Diamond

Atrina found herself laughing as Riin made his best effort to climb over the wall. 

"Come on, Evensin, you can do it!" She teased him. Poor guy, he let fear rule too much. If he just let go-

The thought had barely entered her mind when Riin fell onto the other side with an audible "oof".

"You ok?" She called out, catching the sincere tone of her voice and quickly dismissing  it. 

She could hear his audible rambling as he began to curse everything in existence. Finally, with an exasperated huff he answered, "Yea! Coast is clear. . . are you sure this is safe- That's not fair." A note of jealousy laced the last bit as Atrina made little work of the wall and landed soundlessly in front of him. 

Her smug grin seemed to only further frustrate Riin. Frustration is a good look for him, she thought. 

"Of course it's 'safe'. Now why don't you stick close to me. I promise there won't be anymore climbing." 

More cursing under his breath. . . Riin must really be nervous, she thought with great satisfaction. 

"What was that Riin?" She called behind her. 

"Nothing! So, what are we . . . doing here again?" A bit of concern betrayed the confidence he attempted to exhibit. He was trying to hard to act nonchalant in front of her, and he was failing so miserably. It was too cute!

She stepped up to the back door and willed it open. The staff inside all turned their attention to the both of them and an air of questions were exchanged amongst them. Security was quickly called, their guns trained on them as they shouted out warnings. Atrina's smile only grew as her eyes fell upon her prize.

"Darling, we're here for my diamond, of course." 

Cursed

"Fuck you." The growl resounded from the shadows but she stood her ground, her hands poised in front of her ready to cast an offensive spell.

"You will not do as I say." There was not a hint of question behind the voice, it was a statement and it was true. 

"I do what I want, Sarai" 

He emerged then in all his damned glory. The shroud of shadows seeming to cling to his clothing as if relinquishing their hold would cause them to disappear. The dark warlock grinned at her, knowing all too well she was no match for him. He was thousands of years her elder, his magic well under his command while she still relied heavily on her words to draw out her powers. 

"Then you give me no choice but to take it from you." 

The startled gasp that escaped her was short lived as she felt an overwhelming power begining to consume her. She knew this magic, it was dark and dangerous for the very sense that it attacked the mind. Only a trained witch or warlock could defend against such an attack but she was neither. Only being 17 years of age, Atrina found herself helpless against the bastard. 

"On. Your. Knees."

Without resistance she obeyed. Her body betraying her with every movement it made to comply to his command.
He smiled smugly as he walked up to her, doing as small circle around her as if examining a prized dog.
"Now, relinquish your powers to me."
"Screw. You." She gritted her teeth at the sudden pang of pain that followed any disobedience.
"Oh? Well, since you insist."
"No!" It was such a horrified shriek that escaped young Atrina that she was sure it wasn't hers. She feared nothing! She shouldn't! She was a valkyrie!
But even as the thoughts played and replayed as if trying to convince herself she could not help feel that bitter taste of the out right fear that began to consume her.
He descended upon her then. Whenever she recoiled away from his touch he would punish her with a torturous array of spells, each designed to cause the most pain and the smallest damage. He lifted the hems of her shirt, chuckling softly as she cried out her outrage.
Gods. . .no. . no!
Something awakened within the young valkyrie then, a power emerging as if patiently waiting for the right moment and within a moments breath the warlock was launched back. A protective aura surrounded her as her eyes began to glow an ominous purple, completely consuming her pupils until there was nothing but the bright light of power.
Her lips moved of their own accord and it was as if she were possessed. Sarai crippled to the ground, the ancient of their race being consumed by the power of one so young shocked him to the core.
He had to have this power, he knew it then and with that he mustered up every ounce of his strength to cast the last spell he could.
Her anguished screams echoed off the empty halls of the dark castle as the her power burst into waves. She crumpled to the ground struggling desperately to catch her breath.
He loomed over her, a sneer lining his face as he kicked at her side.
"You are mine to command now. Congratulations, you shall be my new pet."
She moaned as the pain ebbed slowly allowing her some sense of orientation.
"I. .. belong to. . .no one." Her voice was hardly heard through the loud cackled that came from Sarai.
He bent low enough so that his mouth closed in close to her ear. Her body cringed as she felt the heat of his breath against her neck.
"You belong to me." 

The morning after

Atrina woke up to the cutest sight she had ever seen. Little Riin was still out cold, his arms were wrapped tightly around her waist and his face was buried between her breasts. Well, you warmed up nicely for someone so opposed to having sex, she thought to herself.
Though, this thought led to a series of questions, how was it that she was able to reach her climax when  she never could? Was it the diamond's power? Her eyes were drawn to the stone in his chest, she skimmed her hand lightly over it. The stone she was after... it would break her curse. It had the power to stop her suffering, the only consequence was the death of its host once it was removed. In order to break the damned curse called for an immense amount of power from it and to have the host still attatched to it would only hinder the process... and that was just it, wasnt it? She couldnt kill him... he was too... Darn it... She pursed her lips in frustration.. well, there is no point in pouting, Atrina, lets have some more fun, shall we? 
With a wicked smile and an even more wicked purpose, Atrina slid her hand down his abdomen, and straight for his cock.
He awoke with such a jolt, he looked right about to jump out of his skin.
"W-what the hell!" His voice quivered slighty, yet, he did not move away from her. Her grin only grew.
"Oh, Riin, you still like it, don't you?" Riin seemed plainly shocked, he looked down, and back up to her as if trying to figure the situation.
"You want to play, Riin?" She pushed him back and straddled his hips. "'Cuz, I really, want to play" Atrina ran her hands over his chest, lingering only slightly over the diamond. Soon, her mind purred, soon...