Dragon Lord: Erotic MMO



Zell began walking towards the upper floors before Alizée grasped his hand and pulled on him, causing his body to lean toward her. "I've got you," she whispered in his ear as he looked down at her. He could see the worry in her eyes, but there was something else, too, something that made him want to take her away from this place immediately.

"Little dragon, your poor neck is all hurt..." Her fingers slid across his scarred neck, the teeth marks of Garnet still prominent as if they refused to heal.

"Ugh... don't poke it; the skin is bruised," Zell replied, his hand running through her soft blonde hair; thankfully, most of the guests were long gone and upstairs while he gave her this little bit of affection.

"You won't be able to join the meeting; what will you do? Go roam around or maybe go back and fuck that little white-haired midget? Fufu," Alizée smiled at him like a murderous tiger, her arms wrapping around his chest, placing her chin over his shoulder.

"If you do anything other than listen to what I say, big sister will punish you."

"I don't think that's going to happen," Zell said, glancing over his shoulder at her, her face full of mischief. She leaned against him, her tail curling around his leg, the tips tickling his skin. "Then try not to be a bad boy or fuck too many women."

"Tsk... I am not some rabid cock on legs..." He retorted, feeling her lips pressing against his cheek, the warmth and sweet scent of her breath brushing along his face.

"Mwah~ yeah, but you were looking at that slutty elf quite often. Is that your type? She's very open; try not to catch something from her, okay?"

After saying that, Alizée pulled away as Alice and her mother pushed past, the latter looking at Zell with a pleased look and nodding at him while Alice began to push her mother forward with a steaming red face.

'A cute girl. Well.... what should I do now?' Zell wondered to himself, now on the second floor and looking around the passageway, maybe he could find Chris, but that bastard abandoned him! 

"Shall I just wander around?" 

Since Alizée entered the doors, he no longer had to listen to her words and then noticed one of the forest elves walking around the corner, he knew he shouldn't follow, but something felt alluring. There was something that the woman had that he was missing, and no matter what happened, he needed to take it.

He couldn't resist her, and when she looked back at him, the corners of her mouth curled into a smile that made his heart skip a beat. Thus he began to walk quickly, following the forest elf, wondering why she smiled like that.

Zell followed the elf relatively briskly, travelling through various maze-like corridors, then small rooms where people sat together and chatted.

However, he continued onwards after the elf's rear before finding himself in a large garden, beautiful hedges with various colours of flowers that were fully blooming, the sweet scent of flora filling the area.

"What are you doing here?" A voice called out from behind him, causing Zell to spin around. The elf wore a white dress and a red ribbon tied around her hair, which was relatively short, barely reaching her shoulders.

"I thought you'd be up there," Zell replied, noting the red bow on the elf's chest, its cute bow amplifying the girl's bouncy chest to seem more alluring. Her skin was fair and smooth, though not as pale as Alizée, and her green eyes glistened with curiosity. "You're so pretty."

"N-nooo..." The elf squeaked, her cheeks turning bright red.

"But you look very young; how old are you?" Zell asked, smiling at her; this elf was shy compared to the others. He guessed she must have been one of those not born into nobility or royalty.

"Ah... you shouldn't ask a lady her age.... but since you are handsome and powerful... 293... Are you disappointed?" The elf's ears flopped down as she rubbed her foot against the stone tiles of the garden path, her soft lips rubbing together.

"No, I don't think so. You look no more than a 210-year-old woman to me." Zell shook his head, though he couldn't help but notice that she was rather plump for an elf.

Zell chose this number as he remembered being a regular guy and reading in the magazines of Astral online that an elf's age was usually divided by 10 to find her human age.

'But why is she so plump and sexy? Is it because of her diet? Perhaps she doesn't eat enough greens, or she likes to eat meat like humans.'

"Ah~ really? You think so.... hehe.... shall we sit?" The girl pointed to a small gazebo-style fixture with two small dark brown benches.

Zell nodded and walked over to the bench, noticing the elf's feet moving around as she placed her hands on her knees. She looked pretty nervous and flustered, which made him curious.

"Are you nervous?"

"A little, but I am used to it... ah... thank you for the compliment."

"You're welcome. Now tell me, what is your name?" Zell asked, sitting down across from her as she sat down herself.

"I'm called Lusia..." The elf smiled, then took a deep breath before continuing. "Why did you follow me?"

Zell leaned back onto the bench and shrugged, looking up at the sky as if thinking about it. "Well, I don't know why myself. Maybe I wanted to see something interesting or just thought you were cute and wanted to get to know you."

"Mmhmm~ I suppose you could say that," Lusia agreed, her eyes darting towards him as she continued to speak. "Is that all? You've never spoken to a forest elf before, have you?"

"No, I haven't. Tonight was my first time seeing one; learning your customs was a surprise."

"Then... would you like to see more?"

The question caught Zell off guard, but he wasn't sure how to answer. He had no idea what elves were like outside of this place. But when he looked at Lusia, she seemed very different from the others. Her green eyes were bright and curious, and her smile was gentle and inviting.

"Would you show me?" Zell asked, his voice barely above a whisper.

Lusia's ears perked up as she stared at him momentarily, then nodded, leaning forward. "Then I'll show you."

Unlike what he expected, her little finger began to shimmer with a green light; Zell felt like the entire area began to fill with 'voices'.

He wasn't sure why this was his intuitive thought, but then suddenly, like a beautiful melody, the branches and vines began to dance and flutter around Lusia as she stepped in front of Zell and began to perform a mystical dance. 

She became like the ethereal elves he saw in anime or games; her body rotated, the light dress saying and floating in the air, revealing her blonde patch of fur while flowers and roses began to wrap around her body. The pollen seemed to shimmer as her magical dance enthralled him.

It was like she was a divine priestess praying to the dragon god. It was like the gods themselves had sent a messenger to his ears.

His heart raced, his breathing growing faster as she began to hum and sing a gentle but mysterious song which captured his complete attention.

At that moment, Zell knew he wanted to be with her. He didn't care if he was just another human to her; he wanted to be with her.

His hands reached out and touched her skin, feeling the softness of her flesh under his fingertips. Yet her dance didn't stop; her body changed as if to adjust and move along with his touch and body, her eyes a shimmering green as she let out a shy gasp, her hips swaying side-to-side as she continued to sing.

'I know, I shouldn't do this... I know... but they have something I need!'

Zell embraced Lusia, his arms wrapping around her slim waist, kissing the elf on the cheek. She pressed her head against his chest and whispered something to him, but he couldn't hear it over the music from her voice and the insects and flora's background music.

He moved his hand down until he found her lower back, and then he began to caress her ass, feeling the smooth texture of her skin.

As he did so, Lusia broke away from their embrace and turned around, her cheeks blushing red as she looked at him. He could see the lust in her eyes, but there was also an expression of worry and fear.

"What is it?" Zell asked, his voice barely above a whisper. "Are you scared? Don't be afraid, little one."

Lusia nodded and leaned forward, her lips pressing against his own. She was so warm, her body inviting and sensual. Zell felt like he was about to explode into pieces, his cock stirring within his pants and growing harder by the second.

"Al' Kalek Sin Mura.... Faz!'

When she pulled away, he noticed her cheeks were bright red, and he wondered what she had said to him. But when he tried to ask her, she shook her head and kissed him again, his tongue meeting hers.

She tasted sweet, and the flowery scent of her perfume filled his nose. Her lips were soft and moist, and her tongue danced with his own, which caused Zell to groan softly as he began to kiss her back; somehow, her tongue felt inexperienced, worse than Tessa's first kiss, but he assumed it was due to nerves after seeing him fight.

A shiver ran through his body, making him shudder and shake, wanting more. Lusia pulled away from him after a few minutes, panting, her breath hot against his neck.

"That was my song," she murmured. "Do you not want to hear me sing more?"

Zell shook his head, not caring about anything else. His entire focus was on the elf before him. "I would always love to hear your beautiful song."

"Forest elves are lewd.... we need to be fully satisfied or go crazy... you know?" Lusia's little face was shocked, as she turned bright red before shaking her little fists in the air and spinning away from him; her back turned as she seemed to cover her face.

Zell just watched as the cute elf was now squatting down, holding her face and shaking her head, it was a strange image, but his heart was throbbing; there was something she had that he needed. 

His dragon blood was going crazy as it almost burst from his veins, while the cute elf's little butt was visible from her dress slipping up her hips, the fact she wore no socks or underwear was strange, but Zell remembered they were a lewd race, even this girl said so herself.

"Ah... I am sorry..." Lusia began to apologise, but Zell knew what she meant. He placed his hand on her shoulder and gave her a reassuring smile. "You have nothing to worry about. It's all right."

Lusia looked at him curiously, then leaned forward and kissed his cheek.

"Amula Ka' Nim... Fazla!" Once again, her beautiful words were spoken, a language he didn't understand, but the tone and range were like a melodic song as she took off the red ribbon around her chest, tying it into Zell's messy black hair which was down to his neck, now in a handsome ponytail, with two messy bangs down his cheeks, as Lusia looked at him with dreamy eyes.

Zell noticed under the ribbon a strange stone was infused into her chest; the colour was a pristine green, but he was not sure what that colour meant; he remembered the chieftain's chest had a dark yellow, with a slight black colour.

"This.... is special for a forest elf...." Her words were shaky and cute as Lusia took his hand and placed Zell's left hand, which was still in the form of a dragons gauntlet, on her chest, the black metal touching her gemstone before suddenly a massive suction began to envelop the pair, all the hedges, flowers and vines were blown away as Zell grasped the hips of Lusia to hold her against him with his other hand.

The world disappeared as he felt his body fill with blood and his stomach burned with lust and desire. His vision became blurry, and he could hear voices, many voices, all around him.

"H-hey! What's happening!?" Zell cried out, his voice shaking as the elf pressed her lips against his, kissing him passionately. It was like the music from earlier, but louder and more powerful, filling every nook and cranny of his mind. He couldn't think straight; his only thought was to be with the elf before him.

Lusia pulled away after a few minutes; her face flushed red with embarrassment as she whispered something to him. But Zell wasn't listening. The voices were becoming louder and louder, making his head spin.

'What is this?' Zell wondered, his heart beating faster than ever. 'Is it because I'm not human?' Yet no matter how much he tried to think about anything else, the voices grew stronger and louder until finally... they stopped.

All the voices fell silent, and Zell opened his eyes to find himself lying on the ground with the elf lying on his chest, her face filled with a thick layer of sweat, and she seemed to feel pain when breathing, her green gem now gone.

Instead, it was embedded into the dragon gauntlet of Zell's left hand as Lusia's eyes were fixated on him, different from before, as the sudden voices began to ring out from the maze's entrance.

"Princess... Princess Lusia... Where are you!?" 

"The Chieftain is calling... we need you to help with a certain task!"

Lusia placed her hands on both sides of his face affectionately as she quietly kissed him, slowly pressing their lips together as if to savour and remember every moment she tasted him before pulling away; her eyes shimmered, placing her finger on his lips. 

"Shhh... I will pray for the day we meet again, my Dragon Prince."

Her body stood from the ground before taking out a strange ribbon from between her breasts and tying it over her vacant gemstone, her atmosphere completely different; before she left the area, her head turned back as if not wishing to part. 

"Worry not, I am your Dragon Priestess, no man but you shall ever touch this body, or I shall perish in your crimson flames."

The moment she spoke, her body vanished; Zell sat on the ground, his mind still confused, but suddenly realised this cheeky girl was also aiming for him; now that gemstone was inside his gauntlet, the dragon's blood seemed to soothe, now flowing towards the gem as if a cat nudging and showing affection to the huge gemstone that replaced his previous one.

'Princess.... Chieftain....' 

"That girl was that woman's daughter!? Well, fuck me... I hope things aren't too complicated."

Zell then stood up and realised the need to meet the chieftain was gone, now his mind clear as the taste and softness of the little forest elf Lusia remained in his mouth and hands.

'Let's wait somewhere safe... I cannot be trusted not to get involved with women... It's like a curse...'

"Well... she was beautiful, and her ass was soft and plump... squishing in my fingers... and those cow tits... let's call it a pyrrhic victory."