War of Passion [+18, Noise Prince and Zombie_in_a_Box]

[Zombie_In_A_Box]

After having finished the spanking, whether he had to give only the fifty he initially planned or more, Aerlan leaned down against his pet again, bringing both arms around his waist. "Good boy." He whispered, pressing a couple of rather soft kisses to his neck. "Tonight, if you become aroused again, you don't even need to ask me. Just pull me down and I'll give you your relief. No punishments, that I can promise." The demon spoke into the elf's ear before giving it a light kiss as well. "You've behaved flawlessly up until now. I want you to know I'm really happy with you." He added with a light smile, pressing a kiss to his cheek before finally pulling away.

 

Aerlan looked over his guests, letting out a light laugh. The lust that Loethene ignited in everyone wouldn't go away for some time, though it seemed that most of the affected guests have left to more private areas. Perhaps it was time to go and chat up some people instead of giving his pet all his attention. Looking over at the said pet, Aerlan let out a proud smile. "Come. Let's go to the snack bar, you can get something to eat and I'll chat up some of the guests." He spoke before turning back around to walk down the stairs, walking towards a table full of various snacks. Stopping for a moment, Aerlan pushed one hand into his pocket, then glanced over at Loe. "Alright... Since you were so good, I'll allow you one glass of wine, as well. Don't take any more." He muttered out, showing how much he truly appreciated Loethene. After all, wine was strictly meant for only him, never his pets. The fact that he was allowing Loe to drink as well truly meant something.

[Noise Prince]

Loe hadn't learned his lesson, it seemed, and hadn't managed to keep his counting straight, partially because his head felt it was in a deep haze in the aftermath of his release. His breathing strained against the corset as he inhaled deeply to count each time. But eventually it ended, at a total of seventy. "Fif…fifty…" Loe counted after well past the fiftieth strike. He sighed in relief, almost slumping over the railing. Aerlan bent over him again, and Loe tensed, not sure what he was going to do, his arms wrapped around his waist, and he relaxed. It felt so good to be embraced after all of this, after he had tried so hard. He took a few more deep breaths to calm himself as Aerlan whispered in his ear. This was some of the nicest things he had ever said to him, he felt like he really appreciated him, and all his efforts to please him. He closed his eyes after he kissed his cheek.

 

Loethene stood up shortly after Aerlan pulled away from him, and followed him down the stairs. It was a little more of a struggle now, his feet hurt quite a bit more, as did his ass, inside and out. But with no ring, he was greatly preferable. He was starving, so he was delighted to hear he'd finally be able to eat. There was so much food, so many different varieties, it seemed to tease him, especially now when there was no other painful urge distracting from his hunger. He wasn't sure if he was to help himself or wait for Aerlan to either make his plate for him or just give another okay, but before he could make a decision, Aerlan surprised him again.

 

His eyes lit up, becoming round they grew so wide for a moment.

 

"Yes, Master, thank you!" He told him hurriedly, and excitedly. Wine! Wine meant only for him, that pets weren't supposed to have. He'd accepted this as an undeniable truth, since Aerlan emphasized it so. But here he was, rewarded with wine for being so good. He took a glass from a tray set on a table, dark red wine filling it, and took a thoughtful sip. Loe was not too familiar with wine, but he knew this must be of very high quality, maybe even rarity. He knew enough not to drink on an empty stomach, though, and before taking a more indulgent sip, he took an available party sandwich. Small, meant for carrying around with one hand as party-goers mingled, but it didn't last long with the elf.

[Zombie_In_A_Box]

Truth be told, Aerlan did have an ulterior motive to allowing Loethene some wine. In the back of his mind he was hoping to see if the elf could get drunk, and how exactly it affected his behavior. That wasn't to say he'd be allowing him his precious red wine more often, however. There were many other drinks, after all, much more suited for pets. Even so, he found himself adoring the excitement that Loethene showed after being allowed the expensive drink. It was a wonder how his pet could be both cute and alluring, changing in a matter of minutes.

 

Aerlan busied himself with the guests for the meanwhile. He found himself drinking one glass of wine after another, beginning to feel a nice buzz accompanied with warmth seeping through his body. Thankfully he'd taken care of the serious business at the beginning of the party, leaving the time now for entertainment and leisure. The demon relaxed further, finally enough at ease to walk around with his arm around Loethene's waist, this way making sure that the elf was by his side at all times. Surely, more than often his hand ended up slipping down to his ass, giving a light squeeze or an additional slap, from time to time toying with the plug, as if to get his pet aroused again.

 

"Leaving so soon?" Aerlan's eyebrows rose at a pair of demons heading towards the door. "Forgive us, but there are urgent matters to be taken care of." With such a vague explanation, the two left, leaving Aerlan more than confused. His arm tightened slightly around Loe, the half-empty glass of wine being set down on a nearby table. Without a single word, the man began heading towards the room he saw the pair leave to sometime during the evening. He had a bad feeling about it. "Stay here." He muttered out to his pet before carefully opening the door. Whatever he saw inside was enough to terrify even him. Aerlan slammed the door behind him, closing his eyes for a few moments before pulling Loethene tightly to himself. "I can't have a single party without something happening anymore." He exhaled heavily, the outlines of his body beginning to blur slightly, just as they had when he came back from "work". The demon took a few deep breaths before letting go of Loe, his body shuddering slightly. Seemingly out of nowhere, the maid that had been left with Loethene before appeared again. "The bedroom. Stay there until I come back." He growled out, his form blurring out further while the maid hurried Loe to the main bedroom. Whatever had happened managed to piss off Aerlan, big time.

[Noise Prince]

Loethene was conservative in his consumption of his glass of wine, fearing becoming too tipsy and failing to walk in these severe heels. Aerlan may have said he wouldn't punish him, but he somehow doubted he'd forget if Loe did something like tripping and falling in front of his guests after emphasizing how important it was for him to be able to walk in them. And, of course, he wanted to savor this. It was unlikely he'd get the chance again very soon. He made sure that despite how hungry and thirsty he was, he didn't gobble anything the way he ate that first sandwich. Aerlan didn't say anything about it, but it probably didn't seem very refined.

 

Aerlan didn't show a particular level of restraint when it came to his wine. Loe wasn't counting, but he noticed glass after glass being emptied. He followed him carefully, so it was hard not to notice. He also seemed to be having a good time with his party, amongst his guests. Loe felt incredibly out of place, even while many demons were in various states of undress or exposure, he knew they were all very different from him. He was 'fully clothed' and more revealing than half of the sex-laddened party guests, and none of them were put on display like him.

 

Aerlan put an arm around Loe's waist, keeping him close. His body felt so warm, and Aerlan helped him with his balance a little. Though what Loe really wanted was to just be alone and be held for a while, in quiet. It was an embarrassing urge, but serene. He was tired from the day, and he was tired of being leered at, seeing how people looked at his body, the only things staying their hands was the fact that he was private property. Aerlan's hand made sure not to be a stranger to his ass, frequently slipping from his waist downward, caressing, squeezing, or slapping it at sudden intervals. A few times he even reached between his exposed cheeks and played with the plug he kept inside him. It rubbing against his prostate was worse than how it rode it when he walked. It didn't take long for Aerlan to make sure Loe had another erection for show.

 

It happened so fast, Aerlan becoming angry at what he saw. Two guests dismissed themselves, but Aerlan didn't like that, and followed them. For the first time in over an hour, Aerlan took his arm from him and told him to stay put. Loe, from where he stood, could not see what it was, and perhaps it was for the best. He didn't want to know what might shock Aerlan like that. He slammed the door, and pulled Loe back to his body, holding tightly. He felt like he was vibrating, almost, there was an instill energy. Loe was at a loss now, the maid from before appeared out of seemingly nowhere, and Aerlan dismissed them both to the bedroom. He followed obediently after the maid back to the bedroom. At some point he noticed he didn't have his wine glass anymore, not that he felt it appropriate to drink now.

[Zombie_In_A_Box]

The whole mansion seemed to shake with Aerlan's rage. The bedroom's door was blocked out from the outside, this way making it impossible for anyone to enter or leave the room after Loe had gotten in. The air chilled, and the light coming from the moon and the stars seemed to dim, finally vanishing entirely. Everything was lost, as if the building had been sucked into a massive black hole.

 

What did Aerlan see that managed to cause such a reaction? Well... It may not have seemed so, but he appreciated his servants greatly, especially ones that were hand-picked by himself, the undead. Their physical bodies were all kept safely in the basement of the mansion, but... It seemed that he wasn't the only one who knew that. In the room where his anger was awoken lay several bodies, all chopped to pieces - all of his best servants. The ones who did that would pay - had paid, by the time everything went back to normal. Aerlan had no idea why anyone would be stupid enough to try that. To get back at him? Sure, he'd done wrong to many, but it wasn't a smart idea to try and get revenge on him. The demon was known for his sadistic tendencies, after all.

 

No one could tell how much time had passed until Aerlan came to his bedroom. When he did, everything was silent. The mansion had settled down as well, and it seemed to be dawning outside. He opened the door, slowly stepping inside. "Are you alright?" He first inquired, looking at his pet. "Forgive me for leaving you so suddenly. It appears I have lost some of my personnel..." The man breathed out, looking rather disheveled. "Come, love." He murmured, sitting down on the edge of the bed. Aerlan brought his arms around Loe's body, closing his eyes as he pressed his forehead against his shoulder lightly. He was feeling rather distraught about the loss of his servants, although he certainly wouldn't admit these feelings out loud. He would, however, use his pet to make himself feel happy, or, well, at least a little bit happier than he was feeling now. Before that, he just needed a couple of moments... Just a little while.

[Noise Prince]

It felt as if the whole world shook, casted into darkness, even the moon and the stars shied away from the evil emanating from this house. Loe shivered, partly from the sudden chill in the air, though the numbness in his fingers were from clenching his fists so tightly in fear. He didn't understand it. He never understood it in the sudden eternity that spanned in the darkness, an unknown span of time. Loe wasn't sure if he slept. He was always in darkness.

 

Until Aerlan came back for him, just like last time. But this time, his form was whole, and the maid didn't come to whisk him away to the living room to wait. It took Loe a while to process the question, let alone the answer. When he did, he nodded, watching Aerlan set himself down on the bed. Loe crawled towards him, something he was compelled to do even if he wasn't summoned to him. Loss of personnel… was that why he seemed so defeated right now? Did he do it himself? Then why would he seem so sad? He knelt before his master, and Aerlan wrapped his arms around him, holding him close, resting his forehead against his bare shoulder. Loe sighed deeply in his embrace, putting his arms around him in turn. This man was a mystery, always surprising Loe. He never knew what to expect, and he was just as surprised at his own reactions. The man who had pushed him to such extremes of humiliation and sluttiness and desperation was now compelling such compassion from him. How? What did he owe this demon leaning on him, holding him, depending on him now?

 

Loe kissed his shoulder softly, supportively.

[Zombie_In_A_Box]

Aerlan closed his eyes as he exhaled slowly before beginning to plant soft kisses down Loe's neck, going down to his collarbone. He pulled his pet up on his lap, reaching over to slowly untie his corset, finally removing the piece, letting his hands roam over the elf's bare skin. "Get my mind off of what happened." He murmured his order - request, more like, as he looked up at the other, leaning close to catch his lips into a kiss. He barely felt in the mood to do anything, but he couldn't get down like this. Not when he had someone like Loethene by his side. Didn't he promise his pet he would fuck him until he came dry?

 

"I want you to ride me." Aerlan murmured out against his lips before quickly making a gesture behind Loe's back, starting some music. He didn't like the silence in this moment. He wanted to forget, and silence let his thoughts take over him. "Undress me. Show me that you want me." Aerlan added, letting his hands drop to his pet's hips while he continued to kiss at his neck, now going down to his nipples, taking one ring in between his teeth to pull on it, seeing how far he could go before he caused significant pain. Once he reached that line, the demon moved to the other ring, doing the same thing there as well. Right after, as if to make up for it, he began planting kisses around Loe's nipples, his eyes closing slowly as he kissed up his neck, letting himself taste the sweetness of his skin. He did want Loe. He would always want him. Now it was important for him to know that Loethene wanted him as well, as much as Aerlan wanted him. "I'm never giving you away, love. You always make me feel better." Aerlan found a smile forming on his face as he pressed a harsher kiss to his neck, letting his fangs drag over the skin without biting yet. Some foreplay never hurt...

[Noise Prince]

Loe inhaled deeply when Aerlan removed the corset. Finally, he could take a deep breath, let his ribcage expand, free of the tightly wound corset restricting him. It was a relief, but places where it pressed to his skin hurt from removal, leaving thin but angry red lines imprinted in his skin. Aerlan's fingers ran over his now bared skin. He felt so sensitive. Loe closed his eyes as Aerlan kissed him. It wasn't sexual or even sensual like kisses from before. He could taste the sorrow on Aerlan's lips.

 

Music started playing all of a sudden, as if just by Aerlan's will. It filled the room with a soft rumble, unlike the robust music of the party. It served as a silence, almost, it was so unobtrusive, but without the loneliness or stillness. Loe nodded, moving his hesitant hands to Aerlan's shoulders, to remove his vest, sliding it down his arms as Aerlan kissed his collarbone and chest. Loe reached for the top button of his shirt when Aerlan's teeth found the piercing. He didn't think anything of it until he pulled it a little too far. He gasped, verbally wincing a little when the sharp pain shot through his nipple. Fortunately, Aerlan let go at that point, and didn't pull past that point. But then his mouth moved to Loe's other nipple, and he anticipated the same. His reaction came a little earlier, once the tension from being pulled became uncomfortable, an instinct since he knew what Aerlan was aiming for. Fortunately, that was all Aerlan seemed to be interested in inflicting for now, and resumed kissing the affected areas. And Loe finished undressing him, sliding his shirt off his arms. Loe's hands ran up his bare arms and down his chest. He was warm. He could feel his heartbeat if he concentrated enough. He enjoyed the feel of his skin for a minute, instead of moving to his pants. He had an inkling that Aerlan wanted to move slowly right now. Aerlan's teeth traced over his skin in a subtly threatening manner, but he never bit down on him, rather he pressed his kisses more aggressively to his pet's neck.

[Zombie_In_A_Box]

Little by little, Aerlan was being undressed. He enjoyed it, he had to admit. "I want you to undress me more often from now on." He decided, a small smile forming at his lips. "Whenever I get home, if I'm still good to do something, you have to come and undress me." He muttered out, closing his eyes as the shirt slid off his body entirely. He didn't even know what was so enjoyable about this process, but it felt great. He could feel his pet's hands over his skin, as if exploring his body. A soft moan was pulled from the back of his throat, his kisses resuming quickly, now pressing a bit harsher into his skin, leaving bruises here and there.

 

"Kitten, don't make me wait too long. You know I don't have a lot of patience." Aerlan muttered out, without any real anger, not even frustration in his tone of voice. It just seemed like something he would say... He wanted to escape his negative feelings as quickly as he could. That was all. "I promised you a night full of pleasure... I suppose it'll be a day full of pleasure, now. Then we'll sleep, and tomorrow I'll pamper you all day long." The demon spoke rather lazily, hints of satisfaction already in his voice. "It's all about you feeling more pleasure than you've felt before." He added quietly, catching his lips into a kiss, bringing one hand up to tangle into his hair. Loethene couldn't ever leave him... And not only that. The elf had to never want to leave him. They both would be happy here, together, for the rest of eternity. He was sure of it.

[Noise Prince]

Loethene silently nodded obediently to the new rule, though he wasn't sure how Aerlan expected him to know when it was appropriate to initiate something so intimate. But now wasn't the time to ask questions, he figured from the mood of the room. There were few windows where he actually could ask after anything, it seemed. He didn't mind all that much, since he wouldn't even know where to begin if given an explicit opportunity. And what good would it do if, as it seemed so far, that state of things were likely to change with Aerlan's whims? Loe groaned softly when Aerlan's kisses became more aggressive.

 

 

Loe's hands paused, froze, at the reprimand, before recognizing the lack of impatience or anger in his voice. While he wasn't afraid of any consequences, he did take the hint, and moved his hands a little faster. He ran his hands over his bare chest and down to his pants. He freed his cock in a timely manner, while Aerlan took his mouth with his lips again, tangling a hand up into his hair. A night of pleasure… a day of pleasure… Whatever it was, Loethene knew it was more for Aerlan than it was for him. While such a promise made him ache with want when his cock was tied and denied any mercy while multiple toys rang inside of him, now, after such an eerie and somber night, it didn't have the same appeal. But he wouldn't mind being stress relief again, if Aerlan needed it. Whatever happened, affected him deeply, so Loethene figured he should be fortunate that he wouldn't be used as he was a few nights ago, once Aerlan recovered from work. Or at least he presumed, since this time he seemed focus on what Aerlan would want, too.

 

"Master, please," He said between breaths as they kissed. "T-take it out and put yours inside…" Loe asked him. 'It' referring to the plug Loe felt he shouldn't remove himself, and Loe wanted to keep Aerlan as happy as possible, as much as he could, until they could sleep.

[Zombie_In_A_Box]

Aerlan exhaled slowly as his cock was finally freed from his pants. He just wanted to drown himself in Loe's body. It was more than just a stress relief this time, it was more an escape than anything else. Aerlan had to escape from the horrors of the night. And what better way to do it than sex? Tasting the elf's bottom lip, he closed his eyes, bringing their bodies a little bit closer, feeling their bare skins touching. The sensation sent shivers down his spine... He wasn't sure whether it was Loethene using his pheromones or if it was just him being more sensitive, but even now he could tell the day would be filled with more pleasure he'd ever felt before.

 

Hearing the plead, Aerlan couldn't stop a smile. "Take it out yourself and ride me. I want you to go as fast as you can, kitten... If you're desperate enough to beg, you must really want me." He moaned out, the thought sending pleasant shivers down his entire body. He loved hearing Loethene beg, when he really meant it - when he really tried. "I want to see more of your slutty side. Loe... Seduce me." He whispered out, slowly kissing up his neck once more, nipping softly at his jaw, leaving a mark there. He wanted to see Loethene in his most sexual state. No, he had to see him like that. He wanted to feel himself lust after Loe, after his body. He wanted to feel an urge so strong he couldn't resist it even if he tried. "Do whatever it takes." He muttered out after a couple of moments, placing both his hands over his pet's hips, waiting for him to begin riding him.

[Noise Prince]

Loe took a deep breath, and pulled the plug from his ass and let it drop to the floor. It felt weird to be the one taking it out himself. It was usually Aerlan putting things in and out. Aerlan pulled him closer, and their bare chests touched. They'd touched while naked before, but something about their chests together like this felt very different. He slipped himself over Aerlan's cock.

 

He groaned almost as much at the statement that he seduce Aerlan as he did at the sharp nip at his jaw. Seduction really wasn't something he was good at or comfortable with yet, it was just the day before when his failure resulted in a long day of punishment. And this didn't feel like the time to request a sort of trial. Loe took a deep breath and started pulsing up and down, riding his master. He kept his face close to Aerlan's shoulder. Now he was less hesitant to release his pheromones, hoping to be as successful as he was at the party. He didn't go as hard or fast as Aerlan could when he had control- he couldn't- but he hoped he was sufficing.

[Zombie_In_A_Box]

Aerlan's breathing shuddered when he felt Loe's body engulfing his cock. It was such a perfect sensation, he would never grow tired of it. His hands slid up slightly, toying momentarily with his pet's panties before landing back down on his hips. The demon let his eyes slide closed, finding it easier to get lost in the sensation like this. Loethene didn't seem to be in a hurry whatsoever, the pace was steady, but his arousal was growing by the second. It took him a couple of moments to realize that he was being affected by the pheromones... Smart boy. Aerlan's lips parted with each breath, exhaling with soft pants. It was more than sufficient.

 

Aerlan's eyes fluttered open as quiet moans began slipping out of his mouth. Bringing one hand up, Aerlan grabbed a fistful of Loe's hair, pressing their lips together into a far more heated kiss, his mood clearly going up with each passing minute. His whole body was in absolute bliss. Letting out a hot breath against his pet's lips after breaking the kiss, Aerlan locked eyes with the other male before catching his bottom lip between his own once more. He wanted to feel Loethene's body against his own, as much as he could. Everything that was Loethene had to be explored by him.

[Noise Prince]

Loe moaned softly, his eyes closing, as he slid himself over his master's cock. He felt as Aerlan's hands went to his waist band, toying with the panties around his hips and legs. If really felt so weird to have them on while he was being fucked, something about it felt more embarrassing than being completely naked. Maybe because he was in them specifically to either show off his ass or to have it fucked with ease. His cock grew under the fabric. Aerlan's hot, soft pants brushed over Loe's skin between kisses, so everything was warm. Suddenly he felt Aerlan's hand form a fist in his hair, holding him in place in a way that pleased him, even though they were already so close, so he could deepen the kiss.

 

Loe's breathing had to meet the pace of Aerlan's, since with his grip on his hair and lips on his mouth, he controlled when they broke for air. Loe's eyes opened slowly, meeting Aerlan's, before he took his bottom lip and pulled him back into the passionate kiss. Loe moved his hands up to his shoulders, and wrapped his arms around his neck, so their bodies could be even closer. If he moved his hips a certain angle, his transparent panty-clad cock would be pulsing over Aerlan's stomach as he rode him so slowly and sensually, which is why he kept himself in this position.

[Zombie_In_A_Box]

Aerlan was beginning to feel his mind grow hazy from what was happening. The pace was so slow, almost painfully so, but the pheromones that his pet had let out made him feel incredibly aroused. It felt wrong. It felt too weird. Aerlan's lust was slowly mixing with rage as he didn't find satisfaction anymore. He broke the kiss, staring into the elf's eyes. "I can't take this anymore. You made me need you and you only give me this much... It's too little." He whispered, almost like a warning of some sort before roughly shoving Loethene down onto the bed where he reclaimed his position atop of his pet, driving his cock deep into his body. Aerlan pinned his lover's hands above his head, sweat beading on his skin as he claimed the body underneath him no gentler than a wild beast in heat.

 

Aerlan had never been patient, and tonight especially he wanted some stress relief. At first he was hesitant to get into such mood with Loethene, purely because he felt, well, depressed. But now... Now Loethene had gotten to him, and he wasn't going to go gentle with him. "Scream for me, kitten... I want to hear how desperate you are to be full of my cum again. I'm going to fill you up completely... You're mine. Mine. You'll never leave me... Forever." The whispered words were dark, but they seemed to bring enjoyment to Aerlan. A smile stretched across his face as he leaned down, catching his pet's lips into yet another kiss while continuously slamming into his prostate over and over again without any mercy whatsoever. "Cum... Cum as much as you want, my love. I'll make you cum over and over. I won't stop." Aerlan growled out, bringing both hands down to grip at his hips instead, loud moans and groans leaving his mouth non-stop.

[Noise Prince]

Loe felt Aerlan pull from the kiss, almost violently, his eyes filled with an unsettling darkness. It felt so sudden, that now Aerlan was angry with him, again it seemed everything was going fine, that Aerlan was happy before everything changed and Loe suffered for it. He whispered almost threatening why he was upset seconds before he turned and shoved Loe to the bed, and threw himself over him, and plunged deep into his ass. Loethene cried out at the sudden reentrance. Loethene looked up at Aerlan, surprised that he would still continue instead of creating some unknowable standard for Loe to fail to reach before punishing him, but he certainly wasn't reassured. Aerlan took Loe's wrists and held them against the bed over his head as he drove himself into his pet's ass.

 

Under a monstrous force, being fucked wildly, Loe's body was rocked back and forth against the luxurious fabric of the bed's comforter. Aerlan's voice rang deep into him, chilling him to his core. It was almost painful, how it twisted his heart, the intensity of the words felt like cement in his chest. He really was going to stay here forever. He hadn't been here very long, not at all… he had an eternity under Aerlan. It was only a matter of how long he was himself and not his puppet. Aerlan put his mouth on his Loe's again, the warmth only there technically. Loe's mouth struggled against his as Aerlan pounded into him. Loe cried out again as Aerlan grabbed his hips, holding his ass in place while he ruthlessly pounded deep inside of him. Loe's cries and moans stifled against Aerlan's mouth. Even without Aerlan holding his arms down, Loe kept them in place, what would the point be in moving them? He was completely Aerlan's captive.

 

He stained his panties a second time.

[Zombie_In_A_Box]

Aerlan wasn't exactly angry with Loe. The frustration he felt wasn't directed to anyone by now - he couldn't feel frustrated about dead people, after all. The elf just happened to be the best way to vent the frustration he felt. He continued his harsh, merciless pace right until he realized his pet came. After that, he himself released soon after, filling the other's inside with hot cum. He didn't give Loethene even a short break before resuming this time. The elf was just flipped over to all fours before being taken again, just as hard and rough as the first time. Aerlan felt like he could see his negative emotions seeping out of his body in the form of sweat and cum. He was being cleansed, and Lord, it felt good.

 

"Loe... Do you love me?" Aerlan's question seemed so out of place with how hard he was going. His mouth stayed right by the other's ear, the words merely a hot whisper. He just wanted to hear the answer. He didn't enjoy the feeling of helplessness that took over him from time to time when he was with the elf. He could control his body, but he couldn't control his mind without breaking him completely... And he didn't want to break him, he'd lose the essence of Loe that way. It wouldn't work. "I'll do whatever it takes to keep you with me. Anything you want... I'll do it." Aerlan promised, kissing down the other's neck as he drove his cock in deeper, making it thicker, longer, pulsating inside his body almost like a vibrator.

 

Aerlan couldn't stop himself. He needed to claim the elf's body for himself again. So many people had stared at his body in the wrong way tonight... He thought he wanted for people to lust after his pet, but in all honesty he just wanted for Loethene to belong to only him. With a clear goal in his mind, Aerlan let his emotions take over him completely. He didn't stop for longer than a few seconds, to change up their position if they were to stop. At some point, he got annoyed with how dirty Loe's panties were and tore them off, leaving only the fishnet stockings. He intended to keep going until his pet passed out, no matter how long it would take... He'd get to that point eventually. He always reached his goals.

[Noise Prince]

Loe groaned as Aerlan released himself soon after, and Loe arched his back as he felt himself being filled, knowing this was only the beginning. But there was no pause, before Loe could even take in a breath, Aerlan took him and flipped him over so he was on his hands and knees. Aerlan repositioned himself slightly, and continued to take him just as forcefully. Loe cried out helplessly, his fists balling up against the bed, the heel of his hands supporting his weight. Aerlan's thrusts reverberated through his body with every pulse. His breathing was labored and his skin was starting moisten with sweat, small beads covering key areas.

 

Loethene, despite being covered in sweat, his own and Aerlan's, felt a sudden chill up his spine at the question. This had to be some kind of trick, wasn't it? He felt a little ill just thinking of the possible outcomes to how he answered this. It wasn't enough to do whatever it is that he wanted to him? He had to also have his love? His breath was hot in his ear, and moist. Ever thrust, pounding inside him deep and hard only reminded him each time that he was Aerlan's property. He belonged to him, and his will and his whims. When Aerlan wanted to fuck him, he fucked him, and in anyway he saw fit. Whether Loe enjoyed it or was humiliated by it or petrified of it, Aerlan seemed to take pleasure in it all the same. When Aerlan wanted him naked, he wore no clothes. When Aerlan didn't specifically allow Loe access to food, he would be hungry. When Aerlan didn't take him to the baths he would be dirty. He was a toy with a name and a former life.

 

The way Aerlan spoke, the way he kissed his neck and back while fucking him so brutally, his cock growing thicker, longer, and Loe would swear to anyone who'd listen to his prayers that it was vibrating inside him, was as if this wasn't the case. He spoke to him, almost pleading for him to stay, as if Loe had the complete freedom to leave him if he wished. Loe felt slightly light-headed. He screamed out when Aerlan's cock became so engorged, fucking him even deeper than was was possible before, vibrating through his whole body.

 

"M-Master… you alrea…" He knew he wanted an answer, but he couldn't catch his breath enough to be able to answer. Aerlan was fucking him too hard for him to keep his thoughts straight anyway. If Aerlan wanted to know the answer he might have to wait a few hours after he had finished taking Loe in the manners that pleased him.

 

Because Aerlan never paused, there was a never clear break in time, it was a continuous marathon. Loe would be moved and flipped and posed every once in a while. Loethene couldn't keep track of his orgasms, and was barely able to tell when they happened after Loe ripped his panties off of him, leaving angry read lines at his hips and around his ass. He thought the panties were than being naked, and they were in many ways. But being naked accept for stocking was an entirely different humiliating feeling. Even if it was just before Aerlan, wearing fishnets over his thighs while he wore nothing else as his ass was fucked by the one who owned it just brought another layer of his role under Aerlan, a pet for fucking.

 

At some point in the haze, Aerlan lost consciousness, his limbs went limp, Aerlan's movements seemed slower, and then the room faded to blackness.

[Zombie_In_A_Box]

Aerlan's muscles tensed as he came in his pet's body one last time. Finally pulling out, the demon let his pet's body slump against the dirtied bed sheets. His breathing heavy, he looked down on Loethene's body, exhaling slowly to finally calm himself. They had to have been going for hours, at least. The demon closed his eyes for a couple of moments as his hands slowly moved down, rolling the stockings off of Loe's legs. After the elf was fully naked, Aerlan picked him into his arms, holding him close to his chest before getting to the bathroom. While he cleaned both of them up, the bedroom was cleaned by maids, the sheets were changed and there was a of soft, silk nightgown on the bed for Loe. It would certainly add to the comfort of his bed.

 

Aerlan gently placed his pet down on the bed, then got in himself, pressing up against the elf as he brought the blanket over their bodies. He wrapped one arm around his waist, leaning in close to press a soft kiss to the side of his neck. Like that, feeling the warmth from his pet's body seeping into his own, the demon fell asleep. He managed to sleep through the rest of the day and night, awaking only early in the morning. Without even opening his eyes, Aerlan nuzzled his nose against the other's neck lightly, pressing a couple of soft kisses against his skin soon after. "Morning, kitten." He murmured out lazily, bringing Loe's body close to himself, his hand moving down to his hip, slowly stroking the skin.

 

Aerlan took some time to actually open his eyes, but even as he was still waking up, he gave gentle attention to his pet. Finally, he shifted so he was leaning back against the pillows instead of laying down, then pulled Loethene against his chest lightly. "You look so cute." There was an affectionate smile tugging at his lips as the comment left them. "What do you want for breakfast?" He asked immediately after, softly drawing patterns over his hip as he waited for an answer. He did promise today to be the day to pamper Loe. He deserved it, that was certain.

[Noise Prince]

Loe came to once in the middle of the slumber, bleary eyed and not quite all there. His body was so exhausted he didn't really have much choice but to fall back asleep. He could tell it was very odd, though, that he was sleeping in the bed beside Aerlan. He was clean, as well. That's as much as he could summize before falling asleep again, curled up with his master.

 

He didn't wake up again until he felt a few gentle kisses on his neck, so soft it might not have woken him if he was kissed on less sensitive skin. He didn't open his eyes yet, not until Aerlan pulled him closer to himself, one of his hands found their way to Loe's hip. His hand was so warm. Aerlan's eyes were still closed, so Loe kept quiet, in case he was actually still asleep. But Aerlan eventually showed signs of actually being awake, and sat up against his pillow, and pulled Loe into his chest, holding him gently against him.

 

"Morning…" He replied softly, looking up at the demon. He seemed like such a different person when he was like this. It was definitely preferable in some ways, but always made Loe a little nervous. He got into these moods where when Loe did well enough, he was very happy with him, willing to give him what he wanted and treated him kindly so long as he was perceived as the perfect pet. But it was too easy to not be perfect, and at that point Aerlan took it to be a grave offense and would punish him severely. So Loe felt he needed to be on his toes.

 

"Could we have eggs and fruit, Master?"

[Zombie_In_A_Box]

Aerlan was set on not punishing Loethene - unless he tried to escape. Everything else, just for today, would be forgiven. He had to give his pets pampering from time to time... It was probably easier to ensure their love like that than through fear. Aerlan's lips pulled into a small smile as he looked down at the elf, gently running his fingers over his hair, then moved down to skim over the silk robe. "Do you like what you're wearing?" He asked quietly, noting that the length of the nightwear was just below his ass. From what he'd noticed so far, Loe seemed to prefer more of a... Conservative wear. Aerlan wasn't even sure he had anything like that.

 

"Only that? You can ask for more, my love." Aerlan replied with a chuckle, moving his hand back to his hair, gently combing through it before motioning to the door with his other hand, making it open to reveal a maid standing behind it. "Bring us eggs, fruit and the usual breakfast as well." He ordered, shutting the door immediately after placing the order. He pressed a soft kiss to the other's forehead, keeping his lips against his skin for a few seconds. "Think of what you want to do today. We could go out somewhere if you're feeling up to it... Maybe spend some time in nature?" He suggested, gently tucking some of his hair behind his ear, letting his fingers trace down Loe's cheek, all the way to his jaw. "We'll do whatever makes you happy. You've been exceptionally good, you've earned a day for yourself." He murmured out, giving a light smile. Today, he wouldn't force anything upon Loethene. No... He would be a lover, not a Master, but just for today. Just for one day.

[Noise Prince]

If only Loethene understood Aerlan's perspective for the day, if only he was aware his resolve to really reward Loe with a day when he didn't have to worry about virtually anything. He'd enjoy himself a lot more if he knew, he could relax if he knew Aerlan would only punish him for the most severe offenses, and wouldn't expect anything from him today. Loe rested his head on Aerlan's chest as the other stroked his long hair for a few moments before letting his hand trail down over the robe. Loe nodded, looking up at him.

 

"It's soft," Loethene said. "It's silk, isn't it?" He'd never worn anything silk before, but he knew it must be what he was wearing, since it felt so smooth and soft. It was also quite possible the most amount of clothing he had worn since he first had his tunic stripped of him when he arrived. Aside from last night, when everything he wore was for the sake of titilating an audience, it definitely was. Even if he were to stand the hem would barely cover his ass.

 

He felt a lot better than he expected to after what he had just endured, perhaps in part because he had such a good night's sleep in such a luxurious bed. It was really still awe-inspiring just how many things of luxury and class Loe was surrounded by. He'd spent a week doing little else than staring at this room, but being allowed to touch gave it a whole new way to be rediscovered.

 

This might have been the first time he was suddenly 'exposed' to the staff and didn't feel mortified in being seen in such a state. Being covered helped a good deal, but by now he must have gotten used to his role. He hated that just by looking at him, everyone knew what he was, what he was for, why a Doron elf was sharing a bed with a demon lord. It bothered him less this morning, however.

 

He wondered how much of the breakfast Aerlan ordered would be for him, and what would be Aerlan's lips only. While Loe was always grateful to be fed, when Aerlan was present his meals could be quite limited. He hoped, considering all he had gone through, that Aerlan would be generous with the meals today.

 

Loe visibly tensed at the word 'outside', envisioning being taken out in a public place dressed in Aerlan-approved fashion, before he mentioned doing something in nature. While that could be public, that felt more secluded. And he would really like that. He'd been indoors for who knows how long at this point, time was so odd here. It would be really nice to spend some time outdoors, away from the lavish prison and in nature, surrounded by fresh air and trees and birds. But, supposedly, Loe could think of other things they could do together as well. He would think about it over breakfast, but he felt he already knew what would win out in the end.

 

A day for himself… it almost didn't sound real, like that couldn't really happen for him in a place like this. Still, he could at least pretend like he believed it could. When Aerlan's fingers trailed over his cheekbone and to his jaw, Loe took Aerlan's hand in his, and moved it back up, and held it against his cheek.

 

"Thank you…"

[Zombie_In_A_Box]

"It is silk. If you like it, I'll get you more silk clothes. How about we visit some shops while out? You could pick out some clothes for yourself, perhaps something more fitting to wear outside... I can imagine myself taking such a beauty as you for a walk more often." Aerlan smiled fondly, his gaze softening as he looked down at his pet again. He was considering trying out more modest looks for Loethene. While sex appeal was amazing on the elf, especially considering his powers, sometimes it managed to look out of place. Letting his pet pick out his own clothes - of course, with Aerlan's agreement - could prove to be a rather smart idea.

 

Aerlan's lips pulled into a smile as his hand was taken and brought back to Loe's cheek, which he caressed lightly with his thumb. "Anything for you, my love." He muttered out, leaning down to catch his lips into a soft kiss. His fingers slid down to the back of his neck, gently holding him close as he deepened the kiss lightly, his eyes closing. Lord... Moments like this were incredible. He wasn't sure whether it was just with Loe, or perhaps he'd always wanted this but never admitted it, but he was certain that moments such as this one would be a requirement from now on.

 

Soon enough, their breakfast arrived. Aerlan stretched his arms above his head lightly, glancing over at the elf with a small smile. "Help yourself to whatever you want. I hope you find the variety of food satisfying. If there is anything else you wish that isn't on here, just ask for it." The demon spoke, gently running his fingers over the other's hair before reaching for his cup of coffee. The "usual" breakfast, apparently, was everything a person could think of to have for breakfast. There was everything from eggs and bacon to waffles, pancakes, fruit and croissants. Aerlan himself decided on having a couple of sandwiches with boiled eggs, occasionally taking a sip of his black coffee as well. On the side of the tray was a small teapot with hot water and two cups, along with a variety of tea leaves to choose from if Loethene wanted to have a hot drink to start his day. To think that such luxury could become a daily experience... Many would be willing to kill to live a life as Aerlan, and Loe was so close to it.

[Noise Prince]

Loethene wondered about it, going to shops when they went out. The idea was exciting. For someone like Loe, who had served as a laborer or occasional soldier in a personal army, anytime he was outdoors of an estate was work. To go and see demon shops, to really see what demon society was like… it wasn't something he thought he'd ever really do. Now that the opportunity was here, it'd be a shame not to take it, right? But the other side of the deal would be picking out clothes. Aerlan may have said that he could pick them out, but Loe didn't think he wouldn't have to have them receive Aerlan's approval. But at least Loe had some choice in the matter, which was the first when it came to anything he wore that wasn't shackles.

 

When Aerlan pressed his lips to Loe's again, his thumb stroking his cheek, Loe could almost taste contentedness on his mouth. He really was in a good mood. It seemed so bizarre, considering the day before. Something obviously wretched had happened at the party that had deeply angered the demon lord, then he returns, solemn and hurt, speaking of rewards and then using Loe until he lost consciousness. And now, there was such a peace, a calm. Was this real? Was this really Aerlan? Or maybe this was a kind of test?

 

The food arrived before Loe could ponder it further. It smelled wonderful, and there was so much of it! Loe couldn't imagine anyone not being satisfied with such a display ready for the taking.

 

"Thank you, Master," Loe told him, and with little hesitation he took a croissant and devoured it. He then set himself with fruit, eggs, some bacon, and french toast. Unlike the croissant's gruesome end, Loe was careful to be more seemly. He didn't want Aerlan to deny him breakfast if he was disgusted by the way he ate. But it was hard, he was famished. The last time he had eaten was at the party and he was permitted a sandwich and some wine. The party was… two, three days ago? It was hard to tell, but it had been a while. And Loe assumed being given such reign to so much food would be a rare reward. Loe had never heard of the teas set out for them. He chose the one that smelled the best.

[Zombie_In_A_Box]

Aerlan found amusement in watching Loethene devour the croissant. Sure, he could have scolded his pet for not taking his time with the food, but the sight was, in a way, endearing. The demon decided to simply continue on with the breakfast without making any comment about Loe's eating. Come to think of it... He hadn't fed the elf since the party. No wonder he was hungry - and yet he was still polite enough not to demand food himself. Realizing this brought satisfaction to Aerlan. Of course his pet would be the most wonderful being to exist on this planet. There was no other way for it to be.

 

Aerlan set down his empty cup of coffee, sighing contently. "Let's get dressed, then." He declared, getting out of the bed to walk to his closet. First, of course, he picked out clothes for himself, covering his body in his usual attire, meaning a black suit. Although such clothes were often kept for special occasions when it came to most people, Aerlan was rarely seen in something other than that. However, as it came to picking out something fitting for Loethene to wear while out, Aerlan found himself stumped. What did he have that would be in Loe's size and fit to wear out in public?..

 

Sighing to himself, the demon turned around. "Come and pick what you want to wear." He breathed out, having given up. The clothes he had for his pets were mostly revealing, made either out of silk or leather for the most part. There wasn't really a single modest piece in the entire collection. Perhaps one could find a few pair of shorts, possibly some long-sleeved shirts with exposed shoulders, but everything was very clearly meant for inside only. All of these had some kind of a sexual innuendo, just as one would expect from clothes owned by Aerlan.