Sci-Fi RP Negotiating the Way of Space Elven Connections

[Knight_of_None]

"Ah, then you are misled. To be Se is not simply a servants position. " He said to the Aide. "Would you like for me to illuminate the nature of it?" He said as he examined the Aide. "Perhaps...it will be engaging, culturally."

 

[RedCoat]

The Aide smiled, nodding to his words "Well, that sound like an excellent idea! We can discuss the cultural significance whilst we await the Primary, in the Embassy!" She clapped her hands, and the five guards formed into a pentagon around them, a guard of honour as they walked towards the 'embassy' the Aide had spoken of.

 

[Knight_of_None]

As the guards formed up around them, Mala nodded to the Aide. "It is a sacred tradition in our culture,." He began thoughtfully.

 

[RedCoat]

(The Aide: Wow, I’m going to learn so much!
Mala, probably: I wonder how loudly this Terran will shriek...)

The Aide nodded to his words "A sacred tradition? Oh my. It seems our database is horrifically out of date. It claimed that Se are merely servants." She replied, even as the group would attract a fair amount of attention from the locals as they walked through the city.

 

[Knight_of_None]

(XD the Aide gets the "We are looking for a third for our relationship" pitch but for being a Se.)

"Ah, Terran perspectives are surprisingly narrow for how they claim to be so open minded." Mala said as the locals were so drawn in by their visitors. Some in wonder, some in shock, others...had a grim look at the Envoys of the Aelfen. Somber. "My Se for example was granted as a...benefit of my recent ascension."

 

[RedCoat]

(Mala makes the Aide part of the deal for membership of the Empire XD)

"You... Were gifted a person?" The Aide asked in mild surprise, glancing back at Miria who merely walked alongside Mala without changing her stance at all "I... Hmm. Perhaps certain aspects of your culture may cause issues comparative to ours..." She murmured, even as they arrived at a building that only really differed from its surroundings by its colours. Reds and Golds, in place of the functionalist brick.

 

[Knight_of_None]

"No, not a person. A Se." He corrected. "A Se in itself is not a 'person' in your tongue. Ah...Terran Translations..." He hummed as he stroked his chin. "To be a citizen is a person, to be Se is to be...led, guided, i suppose- to your place. You are not a citizen, you are not tasked with a mere job or rank to claim. A Se simply is what they are asked to become. Alefen even have stories about great Se that make themselves beloved by fulfilling every path laid to them by their Mawa." He looked to Miria.

"My Se was nothing when she arrived, gifted to me in a bare mask and little else. But her purpose is far greater than that. She became my...ah...attendant, my companion, and pilot all in a short trip. She was so willing to serve, that she thought she would become a Mechanic without my asking. " He said as he laid his hand upon her lower back.

 

[RedCoat]

Miria still didn't speak, her only reaction a slight shift into his hand as he laid it on her lower back whilst the Aide tried to process what Mala was saying "I'm sorry, that... What you've described is slavery, or at least... close to it." She mumbled, shaking her head "Your culture practises something that barbaric?"

 

[Knight_of_None]

"Hm. Perhaps you perceive it as such because your culture does not understand the nature of Serving....Miria, you are to serve this Aide as well until the Primary joins us." Mala said as his hand slid inti her side, lightly petting her curves. "She requires a better understanding of our ways...I'm sure we can show her."

 

[RedCoat]

Miria nodded slowly in response, even as they walked into the embassy, the guards taking up positions outside "Yes Mawa. I understand." She replied, the first time the Aide would hear her voice, even as she moved across to stand infront of her "You seem stressed, Mistress. Might I help you relax?"

 

[Knight_of_None]

He lifted his hand from her as she moved to attend her temporary secondary master. Mala shifting quite easily behind the Aide, while she focused on Miria. "Don't be shy. Let her attend to you... perhaps you are thirsty from our walk?" He whispered, his mask shifting tine in her ear, a warm voice ,direct, yet it was so soft, like a velvety glove.

 

[RedCoat]

The Aide flushed as Mala pinned her in place, trapping her as Miria gently leant against her front, lifting her mask to bite her wrist, opening a slight trickle of blood and pressing the wound into the Aides lips "Please Mistress... take a drink..." She murmured, even as the poor Terran sputtered and tried to resist, pushing the hand away "I... No, I'm... quite fine, thank you"

 

[Knight_of_None]

(XD Miria: Terrans drink blood right?)

Mala rested his hand on Maria's, craving his head forward, lifting his own mask to run his tongue over the trickle of blood. "Ah...your kind doesn't wet their thirst with blood. Your Se has been foolish." He said as he leaned back. The usual rush that he got from the purity making Mala silently thrill...the Aide feeling something faintly press on her. "But that's okay. You can correct her."

 

[RedCoat]

Miria pulled away slightly, letting Mala lap her blood up as the poor Aide looked even more flush, shaking her head "N-No No, this... I really don't think any of this is necessary, I... Why don't I go and find out where the primary is..." She mumbled, even as she felt the strange pressure on her back.

 

[Knight_of_None]

"No." He said as he shifted his hand, cupping the woman's chin gently. "You mustn't." He urged. His mask gazing impassively into her eyes.

" Your Primary is busy, isn't she. You won't interrupt her to merely tell her of our arrival...it is better for you to treat your guests, or else we may feel disrespected." Mala'konzo added as he pushed the Aide against Miria. "To understand your guests....you must spend much more time with them..."

 

[RedCoat]

"I-Uhm..." The poor woman stuttered more as she was gently squeezed between the two Elves, her face flushing red as Miria slowly, almost torturously, began to slide her hands down her body, brushing against the aides curves, even as she moved to push the poor womans hips back against Mala's, rubbing her rear against his groin.

 

[Knight_of_None]

Mala'konzo smirked at Miria pressed the Aide into him, making her body move. The master reaching around her body, guiding two fingers underneath her chin, tipping her head upwards. He leaned down, his mask parting as hus other hand admired her curves uo to her breast. "Let's find some where we can appreciate your hospitality."

 

[RedCoat]

The Aide whined weakly, before nodding slowly, biting her lip "The... The bedrooms are upstairs..." She mumbled, even as Miria moved back upwards, waiting for Mala to lead the trio to where the Elves could appreciate the Terran 'hospitality'.

 

[Knight_of_None]

"Ah lovely, we can rest." He said as he grabbed onto her, cupping onto her curves while he walked. His other hand catching onto Miria. "Tell me, have you ever experienced a kiss from an Aelfen?"

 

[RedCoat]

The Aide shook her head slowly as she was felt up by Mala whilst they walked, Miria merely leaning into his grip and enjoying her Mawa's contact "I... I can't say I ever have..." She mumbled.

 

[Knight_of_None]

"I've heard conflicting information from sources for the sensation on Terrans. We will have to see about that." He said as they came to the elevators. He allowed Miria to hit the button for him ofcourse but once the doors shut on them, he reached up, shifting his mask as his hand cradled the side of the Aides face. He leaned in suddenly almost as if he was going to lay a kiss on her lips...but his head shifted, his fangs flashing out as he bit into her neck suddenly. Treating her to the experimental kiss.

 

[RedCoat]

As the Aide continued to weakly protest, she couldn't stop him as they entered the elevator, the doors shutting and trapping her in with the two Aelves whilst she watched him move the mask, his hand trapping her as she closed her eyes, her lips moving to reciprocate the kiss, before his teeth savaged her neck, making her whine in surprise and pain.

 

[Knight_of_None]

As she whined with pain, she felt a strange rush instantly after, a sweet feeling that jolted from the wound as the Aelfens saliva made contact with it. He drank only a shallow few drops, rubbing his tongue over it. He hummed as he licked his lips.

 

[RedCoat]

The sound of her pain shifted to ones of pleasure as his saliva began to run into the wound, her blood tasting... well, fine. Nothing compared to Miria, but still, fine enough. Miria merely watched, licking her lips behind her mask.

 

[Knight_of_None]

"Hm. Not a poor flavor, and nice quality." He remarked. "Miria, have a taste" He said as he shifted his grip, craving the Aides head in the other direction and turning her as if she was a mixed drink at a bar.

 

[RedCoat]

Miria followed his instructions, leaning in and licking at the wound he'd already made, humming softly as the poor woman was treated as nothing more than a mildly interesting drinks glass.

 

[Knight_of_None]

While his slave sampled her, Mala slid hus hands inti the aides dress, cuppingbher breast as he sunk his fangs inti her again, treating her ti more of the pleasure, trailing bites along her.

 

[RedCoat]

The poor woman could do little to stop the pair feeling her up and supping her blood, even as the door opened back up with a soft ding, displaying a rather poor imitation of what a Terran clearly thought an Aelfen bedroom would look like. Why, there wasn't even anywhere for the Se...

 

[Knight_of_None]

"Hm. What is this room?" Mala asked as they came out to the bedroom.. "certainly this is not the suite you planned for your esteemed huest?" He said looking at the Aide whom....was much more fumbled looking, her dress hanging onto her, clearly handled around a bit hastily so nothing was...hanging out, her hair tossed a bit. The marks they bit on her a soft, supple red. "Where is the Se to rest? In the closet like a robot?"

 

[RedCoat]

The Aide continued to stutter in her flushed state, even as Miria pushed her into Mala again "Maybe they believe you to be one of those who keeps their Se leashed on their own bed, Mawa..." She murmured softly, whilst she started to undo the Aides dress.