Fisherman's Wharf

[Moneytalks]

Vixen...

Vixen smiled at Cervantes reply. He was indeed... cocky. She was not altogether sure that this displeased her though. It had been quite awhile since a man amused her this much.

"and truly, how typical of a man to feel the need to draw blood to prove himself..." she retorted. She noted his reply to the barmaid and she was woman enough to know what his look her way implied. This time when she stepped forward she rested her hand on his chest. She looked up at him her own eyes holding a smoldering promise. She licked her bottom lip slowly enticing him with the image of it. Her other hand slid upwards until it rested on his shoulder. She urged him towards her even as she stretched up to meet him.

Her soft lips touched his and he felt her mouth open to him. As the kiss deepened he felt the sharpness of her teeth but he didn't cry out, he only held her tighter making her squirm. He captured her gasp of surprise in his own mouth and Vixen clung to him to stop herself from falling. As they parted her voice was distinctly husky, "perhaps I could help slacken your thirst M'Lord?"

 

[Ravenloft]

Re: Vixen...

Cervantes:

Little did Vixen know that her bite had only urged him on. Just as her sweet gasp gave him a sence of power. The men that had stepped forward formed a tight cresent wall around Cervantes and Vixen. Surely the only thing keeping them from attacking was her presence within the half circle. Cervantes seemed to pay them no mind as his gaze was locked on Vixen. "And if I took the lady Vixen up on her offer, would you fine folks bow out gracefully, or, as she said, would you have to prove yourselves with blood? Eather way, I do intend to drink deeply of her as I would a fine wine." He was addressing the converged mass of perturbed men, and still he kept his eyes on her. He flicked his tongue along the inside of his mouth to taste the blood that she had drawn. the taste of it only made his lustful smile widen.

 

[RoseThorn]

Rose

Rose sighed and walked into the Fisherman's Wife. A week of walking had gotten her here. And she hoped to the gods no one from that week's walk away came to find her.

Was it her fault she lacked any other skills besides stealing? Well...that and a few intersting street fighting moves.

Still...it payed well. Though lifting those jewels from that prince might have been a bit much. Her purse was full of coins though and the jewels were hidden in her inner cloak pocket. She felt...good. And in need of a drink. She pushed a strand of long black hair away from her hazel eyes. Sitting down at the bar she sighed and waited to order a drink, turning to watch the floor show in the mean time...

 

[Moneytalks]

Vixen...

... seemed to suddenly take note of the men surrounding them. With an annoyed frown she jerked her head indicating they should take their leave. They hesitated and her eyes flashed. She turned deliberately to face them and cocked her head, her eyes starring down the largest of them.

"I said I could handle it... leave us be..." Her voice brooked no discussion. The men dispersed, all but the tallest of them who continued to stare into her eyes. She sighed in exhasperation. "I know... I'll be there on time... don't fret so..." He seemed to digest this slowly. He glanced across at Cervantes once before nodding his head towards Vixen in acknowledgement and he too joined the others at another table.

Vixen watched him take his leave before she turned back to Cervantes. She smiled. "You were saying something about... drinking deeply M'Lord?" She prompted cheekily with a wink. She too tasted his blood as she licked her lips. God he was just a stunning man, she mused as she openly admired him.

"I have a room..."

 

[Roland Gilliad]

*His eyes wandered to the door* The party can begin now...Because the MAN is Approaching..*the heavy sound of the steel Shod boots could be heard, Count Rolando Grasping the knives and sliding them into different places on his body for easy use, The footsteps approached closer, people cleared away from the door, not in fear, but in respect, a Heavy hand was laid on the door, it was pushed open and in walked the 6 foot 10 inch tall Rolando Gilliad, His hand Resting upon the hilts of a bastard Sword, His eyes were cold and Cauculating, Thousands of years of wisdom Behind them, and that everpresent Hidden Fire, Signifying his Status as a Master Redmage, His eyes scanned the room, meeting with bowed heads from the normal people present At last his eyes Came to rest on The younger Rolando, Whom he set a hard hand upon his shoulder and grinned, Leaning against the wall, the crowd went back to watching the two, he cocked an eyebrow and grinned at her* I dont Belive it...It's been years.....*he said, a slight hint of astonishment in his voice* Way too many years....*His usual, Cocky demenor the only thing holding back the obvious elation in his eyes, His position had changed from leaning to Surprised stance, as he kept his eyes on vixens face alone* Damnit Vixen..You never turn it off do you...*He says, grinning and motioning to the wierdo holding him*

 

[Moneytalks]

Vixen...

... turned to face Roland Snr. She didn't seem surprised. "Really Roland... could it be that you've grown a tad wiser over the years, or perhaps more stupid?" She scowled.

"You were always one for the overly grand entrance." She flicked her long braid over her shoulder. An amused look crossed her features. "I still recall stealing from you the first time... it's still a hobby I have... however your... " she nodded at the young Roland, "your boy here says you've been looking for me." She laughed. "Well, you've found me!" She didn't move away from Cervantes, but she eyed Roland warily.

"If you've only come to catch up... it can wait until the morrow... as you've so kindly pointed out already... I have certain committments..." she trailed off pointedly while resting her hand on Cervantes arm.

 

[Ravenloft]

Cervantes:

"To your room then..." Cervantes said simply and began to move with her in that direction, until Rolando Snr. made his entrance. The fool dared to stall him from feasting upon this woman? Cervantes regarded him less than graciously. As the two talked and Vixen placed her hand on his arm, Cervantes looked down at the slim lenth of her arm. He took her hand in his and cupped her elbow with his other hand. Lifting her arm to his mouth he bit her skin. Holding it between his teeth he ran his tongue against the captured flesh.

 

[Roland Gilliad]

*He grinned slightly, and turned, fingering the hilt of his Blade* Son...Give me a Good Reason why i should Not Put an arrow through that mans head...*His son came beside him* Cos I don think Miss Vixen would think Too Highly of you if you did..*He nodded* Ah...True...Well, Shall we Be off Till tomorrow? *he said, Smiling at his son* I have a great many things to take care off....Prehaps you should just see if you can find that ladyfriend of yours....What was her name?? *he said, trying to remember it* Ah no worry...It will come to me...*he nodded sharply, his son spoke up* I belive you should get home soon, Lest they blame you for the usuall ruckess that goes on around here sometimes...*rolando Senior Grinned and walked out the door, laughing and waving to whomever he passed, The younger one watched the two warily, growling softly under his breath, He snatched his cloak from the wall and threw it around him, Going and sitting in the corner, he brought the hood over his head, after he had been fully obscured, he slowly began to nurse a glass of the Finest Wine, Juggling an Exceptionally Long Dagger in his single free hand, his soft brown eyes flickering under his hood* Excuse me...*a Voice from the side asked, he tilted his head to address the lady* Yes? How can i help you?

 

[Moneytalks]

Vixen...

... felt her body shiver in response to the feel of his teeth apon her skin. She eyed him seductively as she led the way to her room. With her back to him she allowed herself a delighted smile... my but she looked forward to unwrapping this one.


**********


Trinity took this opportunity to address the young Count Rolando. "Excuse me... " she addressed him hesitantly. As he replied she found herself again at a loss for words. Finally finding her courage again she continued... "do... do you know M'Lady Vixen well?"

 

[Ravenloft]

Cervantes:

The moment Vixen and he were in her room Cervantes turned her about to face him and sought her neck. He wasted no time with her. His teeth hummed to feel her flesh between them once more. His hands grasped her butt roughtly as he brought her hard against his body. As he had with her arm, he took the gentle flesh of her neck between his teeth. For a moment he held her to him like this. Then with ease he pushed her back onto the bed behind her and went to his knees, working at her leather pants, pulling them over the curves of her hips in short order. He leaned in and bit at the flesh of her stomach. He shot his lusting eyes up at her as he tugged once more at her pants. They slipped over her thighs now. He bit at her lower now, mere inches from her cunt. He held this flesh between his teeth as her pants fell to the floor. His hands slipped between her legs, forcing them apart. He pulled away, letting his teeth drag off her skin as he did. Looking down at her, it felt as though his gaze alone was penetrating her bared, open cunt.

 

[poohlive]

Joach looked at the inn. A help wanted sign was on the front window. It looked dusty but it was the only place advertising. He walked around to the back.
"Excuse me..."
A woman rushed past him, "Did you see any coins around here?"
Joach shook his head, "No ma'am."
"I bet you stole them, empty your pockets, now!"
Joach did as he was told, his few coins rattled to the floor.
"I knew it!"
Joach shook his head again, "No ma'am. These are mine, the precious few that they are. That is why I came here, I am in search of a job, and the sign out front says..."
She smiled brightly, "You want to be the new waitress huh?"
She laughed heartily. Joach didn't know many words, all he saw was job. He nodded.
"I guess so."
"Well, all right, pick up your coins, and get to work," she threw an apron at him.
As Joach ran inside he heard, "There are a few customers, get them what they want to drink."
He waved his hand as he went behind the bar. His heart raced.

 

[Moneytalks]

re: Cervantes...

Vixen gasped in delight at the sheer lust she saw in his eyes as he gazed at her most private parts. Her breath was coming in short quick breaths as she gazed wantonly back at him. Her hands reached up for his shirt tugging it with skilled fingers baring his chest. She whimpered with pleasure at the sight of him.

Her warm brown eyes darkened with desire so that they appeared almost black. She watched his own blue eyes as they ravished her. She wanted him... oh how she wanted him. She didn't know what it was about him. Perhaps the fear his sheer strength inspired. Perhaps the raw animal like urgency of him.

"Please..." she murmered knowing her voice sounded like a plea but unable to say it any different. Her hands seemed so small resting in his shoulders... still she urged him closered... arching her chest just slightly as she let her hands slide gently down his strong arms. She noted the shiver her gentle touch evoked and was pleased that her desire was returned...

 

[Ravenloft]

Cervantes:

As he had bitten her flesh before he did again. This time his teeth found her most tender spot. As he worked his teeth and tongue against her he lifted her legs up over his powerful shoulders. It was as if he were breathing his lusts into her, she began to feel her control slipping. Through a hazed vision she saw him pulling free of his own pants. He rose up, her legs still up on his shoulders and with one simple motion was inside of her. He threw his head back with a deep moan from the sensation of entering her. Then he looked down upon her. God! To be inside his mind! To be burnning with the smoldering lust within him! Not even he, himself knew how he handled such keen hungers at times. At first he went slowly, tracing along her skin with his rough fingers, more to get the fullest sence of her, to make her real in his mind, than to give her pleasure. though he could well see that it was. It wasn't long before he was making her body shake with the impact of his thrusts. At one point he was forced to hold her hips tighty so that she did not slip off the bed with the sheer force of his love making. At one point he seemed so empassioned that it caused Vixen a twinge of fear.

 

[Roland Gilliad]

*He smiled from under his hood* no m'dear...However, She is an old friend of my fathers...*he sighed a bit, knowing EXACTLY what his dad was doing now and he sighed, It had taken him YEARS to at last realize how much she ment to Him, his eyes flickered as he looked up at the room door, seemingly innocent, He could almost feel the happenings within and he shuddered, he stared at the cieling for a moment, he stopped juggeling the knife, holding it's hilt in his hand, His jewel like eyes almost.....gentle.....He wondered what to do next, he looked at trinity as he saw the nervousness within her* Are you Going to be Alright M'lady?? You look absolutely distressed...

 

[Moneytalks]

VIXEN:

Vixen felt herself loosing control. It was a fearful experience on her part... still the pleasure she felt was undeniable. She moaned lustily with every pounding thrust he administered.

Her heart was pounding even as she clenched her thighs tightly drawing him deeper. She wasn't sure which emotion was stronger... lust... fear... awe... all was confusion as she rode the wave of pleasure he was driving into her.

Her body arched suddenly and he felt her clamping down on his raging manhood almost squeezing the life from him before she let out a scream as the intense orgasm crashed through her. Her nails biting into the flesh of his shoulders and still he kept moving. Her head shaking left to right as if to deny that this could go on... and yet her trecherous body responded to his without question.

She managed to open her eyes... her chest heaving as she panted with the intensity of their union. The slight sheen to his skin only adding to his attractiveness. She bit her lip as she felt the tell tail signs of her body's own reaction to him rising again. He was so violent in his passions and she knew that the fear of it only added to the excitment for her.

She pulled his face closer until her own lips found the skin of his neck. She sucked greedily tasting the salty taste of him before she returned the favours he had bestowed apon her earlier... biting down before letting her tongue lap at the soft bite mark she left there. Then his churning piston-like thrusting had her incapable of doing anything but feeling...

 

[Moneytalks]

TRINITY:

Smiled nervously in response to Rolando's inquiry. "Nay... I'm fine kind Sir... I... I'm not used to these surroundings... I fear I stand out overly much."
She bit her lip considering her next words carefully.
"I... I had come here in hope of asking Lady Vixen's assistance... herself and a few others I know frequent these establishments..." she paused here... "I had mistaken you for your father M'Lord... I had hoped he would help me also." She too looked up at the closed door of Vixen's room then back at Rolando. "I might ask you the same question you asked me M'Lord... are you okay?"

 

[Ravenloft]

Cervantes:

This woman, this Vixen beneath him, with her many reactions to his roughness with her, made him smile. Her finger nails biting into his flesh nearly brought him over the edge himself. When she thrashed her head side to side as she came, as though to denigh it Cervantes only grew more forceful, if that were possible. His own fingers dug into her hips as she drew him down so that she could taste his necks saltiness. "Vixen, claw at me... I need you to..." He breathed as he fixed his lusting, needing eyes on her own, hazed over as they were. She could feel how close he was to spilling his seed deep into her. It was the only real weakness he had shown her save for his easily manipulated lusts.

 

[RoseThorn]

Rose

Rose smirked as the "couple" left for a room. She motioned a nearby waitress over and got a room herself for two or three days.

She looked around the small cozy room and dropped her bag and cloak on a chair. She fell across the bed with a sigh. She raised an eyebrow and smirked at the sounds from next door.

Looks like she found the floor show. Well, that could mean a few extra coins...People slept like dead after a good round of sex.

[Edited by RoseThorn on 12-03-2000 at 04:49 PM]

 

[Moneytalks]

Vixen moaned estatically as she realised how close he was... she flexed her fingers and did as she was bid. Her nails clawing into his skin as she gripped him tightly as another earth shattering orgasm crashed through her. She had a strength that indeed belied her petite looks and she was overwhelmed by the sheer force of the man who so easily seemed to handle her.

Her legs wrapped around him as did her arms... he felt her nails scratching across his back as she lost herself to the sensations. Her voice wanton and husky with desire... "M'Lord... please... come... come for me... " She bucked up against his thrusting loins and he felt her amazing muscle control as she milked his thrusting tool for the precious elixer she so desired.

"Yes... oh YES!" Her voice peaking even as her body did.

 

[Ravenloft]

Cervantes:

With a growl from Vixen's nails digging into his flesh and one mighty thrust Cervantes emptied nearly a quarter years worth of his hot seed into her slick and honeyed cunt. Its wonderous heat splashed against her cervix as he rested his head against her chest and took shallow, short thrusts. What a release it was for him to fill her with every last drop he had within him. Eventually he came to a stop as he layed atop her, the weight of him pleasent. He turned his lips up to her ear. "Ale has yeast little Vixen..." He stated simply.

 

[Moneytalks]

Vixen...

... paused slightly catching her breath as she digested this simple statement. In the after glow she enjoyed the heavy weight of him across her body... and then...

... she laughed. Tears filled her eyes in her amusement as she clung to his large frame chuckling. "Aye M'Lord... it would seem that yeast indeed plays a... BIG part in the whole scheme of things..." she buried her face into his chest and inhaled the manly scent of him.

 

[Roland Gilliad]

( *Blinks* Daaaaaaaaaaaaaamn...Talk about your quickies..)
*He smiles warily* I should be alright...My father is dissalusioned...He still belives the one i once called a friend still lives here...Unfortunately she moved away not too long ago..*Sighs and brings his knees to his chest, curling his arms around his legs and staring forward* I wonder sometimes...If i'll ever find someone....The chances are i wont though..*he says, giving a sad laugh* No one will come near me...I guess my father is far too infamous...*he peers up at the room But only I know that he has fallen in love with the lady Vixen....has he finally summoned up the courage to tell her so?? It would seem...however, i am not sure...* For me to ever have someone try and get close to me...I wish..*he sighs* I Wish for just one moment i wish i knew what i really was....who i really was....what im ment to be..*he shakes his head, trying not to stare at the room*

 

[Moneytalks]

OOC:... [ggls @ Roland's remark]... shut up you... it's not the SRP it's the ORP... [ggls]

IC:

TRINITY...

She regards him with open curiosity. "Those are indeed deep and troubling questions that everyone must find their own answers to eventually M'Lord..." she nodded comfortingly.

She takes a deep breath as she regards the Magician who still sits by himself across the way. She looks up to see... a male waitress? She blinks in surprise. How unusual.

 

[Ravenloft]

Re: Vixen...

Cervantes:

Making to pull out of her Cervantes quaked from the slightest movement. He would not be pulling out just yet it would seem. It was as though his body was chiding him for the premature attempt. He held her hips against him tightly as he rolled onto his back, a much more comfortable position for him... "Ah, Vixen, as you say... I have been far to long at sea... I cannot even withdraw from you..." He breathed as he looked down at their joining.

 

[Moneytalks]

Vixen...

... glanced down at their ajoined parts... her eyes widening in surprise. She felt his large shaft twitching even as it still rested inside her. She whimpered under her breath as she looked down into his eyes with surprise. He grinned cockily back at her.

Her lips parted softly as a sigh escaped her. His large hands manouvering her easily even though she straddled him. She found herself rocking against him. Feeling the thick hardness of him filling her even deeper if that was possible. She felt the combined juices of their earlier passions dribbled down her thighs as he thrust into her again. Her own cunt gripping on him tightly every time she rose only to fall against him again feeling his amazing width spreading her open all the more. She moaned shaking her head again in denial of this.

He only grunted as he continued his pistoning movements encouraging her to ride him. Her hands rested on his broad chest and her whole body trembled as she felt him filling her over and over again. A light sheen of sweat covered her body. Her breasts swayed with every movement tempting him. She moaned fretfully as she felt her passions rising yet again.