The Baker's girl - A tale of Gradzlata

[siobhancan99]

Ulricha runs her fingers softly along Ziva's skin "just relax. Ok? First.." she kisses along Ziva's inner thigh "you don't have to feel like you have to get there every time. Just... let yourself relax and like or don't like what's happening" she drags the tip of her tongue along next to Ziva's lips, not quite touching them "second... this is a bit of an acquired taste so... don't feel like you have to do it." Her strong hands cupped Ziva's ass and kneaded, spreading her cheeks. She kissed all around, her breath washing softly over Ziva's skin. She sucked at each of the girl's lips, tugging, gently kissing her like she was kissing a mouth. Her hands roam, stroking the smaller woman's back, then her hips, continually stroking and teasing.

Her short nails dragged softly along Ziva's skin to give her some contrast, and she sucked a little more firmly at each lip before dragging her flat tongue along them. She slipped it between, dragging along over her clit, flicking it, just grazing the very edge with the tip of her tongue. She circled around and around, then sucked gently "would you be more comfortable on your back pretty girl?"

 

[DramaNerdette]

Ziva's jaw dropped as Ulricha began to taste her, lick her, each motion bringing a new shiver, like electricity sparking through her core. "Gods, 'Richa..." she whimpered, reaching out, needing to hold onto something as her thighs trembled, grabbing onto the headboard and biting her lip, feeling her lover's hands exploring her skin, even as her lover's mouth explored her wetness. "... I like... holy shit I like." She laughed, trembling a bit as the tongue slide over her lips, the rough flat parting her, the lips brushing across her pearl.

She heard the offer to be on her back distantly, and nodded, before she realized that Ulricha, in the dark and with her mouth buried between her thighs, might not even see Ziva's eager agreement. "Yes please..." She said, he voice small and tight. She could feel a light sheen of sweat on her back, cold in the air of the room, though it only served to help her focus. She moved off of Ulricha's mouth, and slid down a little, kissing her, tasting herself in their shared passion, her hands on the blond's cheeks, moaning with need before rolling onto her back. Ziva squeezing her thighs together, enjoying the slickness of Ulricha's mouth and her wetness combined there, watching the valkyrie beside her for a moment before parting her thighs once more, an invitation extended.

 

[siobhancan99]

The tall Nord tugged off her shift and rolled atop Ziva. She wrapped her lips around a taut nipple and let her tongue dance across the tip as she sucked. one hand cupped the other breast and her stomach rested against Ziva's core. She rocked subtly, applying a gentle pressure to the girl's lips and her lips against the pearl at the apex of them. She purred "I'm glad you like it." her hands ran along Ziva's body, firmer now, squeezing, gripping. She kissed down along the flat expanse of Ziva's stomach, then skipped over the tuft of little black curls, running her tongue along between her lips and her thigh. She blew a soft breath over Ziva, then snaked her tongue back between her lips. She prodded experimentally at Ziva's entrance, tracing the very tip of her tongue just inside the girl, in a slow clockwise motion.

She sighed "mmmm I can tell you like" her hands cupped Ziva's ass, lifting her slightly, then her mouth sealed to Ziva's sex. Her tongue brushed soft and light, like a hummingbird's wing against Ziva, teasing and flicking across her pearl. Her soft lips wrapped around it, sucking, tugging into her mouth as her tongue lavished the girl with attention. Her strong hands kneaded the firm globes of Ziva's ass, cupping and supporting it as her mouth explored the girl.

 

[DramaNerdette]

Ziva breathed deep, trembling breaths as Ulricha's mouth and hands teased and loved her. Ulricha may have bade her to relax, but it was easier said than done when riding the blond beauty's tongue. Her hands pressed her own thighs wide, and then slid into her lover's hair, holding on even as her hips began to roll, pressing her sex into the eager mouth. The earlier soft wimpers began to give way to louder, needful moans and she looked down into Ulricha's eyes with a vulnerable hope. Hope for release? Hope that her own mouth might bring similar pleasures? Or possibly just hope that the moment would extend on forever. Ziva threw her head back as the tongue passed over her again, crying out, "Oh fuck yes, please 'Richa..."

 

[siobhancan99]

Ulricha's tongue fluttered with a swift and steady pace, flicking softly over the bean of Ziva's clit. Her strong hands held the girl in place, keeping her from thrashing so she could focus. Her lips sealed softly to Ziva's lips, tugging persistently but softly. Strong hands keep their firm grip, and she stared up along the lithe little thief's body. she flicks and darts her tongue softly across the bean. She releases with a soft sigh "You taste good" she flickers her tongue softly, fluttering and flicking. She sucks firmly again, her hands roaming, stroking along her body. She keeps her blue eyes staring up at Ziva's face in the near pitch black of the night, listening for her pleasure and her reactions more than looking for them.

 

[DramaNerdette]

Ziva's moans become more urgent, soft gasps giving away to cries of pleasure. Ulricha can feel the slender girl begin to tense up, trembling as her orgasm finally breaks like a dam. Her hips rub into the Nord woman's mouth, each motion another crash of pleasure. Finally, squirming, she can't take it any longer, "'Richa, please... oh gods, wait, too much!" Her breath coming quick, her muscles tight as bowstring. She pulled the blond up her body, and leaned forward, lips meeting in a fierce kiss, as the smaller woman wrapped herself around her lover, writhing against her as the aftershocks of her orgasm made themselves felt.

 

[siobhancan99]

Ulricha stops, pulling back so her lips are just so close to Ziva without touching. Her warm breath washes over Ziva's nether lips, and her hands gently hold her in place. She slips up when Ziva tugs her, kissing the smaller woman, wrapping her up in her embrace. She rolled to lay with them on their sides, her hand stroking Ziva's back, caressing, continually touching and exploring. She smiled "guess we can add that to the list of things you like" She kissed Ziva softly and slowly now, lingering on her lips, tugging gently at each. She held her in her strong arms, letting her come down in the shelter of that soft but powerful embrace. "you're adorable, Ziva. And Deadly."

 

[DramaNerdette]

Ziva laughed at the appellation, "...and you, dear Ulricha, are as clever as you are deadly." Her grin widened as she kissed her valkyrie on the lips, then cheek, then jaw, then side of the throat, "With your tongue as well as your mind, it turns out." Ziva's movements were almost lazy as she slid down the woman's body, trailing tiny kisses and licks as she went. Across the nape of her neck, and over her breast, lingering briefly atop a pert, excited nipple. Down the valley of her chest and over some truly astonishing abs. The kisses led her down to gently cuddle between Ulricha's thighs, smelling her excitement, her long, jet black hair draped over one of her lover's legs. She bent her mouth down and kissed next to the wetness, the blond's folds touching the corner of her lips, and then shifted to the other side to do the same. Little kisses all around her, as her fingers trailed up and down, growing more slick by the moment.

"You said I didn't have to return the favor." Ziva's voice was husky with lust, "It's ok if I want to though, right?"

 

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Ulricha drew her knees up so her feet lay flat, her thighs open. Her hand drifted down to run fingers softly through the dark tangle of Ziva's hair. "of course its ok" She sighed and propped herself up just a bit on a pillow, trying to see Ziva though it was almost perfectly dark. Another soft pleased sound escaped her lips as she felt Ziva's gentle kisses and exploring fingers. Her strong hand gathered in Ziva's hair, tugging softly, encouraging but not controlling. She wanted the little thief to take her time, to experience it all for herself and not be rushed in it. "I really want you to want it." She swallowed and kept her attention on her lithe little companion, enjoying... relishing.... each brush of fingers and tongue along her. The Delicacy with which she was approached.

 

[DramaNerdette]

Ziva ducked her head down and gave Ulricha's lips a small kiss, then another, and then a lick, and then another. Her hand's slid along the woman's thighs, as she began to slide her tonge between the lips, ending each pass with a gentle sucking kiss on the blond's button. Ziva found herself moaning at the taste, the sensation of her lover under her mouth, everything about the act. She began to lick more quickly, the rough flat of her tongue pressed against slick lips. Then she pulled back for a moment, sucking on two of her own fingers, before returning her attentions to the pearl, slipping her fingers into her lover, and curling them up against the sensitive inner places, finders gliding back and forth as she suckled.

 

[siobhancan99]

"fuck. yes. Curl them just like that" Ulricha's moan was loud enough that if someone was in the next room they definitely heard it. She tightened her grip on Ziva's roots, keeping her held between her legs. She closed her strong thighs to trap Ziva as well, holding her fast. "mmmmm you're a quick learner" Her breath came a little faster as she felt the smaller girl building her up, exploring her. "that feels so good Ziva. I like that." She squeezed Ziva's fingers as she felt them moving steadily, felt the pads of the fingertips brushing over and over again against her spot. She swallowed, shifting subtly to get exactly the angle and pressure she craved "you're doing so well.... just like that... everything you're doing is just right. Don't stop. mmmm don't stop."

 

[DramaNerdette]

Ziva met that pace, that urgency, flowing with her lover as her mouth and fingers rubbed against her over and over, each touch building the pleasure a little more. She moaned happily at Ulricha's obvious enjoyment, and the hand that wasn't trapped between the blond's thighs slid down between her own, rubbing herself to match what she was doing to the other woman. Soon they were both gasping with the need for release, the cold of the room all but forgotten in the heat of their lovemaking. Neither one of them particularly quiet in expressing themselves in the dark.

 

[siobhancan99]

The blond drew Ziva up in a swift motion, tugging her into her embrace and against her more generous curves. She wrapped a strong arm around the smaller girl and kissed her "You taste like me." Her voice was husky and low, thick still with her desire. She ran her strong hands along Ziva's smaller body, exploring, memorizing her. She kissed her again and again, plucking at her lips, holding her close. "that was wonderful, Ziva. Truly. Thank you." She sighed as her hand found Ziva's rump and massaged "So many hidden talents, my deadly Ziva. If you can make pfeffernussen I might fall for you." Her tone was joking, but she continued touching, caressing. She curled the smaller girl in against her and tugged up the blankets. "I assume you're staying where its warm tonight"

 

[DramaNerdette]

"Mmm hmm." Murmured Ziva happily. "Kasia told me I should find some warm young lover to heat the nights up with, and I'd be a fool to ignore the friendly advice, right?" she said with a grin in her voice. "Besides, you should have told me the secret to happiness was pfeffernussen. I'll have them delivered by the truckload for you." Ziva ran her hand up and down Ulricha's side languidly, their legs intertwining beneath the covers as the heat of their lovemaking began to lull her into slumber.

 

[siobhancan99]

Ziva woke to the warm embrace of Ulricha, who was wrapped around her like a blanket, and blankets, which were wrapped around Ulricha. There was still almost no light in the room, as Ulricha had wedged blankets into the window well to ward off the chill. When the smaller woman got up and removed them, some light filtered into the room. It was dim though, and she could make out ice and snow encrusted on the outside of the already cloudy glass. She woke before any but a servant, used to the early hours of a baker. When she made her way downstairs, the cook smiled and gave her some porridge made from stale bread and milk, with a little cinnamon and some raisins to boot. "It's not fit out there. It never snows that much in Gradzlata and certainly not this early in the year. Oh the weather will be terrible this winter." The woman nattered on a bit, and from the doorway Ziva heard the voice of the lady of the house "It snows this much this early in the Counties." The cook stammered "pardon your ladyship. I didn't know you were awake."

Jerina came in and sat unceremoniously at the table. "Why would you? I'm generally a late riser." When the cook made to rouse the other staff Jerina laughed softly "no need. There will be no deliveries to this elevation I'm sure. Around lunch they can take the carriage into town and collect what winter vegetables they can in the port. Fortunately I had the sense to lay in a good stock in the root cellar in case we were going to spend some time here. We shall need some preserved meat as well I'll wager, unless my husband wishes to return to his father's land."

"And when would you be expecting his lordship?"

"I... well I can't say a woman in my position ever fully expects her husband to return from something like this. I was hoping... yesterday perhaps. A few days in the dark, a little wine and a little adventure and then back up to light and safety and all that." She shifted "I mean, his father would pay to have him... brought back... but.." She shifted again, wringing her hands "I'd... you know I think I rather prefer he come home under his own power." She looked over at Ziva a moment "How long do people usually... stay... down there?"

 

[DramaNerdette]

"Well... it sort of depends ma'am, on mission and mindset. Some folks just go down looking for some cash. Those trips are quick, but that wouldn't be your husband. He's on an honor hunt, which brings us to mindset." Ziva sipped her hot tea, trying to decide how much to sugar coat this, then realizing she would be doing no one any favors by doing so. "Some men go into the dark to confront the monsters down there. Some men go into the dark because it's a mirror to the darkness in his own mind. He didn't seem... in a great place, emotionally, when he left. There's no telling how long it might take him to win the battle with whatever he's struggling with but... the deeps are not kind. Longer is not better." She take a bite of the porridge, thinking carefully. "If perhaps he had a reason to hasten his return, a letter from his father or you or something with trouble that required his attention, he might in his own mind be able to come back having seen to his honor sufficiently. But you'd know the man better than I. Does he seem the sort to, well, dwell on things?"

 

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Jerina consdiers "He... is considerate. Not in the sense of he thinks of others, but in that he is careful. Considered, I guess is more the term" She eats a bit of her porridge. "I don't know that we have any way to return him. That's the real problem. If we had a way to communicate, then I would not have to worry and honestly I could encourage him to return from this boondoggle. Honestly, I think he'd have preferred to go fight pirates or something. Even as children he was never a fan of enclosed spaces. He is with a few ne'er do wells though. The other sons of barons and the like from his father's fiefdom. He can't be weak in front of them if he's to rule them after his father is gone..."

 

[DramaNerdette]

"Hrm... and I don't mean to give you more cause for concern or anything, but I'm very much a worst case scenario kind of planner... but is there any possibility that some of them might be trying to get him out of the way? As I understand it, he's the last in line for his father's title. If he was to have an accident down there, some of those other sons of barons might stand to benefit." Ziva shakes her head and pushes away her drink. "I'm sorry, dark thoughts for a cold morning, I should not have put those on you. Two weeks. That's by and large the minimum for a decently equipped group. A day of gather and prep. A few days getting there, a few more in, then reverse it all again. If they're striving to be brave? Perhaps three weeks. If the aim is suicide by monster, then four." She stands up, and looks down at her charge, speaking quietly. "If it comes to it, sometimes, rarely, rescues are mounted. But only if there's some idea where down there he intended to venture. The dark is wide and deep and not gentle to idle tourists."

 

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Jernia did not seem to care for the answer but she nodded "thank you for your candor, Ziva. I will not be going anywhere today so you may take the day to do whatever you feel you need to do. Though I suspect that much will be closed if the city is not used to the weather." Jerina took her porridge upstairs and Ziva could hear the bath running. Ulricha remained stubbornly asleep as if sensing that the day was a waste. Their guests roused themselves, but Mrs. Simic sent the team out to see if the road was safe before setting out. Kasia pulled Ziva aside while preperations were being made to leave. "If you want to know more about the elf-lord." Elf-Lord stated with dripping irony... "You should go see Kemal. It will cost you though, even if its free. Still. Nobody knows what goes on in this town more than Kemal. Not even Kazimir's spymasters."

 

[DramaNerdette]

"So, at the expense of seeming like an utterly small time rube in front of a pretty, intimidating, and dangerous fellow ne'er-do-well... where can I find Kemal to have that little chat? I've got the day off, but I'm not sure I've ever had the pleasure of a conversation with them." Ziva watched Kasia's party getting prepped, idly scanning the bags they were loading up, as if she could see through the cotton and silk and spot potentially purloined silverware and candlesticks hidden within. "By the way, I have to say, good advice on keeping warm. Much appreciated." Her face lit up in a shit eating grin at the brief shock of surprise in Kasia's eyes, and gave her a quick smack on the ass since no one was looking. She was definitely feeling feistier than her normal, carefully contained self. She decided that it was probably Ulricha's influence, and probably also a good thing. "Oh and hey, how long before I should start getting worried about the bossman lingering in the underground without word. I wanna know how much of an idiot I'll be to dig up some coin and go find him, drag him back topside to be with his ladylove."

 

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"oooh la la. If I'd have known you were available for bed warming purposes." Kasia waggled her eyebrows and grinned her too wide grin "But I'm not giant Nord Valkyrie so... maybe don't have the same allure." She grinned and danced away from the swat. "As for Kemal, he finds you if he wants to be found. I'll put out a feeler for you and someone should be by today or tomorrow if he wants to see you. Just remember, nothing in this world is free. Kemal either. he will probably want information, and that information is probably even innocuous, but put into the larger context of things it tells him things. He finds patterns. He finds holes in information that become information due to the conspicuousness of the hole. He's a spider in a web, a tittering eunuch who sexually harasses everything that comes his way despite literally not having any balls. Ostensibly he's still got his prick though so... maybe it works. I'm not an expert on that. He's a bloated disgusting Keshvian, who just happens to have access to all the information that's worth knowing."

Kasia and Mrs. Simic did indeed head out around noon, and in the late afternoon, Ziva was out in the market with the cookstaff. There were rumors that panicked city dwellers were hoarding food despite the fact they lived in a port and it was post harvest anyway. Still, everyone felt some strange craving for bread milk and eggs.

As Ziva helped load supplies into the carriage, an orphan came by, offering mysteriously "scuse me Miss, but if'n you never made the show at the painted lady, you should check it out this evening, after dinner. Best round it is."

 

[DramaNerdette]

Knowing a hidden message when she hears one, she flips the kid a silver coin, "Thanks for the tip," before finishing loading up and getting everything back to the manorhouse. While everyone else is prepping for the evening meal, she takes Ulricha aside for a moment, and passes on the tip from Kasia. "It's worth looking into, and it sounds like I've got a meeting with Kemal after dinner at the Painted Lady. Things should be pretty slow around here till the weather lets up, so you should be fine while I go look into it." Ziva gives the other woman's hand a tight squeeze, and her cheek a quick kiss before returning to her rounds and waiting for night to fall.

 

[siobhancan99]

Ulricha nodded "take care of things. Be careful in the snow"

That evening, Ziva made her way into the Painted Lady. The show was alright. Not great. A Volkish play full of sturm und drang. Doomed heroes and their doomed loves. During the second intermission, a man sat down next to her "you should get up and head behind the stage, then take the door with the red mark on it. You'll go down steps into the catacombs, and a man with a torch will lead you to what you seek."


She made her way through the bowels of the earth and moved through zigzag warrens of tunnels through basements hither and thither. She moved probably a mile back and forth, with small glowing arrows pointing the way. Finally, she came to a large set of double doors.There a golem opened the doors and she was ushered into a room full of clerks writing in books. Seated in the center of the room, lit by candelabra was a grotesquely fat man with pox scars on his face. His greasy hair fell around his face in rings, and perched on his massive gut was a plate laden with some sort of rib. He licked fat from his fingers and set the plate aside "Well. Little Ziva. Come finally to see Kemal. Normally I would charge extravagant amounts for whatever little tidbit you seek, but... for you, I think we could trade. Quid Pro Quo. A tale for a tale."

 

[DramaNerdette]

Ziva bows low, though she's careful to keep her eyes on the shadows. Not that she suspects it would do her any good. If this little meeting went wrong, she'd almost certainly be leaving in a box. "Thank you for the gift of your time, Kemal. Might I ask, is this the kind of tale where you want me to come up with a story that might be of your interest, or is there something more... specific you had in mind?" she asks, straightening up and tilting her head, looking at the obese man with a mixture of curiosity and interest. Fear was nowhere in her demeanor. One does not show fear to a spider when one is snared in it's web. To do so is to be devoured.

 

[siobhancan99]

Kemal nods "only the most mundane of tales. Though an ongoing one. Tales of parties of the rich and who might be in attendance and who might talk to who. One never knows what gems can be found in the truly banal. I'd hardly ask you to betray any confidences. No you delicious little strumpet, if I was to soil your virtue I'd put your mouth to other uses besides speaking" he laughed at his own joke, a high pitched giggle. "I may ask you, from time to time, simply to recall who you saw and where and when. Do you think you can do that for me? Delicious little Ziva? you tempting little morsel. So much sweeter than anything else that comes out of your bakery."