And the Fox Says-

○ Lise Vuhs ○ original character ○ 25 years old ○ male dark hair ○ grey eyes ○ 6'3" ○ 140lbs tracking: whitefoxed main: vuhswrites

[algrimthestrong]

Lise's interest in the history of Svartalfheim struck Algrim as sincere, more than just interest out of politeness or mere political considerations. "Svartalfheim has a long, bloody past. Most children have to learn to fend for themselves at an early age." His own children had had the privilege of growing up in a relatively sheltered environment, but many others were not so lucky. With the foxes' support, perhaps a network of orphanages could be established in the elven realm, or some of those unfortunate children could even be relocated to Yelihaa. But of course, this was all in the future and dependant on the success of their alliance. "I am grateful that the fruit of our marriage will grow up in Yelihaa," Algrim admitted quietly.

Beginning to eat when Lise did, Algrim found Yelihaa's cuisine highly pleasing to this palate. Every bite was fragrant and flavourful, beautifully presented and expertly seasoned. He listend with avid interest to Lise talking about how their realms might grow even closer by extending their trade agreement beyond the mineral business. "An excellent suggestion," Algrim agreed, once again touched by how dedicated Lise was to ensuring his comfort and respecting his heritage. "From what I have seen of Yelihaa, its climate appears to be well-suited for agriculture. So, if you really wanted to start growing edibles from Svartalfheim here and share the excess with my people, you would have my deepest gratitude." Lise's efforts to accommodate him and help him settle into his new life far surpassed Algrim's expectations. The fox cared about his comfort, trying to come up with ways to introduce small touches of the familiar into the foreign. Algrim felt that Lise truly wished to create a lasting bond between them, uniting them both in heart and intellect. Meeting someone who was so dedicated to his happiness was a novel experience for the elf and he enjoyed the rest of their meal with a bright sense of hope for the future swirling inside him.

Once they finished eating and he was presented with the manual Lise had mentioned, Algrim took it from the prince and set it down next to him, intending to read through it before bed, nodding at Lise's reminder to retire early. When the time came to part for the night soon after, Algrim reached for Lise's shoulders and pulled him forward into a hug, angling his head to press a kiss to the corner of his mouth. They were expected to share a bed starting tomorrow; it was only sensible that they got comfortable with each other. "Thank you again for welcoming me so warmly into your family." Algrim's smile was gentle and heartfelt. "I am looking forward to tomorrow."

[whitefoxed]

Svartalfheim was not very open to those who were not dark elves, and even though foreigners were allowed in certain spaces, its climate was often too dangerous to send any agents to investigate. As there was no necessity to come in contact with the realm before, the foxes explored realms more open to those from other realms and hence lacked information on Svartalfheim. In a way, both of their realms were similar in seclusion.

Seeing Algrim enjoy the food and approve of his idea, Lise anticipated their alliance deepening in the future. Having an external alliance that knew about Yelihaa was quite an exciting prospect and the crown prince felt very inspired. If his mother was around, she would dampen his optimism in favor of caution, but she wasn't, so his tails were swishing happily behind him throughout their dinner.

After passing his fiance the manual and making move to leave, the young fox was suddenly pulled into a hug and given a kiss. Lise froze, not so much out of shock as it was out of awkwardness, his body flexible and soft enough not to be frozen solid. Red crept up his neck and onto his cheeks, a shy smile unable to be kept down twitching on his lips. He bit his lip to not grin like an idiot, but his swishing tails were giving him away. The fox took in Algrim's smile and returned the hug, tightening his hold on the dark elf for a moment before letting go. "So do I... I'll see you tomorrow."

Lise left reluctantly, constantly turning back to look at Algrim at the door before the estate's gates closed and kept them out of each other's sight. The head maid waited patiently by the side till she was needed, before guiding her new master to the bedroom. Most of Algrim's standard belongings were already sorted, while more private and specific items still remained in their chests awaiting instruction. But tonight was not the night for packing, and the head maid sought Algrim's instruction before readying for his rest with the other servants. Then with a gentle reminder on when she'd be waking him up tomorrow, the servants retreated, only to ring the chime by his bedroom door before the sun was even up.

[whitefoxed]

You Belong to Me

[algrimthestrong]

They moved in perfect unison – when Algrim pulled back, Vuhs rocked forward, when the elf drove himself back inside, the fox pushed back, taking him into his body to the hilt, their testicles meeting with a wet slap every time their hips connected. Vuhs was lean and beautiful under him, his muscles shifting and tensing under his smooth, pale skin, and Algrim kept his eyes open, wanting to witness every moment of his lover’s pleasure.

In contrast to Vuhs, who expressed his enjoyment openly, Algrim kept his pleasure carefully contained, his quickened breaths the only sounds the elder let slip. The way Vuhs twitched and clenched around him spoke of his mounting desperation, but Algrim was not yet ready to let their coupling rush to a quick finale, wanting to savour the silky slide of Vuhs’ hole around him for a little longer as he took him with deep, steady strokes. Knowing that the younger loved him with all his heart made the pleasure so much greater. Algrim felt as if he were overflowing with love for Vuhs, the euphoria of finally being joined with him after the humiliation they had endured from the king earlier making him want to provide Vuhs with a truly memorable experience.

Shifting the angle of penetration to massage Vuhs’ sweet spot with every stroke, Algrim resolved to make him come on his cock alone. “You want to be good for me, my love, don’t you? Then, you’re going to come just from this.” His words were strict, but his tone was tender as he loosened a hand on Vuhs’ hip and smoothed his palm down his lower back. His decision to neglect Vuhs’ erection tonight was not born of selfishness or cruelty, but of a desire to heighten his lover’s pleasure, to prevent him from achieving a quick, easy release and instead let him focus on the bliss of their joining, knowing Vuhs’ eventual arrival at the peak would be so much more rewarding after such an arduous climb.

Vuhs' ears keenly picked up his lover's breaths, his attention focusing all on the dark elf behind him. Algrim was always well restrained and controlled - his teacher in those aspects of life. Still the fox was less disciplined and he found luring his lover off the tracks just as thrilling - their very act in public, however secluded, delightful indeed. Of course, if he could, he would perform before the court and ride on the advisor if he was allowed to. Not that the said advisor would allow him to, for his own pride and the king's.

The pitch of his moans shifted when Algrim adjusted the angle, making pre-cum drip from his tip. Vuhs gave a little tiny whine at his lover's demand, a quiver of arousal running up his abdomen at the thought. He had long forgotten how needy he was prior to their intercourse, now absorbed in the pleasure Algrim was giving him. His lover's thick girth massaged and stretched his inner walls, slicked by the dark elf's saliva. He felt himself tremble around every inch as his prostrate was stroked, his hips moving on their own in hunger to meet Algrim's.

Caring not for anyone to discover their act, Vuhs' cries grew louder, moaning his lover's name on his lips. They went from strong to whimpering as the fox got closer and closer to the edge, before a jolt went though his body and he came hard, clenching down tight as an airy gasp left his throat. The fox's body froze mid action, twitching every so often as he spent himself onto the bench.

[whitefoxed]

Vuhs' ears keenly picked up his lover's breaths, his attention focusing all on the dark elf behind him. Algrim was always well restrained and controlled - his teacher in those aspects of life. Still the fox was less disciplined and he found luring his lover off the tracks just as thrilling - their very act in public, however secluded, delightful indeed. Of course, if he could, he would perform before the court and ride on the advisor if he was allowed to. Not that the said advisor would allow him to, for his own pride and the king's.

The pitch of his moans shifted when Algrim adjusted the angle, making pre-cum drip from his tip. Vuhs gave a little tiny whine at his lover's demand, a quiver of arousal running up his abdomen at the thought. He had long forgotten how needy he was prior to their intercourse, now absorbed in the pleasure Algrim was giving him. His lover's thick girth massaged and stretched his inner walls, slicked by the dark elf's saliva. He felt himself tremble around every inch as his prostrate was stroked, his hips moving on their own in hunger to meet Algrim's.

Caring not for anyone to discover their act, Vuhs' cries grew louder, moaning his lover's name on his lips. They went from strong to whimpering as the fox got closer and closer to the edge, before a jolt went though his body and he came hard, clenching down tight as an airy gasp left his throat. The fox's body froze mid action, twitching every so often as he spent himself onto the bench.

[algrimthestrong]

Though Algrim would have been happy to converse with Lise for a little longer, time had flown by in the prince's presence as they were getting to know each other, and it was only during a brief lull in conversation that his body's needs began to make themselves known, even if he would have never embarrassed the fox by asking him about dinnertime. Fortunately, their ever attentive servants had kept track of the passing of hours. "A little," Algrim admitted to Lise, bowing his head slightly in apology. "But I really enjoyed our conversation and the opportunity to get to know you better before our wedding. I hope you did as well."

The tall elf rose gracefully and followed Lise along into the next room, which was just as elegantly furnished as the salon. The room glowed in the soft light cast by the jade lamps, making the space feel cosy and intimate. "I am sure your food is outstanding. It looks and smells wonderful." Algrim sat down opposite his fiancé, smiling as Lise talked about the culinary considerations for their wedding banquet. "I am not a picky eater. Dark elven cuisine is quite robust and resourceful. We make do with what we have. Our realm has seen a lot of war in the past and people have learned to survive on little." Unsure whether it would be polite to help himself to what he wanted or if there was a certain order in which the offered dishes had to be consumed, he waited for Lise to start first. "Some of our dishes would surprise you, I am sure. But I do have a fondness for mushroom and berry dishes," Algrim revealed.

[whitefoxed]

"Yes I did, I'm so happy to be marrying you." Lise exclaimed in reply. Looking carefully at his fiance's expressions when talking about the food, the vulpine prince hoped their dishes would meet Algrim's expectations. "Svartalfheim seems to have had a hard era. I hope to learn more about your realm's history." Compared to the foxes who have always led secluded lives in the safety of Yelihaa, Svartalfheim's residents did appear to have gone through a lot more than they had. After all, any hardships they had were chosen when they leave Yelihaa on missions in Midgard and other realms. Young foxes are often sheltered till adulthood.

"We do have plenty of mushroom dishes. Berries are usually used in soups and desserts." Making a mental note of his soon-to-be husband's preferences, he looked forward to learning more about his fiance and the realm he came from, if Algrim was willing to share. "Although our trade agreements were for minerals in exchange for food supplies, I hope we can have more edible varieties from Svartalfheim under your advice. Perhaps we could also reproduce them here and ship back excess to your realm." Lise's initial purpose was to learn and prepare more familiar cuisines for his fiance, but his words turned to work out of habit. Being the crown prince, much of his time was taken up by education and work for his future position.

It was time to leave when their meal concluded. A servant appeared at his beckon, as he took the manual from them to pass to Algrim. "This is the manual on the pregnancy spell, as promised. I suppose you'd look through it tonight, but please have an early night as you'd have to prepare early tomorrow." He advised out of concern.

[algrimthestrong]

Noticing how Lise's mood immediately brightened at his reassurance that he would take over the responsibility of carrying their child in his body until the time would come to remove the egg, Algrim had no doubt that his decision was the correct one. For all the lovers Lise may have had in the past, he lacked the experience Algrim possessed. The crown prince might be well-educated in politics and courtly affairs, but he knew nothing about being a parent, or a husband, for that matter. The fact that Algrim had had a family before may well have been the decisive factor why he had been chosen as Lise's spouse.

Algrim gave another squeeze of Lise's hand, returning his smile. "I am sure many of my people would happily accept such a gracious offer." While Algrim had been hesitant earlier to accept Lise's proposition of bringing his own entourage of elven servants to Yelihaa, there was a difference between being forced into service in another world and being given the choice to emmigrate to a realm where peace and and harmony reigned. Compared to Svartalfheim, Yelihaa was a paradise, free of the terror and oppression that were the foundation of Malekith's rule over his subjects.

He glanced out of the nearest window, where dusk had begun to descend. Lise had said they were going to have dinner together and then the prince would take his leave for the night, reuniting with him only in the morning to pick him up for their wedding. Algrim hadn't thought it possible to grow so fond of someone in such a short time, but he found himself actually looking forward to building a life with Lise.

[whitefoxed]

Lise had not noticed the passing time in his lovely fiance's company and was following his line of sight when he realized the sun was half set and the sky painted dark blue. Perhaps sensing their gaze, red ears and tails popped out from the side of the main door, the head maid gave a bow and asked if they would like to be served dinner. "Yes please." He answered, before looking to Algrim. "I apologise for not noticing... you must have gotten hungry." The fox prince had not let go of Algrim's hand, casually and comfortably holding the dark elf's.

Dinner was quickly served and set in the next room, where there was a dining table for two. Glowing jade ornaments diffused light similar to sunlight in the room, a stark contrast to the quickly darkening skies outside. "Hopefully our cuisine suits your tastes... we couldn't find any records of dark elven food, so for the wedding it's similar. Our chefs made variations of our dishes with ingredients from Svartalfheim." Well ingredients they could recognize. A large bowl of braised fowl soup with a mix of Yelihaa and Svartalfheim mushrooms, a plate of shallot omelettes and sauteed venison and Svartalfheim vegetables accompanied bowls of fragrant rice on the table.

Lise sat down at the round table together with Algrim, having passed a message along the way for the manual to be brought over. "What do you normally like to eat? Do you have a favorite dish?"

[algrimthestrong]

Though Algrim had been all but certain that the prince had a preference for male partners, it made his heart feel a little lighter to have his suspicion confirmed. While the elf himself had had both male and female lovers in the past, placing greater importance on character and intellectual capacity than gender, it was reassuring to know that they were compatible in that area. It would make the duty of continuing the royal family line far more pleasent, even if it did not lessen the pressure placed on either of them. Though he was surprised at Lise's admission of his mistrust of women, Algrim kept his expression carefully respectful, not wanting to give Lise the impression that he was judging him. He could easily imagine that Lise's feelings on the matter were linked to his strict, overbearing mother. At least this was the impression he had formed of the Queen during their negotiations, and Lise's earlier revelation that his mother would have the final say on whether or not he would be required to maintain a harem of concubines only supported his theory. "Then we should have no trouble pleasing each other."

He knew that his body had already been altered by his king to permit him to carry a child, but to hear it out of Lise's own mouth that he would not have to suffer through the agonies of childbirth in the way women usually did was a profound relief. Algrim visibly relaxed at Lise's explanation, only to find himself taken aback all over again by what the fox revealed next. "An egg?" Algrim raised his brows at Lise, not quite sure whether to feel perturbed or amused. "That's quite… peculiar." He still had a myriad of questions, but he reined them in at Lise's mention of a manual. "Yes please, I greatly desire to familiarise myself with the exact proceedings. As I said, it is my wish to fulfill the expectations you have of me and ensure the success of our alliance."

Though Algrim knew that foxes were shapeshifters, he had not really expected Lise to offer to change his form if required. It had been made very clear to him that the duty of bearing offspring would fall to him as Lise's 'bride'. "It will only be a last resort," Algrim reassured the prince, sensing his unwilligness to go down that road. "I would not want to force such a burden on you if it can be avoided." He reached out and placed his hand back on Lise's, squeezing gently. "I believe we can make this arrangement work, for both of us, and for the good of our nations."

[whitefoxed]

The Queen Naomi was nearly five thousand years old when she had Lise. With her experience ruling over the realm to keep it as secure as she had all this time, her will and presence was formidable to her offspring. As the most sheltered of the three, Lise was the result of her adjusting the way she raised her children to have a satisfactory heir. Being the youngest, Lise had a long way to go to fill his mother's shoes and she still kept a tight rein on his education and upbringing.

For now, all that was out of Lise's mind as he focused on his fiance, tails swishing slowly and idly behind him. "Yes, the egg would require our presence caring for it to grow as well. It would be about another three months before it hatches." He explained what he read from the manual, finding it quite fascinating as well since this could be considered the first time one of their bloodline came from an egg? There were no past records of such a thing happening.

Understanding Algrim's anxiousness over the pregnancy and birth, Lise decided he should have someone send the manual later today. He wanted his fiance to have an ease of mind at least on their wedding night. When the dark elf reassured him that he would not have to shift into his female form anytime soon, he smiled with relief and trust, meeting his fiance's dark eyes. "Yes... I look forward to our realms cooperating. If trade goes well, we would not mind having immigrants from Svartalfheim." The prince hinted to what they considered as a future possibility.

[algrimthestrong]

Algrim thought that Lise, for all the power and wealth his status as crown prince afforded him, was just a boy under his noble veneer and fine robes. The way the fox leaned into his touch and waved his tails at the elf's petting was so endearing and so beautifully honest, and Algrim could not help wanting to see more of that innocent, childish side of his fiancé. He felt that he had already won Lise's trust, which surprised and charmed him at the same time. Lise's sensitive, gentle nature along with what Algrim thought was a slightly naive air that could well be a product of his sheltered upbringing and lack of exposure to other cultures brought out a protective instinct in him that he thought had died long ago with his wife and children.

Lise wore his heart on his sleeve, his expression and tone clearly communicating his dismay at the serious turn their conversation had taken. Algrim listened to Lise attempting to assuage the concerns the elf had voiced about the spell, finding it reassuring that the fox was so willing to let him know whenever magic would be used on him. Algrim had to press his lips together to keep a smile off his face at the way Lise tugged at his sleeve. What the prince had to say about him clearly showed that Lise had a great deal of respect for Algrim and his delight at having been paired with the capable advisor was obvious. Though Algrim still resented the fact that he would have to subject himself to the foxes' probing, he understood it was a neccessary prerequisite to ensure his loyalty to Yelihaa. Algrim nodded his acceptance to Lise, knowing he had no other choice than to submit to the authority of the royal family.

He took a sip of his tea, debating whether or not to bring up another subject that had been weighing heavily on him, something that had left him with more questions than answers when the Accursed had informed him of his new duties. He had just agreed with Lise that it was fine to leave discussions of heavier matters for after their wedding, yet he felt it was important to gain at least a basic understanding of Lise's preferences and expectations. "Would you have preferred a female bride, Lise?" Algrim queried, bracing himself for a potentially uncomfortable truth. For all he knew, Lise's past relationships might have been with women, even if he appeared willing, perhaps even eager, to be wedded to Algrim.

"I understand that we are expected to produce an heir." He rested a hand just below his navel, where his skin was still slightly irritated from the magical tattoo that had been etched onto his body. "I have not been told how exactly this can be accomplished, but I have received a… a blessing from my king that is supposed to aid us in this endeavour." It was not only his body's capabilities and the pressure of a successful conception that he was worried about. The thought of becoming a parent again after having lost his own children brought with it a wave of emotions that he desperately tried to suppress. Malekith had left him in the dark as to how fox and elf were meant to procreate. "I wish to please you, but I admit that I am at a loss to comprehend how exactly this can be achieved."

[whitefoxed]

His fiance's agreement to avoid heavier topics settled the prince's uneasiness, shifting his gaze back up to watch the dark elf sip his tea. His ears pricked up in surprise at that question, before Lise shook his head. "Truth be told, I'm a little wary of females... I've always preferred males." Which was why he never really questioned why Algrim was chosen, when his fiance suit his preferences every which way. He supposed it was a reasonable question though, considering what the treaty of their marriage entailed.

Just as he thought, Algrim brought up the topic of having an heir. "Your king mentioned that he would take care of the problem." Lise answered, recalling Algrim was not present for that particular exchange. "We have similar magics, and according to his explanation, while the ritual to do so is different, the result is similar. The spell creates a womb that can be fertilized through regular intercourse. Then for the delivery, a special birthing portal is cast for the midwives to bring out the child, especially because males do not have hips wide enough for childbirth. The difference between ours and Malekith's was... ours are live births and his spell forms an egg. We received a manual - you can have it later."

While Lise can turn female and give birth, the prince was not so willing to take on a gender he does not feel so at ease with, especially not when he did not know his fiance well enough. His mother was of agreement, and in the opinion that the dark elves should carry the burden of pregnancy and birth for their transgressions. Lise also understood that none of this was fair to Algrim, but they were both bound by duty and the consequences of their own races. Tilting his head, his gaze drifted off listlessly as he offered a consideration. "If you fail to conceive, then I'll have no choice but to turn female. That would be much later in the future however."

He would not deny Algrim of that option if his fiance really preferred it, which was why he did not ask the dark elf of his preferences. But not so soon. The thought of being vulnerably female when he was already uncomfortable with the form could only be rejected.

[algrimthestrong]

Algrim nodded, a slight smile turning up the corners of his mouth at the flush of colour that rose to Lise's cheeks as he admitted that his mother had the final say in the matter. "I appreciate your honesty." While Algrim was glad to hear that Lise's past relationships had been monogamous, he understood that whether or not his betrothed would be expected to maintain a harem was dependent on the the wishes of the ruling Queen, whom Algrim had yet to get the measure of. Still, it was reassuring to know that Lise himself had no plans to invite other people into their bedroom, which only spoke of his integrity and desire to ensure that their marriage would be a mutually satisfying arrangement.

As Lise went on to explain the depth of the bond they were about to enter into, Algrim found himself momentarily rendered speechless by the fox's revelation. While he knew that Lise and his kin were basically immortal, the confirmation that he, too, would be offered such a rare gift made him aware of his own importance in the grand scheme of things. "Spending eternity at the side of a lover sounds like a beautiful dream," Algrim agreed after a moment. Letting his hand slide from Lise's cheek into his hair, he stroked his fingers gently through the silky strands before giving in to the temptation to scratch behind a fluffy ear. "Once again, I am humbled that you would extend such an honour towards me."

The prince could have easily set a trap for him to test his loyalty by not telling the elf about the spell. That Lise wanted Algrim to know what risks awaited him as his bride only further cemented Algrim's belief that his husband-to-be wished for them to have a harmonious relationship. Though he had been tasked by his king to uncover the secret of the foxes' immortality, Algrim had already come to the decision that he could not betray Lise's trust, not just for the sake of his own safety, but because Lise was too sweet a man to turn against. Such a betrayal from the one meant to be his closest confidant would be a blow from which Lise might never recover. The prince was kind, generous, and seemed to have an honest heart, and, to all appearances, Lise was quite eager to get married to him. Only a fool would throw away what Lise offered him.

Still, learning that he would have to submit to Lise's probing and lay bare his innermost feelings and thoughts was an unwelcome surprise. Algrim pulled his hand back, letting it sink into his lap. "So, the foundation of our union will not be trust, but control," he summarised Lise's explanation. His expression had turned sombre. Of course he was aware of the fact that this might not be Lise's personal wish, but likely an established custom to protect Yelihaa against outside threats. He could not fault the foxes for taking precautions, it was the sensible thing to do in such a situation. Too many husbands had taken a dagger to the heart in their sleep. Dark elves had a reputation across the realms for being ruthless and back-stabbing. As much as he loved them, Algrim himself did not trust the majority of his own people.

[whitefoxed]

Algrim's acceptance of his explanation and gentle touch along his face and hair had the fox squinting and swishing his tails happily. Lise really was looking forward to being married to Algrim, already fantasizing the future ahead of getting to know each other and spending time together. Someone he could share his life and realm with. When his ear got scratched, he blinked and flicked it, leaning into the dark elf's touch. Yes, he would look forward to getting more scratches and petting in the future too.

Seeing Algrim's sombre expression, his ears laid flat down with dismay. "It's like scrying for omens. Only when it might happen would I be aware." He explained further, as if it could help. Lise reached out to tug on Algrim's sleeve. "No one besides Mother and me will know this spell will be used on you. Besides, I can always clarify with you if it happens?" The fox's lips pursed with a slight chew on his bottom lip, obviously uncomfortable talking about such a possibility.

"I witnessed how hard you worked for peace between our realms, even when there were misunderstandings between Mother and Malekith. Your suggestions hold passion for protecting your people and preventing unnecessary sacrifices. It is a very admirable trait... Honestly, I was glad when I heard you were chosen. Though I don't understand why when you're so capable... but at least the person I'd be marrying is someone I've known about, at least for some time."

"And while I'm showing you my best welcome, I understand you did not have the opportunity to have the same impression of me. Not only that... I may seem naive and inexperienced for my role. Especially because I'm avoiding the heavier topics between us. It's our first day of meeting in person... I do not want us to start with distrust and wariness of bad possibilities." Lise's gaze dropped down where their knees were. He understood Algrim's loyalties could not be changed so soon, that it would lay more with his kin than Yelihaa. The long discussions with his mother on his fiance's potential motives already laid the groundwork to prepare for any scenario of betrayal that might happen. So he did not think it necessary to be brought up, especially for someone as intelligent as the advisor before him. But he also found himself feeling insecure about appearing incompetent before the capable elf.

As much as the Queen reprimanded him on his behavior, Lise understood he was chosen because he met her standards with regards to his handling of politics and management of the realm. While he was confident in his work, much less could be said about his self confidence in holding his ground in public as the future king. Like any capable monarch, he understood and accepted the necessary responsibilities of the throne, but still the young fox often wished to hide behind the scenes.

[algrimthestrong]

The thought of having his own retinue of elven servants was a tempting one, even if Algrim was not sure if he would have the heart to demand of any of his countrymen to leave their home behind to serve him in Yelihaa. Either way, it was kind of Lise to make such an offer. Though Algrim used to have his own attendants in Svartalfheim, his change in status was a significant one – there was a considerable difference between being advisor to a king and spouse to a crown prince. Having a host of servants at his beck and call in Yelihaa was something he still needed to get used to.

Lise kept on surprising him with his kindness and progressive views on their marriage, putting Algrim's concerns to rest by reassuring him that a virgin bride was no requirement and then going on to express his sympathies for the elf's loss. Algrim's eyes shone with gratitude. "Thank you, Lise. I am glad that our views on the subject align." If Lise cared to learn about his former life, Algrim would be willing to tell the fox about it, but this was not the right time to darken the mood with tales of war and death. The revelation that Lise had been with other partners in the past, too, was a relief, for it once again put them on equal footing. It did give rise to another concern, however. "Something I came across in my studies was the concept of harems in Yelihaa. Is this something that will affect our relationship?" Algrim had always been faithful to his wife, had loved and treasured her as she deserved, and the thought of her not being enough would have never crossed his mind. He could only hope that Lise was of a similar mindset.

Another smile stole across his lips as Lise reached for his hand and kissed it, the gesture so endearingly innocent that Algrim could not help but be touched by it. Though they had only known each other for a short while, Lise was turning out to be remarkably perceptive to Algrim's feelings. Obsidian eyes widened with surprise when Lise offered Algrim a choice in the matter of their marriage – something his king had not. While Algrim would have gone through with Malekith's wish even if the crown prince had turned out to be cruel, the fact that Lise was willing to call off the wedding stirred a warm feeling in his chest. "It is very kind of you to consider my feelings on the matter, but I will uphold my end of our agreement, for the good of both of our realms."

Lifting his free hand to Lise's face, Algrim rested his palm against his cheek. "Is there anything in particular I need to know before the ceremony? I would not want to cause you any grief or embarrassment on your wedding day."

[whitefoxed]

When Algrim brought up his concern, Lise gave it some thought before answering. "My previous relationships were monogamous, and I prefer for it to stay that way. However, until I myself am king, I am unable to give you a definitive answer." The fox's eyes were apologetic. "Our culture follows East Asian Midgardian monarchies. Harems are also often for political alliances or purposes. I cannot refuse if my mother is adamant." Embarrassment flushed across Lise's face, knowing how much of a mother's boy he sounded saying so. When it came to the Queen, he really had little self-agency.

Knowing that his fiance will continue with the wedding, the crown prince eased a little. Having to talk his mother out of something both realms had already invested so much into arranging was daunting, not that he wouldn't try if it was Algrim's choice. Feeling his hand on his cheek, Lise blushed shyly this time. "Mn... as my spouse, I will be sharing my lifespan with you. You should know about how the royal family is considered immortal. If there are no mishaps, we will continue to live on. It'd be a shame to do so alone, don't you agree?" He said with a smile, trying to lighten things up. "It is a bond with many benefits. We'd even be able to sense each other's well being and general location." He continued, omitting that it can be undone at great cost. The prince did not want to start their marriage thinking it might come to that.

Besides, after the wedding, Algrim had plenty of time to study with access to their library and knowledge. "This is also Yelihaa's first external alliance by marriage. To ensure you won't betray us..." Lise was looking apologetic once more. "You will be bound to a spell that prevents such. I will know if you have thoughts of enacting on something like that." It was an ancient spell, left by their ancestors. Even his mother still uses it as study material, because she had not yet fully grasped its mechanisms. It was also a spell used on lifelong servants and subordinates, which many viewed as slaves. The only advantage Algrim would have was that any punishment would be by Lise's choice, compared to the immediate consequences which could be embedded into the spell. He paused, watching his fiance's expressions to see if he would regret his earlier choice.

Yelihaa, in many ways, was a very conservative and secretive realm. Their engagement with Svartalfheim was considered forced, with many foxes on the fence regarding the alliance. If they had the ability, the common consensus would be to erase the dark elves' memories of them. But as that was mere wishful thinking, they settled for the next best option besides constant war. Despite so, there would be much scrutiny and restrictions on his fiance, being from another realm.

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Relieved that they were on somewhat even ground regarding one another's understanding of their respective culture, Algrim resolved to begin to fill that gap as soon as he would be granted access to the royal archives, in addition to getting to experience Yelihaa's culture through his interactions with Lise. He listened quietly to the prince's explanations, nodding his acquiescence to the local customs, trying to brush aside the disappointment he felt at having to spend his first night in Yelihaa without the only familiar face he knew in a realm that was still largely a mystery to him. He looked up again, glancing at Lise from the side. "I understand, and of course I will abide by your customs. I would not do anything to jeopardise the successful start of our life together."

Lise's next query was another reminder of how little Algrim knew about his new home. "I am afraid not. Truth be told, I was under the impression that I were to come on my own, without an entourage," the elf admitted, his voice soft with apology. "Thank you, Lise, for your generosity and for welcoming me so kindly. It shall be my earnest effort to make my every action meet with your approval, and I look forward to meeting the lord you mentioned." Algrim followed the prince into the main hall, taking in his lavish surroundings with quiet awe. He sat down on the chaise Lise led him to and accepted the offered tea with a smile and a nod of thanks to the servant.

"Perhaps I should begin by expressing my gratitude for your hospitality." Algrim had expected his reception to be a more sober affair, a formal handing over of him to the royal family, with his role at court being more akin to that of a political hostage, but Lise had shown him nothing but warmth and respect since his arrival. Perhaps their arrangement would turn out to be a mutually beneficial one, after all. "All of this—", he let his gaze sweep around the opulence surrounding him, marvelling at the care with which every single piece of furniture and decor seemed to have been selected to turn his new residence into a true sanctuary of beauty and comfort, "—is very beautiful, and very different from my home. I consider myself blessed to be thought worthy of such generosity."

Algrim took a sip of his tea, then shifted on the chaise to face Lise more fully. He took a moment to gather his thoughts, his expression turning serious. "I am not sure how much you were told about my background as an eligible spouse, but it is my wish that honesty should be the foundation of our marriage," he began his confession, watching Lise carefully for his reaction. "I used to have a family. I was married, I had a wife and… children." His eyes glimmered with old grief at the memory. "They all lost their lives in a war, leaving me a widower. I am not—" he hesitated, unsure of Lise's nuptial expectations of his bride, "—pure if that is something you are concerned about."

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Lise listened attentively to his fiance, silently amazed by how formal his bride was addressing their conversation. He felt a little awkward, quickly assessing himself and trying his best to return the respect. It resulted in the fox prince sitting up more like a student being called in class, despite already having proper posture before. "Perhaps once you're more settled here, you can arrange for personal elven staff." Lise suggested, though there would be quite the procedure to go through. "For now, please feel free to use the servants attached to this estate. You will also have the rights to most of my servants after we marry." He clarified.

Hearing Algrim's gratitude, Lise also momentarily found himself distracted by thoughts of how to make his bride feel more at home, thinking he would need to ask more about Svartalfheim. He wanted to assure Algrim that it was only to be expected for his spouse-to-be, when the shift in atmosphere had the crown prince being more sombre to their conversation. That Algrim had a family did take Lise by surprise, before he noticed the grief in his bride's eyes, frowning the slightest at Algrim's last concern. He understood how valid it was, that purity was often an expectation across many cultures. While it was not a deal breaker for the foxes, it was still a treasured notion as well.

Lise reached out to take Algrim's hand again, holding it with both of his and shaking his head. "It is not a concern of mine. Being of our age, it is to be expected... though I had not known you were a widower." Snow blue eyes gazed at Algrim with sympathy. "I am sorry for your loss. I myself had partners before, though I've never committed due to my position. You are to be my spouse, and it will be for life. I sincerely hope we can move past what was, to be by each other's side till the end of time." He said with all seriousness, piously lifting Algrim's hand to kiss the back of his fingers.

"The wedding tomorrow... will demand your loyalty to our realm. There will be exchanges... and magic. Your king does not know the full extent of what a fox marriage entails. Please, let me know if that's not what you truly wish for. There's still time for me to convince my mother otherwise."

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Relishing the gentle strokes of Lise's fingers through his hair, Algrim watched the younger from beneath half-closed lids, a small smile turning up his lips as he waited for Lise to decide on the night's agenda. When his lover stated his desire, Algrim's eyes flicked open at the bold request. "So, my fox is a voyeur," he chided, amused. The elf considered himself an accomplished dancer, though what Lise expected of him was hardly a court dance. Though Algrim was not in the habit of flaunting his body, preferring to impress with his intellect and eloquence rather than his physical traits, he felt his heart beat faster at the notion of putting on such a sensual peformance for the younger.

"Very well, if that is your wish," he agreed, ignoring the flicker of embarrassment that came with Lise's request. Algrim knew he was attractive. He knew how to carry himself, how to move his body. If Lise wanted to be seduced, he would grant him his wish. The dark elf leaned forward and bridged the space beween their lips. Algrim kissed Lise gently at first, but the press of his lips soon grew firmer, more insistent, a quiet sigh sounding in this throat as he let his tongue snake forth into the wet heat of Lise's mouth.

[whitefoxed]

Lise's ears pricked up and twitched as he felt a blush of heat across his cheeks at the chiding, shy only because it was Algrim who said so. No one could stir him up quite like his lover did, and the fox anticipated eagerly to see Algrim give effort in a task that was not to his temperament. It would be just for his eyes only, to see a rare side of the elder as a treat for tonight. Lise followed Algrim's lead, closing his eyes at the kiss.

The soothing softness of those lips turned firmer and Lise could not help but moan softly with delight as his own lips parted for his love. He suckled lightly on that tongue, before giving him free rein past his lips, his own brushing under Algrim's. Being so close, Algrim's scent enveloped him and Lise wrapped his arms around his lover's chest in a close embrace. Slowly, their heart began beating in time with each other's.

[whitefoxed]

You Belong to Me

[algrimthestrong]

With the taste of his beloved still lingering on his tongue, Algrim savoured the desperate pleas falling from Vuhs’ lips. To be so desired was a heady feeling that made him dizzy with lust. Vuhs was beautiful in his passion, a vision so sinful that Algrim wanted to preserve it in his memory forever. But his own arousal demanded relief, and so, complying with the fox’s urging, he gripped himself around the base, keeping himself steady as he pushed past the loosened entrance. A sigh slipped out with his breath as he felt the tight embrace around his tip, sucking on him like an eager mouth. He paused there for a moment, letting his lover adjust to his girth, one of his hands stroking Vuhs thigh soothingly. “You feel wonderful.”

All around them, the gardens lay silent and still, even the moon was hiding behind the clouds, and while Algrim all but melted into the shadows, he could see Vuhs clearly before him, his skin and vulpine features standing out against the darkness. After a moment, Algrim proceeded with his conquest, both of his hands settling on Vuhs’ hips as he sank himself all the way inside until his hips were flush with Vuhs’ rear. Vuhs was hot and tight inside, every clench and spasm massaging the elf’s aching arousal and sending shivers of pleasure dancing along his nerve endings.

The elder kept a firm grip on the younger’s hips as he drew back, sliding almost all the way out before thrusting back inside, his rhythm slow and steady. Gradually, he picked up his speed and increased the force of his thrusts until he was driving his lover forward on the bench with each snap of his hips.

Feeling himself stretch open to Algrim's entry, Vuhs breaths caught with anticipation and relief. After a whole night of tension, it was like finally knowing when he could rest. Of course, at the moment blood rushed fast through his veins, and there was still a lot to do. Algrim always had this strange effect on him, making him feel safe, secure and incredibly comfortable, but oh so thrilled and turned on to have his affections. The combination drove Vuhs wilder than he knew himself could be, even though he considered what they were doing at the moment tame.

Moans slipped free in time with each stroke within the fox's tight hole, sucking hungrily on every inch. As Algrim picked up the pace, Vuhs also began rocking his body to match his love's rhythm, pushing back to meet the smack of the elder's hips. Pleasure sparked every time Algrim's cock rubbed past his sensitive muscles within, sending tingling strikes up his spine and had him clenching around it by reflex. His ears pinned to the sides trembling, fluttering fur making it all the more obvious.

Every thrust was increasing his urge to climax, something his body was trained to restrain from - at least for a longer time than most peers. Vuhs' inner walls massaged and milked his lover's cock with a starved desperation, making the fox feel fully filled over and over. "Algrim... ah-hahh... ah!"

[whitefoxed]

Feeling himself stretch open to Algrim's entry, Vuhs breaths caught with anticipation and relief. After a whole night of tension, it was like finally knowing when he could rest. Of course, at the moment blood rushed fast through his veins, and there was still a lot to do. Algrim always had this strange effect on him, making him feel safe, secure and incredibly comfortable, but oh so thrilled and turned on to have his affections. The combination drove Vuhs wilder than he knew himself could be, even though he considered what they were doing at the moment tame.

Moans slipped free in time with each stroke within the fox's tight hole, sucking hungrily on every inch. As Algrim picked up the pace, Vuhs also began rocking his body to match his love's rhythm, pushing back to meet the smack of the elder's hips. Pleasure sparked every time Algrim's cock rubbed past his sensitive muscles within, sending tingling strikes up his spine and had him clenching around it by reflex. His ears pinned to the sides trembling, fluttering fur making it all the more obvious.

Every thrust was increasing his urge to climax, something his body was trained to restrain from - at least for a longer time than most peers. Vuhs' inner walls massaged and milked his lover's cock with a starved desperation, making the fox feel fully filled over and over. "Algrim... ah-hahh... ah!"

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[whitefoxed]

You Belong to Me

[algrimthestrong]

Vuhs was beautifully responsive, every sound that left his lips and every twitch of his body urging Algrim on to bring him pleasure.

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Vuhs' body blossomed to Algrim's tender gardening, melting with weak knees from the intricate attention. He was just managing to get a breather when Algrim paused, before he yelped with surprise at the sudden pleasure of having his cock sucked on. The younger had been dripping precum from Algrim's tongue work, and that made his cock ache all the more, with his body tensing with desire. "Algrim!"

It wasn't just his front that was aching for climax, all that licking had him feeling empty and hungry, teased even more so when he felt his lover's heavy heat reminding him how deep it could go. Vuhs gasped, the ends of his tails curling with his toes. "Take me, Algrim. Put it in- I want your cock deep in me." He pleaded, hips pressing back again impatiently. "Claim me... make me cum." The fox ignored his own hanging arousal, eager to be filled.

A cloud drifted over the moon, and the light shining on them dimmed. Further away, the yellow hued windows seemed even brighter in the darkness. But Vuhs' white ears and tails were a stark beacon even in the momentary shadow, and he could be seen lowering his elbows to arch his back and hips higher for his lover.

[whitefoxed]

Vuhs' body blossomed to Algrim's tender gardening, melting with weak knees from the intricate attention. He was just managing to get a breather when Algrim paused, before he yelped with surprise at the sudden pleasure of having his cock sucked on. The younger had been dripping precum from Algrim's tongue work, and that made his cock ache all the more, with his body tensing with desire. "Algrim!"

It wasn't just his front that was aching for climax, all that licking had him feeling empty and hungry, teased even more so when he felt his lover's heavy heat reminding him how deep it could go. Vuhs gasped, the ends of his tails curling with his toes. "Take me, Algrim. Put it in- I want your cock deep in me." He pleaded, hips pressing back again impatiently. "Claim me... make me cum." The fox ignored his own hanging arousal, eager to be filled.

A cloud drifted over the moon, and the light shining on them dimmed. Further away, the yellow hued windows seemed even brighter in the darkness. But Vuhs' white ears and tails were a stark beacon even in the momentary shadow, and he could be seen lowering his elbows to arch his back and hips higher for his lover.

[algrimthestrong]

Algrim straightened at the Queen's request and inclined his head to her in acknowledgement of her welcome. He turned back to Lise then, smiling politely at his husband-to-be, using the opportunity while the fox was speaking to him to cast a subtle glance up and down his form. Lise truly was beautiful. A sweet, youthful face, long, straight hair that fell down his back in a veil of silvery-white, and fuzzy white vulpine ears that looked tantalisingly soft. Though Algrim had never been particularly vain, he could not help hoping that his looks pleased the Crown Prince.

They had barely exchanged a word and yet they were expected to spend the rest of their lives together. Political marriages were common among royalty across all realms and Algrim was fairly certain that Lise had been raised with the expectation that he would one day marry a partner of his mother's choosing. Still, he was anxious to find out what Lise thought of their arrangement. It had been years since Algrim had lost his family. Marriage was not something he had expected to ever repeat, but he knew better than to refuse a direct order from the king. It was surreal to imagine that in a day they would be married and he would have to do as Lise bade him and fulfill his duty as his husband, or rather bride, for he understood that this was the role he was expected to take in their union, made possible by the magical tattoo he had been given the night before. Why Malekith had not simply picked a woman as Lise's consort Algrim did not know, but he had always known the Accursed to have a twisted sense of humour.

At Lise's prompting, Algrim took the prince's hand and fell into step beside him. Malekith sent him off with little more than a passing glance, quite evidently happy to have the burden of his ex-advisor taken off his hands so he could go back to conversing with the Queen, who he clearly viewed as a worthier pursuit than her son. The quick dismissal stung. Algrim's brows drew together unhappily and he squeezed Lise's hand a little tighter.

The ensemble of buildings – white walls topped with black rooves that curved upwards into pointy tips at the corners – Lise led him to was as picturesque as was the garden full of pink-blossomed trees surrounding it. A white bridge curved over a pond with turquoise water that sparkled in the sun, in which fish swam lazily. "Your realm is beautiful," Algrim commented, breathing in the sweet, floral scent as they strolled through the garden. "I am looking forward to seeing more of it."

Yelihaa could not be any more different from gloomy Svartalfheim. Algrim loved his home, but even he could admit that the elven realm's ancient forests and misty bogs were a far cry from Yelihaa's meticulously cultivated beauty. "I will do my best to fulfill the role you have in mind for me, though I admit that I still lack a deeper understanding of your culture and your unique… physiology. You must forgive my ignorance, but there were few sources for me to consult, with Yelihaa having been shut off from the other realms for so long." He lowered his gaze to the path in front of him, embarrassed at his lack of knowledge. "Will you be staying with me tonight, so we may get to know each other a little better before the official festivities begin?"

[whitefoxed]

When Algrim took his hand and to his side, Lise noticed his gaze search for his king. Glancing between them and then the frown that appeared on his bride's brows, the prince held their hands firmer in response to that tightened hold. Algrim's capable performance in court played again in his mind. With mild puzzlement but also gentle joy, the fox led the bride he was pleased with to the temporary quarters which he would marry his bride from. "This courtyard will be given to you, as your maternal abode. Tomorrow, I will fetch you from these steps to mine, where we'll live."

Listening to ex-advisor promising to commit to his position, Lise smiled and swung their held hands lightly in a childish manner. "That's understandable. What we understand of the dark elves are also from Midgardian sources, so we're on par?" The prince tried to ease his bride's worries. "I will stay until after dinner. It's kind of old superstition that the marrying couple shouldn't see each other the night before, otherwise it's bad for the marriage. Plus I have to pick you up according to our marriage customs." Malekith had left the wedding arrangements entirely up to the foxes. With not much information to go on, the wedding organizers simply integrated some Svartalfheim imported greenery, food ingredients which they tested to blend into Yelihaa's culinary style and the assumed color for dark elves into the decoration and outfits they were to wear tomorrow.

"A noble fox will arrive later to help you prepare for tomorrow. Did... the king give you your own elven servants?" Lise probed. They did not mention it in the negotiations, wanting to see the dark elves' intent. "The noble fox is a lord of good age blessed with parents and children all healthy, and had a very good life. Him helping you prepare will give you blessings for a good marriage." He explained further as he led Algrim into the main hall, bringing him to a long wooden chaise to sit with. Servants - red foxes - showed themselves to their new master and served up floral tea for the both of them.

"I'm sure you have a lot of questions. I'll do my best to answer them. What's on your mind?" The prince initiated after the servants left. The interior of this gifted estate was designed in the same purple he saw Algrim wore in the projections. His mother left most of the bridal gifts in his charge, and he saw to the arrangement in this courtyard that was to be Algrim's private property.

Lilac curtains drifted lightly in the breeze blowing in from the open doors, with the soft chiming of chained colorful gemstones hanging from the beams. Colorful rays of light dance in the room as sunlight shone through them. The wooden furniture in the rooms were exquisitely carved from wood which had streaks of neon purple coloring and a mild milky scent. The wood itself could be made into incense, but the incense that was currently being burnt in its golden holder in the corner of the room was made with fruits both sweet and sour. Silver embroidered cushions and rugs in shades of purple where placed everywhere for comfort. Fresh flowers presented themselves in elegant jade vases accenting the room. Lise kept a secretive glance on Algrim to see if his bride liked what he did.

[algrimthestrong]

If there was one thing bigger than the Accursed's complete disregard for the lives of his own subjects, it was his hunger for power. While the population of Svartalfheim toiled and hungered, their king had cast his eyes to the prosperous realm of Yelihaa, where death was but a whispered rumour among its immortal citizens. The fact that Yelihaa had managed to exist for millions of years in secret and had only recently been discovered was testament to the extraordinary advancement of its ruling elite, whose value Malekith had recognised immediately when one of its agents had had the misfortune of running into a group of elven scouts on Midgard. Yet instead of falling under elvish dominion, the foxes had resisted his attempts at conquest and the war had ended in a standstill between the two realms, with neither of them having gained the upper hand.

This was when the Accursed had turned to diplomacy and Algrim had entered the picture. The advisor had contributed no small part to the alliance between elves and foxes, but the reward for all his efforts came not in the form of honour and gratitude, but in humiliation. Algrim had been mortified when Malekith revealed that he was to assume the role of a politcal pawn, an asset to be traded off to the foxes in order to cement their alliance, reasoning that Algrim would serve him better from within the vulpine realm, a spy planted in the very heart of Yelihaa to steal its secrets right from under their noses. No amount of arguing had changed the king's mind. Algrim's complaints had fallen on deaf ears, and in the end he had had no choice but to bend to Malekith's will.

It was with a heavy heart that Algrim arrived in Yelihaa together with the king and an entourage of nobles and council members. If an alliance with Yelihaa would bring prosperity and peace to the long-suffering people of Svartalfheim, he would swallow his pride and make the sacrifice, even if it meant subjecting his body to uses nature had not intended.

Putting his hand in Malekith's, he let himself be led off the ship and towards the waiting delegation. Algrim was dressed in a robe of the finest silk that tightly hugged his torso and arms, but fell loosely over his hips down to his ankles, a crimson belt accentuating his narrow waist. White in colour, it was buttoned down his front, with a high collar that reached to just below his jaw, providing a pleasing contrast to his dark skin. His hair had been braided and adorned with diamonds that glittered like dewdrops amidst the silver strands. Behind them followed a long procession of servants bearing gifts – gold and silver, precious gemstones, enchanted weapons, magical artefacts, fine fabrics, and several fearsome beasts native to the elven realm. Algrim would have taken pride in the fact that the king thought him worthy of such a generous dowry, if only it had been so. No, the Accursed had opened his coffers only to butter up Algrim's future husband, the Crown Prince.

The Crown Prince was beautiful, at least, and Algrim was relieved to note that the eyes of his betrothed shone with kindness. The elf bowed his head respectfully before the fox and his mother. "Your Majesty. Your Highness. I am Algrim of Svartalfheim, and I am honoured to have been chosen to join your court."

[whitefoxed]

Standing besides his mother, Lise watched as the elven king and his bride-to-be exit their ship. While they never met face to face, the crown prince had participated in the negotiations in the court which projected the imagery of elves here and his mother the Queen across to their realm. Thus he recognize several faces in the foreign delegation, including his bride's. Truth be told, he and his mother was surprised by Malekith's choice. For all a contract bride represents - a hostage, a spy, a political pawn, a sacrifice should the alliance break - they did not expect the competent aide they witnessed in their meetings to be chosen.

The Queen discussed his fiance's purpose and standing extensively with him, wary of Algrim's capabilities. They did not have much information on Svartalfheim, aside from the ruthlessness of its current ruler. Though the truce and alliance was treated with suspicion, the foxes were relieved for they were not an aggressive race. The silver lining on top of all that was that they were quite certain the elves had just as little information on them as they did the elves. For now, trade paved the way for peace, with their abundant food supplies in exchange for elven minerals.

Lise tore his mind away from his memories when Algrim addressed them, and he openly and curiously studied how beautiful his bride looked compared to the austere advisor he'd seen before. "Welcome, Malekith and dark elves to Yelihaa. And welcome to our court, Algrim. From tomorrow onwards, you will be of our realm, so rise and rest easy today." His mother spoke, before he nodded in acknowledgement to the elven king and stepped forward to offer his hand to his bride.

As the youngest of the Queen's three children, Lise's mother had often chided him for not being stately enough. But he was still her favorite, after revoking the title of Crown Prince from his elder two brothers when she deemed them unfit. He had a playful and carefree air about him, even at such an important occasion. But he did try. With his fringe combed to a side, long straight hair falling neat behind his back, parted only by his ears, Lise specially dressed to receive his betrothed. He wore a light blue robe, shoulders lined with fur and embroidered with silver down his collar and chest and sleeves, with a darker colored matching sash and finished with a floral waist accessory. On his right ear was a single long tassel earring, with iridescent sapphire blue and silver threads cascading in an elegant line.

"Let me show you to your rooms." He said as he waited for Algrim to take his hand. "As you know, my name is Lise. You can call me by my name."

Away from them, his mother hosted the elven king and entourage, as vulpine nobles and servants stepped up to lead their guests into the palace.

[whitefoxed]

You Belong to Me

[algrimthestrong]

Resolving not to let their tender moment be ruined by the pair of eyes bearing witness to it, Algrim forced the presence of the king out of his mind, a task he was aided in by the enticing sight Vuhs presented after assuming the requested position. The fox was a vision on his knees, his lower half exposed to Algrim, who watched him with glittering eyes, taking in the pale skin bathed in silver moonlight and the luscious tails resting on one side as Vuhs bared himself to his lover.

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[whitefoxed]

Algrim's smile under the moonlight made Vuhs flush with intoxication. He could drown himself happily in those eyes, now not regretting choosing Algrim over the king, however lousy the idea was in the first place. Getting an idea of what might happen, Vuhs cooperated, spreading his knees further to lower himself so that Algrim would have him at a more comfortable height. Then he was reward by the damp heat coaxing his entrance.

Vuhs threw his head back with a moan as pleasure shot up his spine, ever more sensitive because it was Algrim, his love. His glutes tensed, then relaxed as he got used to the pleasure, easing up to the attention. A gasp left the fox when the elf's tongue dipped in, bringing heat to his sensitive inner walls. His hole twitched, getting even hotter in return, expecting something more. Pricking his ears backwards to listen to his lover, Vuhs whined with need, pushing his hips back insistingly.

While he understood Algrim was spoiling him, the impatient fox was used to rough sex and he had been played with all night, making him ache for release. He was also being spoilt, knowing his impatience would be forgiven. After all, Algrim was also delaying his own pleasure for him. It was fair.

Unlike Algrim, the king was the last thing on Vuhs' mind. He was too used to exhibition and voyeurism in his younger years, and while the memories of other directors affected him, his sinful side was brought back urgently with the dark elven parties and Malekith's attentions. It no longer affected his pride, as long as he could choose who he mated with.

[whitefoxed]

Algrim's smile under the moonlight made Vuhs flush with intoxication. He could drown himself happily in those eyes, now not regretting choosing Algrim over the king, however lousy the idea was in the first place. Getting an idea of what might happen, Vuhs cooperated, spreading his knees further to lower himself so that Algrim would have him at a more comfortable height. Then he was reward by the damp heat coaxing his entrance.

Vuhs threw his head back with a moan as pleasure shot up his spine, ever more sensitive because it was Algrim, his love. His glutes tensed, then relaxed as he got used to the pleasure, easing up to the attention. A gasp left the fox when the elf's tongue dipped in, bringing heat to his sensitive inner walls. His hole twitched, getting even hotter in return, expecting something more. Pricking his ears backwards to listen to his lover, Vuhs whined with need, pushing his hips back insistingly.

While he understood Algrim was spoiling him, the impatient fox was used to rough sex and he had been played with all night, making him ache for release. He was also being spoilt, knowing his impatience would be forgiven. After all, Algrim was also delaying his own pleasure for him. It was fair.

Unlike Algrim, the king was the last thing on Vuhs' mind. He was too used to exhibition and voyeurism in his younger years, and while the memories of other directors affected him, his sinful side was brought back urgently with the dark elven parties and Malekith's attentions. It no longer affected his pride, as long as he could choose who he mated with.

[whitefoxed]

Monochrome Alliance

Starter for @algrimthestrong

Yelihaa was a young and hidden realm, sprung forth from Midgard itself. Nine million years to date, civilization on Yelihaa was also as young as those of humans. And while its culture had remained stagnant in the most prosperous of East Asian human dynasties, its magic and technological knowledge transcended that of Midgard's. Such was that the realm grew to boost lands more vast than Earth's, rich in resources otherwise rare or unobtainable for humans. Even its ruling bloodline, was on par with what humans deemed as gods.

From mere shifters with magic able to change form from fox to human, to the appearance of an immortal bloodline granted duties for aiding humans by the laws of nature, Yelihaa was by all means considered an ally of Midgard. And despite the years and events that had passed, due to the strength of the ruling bloodline, history was so well preserved that their arcane knowledge was both most primal (from the most basic laws of nature) to the forefront of their research inspired by human technology.

It was precisely such knowledge that kept the vulpine realm hidden, while they preferred to send secret agents posing as Midgardians and humans to venture out into other worlds and realms to trade and learn. And it was through the capture of one such fox did Malekith learn of their existence and the ruling family's immortality.

With no other way than to barge in on the hidden realm because of its defenses, clashes ensued. Even the capture of their agent was an affront to the foxes. After a few attempts to infiltrate the realm, Yelihaa proved to be a most worthy adversary and Malekith settled for a truce. The captive fox was returned alive, and reparations were made for Svartalfheim's initiation of attack. Among the conditions for peace and trade, was a marriage contract. To prove the dark elves' sincerity for alliance.

Of course, their reigning Queen rejected Malekith as a candidate, insisting on another highborn elf for her heir, the crown prince. While neither side had won, Yelihaa was successful in defending its sovereignty and thus had the better say. So Malekith did agree, to send someone of sufficient importance as bride.

This day, the dark elves were expected to arrive. As the large elven ship soared through space and into their skies with their permission, the vulpine populace gathered near their space harbor to view the visiting delegation. Ancient ships seemingly designed of wood were parked away from the arrival dock. The Vulpine Queen and newly engaged Crown Prince were also present with their entourage to receive their guests.

The wedding was arranged a day later, with one day to rest after their guests' arrival.