella was ready for him, she could feel just how moist she was and she began to ache slightly. "I don't think either of us are going to be able to wait all night to finally get there," she joked with her voice full sexual tension.

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He had begun kissing along the other side of her neck as she told him that neither of them had much patients left at this point. That caused him to chuckle before he finally pulled away from her neck to pull her shirt up and over her head. "True, that was perhaps the longest elevator ride of my entire life." With her shirt off he finally turned her around to face him, getting a good look into her pink eyes for the very first time. In the back of his mind his brain was screaming at him, telling him exactly what those eyes meant.

Luckily for him, that was just the back of his mind. He could push those thoughts away for now and rationalize her eyes in a number of ways. Instead of thinking too deeply about it he moved in to give her another passionate kiss while his right hand went around to the center of her back. With practiced ease he found the clasp of her bra and unhooked it in a single pinch. His other hand had gone to her hip, guiding her backwards and towards the edge of his sofa without breaking the kiss or opening his eyes. As soon as the back of her knees hit the sofa he gently lowered her down, making sure to hold onto her back until she was lying flat on her back.

Benjamin did not join her yet. Instead he stared down at her in admiration as he pulled away her bra and told her honestly. "You are absolutely gorgeous Gabriella." It wasn't fair that she was the only one losing clothes, and Benjamin reached down to take off his own black long-sleeved shirt. As he peeled the fabric over his head and tossed it aside he didn't even think about the tattoos that were covering his torso. He had a pentagram in a black circle over his left pectoral muscle to show his allegiance to the demon hunting clan. Oh his left shoulder blade he had a tattoo of a black dagger with a drop of blood hanging on the tip. It was the symbol of the vampire hunting family he had been adopted into. Most humans would never recognize the symbols for what they really were, and these days enough people had tattoos that he wasn't worried that they would stand out.

With his shirt off he moved back down over Gabriella, pressing his hips up against hers as his hands went to the sides of her head to hold himself up above her. He gave her one more soft kiss before giving her a playful smile as he started to kiss down the center of her throat as he made his way down to her breasts. "I hope you don't mind that I get to explore you first, my apartment after all." He gave her a playful wink, as if this was somehow something she wouldn't want him to do.

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A small chuckle came out husky as she was a mix of amusement and arousal. The feeling of his eyes on her made her shiver slightly with arousal. Met with another passionate kiss, she kissed him back hungrily. She let him walk them backwards until her knees hit the back of his sofa. He laid her on his couch and she groped at him. Her hands wondered down his chest and torso. The hand slinked back up to his neck and lightly ran a nail along his throat. She could feel his pulse through her finger and she shudder from all kinds of need that pulsed through her. Once her breasts was free, he could see the perky pale flesh of a D cup size breasts. Pink nipples thinny but taunt.

His gaze only made her squirm with pleasure. As he took of his shirt, she couldn't help the hunger in her gaze as her eyes slide over his now bare chest. That was when her eyes hit the tattoo and everything froze for a moment. Shock made the world seem to slow and she couldn't help it as her vision turned a very bright pink, there was no way to hide her reaction. Suddenly she was both deeply aroused and very concerned for her safety. While she was trying to figure out what exactly to do, he kissed her again. The kiss down her throat made her swallow hard and lick her lips. "Benjamin..." she said softly but she couldn't help it.

Gabriella's fangs were fully lengthened and her body was extremely tense. Every muscle in her body was tight and ready to spring into action. "You're a hunter," she said calmly but she was ready to fight for her life the moment he said something.

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The second her gaze focused on his tattoo he knew that he could no longer deny what she was. Her eyes shifted in color, glowing a more intense pink to show the mix of arousal and danger in her eyes. The two bright white points in her mouth that he knew were as sharp as steel were just the icing on the cake and he gave her collar one last soft kiss as she slowly told him exactly what he was. His right hand went down to rest on her left breast as he gave it a soft squeeze, knowing at any second that the pair might be at each other's throats, quite literally.

"And you are a vampire. Neither of which are things you like to bring up when picking up a stranger at a bar." He gave her a wry little smile, so annoyed at his lot in life that he couldn't just enjoy one night off work. If any other hunter was here he knew they would have jumped for joy at a chance to kill a vampire who was not expecting a fight. Benjamin, however, simply let out a low sigh and continued to gently massage her breast.

"I was really hoping my eyes were playing tricks on me back there. I like you Gabriella, I like you a lot." He settled down on his knees, finally letting go of her breast and instead reaching for her hips just to hold her in place. "You should know that I brought you back here because I like you, and not for any sinister reason." He sighed, glancing briefly at the door and saying, "You know I only hunt vampires who kill humans, and I don't think you were at that bar to find a new target to drain." He didn't know if she thought his actions against other vampires would mean he was irredeemable in her eyes. The thing was that it wasn't just his erection and the need to be with someone as beautiful as her that made this hard. He genuinely enjoyed her, and that was so bloody rare these days.

"You can leave right now if you want. I will not harm you or chase after you Gabriella. I only came to that bar tonight to relax" he smirked to himself and gave her a soft smile, "Tonight is honestly full of surprises." He wanted to just tell her he couldn't care less if she was a vampire or not, but unless both sides felt the same way continuing their fun would only lead to a very unique death.

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If it was any other time, she would have laughed at his joke. Especially since there were whole bars for vampire loving goths that would gladly offer their life just to be bitten by her. However, she was sure there were bars for hunters too. He fed her arousal by massaging her breast and it made it hard to decide between her arousal and a small ting of fear. Him telling her that he liked her gave her a small bit of hope that he wasn't going to attempt to kill her. She watched him, she watched him like a cat watched a mouse try to talk to them. As he talked about her not there to eat another human she felt flushed slightly.

Gabriella was a much different being than just a year ago. A year ago, she would have picked a different bar, seduced the first person that would look at her, take them back to her master, and then the two would torment and feed of them. She didn't know what to say to him. If he knew her past, he would kill her. Just like a hunter did to her master. Relax, that was the word that somewhat triggered her. Not in a bad way, but it made her realize that she was over thinking it all. Right now, they were just going to have sex. Why did she feel the need to look beyond that. "I will make you a deal, we will have sex and then we can just move on. You don't hunt me, and I don't hunt you. I want to have sex with you Benjamin," she voice was tight but deep with arousal; her pink eyes dimming slightly with arousal only.

"I'm working on being better, I've never had sex with a hunter before..." she purred, even though she never had sex with a living human before who was still alive after. However, she didn't think it was a smart move to say that to him.

Moving towards him, she slid her hand up his thigh, his stomach, and landed on the tattoo. Where she let her nail slowly trace the outline. When she felt that his muscles were relaxed, she moved even closer. Her fangs slowly shrank back from danger until her teeth were normal again. Smiling, she moved until her nipples brushed his chest and her hand moved back down until her finger tapped on his hard on. "So what do you say? Deal?"

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It was the first time since he laid eyes on her that he fully understood how intelligent and calculating she was. As she looked him over he saw the eyes of an apex predator, and he knew that she would be able to rip him from limb to limb if she wanted to. She was probably hundreds of years old and he was a new hunter, they were not on level playing fields. Yet, they both shared the same desire for each other, and hearing her say that she still wanted to make love with him brought a broad smile to his face.

Hearing her say that she still wanted to have sex with him in spite of the risk was one of the sexiest thing she could have said to him just then. Adding to that the way she said it actually made him moan out in pure anticipation at what it would be like to just spend the rest of the night wrapped up in her arms. He nodded in agreement and he found himself leaning towards her to tell her, "And I have never had sex with a vampire." This was going to be a very unique experience for them both. He knew that vampires could possess massive amounts of strength when they wanted, she could break his bones if he gave her a big enough orgasm without warning her. That was a thought that was more encouraging that he could have imagined.

What was surprising though was how much he believed her when she told him she was working on being better. There were hunters who just assumed all vampires were evil incarnate. Benjamin had met more than a few who hated their existence or hated killing humans, and he knew that Gabriella had no real reason to tell him this if it were a lie. She could have easily told him she didn't kill her lovers, but instead she told him something personal about herself, and that made him trust her even more.

As her hand ran up his chest he shivered and reached out for her knee, giving it a soft squeeze as her fangs retracted. It wasn't until she was gently tapping his member and pressing her chest up against his that he let out a soft laugh and gave her a deep kiss. He closed his eyes and just enjoyed the feeling of her cool lips against his. There was no need to break away from the kiss any time soon, and his hand that was resting on her knee slid up her thigh ever so slowly. Soon his finger tips were brushing up against her sex as he leaned forward. His free hand went behind her back, holding her up as he slowly guided her back down to the couch. Only when her back hit the bed and his fingers were slowly sliding up and down against her lower lips did he break the kiss.

"I like the part of the deal that involves no hunting." He nipped down on her bottom lip and gave it a tug just as his fingers pressed inside of her sex. He made sure to be as gentle as possible, thrusting his fingers back and forth slowly as his digits slid further and further inside of her. "Let's talk about moving on once the sun goes down the next day, I just want to enjoy you for now." Part of him didn't want to believe that this night would end with him never seeing her again. He started to kiss across her chin and towards her left ear this time. As he reached her ear he licked around her earlobe and breathed hot air against her ear. His fingers were fully inside of her by now, and he began to curl and wiggle his fingers about as he began to search for her favorite spots.

"I want to take my time with you Gabriella, I want to see how many times I can make you cum before I finally get to fuck you." He began to kiss down the side of her neck after he said that. If this was going to possibly their only night together, he was going to make it a night she would never forget.

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The smile made her face tingle slightly, her body slowly relaxed until she wasn't ready to run for the door or fight if he could keep up with her. Still, she knew he wanted her just as badly as she wanted him and that was all she needed to know. His moan when she said his name only made her let out a soft groan of her own that she bit back slightly. A chuckle escaped her as he admitted that he never had sex with a vampire. "I never would have expected that," she said with heavy sarcasm.

As they kissed again, she kissed him deeply and passionately. This was probably the only time she would see him, anymore would be dangerous for both of them. So she would make the best of it now. They would let tonight ring forever and just before dawn, she would leave. For now though, she focused on Benjamin himself. Focused on the now, Gabriella grabbed more of him. Full grabbing his member and started to slowly expect his length with her fingers. He moved them to the bed and she looked up at him again when his fingers brushed her core.

She panted lightly as he teased both of her lips, a shudder went through her. He agreed with her, tonight was something they wanted to focus on. Not tomorrow. Whimpering and bucking slightly as his fingers finally entered her, her hand moved more up and down along his shaft. "I don't want to be the only one cumming Benjamin," she whined his name as her fingers pushed and rubbed the slit on the top of his cock.

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Hearing her sarcastic comment only made this evening that much harder. It made him laugh and he wished that there was a way to undo the rules and societies keeping them apart so he could here those witty and sarcastic comments each and every day. Yet when someone could not break the molds and roles that society and the world created for them, the only hope was to just forget those rules and live for the moment. While Gabriella was on her back she gave him a firm demand that she was not to be the only one receiving pleasure at that moment.

It was very hard to argue with a woman holding his member like that, and he gave her a shuddering nod as he let out his own moan in return at the feeling of her soft cool hand wrapped around his hard member. This was all too much to handle, and he knew he could not just be his regular reserved self around Gabriella. With a more passionate groan he moved up from her neck so he could stare into her eyes as he said, "That is a very fair demand."

With that said he leaned in for yet another deep kiss as he guided his hips up and towards hers. With her help he placed the head of his member up against her now unprotected sex and slowly pushed his hips forward. That first thrust was slow and deliberate, he wanted to feel each and every inch of himself slowly press inside of her so he could memorize this feeling as he moaned out against her lips. When he finally pressed his hips fully up against hers he broke away from the kiss and reached up to grasp the back of her hair and to tangle his fingers through her red locks.

"God Gabriella... you feel amazing." This felt so right, and in seconds he had begun to thrust his hips back and forth as he developed a steady rhythm to his thrusts. He couldn't remember the last time he had needed anyone as much as he needed her, and in the back of his mind he wondered if this was what sex with a vampire was actually like, or if maybe, just maybe, there was more of a connection here than he realized.

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A smirk curved her lips playfully as he agreed with her. While she was eager to have many climaxes, she wasn't going to be a selfish lover. There were only a few times were both her partner and Gabriella didn't climax the same amount and that was because her master or Gabriella killed and ate them. Still, every time her master wanted her, she would make sure they both were thoroughly sated. Same with the one vampire she had met since her master died when she tried to become apart of a new pack. However, when they were just as cruel as her master, her new sense of humanity couldn't bare to let her continue.

A stroke of his finger brought her back from such memories and she wiggled her hips. Almost matching his strokes with his fingers, letting out a sigh moan whenever his fingers rubbed or pressed against her g-spot. His deep kiss was met with hunger. She lightly bit and tugged his lips as he guided himself to her sex. Gabriella's teeth only letting go when she felt him press himself into her. Slowly pushing every inch of himself until she could feel his balls lightly tickle her skin. She shuddered as he moaned against her lips.

Once he filled her completely, his fingers went into her hair and goosebumps went up her spine. Her fingers curled into his bed as he finally started to thrust. She would let him be in charge for now, savor the feeling of his body on top of hers as her sex coolly gripped his member and like a snake would coil and uncoil him as he found his rhythm. Her moans echoed as she was never a quiet lover. She watched him, predator eyes waiting for their strike but instead of eating him, she waited until she was ready to switch positions.

"You..." she breathily said between moans, "you're prettttty thickkk.." she hissed and moved her hips with his rhythm to drive him deeper, "for a huuuman." she finally said as a sharp moan left her when his head hit her g-spot.

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This was not going to be a night where Benjamin would be able to show his lover what years of training and enhanced stamina could do for someone in the bedroom. The way Gabriella's walls squeezed his member showed him that he would be lucky if he didn't cum prematurely. Not only was this one of the most beautiful women he had ever met, but she knew exactly what to do to make sure her lover would never forget her. Just as he was about to be lost in pleasure she decided to give him a very cruel compliment, one that forced an unexpected burst of laughter out of him that was soon mixed in with a moan.

He loved that snide remark, despite every part of him wanting him to feel annoyed. He wanted reasons besides their occupation and true nature to never see her again. He shouldn't be enjoying the sex like this, he should be just focusing on getting a release and ending the night. With a smile still on his face he pulled back from her, getting up on his knees as he reached for her right leg and hoisted it up against his chest. As her body rolled to the side he leaned forward, spreading her legs as he began to thrust in a bit deeper and faster in this new position.

As his thrusts grew harder and he was bouncing her body up and down on the bed he managed to say between a few hard breaths and moans, "Well you are very beautiful..." he knew that he could have brought up the fact that she was a vampire, but that was territory that the pair had already treed. Instead, he gave her a wicked smirk and concluded with, "for a redhead." Her hair was actually one of the most appealing features about her, but he figured a random low blow could be fun right about now.