Lucy, ever present and ever ready, came into view at his request. If nothing else he thought this would really hammer home to the dark elf that he wasn't someone to be trifled with. Still, he wanted to make a deal more enticing than anything else. Olryn wasted no time leaning forward and capturing her breast. She gritted her teeth as he looked up at her but when he hand moved beneath her skirt she was seemingly falling quick. As his hand moved over her clit she seemed to zone out for a moment. A familiar fog he'd seen a few times. His presence was overwhelming her senses and he knew she was under his spell if not literally contracted with him. He smirked as Luciel seemed pleased with this outcome.<br/><br/>"Well then," he said as the elf begged for more "if you want more then all you have to do is agree to my terms."<br/><br/>Olryn smiled as he formed the magical symbol in the air. All the dark elf needed to do was touch it with Lucy and the pact would be made. A small mark would appear on her neck denoting their contract and she would be bound to obey him.<br/><br/>"Agree and you'll get what you want. On my terms of course."<br/><br/>If, or perhaps when, the dark elf agreed and the contract was sealed a small fox symbol would appear on her neck for the Trickster God's mark was that of a fox most often. And, of course, once she was bound to him he stood up letting the bulge in his pants be more obvious.<br/><br/>"Lucy, would you be so kind as to help our new friend learn how best to please her new master?"<br/><br/>When they removed his pants they'd find him only half-hard but still impressive on the way to his full nine inch length.