Zell walked along the elegant hallway; since meeting that cute girl who caused strange feelings to erupt within his chest, the gemstone inside his left hand would portray her feelings, shallow thoughts and desires to him like they were permanently linked. He could hear her mother's plot but had no reason to stop it.
'A cute elf is going to give me her virginity; let's make it a wonderful memory she will never forget.'
Since he parted from her and returned to the main building, he could feel the presence of many elves following him in the shadows; their eyes were flat and empty, movements almost silent, if not for hearing the conversation between the cute Lusia and Asmerias they would have eluded his detection completely.
He headed to the main waiting room, wondering if he could meet up with Chris, wanting more information about the forest elves, their combat power, and any hidden or secret forces.
However, the only people in the waiting room were Alice and the annoying guy who followed the princess, now with a swollen face as he looked through the door; the moment that guy saw him, he clicked his tongue and began to insist something to Alice.
Zell stepped into the elegant waiting room of the noble's mansion and was immediately struck by its grandeur. The room was tastefully decorated with ornate furniture and luxurious fabrics in deep shades of red and gold. Large windows adorned with heavy curtains let natural light filter into the room, creating a warm and inviting atmosphere.
'I thought this guy was dead...' Zell muttered under his breath as he watched them exchange words.
Alice shrugged nonchalantly while giving a sense of not caring, her eyes instantly turning to the open door and seeing Zell. Her face lit up before she seemed to think something as he saw her pout. The other man glared maliciously before storming out of the waiting room.
"You're here! I'm so glad!" She rushed over to him, hugging him tightly, making him wonder what was wrong with her. Wasn't she telling him that they would soon fight another duel? Now she was affectionately hugging his waist.
"It's not like I went far; why is nobody here?"
She released herself from the hug and looked at him worriedly.
"Eh, this is your first time? Most people who don't get into the meeting go into the city, play at the casinos, or sleep with the local girls. Honestly, the trip and world summit is a farce; they don't plan anything to do with the strange monsters that are invading, rather caring more about their profits and races."
He felt her grasp his hand and pull him over to the sofa as the pair sat down together; it was rather comfy and a wine-red colour, not to mention the sofa, but the room itself was rather grand, with a thick black carpet with strange images and sigils along the edges in golden thread, Zell thought it was probably real gold as the people here seemed pretentious and proud.
As he scanned the room, Zell noticed an array of exquisite artwork adorning the walls, ranging from oil paintings to sculptures. The pieces seemed to exude an air of sophistication and refinement that reflected the noble's taste.
In the centre of the room stood a magnificent chandelier, which sparkled and shimmered in the light. Its intricate design was a testament to the skilled craftsmen who had created it.
The room was spacious, with plenty of seating options for guests. Plush sofas and armchairs upholstered in velvet and silk offered a comfortable place to sit while waiting. The coffee table in the centre of the room was adorned with fresh flowers and a silver tray of delicacies, including pastries and chocolates.
A well-stocked bar was located in the corner of the room, offering a variety of fine wines and spirits for guests to enjoy. Zell could not help but be impressed by the elegance and attention to detail put into the design of the waiting room.
'It's a pretty nice setup...'
He glanced back towards the entrance and noticed two guards standing watch outside. They both wore dark green uniforms made from high-quality leather. Their breastplates bore a symbol resembling a crown on top, while their swords hung from their belts.
"Alice, why do they have such old-fashioned clothes, not using pistols and black suits?" He was curious and asked the girl, who became shy when he sat directly beside her, touching her thigh almost naturally and stroking along her leg.
It sent shivers throughout her body, and she tried to move away from him at first, but the moment he caressed her inner thigh, she shuddered and slumped against his body while looking at him with pleading eyes. Her cheeks were rosy as she looked down, biting her lip.
"Ah.... well, most races, when they reach a certain power, don't care about certain things, but they choose them for the aesthetic and nostalgic value.."
"nostalgic value?"
Her eyes turned distant as she smiled dreamily, thinking of something else. "Oh, yes, my father used to wear a similar outfit during his younger days."
Zell raised an eyebrow, curious about her father, but then she continued.
"It's like some races are from worlds that didn't have guns or science, thus that long for that nostalgic feeling of the middle ages, or an age where people fought with steel and leather, using their bodies to push forward into a new age. Or so my dad used to say, although what would a dwarf know about that... He just liked to make sharp knives and good metal tools... haha!"
His hands moved to stroke her cheek as she laughed softly. "That sounds interesting..."
She leaned closer to him, almost like it was a natural action, enjoying his touch as she made it easier for him to caress her face while letting out a happy hum.
"Is there anything else you are curious about?" She asked with a cheeky smile, her body now more relaxed and no longer filled with the strange tension from before as her hands began to entangle his, stroking along his fingers as if trying to burn their sensation and feeling in her memory.
"Hmmm... why are you a little different from before?" Zell was curious as she was so feisty and fiery in the ballroom, but now she was like a flirtatious woman.
"Well, I've been training with my spear every day and didn't train in the womanly ways, so my mother scolded me and gave me some advice. I guess..." She said, smiling brightly and blushing a little.
He didn't know exactly what that advice was, but if her mother was anything like Alizée, he knew another trap was being laid for him.
Thus, he might need to stay on guard. Zell suddenly began to wonder why all these damn mothers were trying to send their daughters into his lap, he had no problem eating them up, but none of their plots or plans would come to fruition as he would take their beloved daughters and flee!
Creak!
Suddenly the door opened, and two beautiful elves entered; their eyes were vacant but a beautiful blue, and they wore a white and black robe that kind of looked ceremonial, filled with a sense of purity and elegance.
"Lord Delacroix?" Both women spoke with the same voice and tone, one lower than the other, to make a stunning harmonic effect.
"Yes?" He responded to them while his hand still enjoyed the soft inner flesh of Alice's thighs.
"We are the maids assigned to attend upon Lord Delacroix, as our princess and queen desire you to visit them for a private meeting. We can offer any service you desire, should you require anything." One added as the pair finished each sentence for the other; the silent elf licked her lips and leaned forward to show a sexy body with a light green gem between her breasts.
They bowed respectfully and curtsied, showing respect.
"Forgive us for the interruption, Lady Alice. This is an order from our queen and cannot be denied; I beg you to understand and enjoy your moment of passion with Lord Delacroix later and in private..."
"Ahhh!?" Alice screamed as she quickly closed her legs, trying to hide the red blush on her cheeks and moving slightly away from Zell.
His subtle movements allowed his hands to enter her dress and start stroking along her most precious area without her even realizing or offering resistance; if anything, the large wet patch on the black satin undergarments showed quite the opposite.
This wasn't normal behaviour for the young lady; she usually acted coldly and detached around men, but he could now feel how hot and excited she was.
"Ahem... Zell, these ladies seem to want your company... I have to go and uhm... train! Yes.... mother wanted me to train my spear skill..." Alice began to stutter as she quickly jolted up, dashing towards the door, but before leaving, she looked back towards Zell, then at the elves, and a strange envious look appeared on her face as she vanished into the passage.
"Ah, look, you scared her away... What will I do now?" Zell sighed with a bitter smile, then looked at the elves.
They remained silent and stared at him blankly, their eyes unreadable. After a few moments of silence, one finally broke the ice.
"So, shall we begin your services?" The elf asked with a sultry voice as she slowly approached him, stepping onto the rug and walking seductively towards him, as her face and hand pointed to the bulge in his pants.
"Oh? What do you have in mind?" Zell asked, his body leaning back and watching the elves with a lustful gaze, his eyes turning slightly golden as his incubus instincts took over.
The maid remained silent before gracefully kneeling between his thighs, her face on the same level as his crotch as she slid both hands along his thighs, with a faint smile on her lips, before toying with his zipper and belt, jingling before she snapped them open with a skilled hand, A moment later the other elf appeared behind his body, after locking the door with the key.
Her upper body leaned over his shoulder as her pretty face began to kiss his cheeks while stroking along his chest, pushing open his suit to show his powerful muscles and tight body, her lips letting out a gasp of admiration as the kneeling maid finally pulled open his tight boxers, the colossal mass smacking her nose as it thundered out into freedom, causing her face to slightly deform with a squish.
After a brief moment, she grabbed hold of the base of his shaft. She gently stroked along its length, sending waves of pleasure through Zell's body as the maid kept staring at him with lustful eyes, her expression becoming increasingly horny as she moved her hand slowly, opening her lips as a warm, squishy sensation enveloped Zell's lower body, as it felt like he was melting into the elven maid's mouth, as she gagged and spluttered.
"Is our elven hospitality to your liking, Mr Delacroix?" The elf behind him whispered into his ear as the wet sound of her twin filled the room, drool dribbling from her chin and nose, reaching down and pressing her ample bosom against his back, teasing and licking his pointed ears with her vulgar and dextrous tongue.
"Ah, it's very comfortable, so much that I want to reward her with a considerable show of my gratitude." The moment his words sounded, both elves knew his second meaning as the lips of the kneeling elf narrowed, her throat and mouth becoming soggy and tight around him, the wet vacuum sound now echoing in the elegant room as he leaned back into the soft marshmallows of the elf behind him, feeling a cute elven maid now taking his member deep into her throat causing it to bulge along with her pink cheeks.
While this happened, the elf behind Zell pulled his head back, leaning over the sofa's backrest, as her soft dress slid down, revealing the massive breasts with more prominent nipples than he expected, the cute pink areola shimmering with a slightly sticky look, as she began to smear sweet smelling honey over them from a small jar.
"This honey is known to elongate a persona's life, called the sap of the world tree... please enjoy its flavour with your mouth, using my unworthy bosom as your bowl." Her words were soft and well-formed as the elf between his legs took him deep each time she finished to take a breath, almost hypnotizing Zell as her soft nipple slipped into his mouth.
A taste of heaven with sweat and caramel-like texture and flavour as her soft moans escaped her lips from his experienced tongue movement and gentle sucking, like a child.
For the next hour, the room was filled with the sweet scent of honey and caramel and the melodic sound of two elves gasping and moaning before the sudden choking and gagging of them both sounded, before the gentle movements of the sofa's springs began to sound, the gasps of both women now louder and more vigorous for a short while.
Forest elves were indeed a lustful and enchanting race, Zell thought after he left the room feeling refreshed and energised.
At the same time, the two ladies were dishevelled on the sofa, their entire bodies convulsing from the taste and sensation of their session of "Service" Now, the gemstones on their necks were a crimson red, with a strange dragon-like tattoo around them.
To Zell's surprise, both girls were virgins as he sought to fulfil their orders, not wanting both girls to be punished; now he blew a few loads in them, he could face the cute Lusia with a calm mind and decide on his own what to do with the situation.
'Those gemstones changed when I came inside them, but if that happened to all of them, why did they all have green-coloured gems, not red...' Zell had a deep feeling that the reason for the red might be closely linked to his Crimson Dragon bloodline, as when he was enjoying their bodies deep inside them, it was like his member and their bodies were designed for each other, even without using the versatile function... the elves like Yinfra chose his usual size and shape.
'They wanted to sleep with me as I am... elves are cute.'
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