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Lion

Of course by curiosity, he really did mean just that. Visiting places like these were rare occurrences as well, and he was relaxed enough to enjoy it. No more questioning of himself, he murmured in thought, chiding. Rais stilled his mind, and when her lips met to his, a hunger was born there, maybe of being too long denied the heaven that was physical touch.

Hakeshna beyond.

Another moan escaped him between kisses, feeling himself slip within her. Rais rolled his hips upward, stroking deep, whatever he could to make the first real stroke in their rutting. A shuddering breath, his body wracking momentarily as he sucked in a deep gasp. Violet-gold eyes met hers, and he grinned, wider this time.

"Still, you can't blame me....for admiring your skill, can you?" he panted, continuing to thrust upward, hands pushing her hips down to meet him in a timely motion, made easy by the slickness between them.




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Boysenberrybootstraps

"No, I suppose I can't," she sighed, pleased. She placed her hands on his chest and rode him, teasingly slow at first while she gyrated and rolled her hips on his. However, she eventually tired of her game and began to bounce up and down on him, her heavy breasts swinging upwards as she did so.
She rode him roughly for a few minutes, but suddenly dismounted. She got onto her hands and knees before him, shaking her plump rear enticingly. Her tail swayed in the air like a question mark, and she made a soft animalistic noise.

Lion

Rais moved in time to her movements, grunting and gasping, the sounds errupting from deep within his throat. He gripped her hard, as if she were a lifeline, keeping him tethered to this plane alone.  But it didn't seem to last long just yet.

Rais blinked up at her when she stopped, staring a moment, he didn't give himself time to think before raising his body to meet hers, and taking her deep and slow, hands gripping her hips and bringing them to meet his own in hungered thrusts.

He was getting close, but he didn't want to give in just yet. Maybe this time he was going to lose. The night was still young after all.




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Boysenberrybootstraps

As he took her from behind, she moaned deeply, calling out his name softly when his hips met hers. Warmth rushed to her sex, her folds lubricating themselves as she came closer to her own climax. Her insides deepened and tightened simultaneously around him.
She sighed out, "Fill me, you bull... fill me with your seed~"

Lion

He stopped moving as she begged him, if only caught off guard by her phrasing. Rais was flushed, panting deeply on a raw throat and he pulled out though his body screamed for him not too. And he turned her around to splay her out against the bed, poising himself over her and devouring her with a kiss before slipping freshly into her folds.

Even with momentary disconnection, the heat between them was renewed, and he wanted to face her when he came, his thrust pushing deeper into her heat.  He shuddered once, then again, breathing harder , trying to match her stroke for stroke.  Their limbs were intertwined, intimate, and he could hold back no longer.

He burst hot heat inside her, holding her to him as he did so, for the anchor she had become.




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Boysenberrybootstraps

Naadia called out his name as he climaxed inside of her, her fluids coating his member. She held him tightly against her, wrapping arms and legs around him, as the two caught their breath. After a few minutes, they disentangled and she laid beside him, stroking his chest.
"So," she murmured. "Are you ready for another round?"
She let her rekindled libido flow into him by kissing and sucking on his neck with her plump, red-flushed lips.
The two shared a bed and the secrets of their bodies until the wee hours of the night... their tired bodies and minds finally fading into sleep.

Lion

Body heat shared in the wake of dawn., Rais flickered his eye open, and his face felt bare. A bolt of fear jostled him and he quickly searched for it. When he felt the cool ivory, he sealed it to his face and turned onto his belly, facing Naadia.

He remained quiet, long enough to survey her form, admiring the gold ring on her horns and even going as far as to touch the tip of one of them.




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Boysenberrybootstraps

Naadia awoke from a pleasurable dream to the feeling of her horn being touched. A soft moan escaped her lips. "Don't do that..." she whimpered, half asleep. She reached out to Rais and touched his body, her eyes opening as she recognized him.
"Oh, morning..." she said sleepily. The sound of the city waking could be heard outside, vendors setting up their carts and windows being opened. The sky was still dim as the sun was just barely beginning to rise. Surprisingly, the candles had remained burning all night, yet hadn't gotten any shorter.
"Did you sleep well, then?" She said softly, reaching down to stroke his morning wood.

Lion

Her touch made his breath hitch. Perhaps it was foolish to lie here with her in such an intimate fashion. He had no expectations, he knew her profession protested against any attachments. Rais let her stroke him, turning to face her as he grinned, small but genuine.

"I think I did," he murmured, leaning in against her and taking a soft kiss. "Did you?  I think we may have put a crack in headboard."  He chuckled, snickering like a teenager.  "Of course, I'm sure Anki will pay for any damages that ensued from our escapades."

Rais leaned in to push her hair from her face, taking in a gentle kiss. "Last night was wonderful. I mean, I'm a man so...of course it was amazing. But...you uh, how was it...for you?"  Goddess, was he really asking that question?  "And honesty is much appreciated. You don't have to spare my feelings."




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Boysenberrybootstraps

Naadia giggled and sat up next to him, fighting her urge to do more with him. "Yes, you were good... I don't lie unless you pay me to... and I told you that if you were good it was on the house." She looked down at his naked body lustfully but rose from the bed, retrieving his clothes for him. His cheerfulness seems somewhat out of character for such a mysterious man, but a night with Naadia is usually enough to cheer any man up.
"Here, you'll want to be dressed when your master is ready to leave..."
She wrapped her skirt back around her waist and strode over to him, bare-breasted.

Lion

Paying her to lie, sounded like a foolish endeavor.  Well, regarding these instances anyway.  Rais wasn't in any mood to judge her, considering what they'd just shared.

He sat up from the bed, taking his clothes in hand and quietly thanking her.  In truth, he didn't really want to leave. So few were his chances to bask in moments like this, he relished it when the opportunity came knocking.  He dressed slowly, cleaning himself off and tied his belt back around his waist.  Back to duty, solemnity.

"I don't take anything for free," he murmured and kissed her cheek a few seconds before there was a knocking on the wall at the entrance.  He sighed when they called his name and he pressed his forehead against hers, mask to horns and the clanking made him laugh.  "That's my master calling.  At least he has the courtesy to make sure I'm decent.  Have a good day, Naadia."

He bowed as he left and quickly departed with a sleeping Anki.  The other guards had carried him off to the carriage. The streets would come alive soon enough and as they rolled off, Rais taking his seat beside his Merchant Prince, another carriage moved along from across the way, keeping some distance and following them.

It was customary to let Anki sleep off the night before. All his meetings were pushed back and his associates were escorted from the manor to come back the next day. All was well, or so it seemed. Rais was at attention now, although the other guards seemed less than pleased with him. He couldn't be bothered with their opinions, be it hate or envy or some combination of both. It wasn't often Anki treated a servant of his as a friend, and perhaps that was the source of their ire.

All was quiet, all was well.  A seeming calm before the storm.  It wasn't often that it rained in Essyrn, but when it did, it was wonderful. A cold front from the east, Rais suspected as he stood outside of Anki's chambers. The master would likely rouse soon, want a drink, or at least be updated on the goings on.

Rais knew never to let him sleep too late, and as the day waned into evening he gently rapt knuckles on the door. No answer.  "Anki!" and when he opened it, he was greeted with nothing more than a peaceful scene.  He frowned, the sheets were rolled up as if a body was in it.  Or had been in them.  And as he crossed the threshold to check, his hand sunk deep into nothing more than pillows. And Anki was gone.

Rais' eyes shot wide, gut growing cold.  He swiveled around and twisted toward the door. Nothing, no sign of him!  As if the man hadn't even been here.  And the only thing that moved was the air shifting through curtains from an open window. "What in the fucking hell, Anki!?" he growled, running to the door and seeing nothing, save the rain that pelted down from the awning over the window.




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Boysenberrybootstraps

Naadia began to make her way back to Madam Oire's from the bathhouse. She was dressed in a sleeveless robe that was tied in the front and hung to her ankles. Her head was covered in a cowl that covered her horns.

A cool gust of air blew through the streets and she shivered; a rainstorm must be coming. "Perhaps I'll sit in the rain awhile..." she mused to herself, as the natural heat of her skin absorbed/evaporated the leftover droplets of water from her bath. She rummaged in her bag and found a jar of an odorless oily cream, which she applied to her exposed skin. She daydreamed on her way back to the brothel, smiling a little to herself when she finally saw the trademark red lantern above the door. Naadia had always enjoyed the way that afternoon became evening, but tonight the peace was interrupted by the sound of agitated voices inside. "One of the girls must have gotten pregnant again," she muttered to no one in particular. She made her way inside but it was not Yari or one of the other girls arguing with a customer...
It was Madame Oire and a tall cloaked man who had his back to the door. She had a worried look on her face, arms crossed in front of her. Naadia stepped in further and closed the door behind her, causing the man to turn round swiftly. Who should be standing before her but Rais?

Lion

If this was some kind of joke, it was quickly becoming less and less funny. It wasn't unlike Anki to not come home for days at a time, simply because a party had caught his attention elsewhere. But to just disappear in the middle of the night like this was completely out of character, even for one such as he.

Rais had pressured a few of the others to follow him back to the brothel, as a vain attempt to retrace his steps. There was always possibility of foul play, but Rais did not want to consider that right away. He hoped it simply Anki going off and being a fool again. Because where else would be go?

The guards stayed behind with a carriage, while he remained inside and spoke with Madame Oire, who claimed that he wasn't there.  "I can't say where else he would be, my dear? Please do keep your voice down," she chided, firm and clearly trying to keep her temper under control.

Rais frowned deeply. "Please, if you will just let me check the rooms, to call out for him, I'll be on my way. I must find him. If he's here, I'd like to know that he's all right!"

"You will not disturb my patrons, or my girls. If you don't keep your voice down, I'm going to have to ask you to leave," she said again.

Rais turned, to see Naadia behind him.  And he bowed his head.  "I'm sorry, friend. I do not mean to intrude, but I need help in searching for my employer.  Have you seen Anki Aiavar?  Is he here?"




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After getting over the initial shock of seeing him back again so soon, she approached Rais and the madam.
"I'll help you look for him, Rais. I'm not working tonight. Madam, don't worry about me, I'll bring something sharp."
She gives the madam a hug and walks into a small closet; as she emerges, Rais can see her putting a thing or two into her bag. She quickly takes ahold of him and pulls him outside, turning on him.
"Rais, are you crazy? You can't come into a whorehouse trying to look into rooms..." She catches her breath and looks down, then back up at him. She begins more softly this time.
"He couldn't have come here today... there are a few girls that he favors and they took the day off to go run errands in town."
She looks around, "This isn't really a safe place to talk. Take me somewhere more private." Her golden eyes are all seriousness, plump lips set into a firm line of concern.

Lion

She was right, even if he wished she wasn't. In all seriousness, Anki could be anywhere. This just happened to be first on his list of places nearby to look. Rais followed her and frowned deeply, feeling as if the more time that passed the less chance he had of finding Anki.

As they linger in the hall, Rais grew quiet as he watched a man stumble down the stairs, he certainly looked like Anki, but no dice. The man had no beard and he was groggy with liquor. Rais stilled himself, trying to keep the anxiety from spilling over into rage. "Let us go to the carriage. If you will help me find him, I will make it worth your while," he murmured and gestured to a bag of gold at his side.  And led them to the door.

The other guards seemed wary when Rais did not return with Anki, but with a working girl.

"What do you think you're doing?" he scowled. "She doesn't belong here."

"She has important information, and I'd like to speak with her in private. Take us to the Camel's Tongue," he said.  "That is an order, Jazad."

The other guard frowned. "We are not your escort, Rais. We will take you to the hookah bar, but from there you are on your own.  I will find the master myself," he growled. Jazad helped Naadia into the cart and let Rais get in on his own.

Within a few minutes they were there, stepping out into the evening gloom. The street torches were coming on, being ignited just outside the Camel's Tongue and they dismounted from the carriage quickly.

Rais frowned, looking upon the soiled front of the stone-walled face of the establishment. It was a popular place, at the edge of the city. Rais was frowning largely because of it's locale and the frequenters that came and went. Anki could just as likely be here, spreading his wealth. And it was not quite as protected as Madame Oire's. Already there was a beggar outside of the door, holding up his hand for anyone with pity enough to give him something.

"All right, off you go, the two of you," he muttered.

"You're coming too, Jazad," Rais quickly snapped.  He glared down at the other man. "Anki will want his best men looking for him."

Jazad laughed. "That's true. Which is why me and the others will go elsewhere."

"Jazad. You will follow. Or you will starve, understand? Do you think Anki will keep you knowing you did not cooperate with me?"

Jazad scowled at that and huffed, shoving off from the cart as he waved the others away. "Very well.  You and the Whore clearly know your way around seedy places like this."  He spat at the beggar, making a scoff and venturing inside the entrance. Rais frowned and pulled a coin from his side, placing it gently in the beggar's hand.

"Keep an eye out."  And followed the other guard.




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Boysenberrybootstraps

Naadia ready did not like this man, Jazad. She knelt down and gave the beggar a silver coin and a kiss on either cheek. His comment didn't sting too badly, as she was indeed a whore, but she still glowered at him.
She followed the two men into the bar, tugging on her hood slightly. She had been in uncomfortable situations before, but the brothel didn't tend to have many violent fights. Violent lovemaking, perhaps, but not real combat.
The air inside was smoky with the rich scents of various herbs and food items. Naadia's stomach growled audibly; she had not eaten since much earlier that day.
She made a point to stay close to Rais; in her current garments she wouldn't be easy to identify as a whore, which might have been a blessing. As she followed them to a miraculously empty table in the corner, she sat against the wall. A buxom bar wench wandered over with large mugs of ale.
"You boys want a pint? We've got..." she mentions a few food items. Naadia looks over at Rais as her stomach grumbles again.

Lion

In a moment like this, Rais was not hungry. And he wasn't thirsty either. He was focused, trying to scan the crowd for anyone that knew Anki. He was a frequent enough patron, buying a round of drinks for everyone.

"I'll take one thank you," Jazad said after Rais waved his hand in refusal.  Jazad glanced at Naadia. "And the lady will take something....thick and meaty."  He snorted at his own joke and sipped at the ale that was put before him.  The food came and while it was hot and tasty, Rais had no interest in it.  Instead he turned to Naadia.

"Anki had a friend here. A man he called Hylus," Rais murmured. "I don't see him, but if anyone might know where Anki is, it'll be him." 

"Rais. Eat something. You're starting to bore the lady," Jazad grumbled, and he winked at Naadia.




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Boysenberrybootstraps

Naadia rolled her eyes at Jazad's joke, but when the shank of lamb came to the table, she made a show of devouring it, ripping the meat off the bone while looking him in the eye. She took a massive swig of ale from her mug and slammed it on the table. She swallowed and wiped her face.
"Hulu says, huh? I'm sure I've heard that name before... It seems familiar." She pondered it for a moment and continued to eat her food, polishing it off rather quickly. She drained the rest of her ale and once again wiped her face before she saw someone across the bar.
He's a short man, with pale blonde hair and pasty skin. A brand mars his right cheek, and he has beady little eyes. Naadia sees him looking for purses, when he meets her eyes. A greasy grin spread across his face as he made a beeline for her.
"Ah, fuck.. Rais, I think I've found your man..."

Lion

Rais looked up from the devouring of the food and he stared at the pasty man that rose from his seat to make his way to their table. He seemed completely fixated on Naadia and he crossed the room quickly. Rais recognized Hylus anywhere. He was seedy piece of refuse and although he did not approve of him being around Anki, the merchant prince was free to choose his friends.

He quickly stood and put himself in front of Hylus and pressed a hand to his chest.  "Now what are you doing here, Naadia?  Couldn't stay away from little ol' me?" he murmured and tilted his head, trying to shrug Rais off of him.

"We need to have a talk with you, Hulu," Rais murmured and nudged him in order to snap his attention toward him.  "It's about your friend Anki. So simmer down.  Have some ale.  And please keep your eyes on us."

Hylus furrowed his brows and stepped back away from Rais' hand. "Whatever it is, I didn't do it!" he said flatly.  Jazad reached up and pulled Hylus down into a chair.

"Sit.  And drink.  We just want to chat."

Rais took his place and looked to Naadia.  "A client of yours? I'm so sorry."




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Boysenberrybootstraps

Naadia rolls her eyes; Hylus (or Hulu, as a nickname) was a frequent customer of the brothel, and more specifically, Naadia. However much she disliked him, she knew him well, and knew that threats would get them nowhere. She stepped over Jazad, pushing him to the center of the bench and taking his spot beside Hylus.
"Hulu, Hulu, Hulu..." she crooned. "Have a drink, relax." She placed a hand on his thigh, her hypnotic gaze relaxing him.

"Well, I suppose I might know a thing or two... maybe..." Hylus sputtered. Naadia's hand crept closer to his crotch and he sighed lewdly. "Mm, you're quite convincing, babe... All right, so you wanna know where Anki is?"

Hylus mentioned a few vague details, skirting around exact places where Anki could be. As Naadia saw it beginning to frustrate her tablemates, she took it upon herself to move the situation along. She whispered something into Hylus's ear, knelt under the table, and began to blow him. He very quickly changed his tune.
"Okay, okay, I'll tell you everything I know... Damn it, Naadia, you sure mean business..."

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