7 Chapter 007

Alaina wasn't aware of the results of her actions, at least not until she spoke to Gunther later.

After leaving the room, she immediately ran down to the painting and practically leapt through it. It only took her a few minutes to rush off Gunther's room. She knocked twice, and was let in after some rustling on the other side of the door.

Tired, the young man fists at his eyes, and yawned as he greeted her. Excitedly, she told him what happened and watched him for the approval she expected.

She didn't get the pleased accolades she hoped for instead Gunther's face went from worn to shocked. It took him a few deep breathes before he smiled at the girl, and nodded his little head. "Okay, Alaina, thank you for letting me know." He offers, barely managing to squeak it out.

She smiled happily, nodded her head and left to go back to her room.

The next day, she met her great-grandfather on the way to the portrait. He wore a pair of thick robes, and looked very serious. She was confused, and watched him out of the corner of her eye, while they made their way to the realm.

Before they could enter, Trimagus stepped from the realm into the room just as they arrived. He glanced from the child-apprentice, to the girl and back again. "Did she tell you what's going on?"

Gunther nodded, glanced her way and smiled fondly, then looked back to Trimagus. "Yes, Master, she did. Thank you for giving me the chance to spend a little more time to get everything together before the Duel." He spoke reverently, and then turned to Alaina.

"I love you, child. I'm very proud of you, and always have been." Resting his hands on her shoulders, he stared into her eyes for a few moments. Then, he smiled and kissed her forehead.

She was confused, and then worried, as she looked from Gunther to Trimagus.

"What's happening? What's going on?" She asked, fingers clutching onto Gunther's robes.

"You stupid bitch." Trimagus spat. "You didn't bother reading the book I gave you, and now your ancestor is going to die because of your antics." His words were venomous.

"If you had bothered to read the book, you'd know that when there are two people with a similar resonance, of a power over the fourth tier, they cannot inhabit the same realm." He jerked his thumb over his shoulder, indicating the painting. "Why the fuck do you think he lives here, instead of in there? Because, he literally can't live there. The realm will want to resonate with him, or me, and be divided between two masters."

She gasped, covering her mouth with her hand, shaking her head as tears began trickling down her cheeks. "Nonono…" She clutched Gunther, and began sputtering an apology. "I never meant to… I didn't know.."

Gunther smiled again, and leaned forward to kiss her forehead. "I know, Alaina. It's okay. It's okay." He whispered, resting his forehead against hers. He ruffled her hair and turned to Trimagus. "Okay."

Alaina pushed between them, and stared up at Trimagus. "Wait. It's my fault, kill me instead." She demanded, spreading her arms out to protect the boy. "I'll do anything, just spare him." She added between sobs.

The mage looked between Alaina to Gunther, and back again. "He's already lost his right to his life, you know. He's my slave. For eternity, because of the last time he tried this bullshit." To Gunther. "And, you little fucker. You knew what would happen if this came up again. You had a chance to back off, and just say you didn't want to do this. Instead…" A hand motioned in exasperation. "This shit is going on."

Back to Alaina, his face getting closer. "So, what? You're gonna give yourself up for your ancestor? Because, that is literally the only way this is going to end without Gunther's resonance being ripped from him, and his body being cast into the realm to give it back to the Flame."

Alaina's eyes widened even more, and she paled, looking from Trimagus to Gunther. Gunther smiled and shook his head, gently nudging her aside. "No, Alaina, it's fine." He said again, and took a deep breath as he stepped past her. "Okay, Master. I'm ready. It's been a plea…"

"Okay." She whispered, looking up to Trimagus again. "Okay. I'll do it. I'll be your slave, just let Gunther live." She choked out, stumbling forwards to fall against him. "I'll do whatever you want, just don't kill him. He's everything I have." She reminded himself, as she told the mage.

"You only have one chance at this." The multi-hued haired man explained, crossing his arms over his chest. "Once I've marked you, you belong to me. You can't say no to me, about aaaannnnyyyytttthhhhiiinnnngggg…" Leaning closer, he brushed his lips against her earlobe. "Including performing the most erotic, embarrassing, humiliating and nasty things I can think of."

She closed her eyes tightly, tried to ignore the way her breath quickened just a little, and looked back up to him. "You won't hurt Gunther if I do this, right?" And, at his nod, she nodded as well. "Okay. Then, I'll serve you until I can no longer serve you, Master."

Trimagus glanced to Gunther, and motioned him away. "This is the punishment for both of you. I want you to think about this, and the next time something like this comes up, you're going to die. No more second chances, no more trading servitude for being forgiven." He violently jerked his chin, indicating for Gunther to leave.

"Yes, Master." The boy spoke softly, glanced between the pair and then turned to leave the room, closing the door behind him.

Tri looked back to Alaina, and considered her. "Strip." He demanded, motioning towards her.

Hesitantly, she began to move her hands, shakily unbuttoning her shirt before pulling it away. Her smooth shoulders were revealed, then the green color of her bra, barely able to contain the surprisingly well developed breasts. They didn't appear as big because of the way she wore her clothes, but Trimagus allowed himself to enjoy the sight of her pulling off the bra, and toss it aside.

Unconsciously, he whistled, reaching out to cup one of the soft tits, stroking the nipple with a thumb. She gave a gasp of pleasure, but reached up to slap his face and wrap her arm around her chest. He laughed at this, and looked back at her with a raised brow.

"I thought you agreed that you wouldn't say no…" He indicated her arms, and then shook his head. "That's not going to fly." He pulled her arm away, and reached out again to slowly and deliberately grasp the other breast. He massaged and squeezed it, staring into her eyes, ignoring the hint of apprehension in her eyes. "Keep going. I want to see everything."

She nodded, clenching her teeth together to keep them from chattering. Shirt and bra off, next her pants were loosened and then pushed down along with her panties, leaving her naked in front of the man she'd given herself to.

"Fuck, you're beautiful, sexy as hell." Reaching down to rest his hands on her hips, he turns her, allowing his eyes to take in the rest of her form, looking down at her ass as it appears. He cups it, pulling and squeezing the half-moons apart. "Mmhm."

She groaned again, getting aroused despite her expectations, feeling the rush of sensations one after another. Her breathing became ragged, as she leaned back to wrap one arm around his neck. "Mmm. Thank you." She groaned, letting her eyes close as she turned red from the embarrassment.

Pushing her forwards, he directed her towards the bed, easily tossing her the couple of feet distance to watch her bounce halfway across the surface to end up in a pile in the center. "Heh. Perfect shot." He told himself, as he opened his robes.

Stripping, he joined her on the bed, ignoring the way his skin radiated enough light that there was almost a romantic ambiance to the room. Crawling up to join her, he leans down to nudge her face back with his own. "I'm going to make you mine, Alaina. Body and soul." He growled.

She moaned, struggling with the sudden emotions, before giving up control. Wrapping her arms around his neck, she just nodded in acceptance and turned to face him. "Yes, Master." She moaned before pressing her lips against his.

Moving his hand along her side, he pulled her against him, as he laid down beside her. As his tongue invaded her mouth, teasingly seeking out any form of resistance, his hand began stealing along her clit. He alternated between grinding the finger against her clit and gliding his finger back and forth against it.

She moaned, and dropped her head back, grinding against the digit. "Oh god… Oh Master… Oh fuck… Oh Master… Oh Fuck…" She repeated over and over again, as she felt a tightening in her pussy that she hadn't felt before. It felt similar to when she touched herself, but much more intense.

"There you go, you little piece of ass. Are you about to come for me? Are you, my little whore..?" His voice was harsh in her ear, even as he pushed a pair of fingers inside her. She bucked her hips, eyes closed, nails digging into flesh as she screamed into his shoulder. "Oh Master…" She moaned into the flesh.

While she was blissfully unaware, he pushed her against the bed and maneuvered himself between her legs. Even as she bucked, he lined his cock up and pushed hard. She screamed again, and wrapped her legs around his waist.

"Oh, fuck. You're so tight…" He groaned, as he pushed her ankles up to his shoulders and spread her wider. A few moments later, he was pounding viciously into her pussy. She clawed at him, trying to gain a purchase to push back against him.

While, he wasn't exceptionally proud of his stamina, he was willing to force himself to change speeds to ensure he would last longer than twenty seconds.

He pulled her head back, to allow him to stare into her eyes. "I'm going to cum…" He warned her.

Her eyes widened, trying to say something. Instead, all she could do was groan. "Yes master…" She whimpered, and felt another orgasm approaching. And, when she felt him push himself deep inside her, and felt the warm rush inside her, she once more exploded inside before her eyes rolled and fell shut.

"Unn…" He said, eloquent as always, and fell onto the bed next to her. He watched her for a moment more, and fell asleep along with her, still inside her, half on and half-off her body.