Azathomaria - IC, please read first post

He bows to her. "You can call me Kes for short. I know it's a mouthful. The whole thing runs something to the effect of Kestra'chern sheyana Leshyaea. It's a pleasure to meet you. I came here out of curiosity, and the feeling that someone here would have use for my skills. Fantasies are what nourishes the soul, and fantasies are what I specialize in." He looks her up and down, his eyes darkening with appreciation of what he sees. His golden skin darkens with what might be a blush, or maybe just anticipation.
 
Sin

She smiles and bows her head ever so slightly. "That is a definate mouth full. Pleasure to meet you Kes."

"I am sure there is something you can provide." She let the words linger there, letting him fill in the blank in his own mind. "And what talent is this you have?" Her voice husky naturally, she let's it lower slightly, her nympho genes taking over.

She moved back a step, her eyes moving from head to foot and back up to meet his eyes. She smiled brighter, "Come, a tour is needed. You can choose any room you like here. You can visit another if you so choose to. Watch others in their mating rituals, what ever makes your heart beat a little harder." She gave him a wink before taking his hand and pulling him along the hall with her.
 
He follows along happily, if a bit in a daze. "For right now I think I'd just like to watch, hopefully with you. I was trained in fulfilling whatever fantasies you, or anyone, might have. But this, of course, requires some effort getting to know what those fantasies are. My biggest one is seeing an utterly satisfied, satiated smile on someone's face, and knowing I was the cause of it."

(OOC: alas, alack, I have to go to work real soon now, so I didn't want to start something too involved. I get home at around eight-thirty, and it should take me until nine to kick Vandal off the computer)
 
Sin

"A noble quest, I am sure you will be able to do all that and more." She smiled moving along.

"We have a swamp thing, rather interesting species there. Since plants are unisexed, I am sure it can provide a wild time." She remembered very clearly what that plant could do and shivered.

"We have a feline waiting to punish someone, yet he is alone at the moment. I am sure someone soon will come to be dominated?" She glanced at him and motioned him forward. "Our local demon is enchanted by a magical gal, currently enbraced behind locked doors. However, there is always a way to see inside." She winked with a naughty knowing grin.

"And then there is my own paradise down the hall, but it too is empty. We are still awaiting guests who wish to find pleasure, but we find time to amuse ourselves." She stopped again by the lamp she was shown and pulled it down, showing Kes inside with the wave of her hand. "Go in and see?"



ooc: (good luck getting vandal off the pc ;) hehe)
 
He notes the shiver, and warms in sympathy. He can see a sensual soul in need of remedial therapy. He sways a bit closer to her, his black and silver hair falling in a sheath to the floor. "I think I'd prefer to stick with you for right now. Plants really. . aren't my thing. Permit me to dance attendance on you instead."


(see you later? Mrrow? I'm enjoying muchly)
 
Sin

Her brow cocks slightly as she turns her head and meets his gaze. "Dance attendance? On me?" She chuckles. Closing the door she ponders this idea.

"The idea of someone dancing around me does prove to be an interesting thought." Her eyes twinkled yet again with mischief in her mind, she pictured actual dancing and chuckled again.

"I think I am going to like knowing you, you are rather amusing. That is a compliment by the way." She moved forward, taking him into her darkly decorated room. "Would you like to enter my room or shall we find you one of your own first?" She waited his reply.



ooc: Will be here, lurking somewhere. :) Have fun @ work.. Or try too :)
 
Vandal begins the twitching of orgasm and fires burning load after burning load of demonic seed into his lover. The sensation is enough to make most cum all over again. He holds her tightly, always the romantic, turning sideways in the room from the inertia caused by his embrace aiming to miss a collision of heads.
 
"Thank you for the compliment. But for now, seeing as I don't know this place very well, I would like to see your room." His strange mixture of sincere politeness and practiced sensuality are somewhat at odds, and make for an appealing combination.
 
Sin

Smiling, she understood his awkwardness in this new place. Granted she never felt the same, but as bold as she was, she made herself welcome where ever she went. Little was denied her, something she never took for granted but just knew could be done if she so chose.

Being the polite hostess to the Demon's castle was proving to be rather interesting.

"Come this way Kes, I will be more than happy to show you my lair..." She almost called it a den of sin but felt she best behave at least for a few more minutes. Biting back a chuckle, she moved along the halls, letting her hips sway seductively as she went. Opening the door, she moved within and proceeded to open the drawn curtains.

"It has a lovely view on the balcony of the gardens below and a nice comfortable king sized bed. As well as other quirks such as a private bath. Make yourself at home Kes." She moved to the bed and swerved a little and sat in a chair to the side instead.

"What would you like to do? Get aquainted? A tour was given already.. I am afraid it has been awhile since I entertained guests.. I have to search for something to entertain you with." Her eyes roamed his frame yet again, she couldn't seem to help herself.
 
Kes studies her with a series of sideways glances, seeming to look more at the rest of the room, which absolutely pales in comparison to her. The wicked thoughts beginning to bubble through his mind are visible as the flow of his muscles gets smoother as he glides about the room. There is something vaguely reminiscent of birds in his motions, with their darting and swooping grace. He appears to almost be a statue of a man, cast in gold, onyx, silver and sapphire, normal in all the details, but strangely attenuated. There is, however, nothing ethereal about the glow of tension around him. "I'm sure you have many means of entertainment at your disposal, my lady." He turns to her, meeting her gaze directly, "And I'd love to sample them at your leisure."
 
Sin

Her eyes followed him around the room, he looked almost if he was stalking something. Smoothly he moved, it was more than her eyes could resist as she followed each little flow of movement.

Her hands steepled before her lower face, her lips unconsciously brushed against her fingers, her mouth watering oddly enough. This was more than her visual senses were used to. Was he doing it on purpose? Was it natural god given grace? It was something unnamable. Her head tilted a little to the side her eyes holding his a moment before she found the ability to speak.

"I have many ways of entertaining, 'tis true." All she said as her voice seemed to take on a husky quality, a dead give away her mood. His word sample sent a shiver and many visions through her mind.

She felt as if she was playing a word game with him, his seductive tones couldn't be missed, but she barely knew him. Perhaps it was how he normally spoke? Only one way to find out was to test the waters.

She unfolded from the chair and stood up, moving towards him slowly she smiled. "And what is it you would like to sample Kes?" Picking up a pear from the blow on the bedside table, I held it out to him. "Perhaps something sweet? Something that tingles the taste buds?" She moved closer holding it out to him.
 
The pear floats up out of her hand, and splits itself into eighths. A single drop of the pear juice lands on her lip, as he sway steps closer. "Sweet is pleasant, but I've found it gains new flavor when combined with salt." With that he steps close enough to lightly lick the droplet off her lips, more a tease than a demand. His deep blue eyes grin down into hers. "Or perhaps you'd prefer to get to know each other a bit more first."
 
Sin

Her eyes widened a little as he manipulated the pear before her eyes. Smiling, she almost accused him of showing off but restrained herself.

The juice drop on her lips was nearly licked off my her own tongue but his words halted her as he moved towards her. Pulse quickening slightly, she nodded her head as his tongue lapped across the plump surface.

She inhaled deeply, her scalp tingling slightly from the contact, she took his scent deeply into her lungs and felt herself melt a little more.

Here was a professional, erotic male. One in which she hadn't come into contact with before. He hovered near her, near enough she didn't have to move towards him to be shadowed by his form.

Awareness tingled through her and she knew she would give him anything he asked for if she weakened any further. She needed to regain a little of her self control, even though her nympho side was pleading with her to give in and pounce on him. This game was just too much fun to abdandon so quickly.

"Perhaps.." A noncomittal reply as she gave him a dark sexy look of her own. Reaching into the air, she plucked a piece of pear and held it between her fingertips. "And perhaps I need a sample of this myself to see it's appeal?" She cooed softly as she brushed the juicy pear over his bottom lip. Letting the pear go, she moved forward and repeated the same he had done to her, only she suckled on his bottom lip after he tongue traced the seam.

Moaning and smiling, she backed away slightly, her eyes opening and meeting his. "This appeals to me as well. What else would you like to sample?" She retreated a step but remained close. One mind telling her to behave the other urging her on. Her fingers trailed down his arm before caressing the palm of his hand.
 
He closed his eyes as she traced her tongue over his lips and set the nerves alight. He fought down the shivers of delight and need her delicate touch evoked, reminding himself, <you are here to give her what she needs, not what you want. and she obviously wants to play.> His kind specialized in combining training with honest emotion, and he didn't want to fail himself or her. When he opened his eyes again after a long beat, he channeled all of his desire through them, looking down at her through a heat haze. His hand slid up her arm, to gently cup her jaw and draw a velvet thumb across one perfect cheekbone, hoping not to drown in the eyes above it. In a voice roughened by his internal struggles, "Perhaps the different combinations of flavors to be found in other places, of the mind or the body. Although I think the boundary between the two could blur very easily. . ." as he projects some of what he's feeling into the air of the room, not wishing to intrude on her private thoughts, only to share with her the beauty of the iridescence between them.
 
Sin

The air sizzled with heat, his gaze radiating alot of it towards her as well. He was affected by her as much as she was by him. She decided perhaps playing a game and skirting the inevitable was a waste of time for the both of them? And perhaps not?

She had a choice to make and she had made it when her heart beat leapt painfully almost in her breast from the mere tease of his tongue. He had yet do to anything more, not even kiss her but it was enough to know she had to have him... At least for the time being until he found something more interesting to play with.

Her hands reached out and caressed his skin through his clothing, her eyes looking up into his, she was lost in their depths. He was seducing her without much trouble at all. She was a weak creature and for once loved the word 'weak'.

"I think perhaps I like the idea of you 'dancing' to my whims." Her husky voice whispered near his lips as she moved closer. Drawn like a moth to flame, she wanted more. His heat drew her, the promises of the unknown now tickling the edges of her mind.

"I think..... perhaps.. no, I know I want to feel those hands of yours. Do you wish to explore? To be explored?" She vanished before his eyes and reappeared wearing nothing but the long flowing hair on her head and an alluring smile. "No more games or wasted words. I wish to rest and I would like it if you joined me." She moved to the bed and sat upon the downy softness. She stared over at him, waiting.
 
It only took him a moment to react to her change of pace. As he looked down upon her inviting form, he knew it would half kill him to refuse. Good thing he had no intention of refusing. He pulled the black leather tunic up over his head, threaded his hair out from it as well, and dropped it as the useless shell it was. The boots and trousers followed shortly, and within a brief period of time, he was sliding himself onto the bed with her, his long fingers beginning to lightly trace along her limbs as he curled himself around her. As he began to nuzzle and nip his way up one of her arms, she heard the faint murmur, "Wouldn't want you to get cold. . ."
 
Sin

She watched as he disrobed, again like a magnet her gaze was drawn to him and she couldn't seem to draw away from him. As he began to disrobe and reveal himself to her, she felt her skin flush and her body heat instantly. He was indeed graceful looking, sleek almost. Appealing.

Her pulse quickened, her body tingled. She had the urge to touch him, caress him and explore him with her lips as well. She bit back a groan, her own mind driving her into a heated frenzy. She had to slow herself down, enjoy the moment more instead of rushing things.

He crawled into the bed, her eyes were closed as she thought of spring time to ease her rising arousal. She could feel the bed dip under her weight and jumped only slightly as his hand came into contact with her side. His lips trailed up her arm, his perfect teeth nipping here and there as he slid against her.

"One could not.." Her thoughts scattered a moment. Inhaling she regathered her mind and finished the sentence. "Worry much about being cold around you Kes. You're boiling my blood without much effort." She smiled as she admitted it to him, she had nothing to hide and did not wish to.

She stretched slightly, purring like a contented kitten as he nuzzled her. Her lids parted, her eyes stormy and swirling with shades of blue as she turned her eyes to his. She rolled towards him, her hand moving to his arm. "May I?" She tenderly touched him, her fingers itching to explore.
 
The heated explosion from his created a ripple effect in my body, my own pleasure echoing his as we spun lazily as we overcorrected for movement, it reminded her of the expressing falling in love, this sort of heady free feeling. While love was far from her mind she did wonder what kind of demon he was to be such a mix of passion and tenderness. She spun a web beneath them before the gravity began returning and they drifted/dropped to the mesh web beneath them as her breathing returned to normal.
 
Vandal landed with his lover on the web spun over the floor of the drastically changed room. He looked at her through the wake of orgasm to see her smiling, and he smiled back.

"So, was that enjoyable?"
 
"Need you even ask?" I chuckled softly as I answered his question with a question and glanced over at him. "It certainly made my visit here very worthwhile." Her fingers ran along his body, enjoying the warm feel of his flesh.
 
Vandal relished in her touch. She certainly had a way with the natural order of things. She certainly had a way with him, at least, and he figured it was her way.

"I hope this will not conclude your visit?" he asked, wanting to keep her here for as long as possible.
 
"For now, there is no where else I have to be or wish to be," she huskily murmured watching as her fingers danced along the scars, tracing one line to see it merge to another, following them along his skin. Breathing a soft word to make the scarred skin sensitive to her touch. "I assume you are able to stay longer as well?" She emphasized the word longer as her leg moved between his teasing.
 
Vandal noticed her accentiation of the word and was intrigued. Few times had he had the pleasure of an enchantress, and they kept proving more and more...useful.

Just then an explosion could be heard outside the walls of the keep, a rattling sound that one as used to being at home in such a place was not accustomed to hearing. Vandal's smile immediately dropped from his face.

"I apologize m'lady, but unfortunately, duty may be calling."
 
her lips twisted in a pouty but knowing smile, "I hope I am still around upon your return, or I shall have to find a way to summon you to my side." With a flick of the wrist they were lying on the bed and the room had returned to it's original state.
 
As clothes began to ravel around Vandal, he leaned down to Intriguess' ear and whispered a name. Then he stood back up, and the garb completed itself around his frame.

"That is my celestial name. Speak it with invokation, and you will find me."

With that, he began to leave the room, a look of angry seriousness crossing his face. He walked down the hallway to the battlements, where he saw a vicious storm brewing. And beneath the storm was a man. In this man was horror, pain, and anger. He was evil incarnate, more evil than the demon that looked upon him.

He was the perfect predator, and he would never stop.
 
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