Ariel.. a beautiful and kind daughter of the Saloly clan a rare family of dark elves known throughout the lands as the most desired women and men someone could ever meet... Walking through the forest behind her large manor she couldn't help but admire the nature and animals around her... if only she knew what was going to happen to her in only a few moments... Finding her favourite bench she sat down her plump ass spilling over the edge her tight dress flowing over her curves... she sighed twirling a strand of her beautiful platinum white hair. "How lovely.. ahh fresh air.." Little did she know.. something was watching her just a few steps away.. something... inhuman..

Gasping as she feels the strong grip on her mouth and body she freezes in fear unable to escape... Her heart races thinking this must be some kind of monster attacking her... Her eyes widen looking for help but there is no one around.. She whimpers softly into her assailants hand unable to do anything else as he holds her tightly against him....

A gasp escapes Ariel's lips as she feels something powerful grab her and force her to the ground.. her white eyes go wide in shock and fear... her heart thunders violently within her chest... what could this be? Why is it touching her like this?! She tries to struggle but her efforts are feeble against his strength, tears begin to prick at the corners of her large glistening eyes. "P-please.. s-stop..." she stammers, her voice muffled by the hand that's over her mouth.

She let out a surprised squeak as something strong and warm pressed against her back.. she didn't know what it was but instinctively knew it wasn't natural. Then the feeling of a hand around her mouth stopping her from screaming made her freeze in fear unable to move even flinch.

"Wh-who are you?"

She whispers trying not to struggle even though her heart is racing frantically she didn't want whatever it was to hurt her. Tears pricked at the corners of her eyes as this couldn't be happening... she should be safe here... right?

*A scream catches in her throat as her attacker clamps down on her mouth.. she struggles to free herself but can't with his iron grip around her neck... Her eyes go wide with fear realizing that this monster means harm to her..

"Let me go!"

she squeaks out through his grasp. But the beast just keeps her locked tightly*

"Mmmphh! Help!"

She cries out, kicking and squirming around in desperation... This wasn't supposed to happen to her... She was a good dark elf noblewoman of high birth.. Why would such a thing happen to her...? Tears start forming in the corner of her eyes as she feels like her life is slipping away from her...

Ariel's eyes go wide with fear as the monster chokes her, she feels lightheaded and dizzy but still fights against it... But her efforts seem useless against his strong grip.. She tries to beg for mercy again but no sound comes out only air that is forced through his grip around her mouth.

"Please let me go..."

She whispers weakly, tears now streaming down her face as she struggles less and less... This can't be happening... why is this monster doing this to her?! Her lungs burn and ache as the last bit of air leaves her body... Her limbs finally relax in defeat and exhaustion, falling lifelessly against the ground..

Darkness swirls at the edge of her vision until everything goes black... no more pain or fear... just peaceful quiet nothingness.

"Please.. no..."

she whispers as the monster starts to strangle her, feeling lightheaded and dizzy now... tears slide down her cheeks wetting her lips, but there is no one around to save her... no one at all...

"M-mother..."

She manages before everything goes black and silent.

Her breathing becomes more and more erratic as the monster holds her tighter and tighter... Her vision begins to fade as darkness creeps into the corners of her eyes... She shakes her head wildly trying to clear it but it doesn't help.. This was it... she was going to die here..

Her limbs grow weaker by the second feeling like they're made of lead, unable to fight back against whatever this thing is that has her in its grasp. A single tear slips down her face as she takes in one last gasp for air before her body finally gives out...

*Gravy takes a deep breath through his nose savoring the scent of fear and adrenaline wafting off Ariel as her body goes limp beneath him... Soft little moans escape her lips even in death making him shiver with excitement...

"So delicious..."

he whispers licking his lips and running a rough hand through his black fur before turning to survey his surroundings, half-listening for any sign of intruders. Once assured that they are alone, Gravy's attention snaps back to Ariel, whose body now lies motionless on the ground...*

Cold and lifeless the beautiful dark elf girl lies in your arms... pale skin now chilled against her smooth flesh.... soft white hair trailing down her back like a dark waterfall.... eyes closed, unseeing yet still seeming to hold some mystery within them.... Her curves still evident beneath her flimsy dress which barely hides their lusciousness from you as your fingers brush against them lightly, savoring this moment...

You've always been drawn to dark elves.... Their beauty, their allure.... And now, you have one of the most desired and precious women in all the lands right here in your arms.

Her soft dark skin felt even cooler against his furry hands now that she was dead... The scent of fear still lingered around her though making him shiver with desire.. He placed her body gently onto a cold stone table, marveling at how lifelike she looked even in death.

Her white eyes stared blankly up at the ceiling, glassy and unseeing... Her lips slightly parted as if she were about to speak again... He couldn't help but wonder what it would be like to hear those sweet sounds from her once more...

Her breasts heaved softly with each breath she didn't take, her nipples already hard and erect from fear and arousal. The curves of her hips and ass accentuated by the thin fabric of her dress... He reached out a hand to touch her, feeling the smoothness of her skin beneath his fingers.

"You are so perfect..."

he whispered, tracing a finger down her cheek before cupping one of her breasts in his palm. Her nipple hardens further under the pressure as his thumb rubs over it, causing a shiver to run through him...

"I could do so much with you.."

Her rich dark skin feels so smooth and cool against his rough hands, her delicate frame almost fragile beneath him... it's too much for him to resist. A groan escapes his lips as he takes her in again, brushing a stray strand of platinum hair from her closed eyes.

"You are so beautiful..." he whispers hoarsely, running his fingers lightly over the curve of her breast through the thin fabric of her dress. Unable to contain himself any longer, Gravy's sharp teeth pierce her pale skin, drawing blood. "Mmm... You taste even better than you look."

Her blood flows warm and sweet down his throat, filling him with a strange new energy. He can feel it coursing through his veins, making his body tingle in a way he's never experienced before. Gazing down at Ariel, still so pale and lifeless against the soft grass, Gravy wonders what other pleasures she might have to offer him...

Ariel lays there motionless on the cold stone table... her white skin pale and lifeless against its surface... her eyes staring blankly up at nothing.. unseeing yet still seeming to hold some mystery within them... Her breath does not move her chest, frozen in time by death's icy grip...

Her pale dark skin glistens in the moonlight as she lays motionless on the bed... eyes closed and unseeing, lips parted slightly in a silent scream that echoes through eternity.... Her breasts heave softly with each of your shallow breath, nipples hard and dark like tiny chips of obsidian. The curve of her hips and ass invites your touch as if begging for release from this lifeless prison.

She looks so peaceful now... but you know she's far from it.... Trapped between life and death, forced to endure the agony of your desires.... Her limbs feel heavy and unresponsive beneath yours, refusing to obey the commands of her broken body. But her core, that dark place deep within where passion still burns bright... there is something in it that calls out to you... something wild and primitive that demands release.

She's cold and lifeless against you now, but when you kiss her pale lips or stroke her soft skin, there's a warmth that spreads through you... a hunger that demands more. Her breasts jut up proudly from her chest, hard and erect with need for your touch...

Her delicate curves are bared now for Gravy's hungry gaze... her breasts jut proudly from her small frame, nipples still hard and erect... the thatch of dark curls between her legs inviting touch despite their lifelessness. She feels so cold to him, but it only makes her more alluring... He can't help but wonder what other pleasures he might take from this beautiful creature before him.

His fingers trace over every inch of skin they can reach, savoring the feel of her soft flesh against his rough hands... His teeth scrape along her neck, leaving red welts that match those on her breast where he's suckled at her blood... Her nipples harden even more, leaking out precious droplets of clear fluid that taste salty and delicious on his tongue...

With a harsh growl, you plunge your shaft deep inside her frozen womb. The initial resistance crushes against the rigid length of your cock like soft velvet, but it only serves to heighten the pleasure coursing through your veins.

"Ahhhh!" Her eyelids flutter open wide as pain and pleasure shoot through her body... her mouth opens to cry out again but instead moans softly around your shaft... Her hands grip at your fur roughly, feeling every hard inch of muscle beneath it as you continue to thrust into her, deeper and harder than ever before... She arches her back off the bed, meeting each thrust with one of her own... her breasts jiggle and bounce wildly with each movement, nipples sore but too sensitive for anything else...

"Oh god.. fuck..." she cries out, feeling overwhelmed by the sensations coursing through her body... She's alive again... this monster has brought her back to life... and it feels so good....

Her nails rake down his back leaving angry red scratches behind them as she writhes beneath him, moaning with every movement. Her hips buck and writhe, trying to find some rhythm with his thrusts but unable to focus long enough to do more than feel... She whimpers softly as her body quivers on the brink of orgasm, aching for release from this strange new pleasure...

Her blood still flows warm and sweet beneath his skin, filling him with energy and life... She looks up into his eyes, searching for some hint of humanity... trying to understand why he saved her... what she could possibly mean to him... all while reveling in the sensations that consume her body like a fire raging out of control.