DM_Kumo Gekkou |
Ashlyn subtly flinches at the kiss, surprised by it, but does not protest, and slowly slides to her spot on the bench. With shaking hands she undoes her towel letting it drape over the bench. Her perfectly sculpted and toned bottom in perfect view for you.
Resting before you, she keeps her arms squeezed into her lap covering her breasts with her closed posture as you wash her. Ashlyn subtly shivers at your every touch, her neck being an obvious erogenous zone for her. As your hand drapes lower and caresses her rear, she lets loose a meekish squeak of pleasure.
As you move to her front, Ashlyn purrs quietly for you as you tease her nipples, though she is clearly fighting to keep herself quiet. dropping lower, you find Ashlyn's legs and crotch are in desperate need of a shave. She speaks up for the first time, "You're so, perfectly shaved. Would you mind?" Her voice is barely a whisper and her face beet red in asking. "I've never been able to put a razor to myself. My sisters always had to groom me."
May add in more here after you respond.
When you lead her to her feet, Ashlyn gasps, her breath caught from your body pressed against hers. As your hand finds your way to her womanhood, you find the tiny slit dripping warm liquid down her tightly squeezed thighs. a feigned protest as you lead her closer and closer to climax. "Ahh! Wait, not he...re, ahh! I..."
Sa'sori 'Kalisreavil' |
Sa'sori chuckles shaking her head not in refusal but in pity...
"Sure sweety... proper grooming was one of the first things I learned in the Temple of CALISTRA..."
She gestures to the grooming stand a a razors lift and floats to her waiting hand... but instead she pauses to take hold of Ashlyn's hand and place the razor in her grip.. adjusting her fingers to hold the blade properly for deft pillory usage..
She continues,"But rather, I will show you, and demonstrate how you may do so yourself. Many who use a shaving razor think like they cutting a loaf of bread or something that they must force the blade to do what its designed to do.. nothing could be further from the truth! Don't fight the blade.. you have no need to force it.. slow deft strokes .. the angle of the cut is more important than the depth, or force of your strokes. Let the blade do the cutting slowly directed by your hand..."
As Sa'sori speaks, 'spooned' up behind Ashlyn her bare-body holding her close~ her hand gently guides Ashlyn's strokes adjusting her grip to change the angle of her strokes, dipping the blade occasionally in the floating pot of soapy water nearby...
"Now many think its best to be clean shaven with no body hair at all.. that is not true... nature provided our 'raiment' to help keep our skin from chaffing.. and during intimate contact.. chaffing can ruin the experience! Love-making is a dance of bodies, a performance if you will.. it is an art form.. so we want all parts of it to be appealing to the senses, right? So I've found that a light frosting of short hair is appealing to the touch and prevents chaffing. Some favor the precision of a clearly defines razors edge cut.. but I find it aesthetically lacking.. so I 'feather' the edges so the hair grows shorter to the edge and 'seems' to naturally fade to bare skin... much more appealing if it 'seems' nature set ones hair to grow to a limit and stop. There... lovely!"
Sa'sori finishes the shaving leaving Ashlyn's nether regions with a short sparse frosting of her dark hair that rather fetchingly appeals in contrast to her pale skin. Hopefully Sa'sori's instruction has made Ashlyn less afraid of the blade against her most tender skin.
She meet her eyes and smiles, "Now as a Sorceress.. I can cheat.. I rarely use a blade.. but my cantrips give me the ability to cut and trim my hair in ways few without years of practice could replicate."
She grins, gesturing to Ashlyn's bare legs and any unsightly hair simply falls off... leaving her albaster-white legs smooth and supple to the touch!
After which Sa'sori holds her close, smiling wickedly... continuing to cuddle/fondle Ashlyn with her soft delicately deft hands and fingers drifting over her petite body... stimulating her to an eventual writhing, gasping climax...
Sa'sori KNOWS how to pleasure a woman.. and demonstrates it...
DM_Kumo Gekkou |
Ashlyn clasps both hands over her mouth screaming into her palms as her legs buckle from the overwhelming sensation. Her whole body trembles for minutes after as Ashlyn leans into you for support.
Once she has finally recovered, in a panting voice she asks you to help her into the water. Once inside she sinks deeply into the tub, finally finding words, "I haven't had...only Chris has ever been able to make me...like that...I can't believe a woman gave me one so strong." Her face is bright red, but the smile on it glows. Even masked by the water you can see her legs occasionally tremor with aftershocks.
Sa'sori 'Kalisreavil' |
Sa'sori's reaction is ...odd. She smiles sadly for Ashlyn and lowers herself into the the tub alongside her but ...seems different. She picks up the pot and fills it with water from the tub and gently takes Ashlyn's chin in her hand, "Close your eyes.. I need to rinse out the hair conditioner thoroughly or it may damage your hair... and I don't want to burn your eyes."
With that she repeatedly rinses out Ashlyn's hair pouring the water and running her fingers through her hair until again it squeaks as clean.
When Sa'sori is done she is strangely quiet as she steps further into the tub and leans back to lower her head and hair into the water. Wetting her hair, she proceeds to wash her hair starting with the shampoo and eventually putting in the conditioner as well...
Finally she speaks, "...the Temple... did the same to me. Over, and over and over again... until I would tremble at the sight of their ...'instructors'. They... t-tortured me with pleasure.. until.. I...couldn't take it anymore... they would leave me exhausted gasping.. begging them not to make me climax again~... until I realized begging them to stop... was a certain way to make them do it again... as 'punishement'!"
Her voice cracks... slightly, "..forgive me... I ...d-don't want you to become like me... the temple MADE me enjoy it.. even CRAVE it... conditioned me to be.. a wanton slut...!"
"You don't need to be that way.. n-not like me... not to just know affection and love."
She turns away from Ashlyn... unwilling to meet her eyes.. her expression ..shame-filled...
Sa'sori 'Kalisreavil' |
Sa'sori turns toward Ashlyn and gives her a wane smile, "...thank you ... for being my friend Ashlyn!"
Sa'sori 'Kalisreavil' |
Sa'sori returns her hug of affection with a sigh of contentment and heartfelt appreciation. Then settles into the water next to her friend... content to just luxuriate in the warmth and feeling of physical cleanness.. to wash away her memories of her haunting past with the quiet companionship of a close associate.
DM_Kumo Gekkou |
Once she is finally adequately recovered, Ashlyn will offer a simple smile to you, "We should probably head back." Turning her back to you, she will lift up and out of the tub, gracefully gliding over to her towel and wrapping it around herself.
She will slowly redress, and once you are also dressed, she'll make her way back into the main lobby where an impatient Elvar is, and likely has been waiting for some time. His impatience fades quickly, "I was worried you had drowned." he offers as a quip before taking your hand and making his way back to the inn with both of you.
Sa'sori 'Kalisreavil' |
Sa'sori nods in acceptance of Ashlyn's suggestion... and she follows her from the tube to get dressed herself... refreshed and her spirits lifted.
Once back in the lobby she chuckles at Evlar's impatience, commenting, "...well we were just relaxing.. if all we wanted was a bath..we could have done that in our Inn!"
Her tone has no hint of actual chastisement ... merely playful banter.. as she allows Evlar to lead them back to the Inn.
Sa'sori, for once, is passive casting curious but guarded glances at both Ashlyn and Evlar.. waiting to see who makes the first move as they make their way into the inn heading toward their rooms...
DM_Kumo Gekkou |
As you reenter the inn, you find most of the crew in the lobby enjoying a sit down meal together. An enticement to make it back before dark. Elvar's stomach groans loudly as he realizes for the first time in hours how long it has been since his last meal, and he quickly grabs your hand leading you to join the others. Once you join the table, you quickly become the center of attention as everyone wants to hear about the attack this morning.
Sa'sori 'Kalisreavil' |
Sa'sori hears Evlar's stomach growl and grins... forcibly having to will hers not to as well..
Bluff: 'Suppressing her own hunger growl' 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (2) + 9 = 11
...but clearly she is also hungry.
Her heart flutters as Evlar draws her to a table. She sighs softly, he could just as easily lead her into a fire and she would willingly go.. and still feel just as pleased as she does now... just to feel his strong hand drawing her on.
When they are seated she is taken-aback at the crew's concern an interest. Truly, she feels among family, so Sa'sori does not just tell them what happened but storytells the encounter, like any good sailor... not adding or exaggerating anything but making it a good tale as she recounts the detailed action blow by blow, for entertainment quality. Even going so far as to draw the emblem of the Poisoner's pendant the brigand's left behind. Clearly everyone on ship knew of their mysterious passenger... and they all stayed on when the captain mentioned greater danger, so knowing what they were up against was their right to know as well. Even though she revealed no additional details about the passenger from Vellumis.
Perform {Storytelling}: 'Untrained' 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (17) + 4 = 21
Sa'sori 'Kalisreavil' |
Sa'sori beams at the adulation... especially from Able who is a real Bard! She takes the mug handed to her and drinks the whole thing down without stopping giving it a loud bang on the table when she has finished!
Not often one for strong drink it does make her a little dizzy at first.. but the warm comradeship spurs her on!
Sa'sori 'Kalisreavil' |
Sa'sori's Fort Save: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (1) + 4 = 5
"I'm..n-not as delicate..as you stink I am! Jus' wanted to show.. I'm a sailor too..can handle my brew!"
Which is clear.. she can not...
"Come-on Able.. ya big rugged half-forc...give~us a kiss... ya spoony bard... Green ish kinda cute ya'know...!"
She leans in smiling lasciviously...
Sa'sori 'Kalisreavil' |
Sa'sori completely missed the idea that THIS was a dwarven establishment and she was drinking Dwarven booze... again.. her young woman-child's inexperience is showing as she is clearly unihibited when drunk.. even moreso than usual... {which is saying something indeed!}
"Come-On.. ya scally wags.. let's git some dancing and partyin' On...dish night is young... why's mah mug dry?"
She leans over to Evlar, "And where's my kiss, Ya big stud... wha's a girl gotta do strip ta' git yur ..attentions..??!?"
...and she lays a sloppy kiss~ almost on his lips.. tasting all boozy and fragrant from her bath and shampoo, her scent filling his senses and her hands even quicker than usual going for his pants belt buckle...
Sa'sori 'Kalisreavil' |
Sa'sori squeals loudly and joyfully lolling her head back and swinging her long hair~ all the while kicking her feet excitedly, "WhEEEeee~ Ye-Yeah.. Time ta Get LAID! MAH FAVORITE, afta dinna dessert.. {tee-hee}!!"
"Night boys...yo don' git any... hehe!"
Looking over at Ashlyn she grins drunkenly, "Com-On... Ashlyn.. how'bout some 'team action'? Show us dem tittys!"
DM_Kumo Gekkou |
Ashlyn blushes shyly, embarrassed to be called out in front of the whole crew. Elvar pulls you up and kisses you, mostly to quiet you down as his own face is flush with embarrassment. He holds you in a shower of kisses until he reaches the top of the stairs, shifting your weight in his hands to dig his room key out and get you into the room before gently setting you on the bed, door still open.
Sa'sori 'Kalisreavil' |
When Evlar lays her down on the bed... a brief lucidity comes back to her as she looks up into his eyes, "...tha' brew ...was strong... I..Ah'm think I'm drunk... too much.. hope Ah ..didn't do something.. embarrassing... please..b-be gentle? W-wheres..Ashe?"
Sa'sori 'Kalisreavil' |
Sa'sori does not answer only pulls Evlar close to shower him with drunken kisses... one hand already having unbuckled his belt. Her inebriated state clouding her mind in the face of desire and love. She will un-urged begin to slip out of her clothing to pull him into her hungry embrace...
DM_Kumo Gekkou |
Your unclothed body has a quick effect upon him, as he slides in between your legs rubbing his rigid member against you warming you up until you are ready and plunges himself deep into you. Pumping himself in and out of you until you finally finish together pouring himself deep into you.
Pulling you off and cuddling as his seed is still dripping out of you as he quietly drifts off to sleep.
Sa'sori 'Kalisreavil' |
Sa'sori is a rare treat in bed when drunk.. her normal training and skill in 'sexcraft' is gone so her ability to control and suppress her pleasure to drag out the experience is not available to her. Her body is VERY sensitive to touch and reacts with the slightest touch of skin on skin.. her nipples hardening, she is wet long before he penetrates, her breath coming in ragged gasps.. her orgasms frequent and full body! She is a desperate and almost frantic lover when drunk... but she is weak as a kitten.. helpless in his embrace.. her wails of pleasure and over-stimulation both loud and deep...
In the end the experience leaves her sweaty, the air filled with the fragrant tang of the Dwarven ale being sweat out of her body and mingling with the natural alluring scent of her hair and flesh.. accented by the recent perfumed soaps an shampoo. But her drunkenness keeps her actually able to endure more ravishing than normal... Evlar could sex her all night as she would try to endure it but leave her totally exhausted the next day.
For Evlar she is like his favorite candy that he can have and eat too... but for Sa'sori he is her sweet lover who draws every bit of pleasure out of her in ragged cries of joy like no other before.
Its a good thing that Sa'sori is rarely drunk for her sake, and good that Evlar is gentle and kind with her this evening...
DM_Kumo Gekkou |
Elvar keeps you close, his hand idly playing between your legs as he snuggles into you. His firm manhood pressed tightly into your bum. It is clear he could continue, but he seems satisfied to just hold you close instead. His gentle petting attempting to lull you to sleep.
His ragged breathing from the workout heavy in your ear as he whispers "I love you," before planting a row of kisses down your neck.
Sa'sori 'Kalisreavil' |
Sa'sori moans softly and trembles at his touch... almost involuntarily arching her back... presenting her hind as available if Evlar so desires her that way...
Falling alseep; with him so suggestively spooned behind her his fingers playing with her between her legs is slowly building her to another trembling climax~ is NOT going to happen! As hot kisses trace down her neck, she writhes in his arms, her drunken excitement building. At his words~ taking his free hand to cup her breast... delirious with emotion and liquor... expecting another round of his lovemaking her breathing becomes ragged...
DM_Kumo Gekkou |
He slowly gives in to your temptations, rolling onto his back bringing his hand free from your breast and crotch and reaching behind you, scooping you up and in one swift motion, lifts you into his lap guiding you down, to be impaled by him. His strong arms holding you as you tremble and readjust to the sensation, before he lifts and drops you, over and over guiding your every movement on him.
Sa'sori 'Kalisreavil' |
Sa'sori's cries of pleasure become piteous as he impales her anus.. her back arching in response only driving him deeper and causing her long hair hanging down her back to brush his bare chest sensuously with each grinding thrust!
Trembles begin through her body and she clutches his hands at her hips... clear sighs another climax soon to erupt from her. Evlar's own excitement built... his fingers find her vagina sticky with her impending climax and her cries become even more intense wails when he slips a his fingers inside her slowly stroking her trembling tenderly...
When the orgasm eventually hits both of them~ her anus tightens filling with his seed just as she squirts a sticky mess of her own honey around his probing fingers on the sheets! Falling back upon his chest her groans become whimpers as her arms and legs spasmodically tremble.. her breath coming in ragged gasps...
She pleads, 'please..please... pleasee...!'
But in her drunken delirium... she does not finish as trembles of pleasure wrack her body over and over again...
The room is silent save for Evlar's breathing, Sa'sori's pleasured gasps. The air is filled with the scent of sweaty sex.
Sa'sori 'Kalisreavil' |
Sa'sori settles into his embrace... her gasps slowly settling to mere whimpers of joy, exhaustion clear on her face... but when she looks into Evlar's eyes.. she mutter's somewhat fearfully, "..m-more?"
Sa'sori 'Kalisreavil' |
Sa'sori sighs seemingly relieved... she cuddles close, and very quickly is asleep.
DM_Kumo Gekkou |
Elvar squirms under you having expected you to pull him out of you before falling asleep. Still, he can't bring himself to disturb you, so he adjusts as comfortably as possible in this situation and squeezes you tightly in a hug between his strong arms as he struggles to fall asleep.
By the next day, his morning affliction is strongly protruding your sore bum, from having him wedged in for so long.
Sa'sori 'Kalisreavil' |
Sa'sori groggily returns to consciousness... with the HELL of the Mother of all Hangovers! Feeling the ache in her bum she pulls free by rolling over onto her belly planting her face in a pillow... though leaving one arm draped across Evlar's bare chest, and goes immediately back to sleep.
DM_Kumo Gekkou |
You feel Elvar's strong hands on your back, gently drawing you to consciousness, as he attempts to wake you. The room is dark, except a thin stream of light, stretching through the fabric Elvar has draped over the window. When your eyes finally flutter open, the boy plants a gentle kiss on your cheek. He speaks with a gentle voice, staying very aware of the likeliness you have a hangover. "I fetched some tea when you are ready."
Sa'sori 'Kalisreavil' |
Sa'sori groans. Eventually muttering back, 'thanks.. be-loved. So... sore...what d~did you do to me..last night...? {sigh}...so tired.'
And drifts back off to fitful sleep...
Sa'sori 'Kalisreavil' |
There is something... perversely satisfying to Evlar seeing the beautiful young half-elven woman slowly push herself up; her long honey-colored hair wildly hanging down over her bare shoulders, and back {almost obscuring her face} with her long delicately pointed ears poking out from the cascades of hair and her large breasts bouncing from the motion as she brings a hand to her forehead~ knowing he was the one who so thoroughly sexed her to such grogginess! Her red-hued arcane tatoos traced across her bare flesh only make the image of her even more enticing to the eye as she settles to propping herself up on an elbow, exposing a lovely pair of bulging breasts... nipples temptingly pert, to take the cup of tea with her free hand sipping at it blearily.
The Room may still have the, now faint, scent of evening sex.. but even groggy, hungover and sore... Sa'sori's fragrant hair and flesh smell of sweaty lust... and she is STILL radiantly beautiful in the morning as the slices of sunlight catch upon her bare skin. Her Violet eyes Dark and seething in the shadows...drawing one in...
Evlar can have NO DOUBT that she made a KINGDOM'S RANSOM of money for her CALISTRAN Temple... as already desire is filling him with just the sight of her...!
Sa'sori mutters bitterly, "Will someone stop pounding my head with sledgehammers...! NO MORE Dwarven ale! Its HELL's VERY own BREW!"
Sa'sori 'Kalisreavil' |
Sa'sori smirks, continuing her sipping of the tea, "Well you big stud.. I'll not be walking straight today... but beyond this pounding hangover and walking funny for the next few days.. I should be ok. But... no more drunken sex... I'm only mortal you know!"
She chuckles, her tone.. betraying how much she enjoyed it anyways...
DM_Kumo Gekkou |
He moves in pressing his forehead to yours, arms scooping to the small of your back as he stares into your eyes. "I tried to wait until morning. You're the one who insisted. Though, I didn't mean to slip into the wrong hole during." He shudders softly at the thought, "Even if it was incredible."
He then closes the cap, pressing his lips to yours.
Sa'sori 'Kalisreavil' |
Sa'sori can't help but coo softly~ at his tender kiss.
She pulls him close squishing her large soft breasts against his bare chest and slowly lifting a leg to somewhat hook it around his waist... clearly signs of her soreness from her normal dancer's dextrous cat-like movements.. but the ardor of her fiery kiss.. leave no doubt all is forgiven and already forgotten.
She leans back pulling him atop her face to face.. her hot breath tickling his nose and cheeks.
Her voice a sensuous whisper, 'It was not your fault... my sweet. I've been drunk before.. and ..I know.. what it does to me! You gave me just what I was desiring~ I'm sure. But you'll have to be a little more gentle this morning... ok?'
Sa'sori 'Kalisreavil' |
Sa'sori lifts a hand to Evlar's cheek caressing it gently; her pretty violet eyes twinkle~ full of adoration, "Your so sweet... I Love you!"
DM_Kumo Gekkou |
Elvar will grab a small bowl of water he has resting on the nightstand and ask you to use your magic to warm it back up. Once the water is warm, he takes the rag inside the bowl and rings it out, before sliding the warm damp cloth between your legs. Gently washing his dried seed off your legs, crotch, and bum. He is surprisingly willing to touch his own seed, a trait uncommon in most men.
As he is washing you, he begins to speak again. "I saw Ashlyn downstairs earlier, she wanted to speak to you if you're up for it. I warned her you weren't feeling well though. If you aren't."
Sa'sori 'Kalisreavil' |
Sa'sori could instantly clean herself and him with a simple cantrip.. but she smiles... unwilling to interrupt the tender attention he so lovingly is displaying for her.
"Uhm.. sure I can speak with Ashlyn... the more I move about.. the sooner my body will work-out the residual booze from my system.. and this head ache will lessen and eventually vanish."
DM_Kumo Gekkou |
Elvar pulls his hand back ringing out the water once more glancing down to inspect his work. "Good?" He asks simply, before leaning in to kiss you again.
Once your satisfied with his work, he will rise up and dress, wearing the outfit and armor you bought for him, sliding his weapon belt onto his hip with both weapons danging from it.
Sa'sori 'Kalisreavil' |
Sa'sori beams, nodding in approval... accepting a parting kiss.
Rolling to the edge of the bed she gains her feet somewhat unsteadily and stretches... lifting her hair and untangling it to hang down her back but only succeeding in making herself look even more ravished as her hair is a wild mop cascading down her naked lovely tattooed body. She yawns softly ... before she begins casting...
Her spells make short order of braiding, cleaning, perfuming her hair and body ...quickly dressing herself as clothing flies to her and she drapes her enchanted armor over her slim frame strapping on her weapons belts. Today she is wearing her sea blue blouse, which offsets her vibrant eyes.
She smiles at Evlar and walking past him head held high she give hims a sharp slap on the butt... with a leering grin.. as she strides for the door... deck boots punctuating every sensuous step... if a little uncertain step, subtle signs of her {ahem} soreness...