Bloom was having a bad day. Starting with literally rolling off her bed onto a sleeping Kiko and leading up to learning that her time spent saving the world was also time lost for studying. Her grades were slipping and today was day 7 of a horrible headache that didn't seem like it was going to stop anytime soon. On top of all that, for the past few months, she had been plagued with nightmares which she could never remember once awake. Overall, she wasn't the best person to talk to but, unfortunately, Stella made an appearance just as Bloom had decided to take a nap and sleep off the negativity, it was a very tiring day.

"Bloom!" Stella called as she headed down the hallway towards Bloom.

Ugh. I can't deal with her right now.

Bloom had heard about how Stella and Brandon were going on a trip together earlier today and this, no doubt, was what the sun fairy wanted to rant about. The fact that she was going through a rough patch with Sky over Diaspro, again, didn't help her mood either.

"Hey Stella." Bloom said, with a barely-managed smile.

"Bloom! Oh my gosh I'm so happy! Brandon and I are going on a trip to Lynphea! I can't wait! Do you remember how amazingly fashion forward it was? Brandon knows me so well-" Stella started and seemed to have a lot left to inform Bloom about.

At first Bloom stayed patient, hoping that Stella would be done soon so she could get some sleep. That, however, was an unrealistic hope. Eventually she couldn't take it anymore, her headache was growing, her heart was bleeding and she felt very annoyed and slightly betrayed since Stella knew that she wasn't on the best terms with Sky and yet she still decided to brag to her. Normally the fire fairy would brush it off as obliviousness, but she wasn't feeling very normal today.

Despite that she tried. She really tried to be normal.

"Stella listen-"

"-Oh and did you know he bought me this beautiful dress for the trip-"

"Stella please-"

"Hold on Bloom I still haven't told you about the necklace and earrings-"

"Stella I really don't feel too well-"

"Don't worry I won't take much longer; It's just, they match! The earrings and necklace match each other AND the dress. Oh don't even get me started about the shoes-"

Obviously being normal or nice wasn't working. So instead, she screamed "Shut up!"

"Shut up! Shut up! Shut up! I don't want to hear it. Who cares what your stupid boyfriend got for you when mine's off at some stupid 'Royal gathering' with his ex-fiancée who, might I add, is still trying to seduce him! And he doesn't even seem to mind anymore!"

Stunned at the outburst, Stella froze briefly. Bloom on the other hand was panting heavily and noticeably red in the face.

"Bloom-" Stella started, trying to apologize for her insensitivity.

"No! Stop, I don't want to listen to anything else you have to say." Bloom turned and ran down the hall.

At first she thought of going back to her room, but the risk of seeing Stella again was pretty high there and she really needed to cool down. But her headache was getting much worse and she couldn't go somewhere too far so she decided to just head to the infirmary.

She walked into the open field and transformed, freeing her wings to allow her to fly there. As she started flying she noticed that tears had started to fall down her face, blurring her vision. She moved based on pure instinct as she headed to where she thought the infirmary was but when she didn't reach it as fast as she thought she would, she tried to clear up her vision and check where she was.

Her vision cleared as soon as she crossed the barrier guarding Alfea and the last thing she noticed before she blacked out from her migraine was that she was right outside the barrier gates.

A slight throbbing sensation and a far-sounding voice woke Bloom up. She groaned and slowly opened her eyes, a light, too bright for her state, shone down and she reflexively tried to bring her hand up to block it to no avail. Now slightly more awake, and a little panicked, she tried to sit up only to find that she was strapped down to something flat. Her arms were held above her head on either side with, what felt like, silk and her legs were similarly spread and tied down. Another few lengths of silk wrapped over her thighs, right above the hem of her skirt and right below her breasts. At least her clothes were still on. She tried to use her fire to burn the silk but her magic refused to listen to her conscious mind.

Now in full-on panic mode, Bloom tried to struggle out of her binds but her first attempt to jerk free had her falling back down stunned. A warm sensation that had her stomach dropping had spread through her body when she moved. It was a weird sensation, like the heat from the hands of a masseuse. It was such a new feeling that she had to pause and figure out what exactly it was and how she felt about it. Though she didn't really reach the answers she was seeking.

Brushing the strange sensation off, she tried again trying to jerk her legs free using her hips. A spark shot straight through her body at the sound of a chuckle, supposedly aimed at the futility of her actions. She landed on the surface again with a dull thud, her clothes rustling as she tried to bring her thighs together to stop the returning strange sensation.

Now aware of someone else in the same room as her, Bloom lifted her head to have a look around and try to locate the person. The ceiling of the room seemed to be pretty plain save for a golden chandelier that hung right above her, from the centre of the room. The walls were a pattern of gold and red with only one door that she could see, carefully camouflaged in the wallpaper. There were no windows so the room was a little dark away from the centre. There were weird structures against some of the walls that she couldn't completely identify because of said darkness. She couldn't see anyone on her sides or ahead of her so she manoeuvred herself to try and glimpse what was behind her. She first tried to tilt her head sideways and upward as much as she could on either side. Seeing that it didn't help she tilted her head upwards so much that her upper back lifted off the surface, pushing her breasts into the air, and her head was carrying the weight of her shoulders.

This weird position allowed her to see behind her but only barely. Her vision was blurry because of the position and everything was upside down so all she could see was a silhouette of a man with piercing molten silver eyes. The figure felt eerily familiar, too familiar actually. The kind of familiar you feel towards someone you've lived with for years. Having a sinking suspicion about who it was, Bloom watched as the figure moved forward into the light to reveal Valtor.

"I didn't expect you to be so cooperative, Bloom" He rumbled in his languid tone as he stared past her chin.

Bloom froze, first from horror, second from confusion as to his meaning and third from a heat that started to build in her core.

She quickly gathered her bearings once she figured out that he was staring at her breasts that were pushed up into the air, her short shirt having ridden up to expose her bra. The cool atmosphere of the room showing her clearly hard nipples even through the lacy material of her bra.

Not being able to maintain the position for long, both because of the physical effort and the embarrassment, she fell back with a loud thud resulting in a series of coughs. Her shirt still stayed stuck above her breasts but pushing thoughts of her embarrassment aside, Bloom struggled to pronounce "V-Valtor".

Her throat felt dry and scratchy, not allowing her to speak further. Realising who the person in the room was just increased her desire to escape her situation causing her to struggle harder than she had before, doing all she could to summon her magic as well. She ignored the heat that grew inside her every time she moved, otherwise she wouldn't be able to move at all.

"Struggling will only make this go faster" Valtor said with a smirk as he walked around to Bloom's side where she could see him clearly.

"What did… you do to me?" She spat with much effort.

"How have you felt for the past few weeks, Bloom?" He started with a grin. "Angry? Disoriented? Short-tempered?... Uninhibited? That's only the tip of the iceberg of what's in store for you. I've been slowly changing your perception to suit mine because, after all, you will be mine. Darkar was such a brute about the whole process, this method of mine is much more effective. Don't worry little one, you'll enjoy it." Valtor laughed a melodious laugh that made her head swim. His voice seemed to have a strange effect on her and she couldn't help but like it.

"No! Please don't! Not again!" Bloom said as loud as she could with her throat feeling like sandpaper. She had already experienced the immense guilt that came with hurting her friends and she never wanted to experience that again.

"Your friends are safe, love. I won't make you hurt them. That's not what I need you for." He drawled, moving closer and placing his right hand on her exposed midriff. He moved his fingers over her skin, up to her chest and then back down again, eventually settling into a rhythm of tracing circles lightly across her skin. He noticed that her skin was extremely warm and kept heating up as time passed by. Signs that the spell was working.

"Stop! Don't touch me! You- You-!" Bloom yelled despite her sore throat as her body started burning from the inside. Despite herself, she was relieved by his words, she trusted them for some reason. This brief moment of relief was all that was needed for the spell to overtake her will. And so she felt the fire travel from her abdomen to her chest and then to her limbs, finally reaching her head. When it reached her head her light-headedness reached an all-time high and she stood on the verge of fainting once again.

"Now sleep." Valtor lilted and Bloom obeyed, falling faint.

A few hours later, Bloom's waking groan rung through the room they were in. The silk ties fell away from her limbs, allowing her to slowly and groggily sit up as if she had just awoken from a decade long nap.

"What did you do to me?" She said, Valtor watched her as she rubbed her eyes, hanging her legs off the side of the surface she was on. She couldn't move too much yet and her magic was still unresponsive.

"I don't feel different" She muttered to herself as she looked up at Valtor who was less than a foot away from her. He was much closer than she expected so she got a good look at his face. "But you, why do you look so good?"

Her comment surprised the both of them. "It's true, but why did I say that?" Bloom questioned herself alarmed.

"You! Did you cast a love spell or something?" She turned and glared daggers at him. If she could she would've tried to hurt him. Maybe a punch. Or a kick. Or a kiss… No!

"Well this is most unexpected." His deep lilting voice rung in her ears. "Believe it or not, that is not the case. I've merely… taken away your inhibitions. And sealed your powers. However, that aside, are you suggesting you love me?" Valtor closed in on Bloom, getting in her face as he raised an eyebrow, maintaining a cheeky smirk all the while.

"No, but who wouldn't be able to fall for a face like that? I mean look at you. And then there's that body… Why- What- I want to- No- I wanna-" Bloom kept muttering to herself brokenly, trying to get her thoughts in order.

"This is interesting indeed." Valtor commented, noticing her behaviour. "Everyone has a side of themselves they hide, for whatever reasons they may have. The spell is designed to amplify that side to make it impossible to hide. For most people it's anger, sadness or jealousy… But you? Hahaha!" He laughed at the thought.

"The fairy protector hides her lust! Hmm… It makes sense now that I think about it." He said as he grasped her chin in his left hand, piercing her with his storm grey gaze, snaking his right around her waist and stepping in between her legs that opened at his touch.

"Always at places that prohibit such 'depravity' they say. Always busy saving the world. No time to yourself. And that little boy of yours probably never helped either hmm?" He spoke into her ear, his left cheek grazing hers, as he pulled her up against him.

Bloom was squirming in her place as he spoke. Her heart beat rapidly increasing, her face flushing and her core pulsing. This man's voice was mesmerising. Even if he was speaking gibberish, she'd want to jump his bones, much less what he was actually telling her. She whimpered when he suddenly pulled her against himself, her legs instinctively wrapping around his waist and hands around his neck. Her body was still very weak but, right now, it was more because she didn't want to move away than because she couldn't.

A lot of his words just went in through one ear and out the other. She would have agreed to anything he said as long as he kept speaking.

He observed her reactions as he lifted her up and carried her through a door, into the adjoining room. He walked to his bed and dropped her on it. She had been gyrating on him as he had carried her and the sudden loss of friction caused her to let out a loud complaint from her glossy pink lips.

She lay there, on the bed, panting as if she just ran a marathon, when in fact she was just extremely aroused.

"Please!" She pleaded.

"Please what?" He asked in reply.

"I-I don't know, just please! It's so hot…" She mewled, squirming and stretching and eventually snaking her right hand down to her core.

"How do you know so little?" He muttered to himself as he pulled her hands away from their course and tied them together behind her back using the same silk material as before, causing her breasts to be pushed out in offering to him. It was enchanted silk and so was strong and also magic-resistant.

"Let's do something about these clothes next hmm?" He said as he set about pulling her skirt down. Eventually he got tired of trying to manoeuvre her clothes free and just made a neat cut down from hem to hem of her skirt. As for the shirt, he ripped it in half leaving her in her usual pair of white matching silk and lace underwear. Huh, makes sense for a depraved little thing like her to have a purity kink, that went great for him since he had one too. In her state she looked like a naïve little angel, trapped in his clutches. The red of her hair and the silk ties contrasting against her pale skin.

She had always been the type of person to prefer comfort over looks but sexy underwear was one of the things that she could compromise for. It just made her feel good. And in this case it was very much appreciated.

Valtor enjoyed the view as he moved to lean against the headboard and pulled Bloom onto his lap, on her knees with one leg on either side of him.

She was getting very impatient so as soon as she landed in his lap she scooted as close to him as she could and started moving her hips when she felt his bulge right where she wanted it.

"Why… is it… so… hot?" she questioned naively. She knew what sex was, she wasn't that stupid. She knew a lot about it but this was the first time she had been in a situation remotely similar to it. Before this, as close as she got was making out with Sky. And even then it was usually short and sweet, which isn't necessarily bad just different from this.

He was enjoying watching her clumsily move and try to pleasure herself so for a second he sat back, content.

"I almost feel guilty about how drugged you seem." He chuckled.

"But you did drug me! Your voice is the drug!" She complained, rubbing her cheek against his shoulder to get him to do something.

"Is that so…" He grinned, cupping her face in between his hands and pulling her close, meeting her lips harshly.

She moaned at the sudden movement and quickly responded, a knot formed in her abdomen and squeezed tight as she was submerged in a state of high-tension.

He nipped at her lower lip and brushed his tongue across her upper teeth, guiding her along her clumsy kiss. Meanwhile his left hand made quick work of his shirt, tossing it aside but for her bra, however, he just pulled both cups down so that her breasts popped free and the cups pushed then up, presenting them to him. He cupped her right breast in one of his hands and moved the other into her fiery hair, taking a firm hold and tugging slightly once in a while.

She whimpered and moaned into his mouth as he massaged her breast and rolled her hard nipple between his fingers, pulling them harshly every now and then. Kneading her breast like it was a ball of dough.

He quickly switched hands and now his left hand was in her hair while his right hand was working her other breast.

Suddenly he broke the kiss and pulled her head to his left using her hair, exposing her porcelain neck to his mercy. He kissed down from her ear to the crook between her neck and shoulder where she seemed to be extremely sensitive and bit down. She let out a low groan, not having the strength to scream at the bite. In response, he growled into her skin, his baritone reverberating through her body, causing her eyes to almost roll to the back of her head at the wonderful sensation.

He couldn't wait anymore, he wanted to feel her wet against him so he ripped her underwear straight off her, lowering his right hand to massage her core. He started gentle and felt how soaked she was. As soon as he thought his fingers were lubricated well enough he roughly pushed two in, massaging the inner walls as well.

Bloom moaned at the sudden intrusion and rocked her hips against his fingers causing her nipples to brush his chest and him to nip her on her neck again.

"Stay still." He warned her.

Every time she tried to move he made sure to bite either her neck or earlobe and stop moving his fingers causing her to whimper. Eventually she learned not to move and tried to stay still consciously. He found it amusing how hard she was trying to prevent herself from grinding against his fingers.

When she learned to stop moving he took her mouth again and simultaneously thrust another finger into her dripping cunt. She moaned into his mouth and he took the chance to thrust his tongue in.

Bloom was in hell. Or heaven. She couldn't make up her mind. She'd never really known much about sexual activities since most of her teenage years were spent trying to understand her powers and getting used to the magical world. She never had the time to explore such things except for her attraction to Sky. But even that, as mentioned before, wasn't much different from what she knew already. This, however, was very different. She'd never felt this- this hot before. But this was Valtor, she couldn't do this!

"Stop- I shouldn't- Why am I not mad?" Bloom questioned herself as she pulled away from his lips glistening with her saliva. Oh wow those lips… Not again! No.

"Stop it! No!" She struggled, only succeeding in rubbing herself against his fingers further.

Valtor sat back and watched her try to free herself from her predicament but all he saw was her hips moving on his fingers and her head rolling back in pleasure.

"Your anger is generally very apparent, love, this spell magnifies hidden feelings." He drawled. "And it seems you like the idea of being taken by force" He concluded, seeing how her mouth said one thing and her body another.

"Alright then, play time's over." He pulled his fingers out and flipped them over, now lying on top of her. He undid her ties with a flip of a finger and re-tied them differently.

Now her hands were tied above her head and the silk holding them passed through a ring on the headboard and went back down to her thighs, wrapping tight around each one, lifting her legs off the mattress. So if she pulled her hands down her legs would lift and if she tried to bring her legs down her hands would strain to stretch. Finally, he pushed her legs apart so she was on full display for him.

Her soaked pussy was wide open and her perky breasts were rising and falling from her heavy breathing. Her head was slightly lifted to try and see him and she was whimpering at her predicament. This was something he could get used to.

He stripped his pants and boxers, freeing his large erection. Bloom's eyes widened at the sight. He was big. Really big. She didn't know if that was normal since it was her first time seeing a dick but she had a feeling he was on the upper side of the scale. She wasn't even sure if it would fit in her.

"No, no wait, don't!" She started off, trying to get him to stop what he was going to do.

"Are you sure you want me stop?" He shot a look at her cunt and then stared straight into her eyes with a smirk.

"No- Yes- NO!" She screamed out of frustration and confusion at her thoughts.

"There's your answer" He said, moving closer and holding her thighs.

"N-No wait that's not what I- Aaaaah!" She tried to correct herself but she was too late.

He plunged into her without mercy, his whole length was suddenly buried in her and Bloom let out a cry of pain and surprise. He didn't give her a moment to recover as he started to pump into her with force.

She cried out every time his balls slapped against her ass but soon the cries turned to moans and the tears of pain became tears of pleasure. She still felt pain but that pain was starting to feel good.

She shouldn't be feeling good. This shouldn't be happening and she shouldn't be liking it. This- This wasn't right! He was Valtor! Valtor, the one who threatened the magical realm! Valtor… who looks like a fucking god.

The more Bloom tried to fight it, the more aroused she was getting. She felt like she was stuck in a metaphorical Chinese finger trap, the ones that only get tighter the more you try to pull away.

Just thinking about his beautiful, long hair and liquid silver eyes that seemed to grow deeper in colour as his mood changed was driving her mad with arousal. He would definitely have been considered godly in any standard but the fact that she had been trying to stop him from causing chaos had made her miss that detail previously. Well there was no missing it now.

Not only was he gorgeous, he also seemed to be able to read her mind. No matter how much she wanted to deny it, she was definitely liking everything he was doing to her. She liked giving up all her control. She liked not having to be blamed for her actions. And she definitely liked how his touch was making her feel…

"Look who's happy now." Valtor said as he took her, his hands firmly gripping her thighs, his nails digging into her flesh. Without warning he drew forward and bit her right breast, laving and sucking it in turns.

The moment he bit down, Bloom let out a squeak of pain which, for some reason, she didn't want to stop.

"It hurts… Don't…" She stuttered out pausing to pant for breath.

Thinking he knew what she was going to say, he let go of her nipple with a pop and cut her off.

"There's no point in saying that now, love. I'm not going to stop anytime-" Growing frustrated at his misunderstanding, Bloom gathered enough energy to scream her intentions at him.

"Don't stop! Aah… want… more!"

Valtor was a little thrown aback by her outburst but he gathered himself quickly with a smirk. It seemed she had decided to give in.

"Well, you have quite the mood swings don't you?" He taunted her, moving closer to her ear, his hot breath fanning over her heated skin.

"I- I- Aah!" Bloom panted as he hit a spot inside her that made her legs turn to jelly.

"Seems like I've found something interesting." Valtor spoke as he adjusted himself so it would be easier to hit his new target. He started to pound into her, faster and harder than before. He was getting close.

Bloom could barely move, it felt like all the strength was sucked out of her. All she could do was pant and moan, trying to get some air into her lungs through his body-shaking movements. Her eyes rolled up to the ceiling and her head fell back as he sped up further. She felt something building in her, right at her core. It felt like whatever was to come would be something she had never felt before so her hips moved on their own, trying to speed up the process.

Valtor grunted into her neck, he was so close and he could tell she was as well. But he wouldn't let her come, not yet. Even if it meant he had to wait, so when he felt her moving her hips against him he stopped her by placing his right palm on her abdomen and pushing down.

"Uh uh, not yet, Doll." He said, dropping to a painfully slow pace. He almost lost control at the helpless whimper that emerged from her luscious lips at his change in pace.

"Please! No!" She breathed out, her hips itching to move and set their own pace.

"Please what Bloom?" He spoke over her lips, his hot breath causing her skin to burn up. Just opening her mouth would cause their lips to brush.

The way his lips formed her name and the sounds rolled off his tongue in that smooth baritone of his was teasing her. She wanted to lean up and swallow down anything he was going to say, feel the vibrations of his voice ringing through her. So she did.

She lifted her head and crashed her lips with his and the bliss she felt at the contact sent a shot of electricity straight down to her core. Unfortunately for her, it didn't last long.

He pulled away and watched as she tried to resume their kiss, failing to reach him as he lifted his head high.

"Please what?" He stated demandingly, his languid pace driving the both of them insane.

"Harder! Do it harder!" She groaned out.

"Say my name." He spoke into her ear, having lowered his head again.

"W-what?" Bloom stuttered out. For most of this she had had her eyes closed, mostly from the intense pleasure, but also from the fear and guilt of who her partner was.

"Say my name." Valtor repeated with more force. He wanted to hear her acknowledge what was happening, see her walls crumble as she accepted her situation. It was admirable of her to have kept her wits about for so long under the charm-reveal spell, but he wasn't in the mood to admire her strength. He wanted to revel in her weakness.

Bloom was at her wit's end; she was standing at the edge of the cliff just waiting to fall over. She couldn't take it anymore.

"V-Valtor…" She panted out, her mind shutting down.

At hearing his name emerge from her bruised lips, he felt his control slip. He completely lost it as he witnessed the tears falling down her face and sticking to her long lashes.

He sped up to an inhuman pace, leaning down to lick the trail of tears up to her left eye, planting a quick kiss at the corner. He focused all his energy on giving them both some much needed release, it wouldn't be long now.

Soon she let out a cry of surprise at finally falling off, feeling a foreign substance fill her insides. Valtor drew out their climax, his cum leaking out of her onto the sheets below.

When he was done, he undid the ties holding Bloom in place with a flick of his wrist and she fell to the bed, limp, not having the energy to move even a finger.

She barely managed to get the words "You… inside…" out before she fell unconscious.

Valtor, on the other hand, was feeling refreshed. He wasn't anywhere close to done with her but he figured he could give her a while to rest.