Elvor pulls a beautiful sword from behind his back and hands it to me. It’s clearly old, and the craftsmanship is impeccable. The blade is clean and sharp, and the hilt is ornate with gold roses.
“You weren’t kidding about a courting gift, huh?”
“I’m a man of my word,” he states. I smile, loving that I get to hear his deep voice. “Can we go?” he asks, looking around. I wonder if he’s nervous about others hearing his deep voice.
I grab his large hand and hold the sword in the other as I lead him through the hallways. Once we get to the wing with our private rooms, I realize that Elvor cannot pass the boundary.
“What the fuck?”
Taking a gamble, I use the sword to prick my finger. Elvor’s eyes widen, and his face nearly goes green. But when the blade doesn’t kill me, and I can drop a few drops of blood on his hand, he finally breathes.
With my blood on him, he can pass the threshold, and we continue to my private quarters.
As soon as I shut my door, Elvor descends on me, his large hands grabbing my palm and inspecting the wound that has already disappeared.
“That sword can kill a demon,” he states, awed by me.
“Oh yeah, those don’t work on me.”
His eyebrows furrow, but he doesn’t ask me any further questions. I put Dance Mums on as background noise, and we both sit on my bed.
“So, you don’t like to talk much?” I question him.
“I was taught to be seen but not heard. It is something I can work on for you if you wish.”
I squeeze his hand, and something hopeful simmers inside of me. “I want you to be comfortable. If you don’t enjoy talking in front of other people, that’s okay. But I think when we’re alone, I’d love to hear you talk. I want to get to know you better.”
The giant man blushes, and it does something to me. How can he be so massive and scary but also the cutest human on the planet?
“I’ll try. This is new to me.”
“It’s new for me too. I’ve never had a boyfriend before,” I tell Elvor.
“Me either,” he replies.
I tilt my head at him and smile. “Would you like one?”
He shrugs his shoulders, and with my newfound freedom in mind, I hop off the bed and head to my closet. “How do you feel about going out tonight, having a little fun?”
“Where you go, I follow,” he declares.
“You know, Elvor, you’re the perfect man for me,” I say, stepping between his legs where he sits on my bed. I let myself explore his face, touching his cheeks and chin before gliding my hands down to his shoulders. “Who are you most loyal to?” I ask him.
Without hesitation, and with this only being our second meeting, he answers with complete sincerity. “You.”
I grin and cup his face as I reward him with a kiss. For a man so large and imposing, you would think he couldn’t do soft touches, but he surprises me. His hands land softly on my hips, and he holds me closer. We had only shared that one soft kiss after Toth ruined our fun before. This one is more exploratory.
I think I could spend all day kissing Elvor, but right now, there’s a lot of Hell to explore and fun to be had.
He groans in displeasure as I break the kiss.
“Is there a good club in Hell?” I ask.
“Yes,” he responds simply. I go to my closet and grab three dress choices. I hold them by the hanger as I come back to my room and stand in front of Elvor.
“Which one?” I ask him, not having any clue what the dress code is at places like this.
“Purple,” he answers, and I grin. I shed all my clothes right in front of him. He takes in my body, spending most of the time looking at my tits. I suppose he didn’t get much of a preview during our last escapade.He deserves a reward.Before putting the dress on, I stand before him naked.
