Sci-Fi RP Negotiating the Way of Space Elven Connections

"A Se earns the right to be leashed to their Mawa's bed." He said smirking as the Aide was pressed into him. He grabbed the Terrans dress pulling it of her while Miria unzipped the dress. He threw it aside as his lips grazed along the sensitive bites at her neck and his hands grabbed onti her shoulder, guiding the fumbling Terran to her bed. "will you earn that right?" He said as he neared her, his robes shifting as he let Miria open his pants for him.
 
Miria nodded slowly, even as the poor Terran was stripped down, moaning faintly at the bites that Mala left on her already sensitive neck as he guided her to the bed "Ah? Bu... But I'm not... a Se..." She mumbled, even as Miria giggled softly opening Mala's pants up to expose his cock, placing a kiss on its tip "Yes Mawa... I hope I will..."
 
Mala hummed as Miria gave his topva soft kiss, his hard member throbbing on her lips "if you must experience serving, you should see both sides." Mala said as he stroked the back of his Se's head gently before reaching to guide the human forward. The blood elf member bigger than a humans, the pheromone that naturally came off it etching into the Aide.
 
Miria smiled as he stroked her head, shifting into it like the pet she was whilst the poor Aide couldn't focus anymore, the pheromones starting to take affect as she began to drool softly, moving to kneel and take the tip into her mouth. It was about all she could manage, her mouth and tongue unable to open wide enough.
 
As the Terran craclddled the top in her mouth ,Mala looked at her, the Evoy mask tipping at her. Miria could sense her masters amusement and yet also feel his subtle displeasure. His hips moved, rubbing and pushing against her tongue whole he pet Miria. "Look at this- it's like a Terran cannot even fit it beyond their lips. How can you make a Mawa pleased with such service?"
 
Miria tilted her head, before lifting her chin to look up at him "Perhaps Terrans cannot, without genetic modification, Mawa." She offered as a suggestion, even as she moved the Aides head, pressing her down into his balls and whispering "Lick him clean..." Into the Terrans ear, noting with satisfaction that the Aide followed the instruction.
 
Her Mawa eyed her...but didn't stop her from ordering the Terran around, as temporarily the pheromone high Terran was acting as a Se, and she was casted abided such things. While the human worshipped her new masters sack, the taste abd scent of his pheromone much stronger there. He hummed. "That is true, most Terrans must be modified. But perhaps the rest of her will comply." He said as he cradled the back of her head to press her deeper. "But I suppose in the mean time, you will have to please my cock while she cleans"
 
Miria nodded in response, moving to press her chest against the Terran's back and force her to remain buried into his sack, whilst Miria's lips parted and covered his length, moving up and down as she sucked him off. The poor Aide was lost now, her slit starting to leak in arousal as she was forced deeper and deeper into the heavy nest of pheromones, her only thoughts to lick and clean Mala'Konzo, as she'd been ordered.
 
As the Aides eyes began to gloss over, her arousal scent, crude and primal in comparison to one's so beautiful and blessed as an Aelfen. Mala grabbed the woman's hair as she worshipped him. Her lips feeling the heat of his flesh, the weight of his balls, the potent treat insidecthem. Miria's mouth wrapped around him her bobbing and sucking making his hips buck slightly, her master enjoying her softly tongue.
 
The Aide could do little to resist as Mala seized her hair and held her into place, her mind already overwhelmed as she licked for more of his flavours, feeling the heavy weight of his cum, so tantalisingly close, yet so far away as she continued to do as instructed, whilst Miria continued her tasking, her mouth easily taking his size as she moved deeper onto him when he bucked upwards, wanting to taste his cum again.
 
Miria let some of his load enter her mouth, closing her eyes to enjoy the taste, before she deliberately closed her mouth and let the rest spatter off of her, and down onto the Aide, one of the Se's hands moving to pull the woman out of Mala's balls and raise her head up, to be coated in the cascade of cum raining down.
 
As Miria let her masters gift splat down onto her face abd along her skin, lifting the Terran uo to let her glorious Mawa's perfect seed bless the lesser being in his presence, Mala let hm every messy rope stick to them both, snaking between them to paint both if the Se.
 
Mala did no such thing, ofcourse, the panic of the Terran only making him thrill. He didn't often participate in such things with these...primal creatures, too focused on butchering or bringing them to compliance in his day. But now. Hm. His hands helped her hips, his pillar of aelfen meat driving into her slit
 
The poor girl shrieked as he drove himself into her, her voice devolving into pained begs for mercy, exactly the wrong kind of thing to say, as his mind was conditioned to respond by continuing... after all, his place was ontop, hers was beneath the superior race. Regardless of what she thought of it. Miria was just enjoying watching her master.
 
(XD "what is this No? And Mercy?")

As she yelped out her pained words, trying her best to beg for a moment of reprive, Mala only lulled his head back casually. The sound only to her detriment as his thrusts only pushed deeper, though his barbs didn't cut into her, using them to tease her walls rather than score and mark the humans insides....for now. The sensation alone would be a fine start, introducing her to a lower beings place and the nature of being a good Se. Her body was his to enjoy, and her pleasures would warp to his needs...eventually.
 
("No... Mercy? Oh, I see. You're one of those who enjoys roleplaying!")

The poor Aide's pained noises and begging slowly ebbed away as Mala ignored them, leading Miria to whine softly in her ear "Mmm... Mawa was enjoying those sounds..." She murmured, even as the woman began to acclimatise, moaning quietly, trying to hide what was happening as Mala converted her.
 
"Yes- that better- you make sure lovely noises for a Terran
' He whispered in her ear as he debased her so easily. His fangs nipping on her shoulder, drawing small cuts and licking the wounds. "It's a sweet thing- for you to be used so lughtly." He purred, giving her the realization that this Aelfen wasn't even treating her poorly.he was giving it to her gently.
 
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