The White Rabbit

Brian Yi | Faerie Elite

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“Now who busted you up?” the elf asked his voice soft as he knelt down to look at the pet laying in the ground. His face was bloodied and would surely leave and unsightly scar over his otherwise beautiful features. “Don’t worry. Shh shh. I was sent to patch up that pretty face hm? See someone cares for you. Or at the very least they care for your looks. My men are going to put you on a stretcher and take you to where I can fix you. Ok?” 

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He shouldn’t have cared how these pets were being treated. In fact, he should’ve probably just kept walking. Stipulations caused him most reservations but even the most valuable state of property weren’t mishandled or mistreated. The stiff glance softened when he assessed the extent of the bruised pet. Even for him, this was unsightly and he tempted not to look away. “Excuse me, Elitist.” The faerie approached, letting his hand secure a cloth and small smear of an herbal balm made by the most talented elementalist from this side of the veil. “May I be of assistance?”

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strxhd:

“I’m a Lord Commander because I am the head of my House and the Commander for the Council’s army.” 

Lysander narrowed his icy gaze. “Do you think I would show my full skill in a boxing match with my son? My need for nimbleness is not something bred for war. War is about reflex and not how you dance across the field of battle.” He rubbed at his knuckle and took a deep and unneeded breath. He pushed it out through his pressed lips. “It is a pleasure to meet you as well, Brian. But, should that day come it would mean we are at war. And were we at war, you would see my complete skill.”

“Ah. I see, now.” The faerie drifted, drawing his hands long his sides until they rested on his hips. He let the vampire talk. It was proper to let him so that he could understand his perspective completely. His eyes ventured over his shoulder before back to the vampire. “Are you sure, Lord Commander? No need to glance upon me with the cause of unknown and intimidation. I realize how odd it sounds. I assure you, I’d be able to match your step if not encumber you. But, us being at war doesn’t mean we’d stand on opposite sides. Many of your enemies are mine.” He stood tall. “And are your knuckles alright or is that something that you are too stubborn to admit?” He stretched his own palm to take his and inspect the bruising. That was, if the vampire was willing.”If not, I do bid you a farewell.”

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strxhd:

A fae. The vampire halted and gave them his attention. His vacant gaze swept over their frame and appraised them within the briefest of moments. “I am Lord Commander, I didn’t get that way by crying over my injuries.” He halfheartedly gestured back toward where he and his son had sparred. “Training and discipline breeds strength.” He trailed off and took an unneeded breath as he pressed his hand to his chest and bowed with respect. “Lord Commander of the Council’s Army; Lysander Strahd of House Strahd.”

“Lord...Commander,” The fae restated so they both could hear. It sounded strange to hold two ranks when one seemed more than sufficient. Well, that was the understanding from the fae. He watched the vampire drift in his downward display of greeting. This one was intriguing to watch. “Two titles. It would seem you take more than just injuries.” He greeted him with a gentle smile and gestured the bowing to stop. “Haus von Strahd.” His German was a little rusty but his accent was still just as beautiful. “I have heard of it. From my deceased husband.” He let his hands drift behind his back. “Violence has never really been my first talent but a gift for it? That can be debated. I haven’t lasted this long being the world’s definition of a faerie, either. I’ve tipped with the best of them. But...may I offer a suggestion of being more nimble and light on your feet?” He furrowed a brow, teasing the vampire with light touches of humor. “I am Brian Yi. I am no Lord nor Commander but I am noted in my own right. Pleasure to meet you, Lord Lysander. Maybe one day you will get to test how swift mine feet and how mighty mine hand might be.”

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strxhd:

Blood cascaded down the vampires face after his sons fist collided hard with his face. A soft laugh escaped as he spat the excess to the ground and held up his hand to halt Marius from further attack. His free hand reached for a towel which his guard provided. The vampire cleaned himself off but allowed the sweat to continue its descent across his body. “We are finished today,” he grunted. His nose healed after he set it with a jerk of his wrist and a growl. He turned his back to his son and looked out into the halls of the tower. His shoulders rolled as he left the room, patrolling the length of the tower before he called it a night.

He was a bystander, which by normal circumstance, didn’t provide enough substance to really have a say. The distance he kept made sure the vampires were all within view. He was well aware that they could smell him but the obvious sign of aggression between the dynamic caused him a bit of confusion. He couldn’t a moment think of a reason to act in such a way. But once the coast was clear and the vampires all sought a different direction, he shifted and kept several paces behind what seemed like the eldest. He furrowed a brow as he made sure his side arms were in place in-case he needed to utilize them at any point. He, presently, felt no threat. He grumbled as he rolled his eyes and waited for Wilmar to give him a small signal in the distance. “You take a blow to the face pretty well. Interesting.”

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orionavelos:

“Honestly– I don’t think I have it in me to trample you.” He shook his head. At the for a human comment, he nearly made a face. “Thank you.” He settled on instead, deciding that he needed to practice the perfect pet skills. He wasn’t a whore anymore, but now he had a different set of skills. “You are quite handsome yourself, sir.”

“There’s nothing to gawk at,” he chimed, taking note of his unspoken language and context of his face. “And trust me, we might want to consider that as a compliment before you take offense.” Brian turned away, greeting Wilmar as he approached. The stockier fae began to whisper in his ear as he lowered his head to the approximation of his aid. He took a glance at the human and back before excusing his on-hand to further duties. His basket needed an additional supplies. “I get the vibe we’ll probably seek the same desire so all we will be doing is creating a small section of dialogue. If we have great vibes, I’ll see to proper food. Deal?”

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orionavelos:

It felt as if the storm would never end.

For a human like him– it was dangerous and he was sure they would pick him off the streets before it ended. No one would care if he died, and so it felt even more dangerous for the human. He had intended to get back to his cell with no problem when he nearly ran into the man before him. “And you compliment me more than I deserve, sir.”

The fae secured the human before either could collide. He furrowed a brow and was quite annoyed by this human’s lazy footing. At to think, they called fae so many names that would disprove in theory if anyone would see him. He kept him at a distance. “Woah. And while we’re on the page of kindness, can we please not trample me.” He rolled his sleeves up. “You are rather cute for a human.” Didn’t take a rocket scientist to realize this one’s specie. “I’m not one to shy away from compliment when it is deserving.”

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thief-king-yakul:

Yakul could tell the male was a calculating fellow, not one that would show his hand until he deemed it worthwhile or safe. He though was pleased to hear his response taking another sip of wine with a wide grin. “Well it is nice to know we have opinions that compliment each other. I don’t believe the treatment of pets is proper, and needs adjusting to be frank.” He answered as he sat on the stone bench still remaining in the greenhouse.

“I was not aware it required such formality. I merely wished to invite you to my home to converse, and thought food and drink would make it more pleasant.” He explained as he gave the faerie a rather curious look. He was not one of those faeries who was weak-minded and so naive. “These pleasantries and kindness are my approach to learning information, the reason I chose to invite you is because you seem to be someone who won’t just see what is infront of him, but past it. If I desired something else from you, well it wouldn’t be so pleasant and relaxed.”

“Information,” The faerie asked. More like repeated for clarity. It made him laugh. He pushed the glass of wine away and back toward Yakul who seemed like he could partake of both glasses if given the opportunity. He knew that by not accepting the fragrant drink, he’d be causing a rift. However, he didn’t know this Elf from the soil he walked on. Anything could happen and he wasn’t certain he wanted to be the recipient of being more vulnerable than residing inside someone else’s home.

“Information could be attained through common grounds. Information could be attained outside more...intimate affairs.” He confirmed suspicion of the other. “We, as an entire specie, have suffered enough from our curiosities and exploratory minds. We can take the portion of the blame for being put in such situations but I’m not oblivious to the fact that manipulation comes in the form of very handsome men and frivolous things.” Brian furrowed a brow. “And I assure you, as handsome as you are, I’d never allow myself to become the mat you choose to exhibit unpleasant conditions with. I’m not a bumbling faerie. I’m far more capable of defending myself even under the misconceptions of my species.” He cleared his throat. “Now that we’ve established that...what information do you seek from me?” 

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thief-king-yakul:

Yakul smiled simply as the other refused to hold the rose. He spoke of how it will die soon, the elf nodding, not seeming surprised in the slightest. “Of course it will, and that’s where the fun will begin.” He purred with a playful gleam in his eye. “And how it was acquired isn’t what concerns me, having it is.” He added with a simple shrug to the faerie.

The subject at hand though brought him back to the conversation as he poured two glasses of wine, one for his guest, and one for himself. Walking back to the faerie he held one out for him, an inviting smile behind it. “From what I understand most of your kind are not fond of the way the pets are treated, correct?” He asked as he took a sip of his wine, enjoying the taste. The wine itself was from the lush jungles far west. “I’m trying to reacquaint myself with everything since my last visit, and I find conversation over drink and meal make it far more enjoyable.”

Ever since arrival, he had been curious as to why such feats were acclaimed. And he wondered of all these plants, under the elven of this place, why was this a place of welcome. He found it strangely provoking and peaceful. The atmosphere was something that spoke to the faerie aspect. But, he had an indomitable will that allowed him never to show the other that he was most intrigued or stimulated by such a field of majesty and keep. He stood with his arms now locked behind his back. He secured the elbow in his palm.

“While I’ve learned to adjust to the captivity and the treatment. I am inclined to agree that knowing the faes and all subsequent lineage are treated as, I find it unpleasant to know that quite a number will endure abuse, as well.” The tall fae drifted closer, cautiously sitting opposite the other. “Drink and meal? My invitation included no such preparations. Why are you trying to wine and dine me? I am no prize to win. What are you trying to hide behind pleasantries and kindness?”

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With the storm long gone, he could see to his bloom. The least aggressive and the more resilient crops would continue to thrive in such heavy rain. Those that needed to be tended to were taken in-doors. He sent Wilmar off to retrieve textiles for sewing and linen while he’d retrieve some trinkets for small gifts for the fae that sought refuge not too far from him. He swore to protect them and that he would. With all of his knowledge and age, he had been able to master their dangers and slay thy beast that tread dangerously to his keep. “Forgive me.” He distracted himself as he took the small basket and tucked it into the bend of his arm. He ushered the male closer as he twirled his finger. “Do tell me that someone as alluring as yourself wouldn’t be left in the presence of dire loneliness.” He hoped it wasn’t so. The faerie got closer to the male. He took a step to the left to inspect the dimensions that he couldn’t attain forthright. “It is pleasant to rest mine eye upon such a beautiful man.”

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sexual sentences .

a collection of dirty talk sentences.

soft .

“ I want to lick you all over…”

“ You’re so hot…”

“ ~Keep doing that.”

“ There’s no where else I’d rather be than inside of you right now“

“ Keep spreading, baby ~ I’m gonna fill you up so good…”

“ That feels amazing baby “

“ Tell me what you like ~ “

“ Come sit on my lap, love “

“ Mmm… do you like that? “

“ I’m getting so turned on/wet/hard “

“ You look so handsome right now…“

“ What do you feel like doing to me?” 

“ You look so gorgeous right now…”

“ I love how you look at me when you’re turned on…” 

“ Tell me if it’s too hard…”

“ Mmm… you taste so good baby. ” 

“ ~ Tell me when you’re about to come?”

“ I could spend all day between your legs…”

“  I’m getting close —”

“ You’re so damn gorgeous. “

less soft .

“ I love your big hands all over my ass.”

“ ~  Get on your knees for me?”

“ I love your big hands all over my chest.”

“ I love your small hands all over my cock.”

“ You have such a perfect ass/cock/pussy/body/etc.” 

“ I love it when you grab the sheets when you’re about to come. “

“ I love how your breath pauses when I put my mouth on your cock.”

“ Cum in my mouth. I want to taste you. ” 

“ I love how your breath pauses when I put my mouth on your pussy.” 

“ That’s it ~ Good girl/boy…” 

“ You sound so sexy when I’m going down on you “

“ I want you to cum for me/on me/in me”

“ You can have me any way you want me baby “

“ Mmm… I can tell that you’re having fun…”

“ Where do you want to cum? ~”

“ Relax… just lie back and let me make you cum. “ 

“ Where do you want me to cum?”

“ ~ I love the things you do with your tongue.” 

“ Strip for me, honey. Slow. I want to savor every inch of you. “

rough .

“ I want you to cum so hard that I feel your cock pulsing inside of me “

“ Get on your knees ~ ?”

“ I love how big your cock gets when I talk to you like this. “

“ Want to make me scream? I’ll bet you can. “

“ I want to fuck you until I feel that sweet little pussy clenching around my cock “ 

“ Tell me how much you love it when I fuck you/when you fuck me ” 

“ I want to fuck you until I feel that sweet little ass clenching around my cock ” 

“ Tell me how badly you want me to fuck you…” 

“ Mmm… I fucking love it when you ride me like this…“

“… I own this pretty little pussy/big wet cock ~”¨

“ Get over here, big boy. Show me what you’re packing. “

“ I’m going to lick you and suck you until you come. “

“ Ride me harder !” 

“ That pretty little face deserves to get fucked ~”

“ I love it when I can feel you squeeze around me “

“ Use your mouth on me. “

“ You like that, don’t you? You like it when your woman does that to you? “

“ I adore how naughty you are. “

“Oh you naughty, naughty boy/girl/woman/man…”