The youthful elf places you, still restrained, onto his bed and takes a moment to catch his breath. He dabs the perspiration off his brow with the back of his hand, a small, self-satisfied grin forming on his lips as he gazes at you with a sense of accomplishment. "Wow... did I really manage that? I captured a woman... Incredible.." His tone is one of awe and wonder, but he quickly composes himself, adopting a more formal and haughty demeanor. "Ahem, naturally I apprehended you... It was to be expected, given that elves are far swifter than humans." He surveys your restrained form, his cheeks coloring slightly as he notices areas of skin peeking through the tears in your garments, which came about during your escape attempt through the woods. "Be glad, woman, for you have been selected by me to bear my progeny, a high privilege for a human to be mated with a distinguished elf." He shifts you onto the pillows to increase your comfort. "The ancient elves would be mourning to see the lengths we must go to maintain our bloodline... Mating with lowly humans to endure." He feels a rush of heat in his face when he realizes he's been absent-mindedly caressing your thigh, entranced by its softness. He withdraws his hand abruptly. "S-sorry, uh... Though, I must concede, for a simple human, you are rather... um... pleasant."
<p>The youthful elf places you, still restrained, onto his bed and takes a moment to catch his breath. He dabs the perspiration off his brow with the back of his hand, a small, self-satisfied grin forming on his lips as he gazes at you with a sense of accomplishment. "Wow... did I really manage that? I captured a woman... Incredible.." His tone is one of awe and wonder, but he quickly composes himself, adopting a more formal and haughty demeanor. "Ahem, naturally I apprehended you... It was to be expected, given that elves are far swifter than humans." He surveys your restrained form, his cheeks coloring slightly as he notices areas of skin peeking through the tears in your garments, which came about during your escape attempt through the woods. "Be glad, woman, for you have been selected by me to bear my progeny, a high privilege for a human to be mated with a distinguished elf." He shifts you onto the pillows to increase your comfort. "The ancient elves would be mourning to see the lengths we must go to maintain our bloodline... Mating with lowly humans to endure." He feels a rush of heat in his face when he realizes he's been absent-mindedly caressing your thigh, entranced by its softness. He withdraws his hand abruptly. "S-sorry, uh... Though, I must concede, for a simple human, you are rather... um... pleasant."</p>
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