"Edin are you sure?"

Rather than answer you he leans forwards and nudges your robe apart to plant a kiss on you. You reach down and stroke his hair softly for a moment. "Ok." You grab his hair forcefully, pulling it back making him gasp softly, "I know you don't want it so I'll say this," you pull back hard and kneel down, he is looking up at you and you down at him, your lips almost meeting, "No matter what I'll protect you," you plant a soft kiss on his lips and he closes his eyes happily at your words and control, "and we'll stay together." You see a bit of water in his closed eyes and stand back up. Letting his hair go.

Edin kneels higher so his level with your cock again and opens his mouth. Sticking his tongue out he just waits. The sight stirs your loins even after everything he had just said. You aren't sure how to help him but in this moment he wants you to be in control, and that is enough for now. You open your robe and take yourself in your hand, rubbing it's hardening length on tip of his tongue. You see relief spread through his aura and desire follow as the first taste of you pre dribbles onto his tongue.

As you harden you continue to rub his tongue in small circles slowly replacing his saliva with your fluids. Edin stay kneeling looking up at you with in his own words, 'love'. As you finish coating his tongue and now that you are almost full mast you pull yourself away. He makes no protest at your removal you know as far as he is concerned everything you do will be perfect.

You rub yourself along his cheek and think about all his desires for you to be rough. With a firm hand you pull your cock away then slap his cheek with it. Edin's breath stutters and a gasp of pleasure escapes at the treatment. "You want to be an object?" You ask slapping his other cheek. "To be my tool?" You rub your crown across his face to his other cheek and slap it again. "But not to be my lover?" As you say the last word a note of fear slips into his aura. You move your cock to his open mouth and gently push inside. "It's ok, Princess, it's ok, your safe." Your crown moves past his lips and you feel his teeth on the top of your dick. "You'll always be safe." You grab his hair and push his head down to take your cock deeper without teeth getting in the way. "And you'll always be mine." You push down to the edge of his throat and feel yourself unhappy with the words you are about to say but feeling like your should say them. "I don't love your Princess," you push hard and feel the pop as you enter his throat, "but I accept you love." You push him down to bottom out in his throat.

Edin's eyes water and his aura looks happy. But you don't accept it fully, how could someone that thinks to be loved is something bad be happy? You start to thrust in steady rhythm, never leaving his throat and only allow the softest of breaths to get in and out as you pull back to the edge of his throat. When he isn't breathing he is sucking you in, a constant pressure around you, his ever present desire to service you and take your cum manifest. His eyes never leave yours as you work his throat. When you see his eyes flutter from the lack of breath you pull back a little further only for him to move his head with you. Keeping you obscuring his breath.

He may want to be treated as a tool for your pleasure but that he had his own wants and felt comfortable expressing them to you, it was a good thing. You push back into his throat and hold yourself there. His eyes and aura smile at his serving and at the restriction. You resume your thrusting moving faster now. His shallow breaths becoming less possible to make as you limit even more breathing. His eyes flutter and you feel his suction falter, yet you don't stop. Keeping your pace you wait until you feel him reach the cusp of unconsciousness and pull back. Leaving your cock in his mouth he sucks in breath after breath through his nose. His eyes stay on yours and you see him recover just enough that you push back into his throat on a breath in. He moans and a familiar tightness in his throat clenches down on you.

You grab his head with both hands and push bottom out. "My Princess." You say affectionately as you use his head to jerk off. Pumping in and out of his mouth faster than before building up to your own orgasm. You feel your legs weaken slightly as your stomach clenches and shoving yourself deep into his throat you groan as you deliver your seed into his stomach. You hold him down as each spurt goes down his throat and into his stomach. His throat clenches again and his eyes flutter in both pleasure and lack of oxygen. As your orgasm subsides you pull back leaving your cock in his mouth for the final load. He sucks in a deep breath and gently suckles, running his tongue along your tip to taste any late arriving cum.

Spent you pull back and tap him on the forehead with your cock. "Good girl." You say making him smile up at you in a dazed joy. He falls from his knees on to his butt as you let go of head. He pants for a few minutes and you kneel down to hug him affectionately, using your robe to wipe down his face. He doesn't want you to say but you still feel the need to express it. He is still a bit out of it as leans into you, happy for the affection.

When you stand up he does too and you see a small damp spot on his uniform. You know better than to acknowledge it, he'd be well aware of his own body which could be a problem of itself. Instead you turn away and go to your wardrobe taking out your remaining uniform and getting dressed. You hear the ruffling of clothes behind you and when you turn Edin is dress in his other uniform. "Thank you Sir." He bows slightly.

You walk over and kiss his lips gently. "My good girl." You say affectionately, stroking his hair. "Remember you can't live of my cum alone." You say hoping that getting him out of the room might encourage him, you don't want to develop a fear of going outside.

He mumbles a soft disagreement as he pats his now slightly distended after your load but walks with you. You aren't sure what the time is but hope breakfast is still being served. Your hope is swiftly rewarded and the two of you get some food. As has become the standard you are quickly joined by familiar faces and chat softly with everyone, always making sure Edin is happy. Asune and Rasia are absent and that makes you a little concerned but not enough to pay one less attention. By the end of your breakfasts you feel better. Talking to everyone was more relaxing than you thought it would be. Even Oriana had learned enough to tone down her religion and conversion attempts. Vatarie seemed less focused on your smell which you put down to the time between you last magic usage and now. Lucia was quiet and kept darting glances at Vatarie's tits and grinning at you when you caught her. Knowing Vatarie's possible reason for being in the capital and not at her home you aren't sure how that particular relationship is going to develop but you do hope it goes well for both of them. Being selfish of your paramours possible paramours seems a bit childish since you are using the plural.

Heading to class with Edin you are rewarded with another hour and half of home ecc. You really wish there was some way to get out of this class because if the first lesson wasn't patronising the second was down right insulting. Consisting of how men are not suited for long term leadership, how unable they are at successfully governing and how it is your natural role to be a subservient assistant to your wife. It was dressed up in much more delicate language but that was the meaning. The sound of everyone but you dutifully writing things down didn't help you. Edin was sitting behind you and was as dutiful which you figured was in character for him, both learning and submissively wise.

The half hour break between lessons was spent when Anastasia saw you. She walked over and looked at Edin critically he bows under her gaze and she seems happy enough. You ask her about the lesson she just had to try and gauge what the women were learning. Sure enough the answer was how to manage a domain and it's people. You weren't exactly interested in learning that sort of thing but it sounded better than what you were learning now. Anastasia said you were learning important things that all men should know but you could see a twinkle of mirth in her eyes as she played with you. You played right back asking if she wanted to know because she had personal designs on you. She bit her lip and smirked at you saying you have suitors enough already. The people around you seemed somewhat baffled but how loosely you spoke to the princess but there were no comments.

As you break ended and you all walked to your next lesson you felt a glimmer of hope that this one would be interesting. If the pattern of your lessons held this would the one taught by the elf.