Mageslayer Ch. 03

Author's note: Haven't seen the response to chapter 2 yet, but want to get these out as soon as I can, as always thanks a bunch for reading. Also, trigger warning for this chapter, no erotic description of rape occurs, but it does come up.

Lori was woken with a pain in her head and soreness on her side, her eyes snapped open and she took a few moments to get her bearings. She couldn't feel the softness of the bed she fell asleep on, and was low to the ground. With a groan the neko realized she had fallen out of the bed, and noticed Elz sitting in a chair facing Lori, humming to herself as she thread some grasses and flowers together, making a crown of them.

A low growl bubbled up in Lori's throat as she saw the dryad being decidedly unhelpful, raising herself from the ground with a grumbled curse in orcish. She couldn't speak the language properly, but knew some curses, which was half the battle for the guttural language. She knew she moved around quite a bit in her sleep, but assumed that wouldn't be a problem, turns out she was wrong. "Elz could at least help Lori up instead of sitting there doing nothing!" she spat at the dryad, frustration leaking into her voice as she rubbed her temple, ears flattening. The orange glow of the room toward her dawn had at least come.

"I was under the impression neko always landed on their feet? Here though, have some halsmare." The dryad replied with a small giggle, annoying Lori more. She spoke in arcano, her voice no longer ringing clear like a bell from the magical fae language, though her voice was still light and airy, with an undercurrent of whimsey in everything she said. She finished up her flower crown, her own fingers doing less work than the stems and grasses that her magic animated, placing it atop her head.

The dryad must have been busy overnight, creating a more fitting outfit for her current station, a simple, somewhat thin green dress that hugged her shoulders and came down to her knees. It matched the house's color, and was modest enough to not risk the dignity of Lord Eter or his staff. Lori knew it would have been made out of various grasses and similar flora, knitted together by the Dryad's dexterous hands and potent plant based magic. As she spoke, her aura briefly filled the room with the aroma of maple, and a small aqua colored leafy growth sprouted from one of her fingers, which she promptly plucked clean and handed to Lori.

The neko wasn't an alchemist, but was vaguely aware of the leafy blue herb was a pain cure used in healing salves and for any number of mild pains. It didn't heal, but it did numb, it also had to be imported by the magocracy, as it only grew in exceptionally arid climates, like the deserts of the orcish sultanate. Lori briefly considered using the dryad to make money if she was capable of conjuring expensive plants like this, but if that was discovered, it'd be enough to get House Erenvloth expunged, and she dismissed the idea.

The herb smelled strongly, not exactly unpleasant, but it still caused her to flinch as she popped it into her mouth, stinging her tongue like fresh mint, or Maddie's fluids. She chewed on the leaves, feeling a soothing chill begin to spread through her body, numbing the ache of her head and side. Hopefully a bruise didn't form, she planned to spend quality time with Eter today. She spoke with the plant still in her mouth. "Not when sleeping stupid dryad. At least plant make Lori not hurt. What time is now?" Her voice was slightly muffled by the herb, and it wasn't dignified, but wasn't like the dryad would care.

"It is five drops to true dawn." Lori quickly wracked her still waking up brain to remember what time that meant it was. The magocracy and fae unsurprisingly used different systems, the Fae's time was relative, changing to match the cycles of the lunar and solar periods that were so entwined with magic. The magocracy, and most mortal societies, used a standardized clock. The conversion escaped Lori and she sighed, it was early, but not early enough to go back to sleep. She once more groaned, the physical pain of her fall was now gone, but she still wished she had gotten more sleep.

Rebinding Elz had depleted most of Lori's magical reserves, digging into her physical energy so as to not kill her by rending her of her aura; she still hadn't recovered. While her aura wasn't fully drained, her body felt heavy, and the thought of exerting any more serious use of magic made her queasy. She'd need food, rest, and time to fully recover. As much as she wanted to curl back up in bed, she knew she couldn't, her exploits yesterday meant she couldn't be properly introduced to the estate, and she'd be busy as a result.

This was proven true when she smelled Lord Eter's aura nearing her room. Shit, she was still groggy and would have liked to be dressed properly, but it seemed she didn't have that choice. Her ears twitched, flattening against her head for a moment as the door to her room swung open, revealing a visibly displeased Lord Eter, his aura crackling with frustration, occasionally flaring up with regret and embarrassment. Lori felt almost like a kitten, almost letting her lip tremble as she looked up at her master, Elz glancing up with slightly distanced curiosity. "Lori... Can you explain why you disappeared for half a day and missed the dinner meant to introduce you?" His voice was slightly steely, but he didn't raise it, not allowing his temper to overwhelm him.

Lori hesitated a few moments before speaking, swallowing the bubbling sense of guilt and unease at seeing her bondmate displeased with her. She glanced away for a moment, looking at nothing in particular, before once more meeting her master's glare."Lori was... uh... She had to make Elz whole again, and needed to find some things... Plus Eter was busy, and she didn't want to bother him." the neko gestured to the dryad, who Eter only now noticed. She kept her voice from trembling, but still hesitated. She didn't want to further upset him.

The lord observed the sylvan figure with a dour gaze before turning his attention back to Lori. Elz met his gaze with a polite smile, but remained silent like Lori had instructed her, a stray comment taken the wrong, or right, way by a human could cause more than a bit of trouble. "Made her whole? Where in the Seven Hells did you find this girl? And why couldn't you wait until today, or at least tell me?" He replied while taking another step forwards, causing Lori to flinch as his scent violated her nostrils.

"Elz is not human. She is dryad, Lori needed full moon to make her physical. Removed curse on his land. She wanted to make her master happy." She spoke quickly, unable to meet the steady gaze of Lord Eter. She had been scolded by Leric plenty of times, screamed at and punished, but this was different. When they had first made love, Lori bonded with Eter, just as Elz bonded with the iron oak. He was part of her identity, and a part of her agreed with everything he said. A part of her was furious with herself, and she couldn't help but feel guilty as a result. Her ears folded against her head, tail coiling down one of her legs as her face fell.

Lori was sure of everything she has ever done, she had never felt guilty for her own actions, and rarely second guessed herself. None of those druids in her dreams told her about this part of bonding with someone. Instinctually she wanted to flee potential punishment, escape the putrid scent of his now incredibly close aura, but that part of her mind now bonded with Eter kept her rooted. She deserved this, she had embarrassed him, and more importantly, scared him. She whimpered as the emotions of his aura crashed into her, and she felt his concern, frustration, doubt, and worry. His face softened.

"I don't know about any of that, Lori. You embarrassed me in front of my own staff, and I couldn't sleep until Gabriel told me of your return. You will not do something like this again." He spoke in a softer, but still firm voice. Lori mustered the ability to look up as his anger shifted to fear and concern. The impression of a night full of stress, doubt, and worry hit her all at once. She was immobilized, overwhelmed by the guilt she suddenly felt. The flood of emotions felt like her aura was being torn apart, her eyes watered as she felt like everything she had ever wanted was taken from her. Soon her breathing quickened, and she almost stopped observing her surroundings.

Elz at this point refused to bite her tongue. "Hug her." she spoke, directing Lord Eter as he turned to face her, visibly concerned as Lori was completely unlike how he had ever seen her.

His hesitation only annoyed the fae, and she repeated herself. "You care about her don't you? Happy she's alright? She's being tortured right now, hug her." her voice carried more authority than it should have, considering she was talking to a noble lord while supposedly only a servant, but the lord did as she told him, taking another step towards Lori before wrapping her in a slightly awkward embrace.

This snapped Lori out of the abyss she had been putting herself in, and she felt a surge of relief go through her as she, more quickly than she probably should have, returned the hug. Her mood lightened, and the oppressive weight she felt on her heart was lifted. Her visible improvement only brought Lord Eter to hug her more tightly. "Lori is sorry..... She.... Lori is really sorry." the neko spoke softly. She was still somewhat confused, overwhelmed by the feelings she had felt, the things she experienced in those few moments. As she leaned her head against Eter's chest she couldn't help but purr, unwrapping her tail and allowing it to sway softly behind her.

"The bond you two share confers empathy. She felt your anger towards her, however...." the dryad explained to the still concerned and confused lord, who continued to clutch onto his mistress, but she trailed off, deep in thought. Lori could faintly make out the scents of the auras of the fae and mage, but they were dulled, and she felt dizzy. Her mind was still reeling from the emotional assault, and she only barely stopped herself from trembling.

"I did that to her? Ho-How can I stop it from happening again?" The lord spoke without rank or polite practice, stumbling on his words. He cared for the catgirl he had taken, to what extent he was unsure, and he couldn't place the exact reason, but he knew he did. This talk of bonds was new to him, but he didn't question the dryad, heeding her advice to hug Lori had helped, she knew the most of this situation.

"Protect yourself and your estate. While the bond between you and Lori may be strong, to have this effect on her, it would need meddling." She spoke softly, gesturing to the trembling neko, who was only a shadow of her former self at the moment. Her aura was crippled more so than previously, and even her magical senses were wasted, leaving the auras she was so used to invisible and scentless to her.

She was not mindless though, and she still could feel as what was left of her own magic surged as her anger did, a growl replacing the gentle purr in her throat. "Someone messed with Lori's mind. Lori will make them pay." Despite the fact that she should have remained angry, the growl died down, as did her magic within only a few short moments. She felt weak.

"Lori's mental defenses are strong, but with her aura depleted as it is, they are crippled. Lend her your own strength so she may repair them." The dryad further instructed the lord, standing up gracefully and beginning to walk towards the doorway to make her exit, drawing an annoyed sigh of confusion from Eter.

"Gods help me. Tell me how I can help her before I banish you from my estate." The dryad had begun to annoy him. Her lack of respect, her seeming distance and lack of care about the situation. He was not fond of the fae to begin with, but seeing her about to leave him pushed him to more genuine frustration.

"I do not respect your human given rank or titles Eter. I do not understand why a good Neko would bond with a human, let alone a druid slayer, but I am oathsworn to serve Lori, and she demands I show some degree of respect to you. If not for her I would still be cursing your lands. Do not be mistaken, while from the outside it may seem I serve you, I only serve Lori. I am giving you privacy. Lori is a creature of passion, so show her passion." The dryad spoke in her typical calm voice, Lori couldn't get herself to be annoyed at the dryad for disrespecting Lord Eter, and the dryad did not give the noble a chance to reply, stepping outside the room.

Lord Eter of course was furious, but he resisted the urge to pursue the dryad, and instead once more focused on the girl in his arms. Lori was only half aware of everything, her vision was fuzzy, the only thing keeping her aware of herself at all was the embrace of her master. She was dirty, bits of dried dirt clung to her skin from her run in the woods yesterday, and her hair was slightly matted. She still felt a somewhat large hand gently grip her chin though, raising her head to face Eter. She still felt the tender yet scorching heat of his lips meeting hers.

The cloudy thoughts in her mind were replaced with clear focus as she raised a hand, grabbing a fistful of his hair and rising to the tips of her toes. She melted into him, her ears slowly unflattening properly as she pushed her tongue past their connected lips. He returned the gesture, still holding her chin, wrapping his other arm around her waist, pulling her into him. Her eyes glinted with mischief as she felt his growing hardness. Their tongues danced together, Lori noticed the faint taste of blood, her rough feline tongue massaging his own human one.

If the lord did feel pain from the intense kiss, he didn't show it, closing his eyes as the fiery passion of the embrace rose in his chest, lust beginning to take hold, an emotion quick to drown out the other unnatural feelings with Lori's head. What mattered in the moment wasn't any anxiety or fear. Her weakness or faults didn't matter. What mattered was their lips, their bodies, their passion. Once more Lori's concept of time escaped her. The kiss may have lasted moments, minutes, days, years, Lori couldn't tell. All she knew was that the two of them were together for the moment, and that she was going to have fun.

Eventually Lori drew her head back, her breath quickened and heavy, Lord Eter panting slightly himself. She still held him close, and he did the same to her, on the upside of her being mentally and spiritually crippled, she could be this close to him without retching up a hairball. "Lori is really sorry she upset him so much.... But maybe Lori can make up for it?" she offered with a grin, not hiding her own lust as it didn't take long for Eter to catch on, accepting the invitation by beginning to strip her to the best of his ability. Lori replied in kind, resisting the urge to use her claws to get him out of his clothing faster, she still worked swiftly, being swept up in a second kiss as he stepped forwards, causing the two to stumble, entangled as they were, to the bed.

Soon their garments were discarded, Lori and Eter bare to each other, discounting Lori's collar at least. Laying on their sides as their lips parted a second time, a shared strand of saliva connecting them for a few moments as no sound beyond their shared breaths could be heard. Lori wasted little time though before moving one of her hands to grasp the base of his now notable erection, gently twisting as she slowly slid her hand up the shaft, savoring the warmth in her hand and drawing a small groan from Eter. "I may be able to find it within myself to forgive you." he teased her, running a hand along her back, savoring the softness of her skin and invisible fur before gently squeezing her rear, Lori cooing at the grope.

She then let out a small gasp as she felt a rough, but dexterous finger run along her moistened slit, barely parting her lower lips and causing her sex to twitch in anticipation. She mewled in approval, slightly increasing the pace of her pumping as she raised one of her legs and wrapped it around him, pressing her heel flat against the bed on the other side of his body. Her tail rose from its place on the mattress, gently swaying behind her, tip pointing slightly upwards. "Lori thanks Master.... Lori wants Master..." she spoke softly, the warmth rising throughout her body growing almost uncomfortable.

Eter replied first by sliding his ring finger inside of her, feeling as her interior practically clung onto it, squeezing with a desperate effort only found in a lustful neko. Lori gasped in pleasure as she felt it enter her, and moaned out when her master added a second finger. She gripped his prick harder, not quite enough to hurt, but hard enough that he grunted at the sensation, Lori speeding up her hand as she jacked him. "I'll give you what you desire then." he added with a kiss to her neck. The patches of dry dirt on her skin, the scars that blemished both of their forms, they were forgotten as the two entirely dedicated themselves to the pleasure of the other.

Lori curled her toes as the heat within her became blistering as he began to pump the fingers in and out of her, pushing against her canal's walls, and she felt Eter's erection twitch in her hand. A few moments later, they both knew each other were ready, Lori's juices ran down her still lowered thigh as Eter pulled his hand away to instead grip her thigh almost perpendicular to the bed, lining himself up before pushing his hips forward. Lori practically squirmed as she released her grip on his member, instead placing it above her entrance, to play with her own clit. He was slow, deliberately so, and she felt like she was burning as he teased her, slowly prodding her while not quite penetrating for what felt like an eternity, until Lori couldn't help but to speak up. "Please, fill Lori with it. It will feel so good for Master and Lori."

"Patience my troublesome neko. You are the one apologizing to me, remember." He spoke with a tone authoritative while seductive. Lori could only muster a mewl of protest as she was teased, Lord Eter now showing his side of authority, the side of a warrior, his side of domination. This time he wasn't caught off guard, this time he wouldn't so easily relinquish control. Eventually though, he gave into his own urges, and drew a delighted moan of absolute bliss from Lori as in one motion he thrust deeply, meeting little resistance despite her tightness. He moaned in turn, savoring the delightful sensation of her snatch squeezing and practically squirming around him. She twisted her body, forcing him to stir up her insides and forcing another mutual moan from the two of them.

Lori let her index and ring finger form a triangle, putting light pressure around her hood before bringing her middle finger down to rub against the sensitive nub directly for a brief moment, causing a flash of pleasure borderline painful, causing her entire body to twitch as her breath further quickened. Snugly filled as she was, Lori continued to let her body writhe and twist, enhancing the pleasure for both of them. "Ye...Yes.... Lori thanks Master..... Lori feels good."

At this point the noble began to move, shallow thrusts at first, staying entirely deep within her, before slowly pulling his hips further back each time, building a steady rhythm that left Lori cooing once more, still squirming around his member as the occasional sharp moan pierced the wet sounds that otherwise filled the room. Lori was well aware that odds are they could be heard by someone, but she didn't care, she felt great, and she felt close with her bondmate. She was feeling herself near a peak as she continued using her hand to multiply the sensations she felt, when she felt herself being rolled onto her back, the change in position letting her lover reach deeper into her and drawing a cry of ecstasy from her.