The Lady’s Hand (A Dickings & Dalliances Adventure) - (Closed Except By Invitation)

[Nouh_Bdee]

Amie reluctantly pulled her lips away from Arx’s cunt. “I can confirm everything from the ambush on. As for the rest…well, I believe them.”

“I do, too,” Maritia added.

The King nodded, and stood up from the bed, walking with an authority utterly unconcerned with her nudity. The guard behind Chasen averted his eyes, but the King walked right up to him. “I was forcibly stripped and imprisoned here by Captain DeGaulier. These people rescued me.”

“There were quite a few people trampled in the panic, my Lady.”

“King.”

The guard cocked his head in confusion.

“You see this crown on my head?” she asked with a smile.

The guard looked grateful to have something above her neck to focus on. “Yes, m…my King.”

“Wonderful,” the King purred. “Find healers. Pay them crown rates to revive everyone except Candré.”

The guard nodded. “There are clerics of the Lightfather conducting rituals now.”

The King smiled. Then, she looked around the room before pulling one of the blankets off the bed and wrapping it around her body. She paused at the doorway and put a finger on Chasen’s chest as she glanced over her shoulder at Arx. “I’d like to talk with you and your associates before I let you out of my sight, but I just had the first orgasm of my life and I find myself frightfully horny.”

One of the guards groaned involuntarily and slouched as his cock strained against his trousers.

The King suppressed a giggle, and lowered her hand. “I think it’s fair of me to commandeer our late host’s estate for the night. He did abduct my royal personage, after all. Will you all come with me to find the master suite?”

Amie clapped her hands and started pulling up her pants. Maritia laughed. One of the guards gulped. “Not you,” the King clarified, pointing at the guard.

 

[ICM8781]

As the new King pointed her fingers into his sternum he puffed his chest in defense. Hearing yet another person wanting him detained removed the high of the request of his participation in this almost orgy. He was smart enough not to say anything, but he did glance at Maritia with the side of his eyes hoping she remembered the price of his cooperation.

He took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down. You don't know what you don't know, he reminded himself.

He brought his cocky manner back to give his appreciation to her, "Thank you, King of Rionne, I don't suppose there's a bath there, I've been requesting one for a while, there just hasn't been any time." His mind continued to fill out the entirety of what's happened. "Should we let Wylo in on this? YOU, GUARD, find Sire Wylonithain Silvergleam in the hall and point him to the master suite as well and if you can find a harpy by the name of Sprite her as well."

 

[justspitballing]

The furs covering the bed before Sprite would likely be worth a lot in gold, but also were far to hard to carry out of here. Instead Sprite checked the dresser for anything inside and then took a glance behind the closed doors. She opened the door wide and peered in, not to concerned for herself. Foolish of her, perhaps, but she had already gone this far.

 

[Nouh_Bdee]

The King turns around. “I certainly hope there’s a bath.” She leans in to whisper in Chasen’s ear. “I have a slight preference for sucking clean cocks.” She spins back around and starts towards the stairs. “Come along!” She’s clearly in a fantastic mood.

Amie loosely drapes her armor over herself and reaches down to slap Arx on the ass. “So, if I diddle myself on the walk upstairs, will you and Her Majesty feel it?”

 

[Poprockz]

Arx chuckled with an amused grin on her face, "Absolutely. Though I might hang back for a few moments before joining you guys. Orgies are fun and all, but I need to check something first."

Something was nagging at her in the back of her mind... The mage from the temple was clearly more powerful than the Captain would ever be, and yet he had decided to aid him in distracting them. Why? The captain had a wealth of resources and could pay handsomely, sure. But while there were people who were willing to murder for money, most usually found it distasteful to involve innocent bystanders as well as possibly angering the deity of a temple. People with that amount of magic could take money if they wanted it too, she figured. It just felt odd to her.

Slipping on her own clothes and resituating her belt, she slipped to the side of the group as they made their way up the stairs and went to exploring the office once more. This time, she was going to be thorough. The changeling started to rifle through the desk, her eyes scanning and trying to find anything of note.

What she found was certainly eye-opening to say the least. She knew it! Of course they were in cahoots, and not just in a hired-help sort of way. This seemed to run deep and had dark implications...

"What a dumbass..." she muttered to herself. If she were the Captain of the guard and was involved in highly shady and suspect shit, she would have destroyed these letters. He hadn't even planned for contingency if he failed, nor had this "Eagle." She highly doubted that was his real name, but that was all they had to call him based on the letters. Perhaps someone in the guard would have been paid off to secretly dispose of the letters when the search happened, but that was leaving things way too much to chance. It was a major oversight for this secret society, one that she was certainly going to exploit. The King would be very interested in these, and hopefully it would help the kingdom root out whatever this shady shit was.

 

[justspitballing]

Sprite found nothing in the dresser. Well, it looked like there was something of value one moment and then it was gone the next. Perhaps it was some magically blessed item? Whatever it was, it was gone now. The doors that she then opened led to a bathroom and there was a balcony after that. The bathtub was massive and likely worth a countless amount of gold, but dragging that out of here really would be impossible. Sprite was wasting her time and spinning her wheels. Clearly Arx must have freed the Lady by now. If they did want to steal anything Arx would be the better one for it anyways.

Sprite walked out of the room and headed for the stairs. Hopefully this time around there wouldn't be a pesky guard to try and fallow her about. She walked down the steps, ready to track down Arx. Maybe after doing so she could finally have some rest. It had been at this point a very long day.

 

[Nouh_Bdee]

Sprite would reach the stairs just in time to see The King walk towards the bottom of the stairs from the hallway past the gift table. "Oh, are these for me?" she asks wryly.

Many of the guards rush over along with Sir Heatheringbone. "We've had a devil of a time, Lady Ailette, detaining the miscreants who've slain your betrothed, and now I'm afraid one of these men in uniform is telling us some nonsense about not reviving him?"

A tension wafts through the room as everyone waits to either hear the King's response or see Sir Heatheringbone notice the crown on her head. But, the man has scarcely met her eyes, instead gesturing around the room to show her the supposed injustices that need correcting. She smiles, and her eyes flash with mirth. "Ah. It's good to see someone can follow orders. Captain DeGaulier was my abductor, and was only betrothed to me in his own mind. Let him rot." King Ailette waves one of the guard closer. "Who holds seniority among the ranking officers?"

She swallows. "Corporal Galenne, Your Majesty."

Sir Heathringbone. "Your Majesty?!" he scoffs.

The King turns to the man with a sweet smile. "Yes, Heatheringbone. It's new for me, so I won't hold this little slip against you, but in the future I'll expect you to refer to me as Your Majesty, or as King Ailette at a minimum." She lifts her hands to gesture toward her crown.

"Wh--how?"

Her arms movements had caused her blanket to slip, revealing most of one of her breasts. She pulls it back up and pins it under her arm before reaching out to pat the nobleman's arm. "I know the mechanics of making a woman orgasm are likely a mystery to you," she teases. "Ask Liliara about it sometime."

"Allow me to reintroduce myself," the King says to the room. "I am King Ailette of Rionne." She looks at the wounded being tended to by the clerics. "Take your time, but once everyone is healed, please vacate the premises. I'll be commandeering the estate tonight, as I simply don't feel like making the walk back to the palace." She makes eye contact with one of guards. "Ask Captain Galenne to report here in the morning, please." Now, her eyes flash to one of the servants wandering by. "Assemble the staff in the master suite, and have someone draw a bath, please." Her eyes scan the room. "Which one of you is Wylonithain?"

Wylo, who had been standing next to the fireplace, making a few small wildflowers grow out of the mantle, turns and nods to the King. "I prefer not to be referred to, Your Majesty, but if you must then Wylonithain will suffice."

She smiles warmly. "I'll keep that in mind. Will you join us upstairs?"

He walks over and inspects the wood of the steps closely, apparently finding it adequate. "As you wish."

She notices Sprite, and asks her the same question, reaching back to give Chasen's crotch a light squeeze as she does.

 

[ICM8781]

Chasen is uncomfortable with the attention. He is not a man of kings or royalty. He is a man of his forrest long since destroyed. A woods that is connected by communal villages not some kingdom with an impossibly heirarchal structure. Still, he stays silent, worried that he might say the wrong thing and jeopordize his freedom. He is a man long since lost and out of place and remains very much so.

As the group continues, he gives his new druid friend a bow and leads him up the stairs. He hastens his pace to Sprite and then holds her back from group to let her and Wylo know everything that's going on.

"Amie and Arx freed and helped give, the then Lady now, king an orgasm to finish the ritual alone. The crown appeared on her head and is the divine king of Rionne. Arx stayed back. Probably investigating the Capitan. Right now, after being away for so long, Alliette, Amie, and Maritia are going to enjoy eachother some more and have invited us to join as well. It's going to be something to see Sprite. Arx said she's going to meet up to us as soon as she can."

Not to arrouse any suspition, even though he wasn't really doing anything suspitious, Chasen ran back up behind Maritia wrapped his arms around her and kissed softly in the nape of her neck. His left hand layed around her hips pulling her into him and getting her ass to grind against his bulge. His right hand copped a feel of her breast. His soft giggle played in her ear like a low growl of a hungry wolf while his tongue sneaked from between his lips and wettened her skin in a specific spot.

 

[justspitballing]

Sprite smiled lightly, as if she was a student who always obtained an A+ but liked to always gloat about it. She looked at both Chasen and the King.

"Of course Arx would be able to help you with reaching the heights of becoming the new king, and I am sure your crown and how you dawn it will become legends in their own time," Sprite responded.

Having to explain that she was into sex, but wasn't into it with others felt a bit daunting to Sprite with an entire orgy standing before her, and though she would love a good show she had been doing nothing but fighting, sneaking and running for hours now. Her body was starting to move on its own accord, like she was in a trance, and she needed an actual rest.

"I have worked many a year as protection at one of the finest bordellos'. My body, it is in need of rest, a real heroes rest considering, but the sound of want and love making has become a sound I can quite relax with. If the new and grand king deems it, I would like to sleep for now, but close by so I can still hear the boisterous joy. You can gush to me later about all the firsts that you experience. Would love to hear about them," Sprite suggested.

The bed, even the bathtub Sprite had seen would be a great place for a nice rest, and hopefully this new king would be wise enough not to take this suggestion as an insult.

 

[Nouh_Bdee]

The King smiles, and reaches out give Sprite’s hand a squeeze. “We’ll miss a beauty like yours, but no offense is taken. Make yourself at home here. I’ll make sure we put on a grand orchestral performance for you. I’d recommend a place, but I’ve never been here before.”

Maritia leaned back against Chasen’s body, wiggling her ass against his crotch. Amie looked over and gave him a smirk. “Oh, so just because she didn’t piss you off all night she gets all the attention?”

 

[ICM8781]

Chasen rolled his eyes up to see Amie glancing back at the two. Leaving his faced pressed againd Maritia's and his arms in embrace, he decided to respond.

"It could be that. It could be that she stuck beside me in battle, twice. It could be she deserves my appreciation helping land the final blow against the former DeGaulier. But I think it mostly has to do with the fact that," Chasen's voice warps into a growl, "she started it."

He opens his mouth wide spreading a large circle on to Maritia's shoulder. She can feel the suction of his kiss before he retracts his lips. He lets his teeth softly scratch along the path until a loud pop can be heard. Maritia feels him release her completely, feeling a completel contrast of complete smothering to being set free. Chasen swings and strikes an open hand low against Maritia's ass. before racing up the stairs trying to rush everyone.

"But I have to get the blood and grime off me first."

As if racing everyone to the tub first he reaches the top of the stairs and sees the servants carrying steaming bowls of water into a room indicating exactly where he needs to go. Thank god Alliette ordered the bath drawn. He heads in that direction not paying attention to anyone else.

 

[justspitballing]

Sprite smiles at the kings' response. She kisses her hand in a show of respect and then turns away. Seeing the people going into the room she had just left she goes for the door across from it. Even if the room in question was an empty closet she could sleep in it just fine, her body had reached that limit. She opened the door lightly and left it open, the sounds of moaning sure to get inside.

"A long day of fighting needs a massive night of rest," Sprite smiled to herself.

She undressed, leaving her armor and clothing in a small heap. If she felt up to enjoying herself later due to the pleasures that surrounded her she would be wonderfully able to. After that she got to resting.

 

[Nouh_Bdee]

The servants are still filling the tub when Chasen reaches it. “Apologies, sir,” one of them says with a quick bow. “We’ll have the bath ready in a moment.”

Soon, Ailette, Amie, Maritia, and Wylo file in behind him. Somehow, Wylo has already shed the dirty rags he was wearing, without anyone noticing. He walks over to one of the jugs the servants are using to fill it and takes a sip.

Amie starts undressing. “I can’t wait to get this soot off.” Maritia and Ailette aren’t far behind, not hesitating in the slightest to undress in front of the help. The servants’ lack of reaction reveals much about the captain’s management style.

Ailette addresses the staff. “I’ll be paying your wages tonight. What happens after that we’ll figure out in the morning, but I believe that there will be a place for all of you. Please bring us some food and drink, and then take the rest of the night off.”

They finish filling the tub and file out.




Across the hall, one of the servants, a thin tabaxi man, bows in front of Sprite. “Is there anything I can get you, ma’am?”

 

[Nouh_Bdee]

Unbeknownst to anyone in the house, a taloned hand starts scratching at the edge of one of the windows…

 

[Poprockz]

Arx spent some time combing through the office, seeing if there was anything else to be found. The letters with the most info were folded and shoved in her pocket to be shared later. As she was consumed by her thorough search, she didn’t give much thought to joining the rest of the group for now. There would always be sex to be had; there wouldn’t always be incriminating evidence for a secret society.

So far, she wasn’t finding much else though, save for a bottle of lube and several editions of “Ye Shameless Maiden.” Wait, were these limited edition? Lucky prick. She carefully rolled them up and put them in a small bag. It wasn’t stealing if the man was already dead.

 

[Nouh_Bdee]

“Tell me some smut is the most scandalous thing you’ve found,” Arx hears a sonorous voice say behind her, and should she turn she would see a lean, fit aarakocra man behind her. He’s in a muted red with a gray tabard over the top, with scaled pauldrons and a pair of brown leather straps around him. His feathers are nearly all black except for stripes of white on each wing and over each eye.

“I would hope that imprisoning The Lady is the worst of Captain DeGaulier’s crimes.” He’s standing just inside the doorway, his beak lifted in an amused smirk.

 

[Poprockz]

She would have liked to claim that she hadn't jumped, but he had taken her by surprise. It wasn't apparent whether she was consumed with her business or whether he was simply very stealthy, but she supposed she could give him the benefit of the doubt. Though he didn't look like a servant, he could have been a guard or a knight having come to the party and lingered upon the Queen's safe return.

The changeling wasn't sure how she felt about his inquiry, nor why he was down here rather than upstairs with the Queen. Maybe she had sent him to come get her? In any case, she figured it wouldn't hurt to divulge a bit while playing things somewhat close to the vest.

"I mean, those are some pretty scandalous drawings, and he happens to have a sex dungeon across the hall," she chuckled lightly, "but no, I also found some suspicious correspondence." Lifting her finger, she indicated the remaining letters on the desk that she had gone through. The ones in her pocket were the juiciest, but the ones on the desk still had some incriminating shit in them. "Apparently the captain has been getting his fingers into more than just a simple takeover."

Her eyes went to his wings and she thought to herself that it must be nice being able to fly. While she could change into a harpy or an aarakocra, the extra extremities were virtually useless. Her brain could handle the slither of a snake-woman's tail, but she wasn't equipped to handle more limbs than 4. That's why whenever she used Tabaxis' form, she chose ones with stubby tails. She turned back to one of the shelves, rifling through the books now and keeping an eye on the man in her peripheral vision.

 

[Nouh_Bdee]

The aarakocra’s eyes widen. “You’re a sexy little sleuth, aren’t you?” He steps closer, his boots shuffling softly on the floor. “Rush away from celebrating your victory to gather evidence?” He makes eyes contact and points to one of the buckles on Arx’s armor that she missed. He steps closer, inches away now, looming over her crouching form. “Here, allow me.” He buckles the strap, his taloned hand lingering on Arx’s shoulder, his fingers cool to the tiefling skin Arx is using. He breathes onto the back of her neck. “You never know who might accost you half-dressed.” Arx is clearly much more than half dressed, but he doesn’t seem to care.

 

[Poprockz]

She was getting weird vibes from this guy. Normally, she might think he was flirting with her, but it was all rather random. He had wandered in, asked what she had found, and then got intimately close to her. Also, how did he know that she was a part of the rescue mission? The others had been blatantly seen fighting in the hall, but she had slipped in with Amie away from the public gaze. The only people who knew were those involved, two guards, and…

Trying not to make it obvious, she spared the quickest glance to the door, trying to figure out whether she could make it in time if she went for it. Being crouched, she was at a disadvantage; more so due to him literally being inches away from her. Should she play it off to buy a few feet, or make a dive while he still thought she might be none-the-wiser?

Of course he could just be a flirty guard, but her gut was telling her otherwise and it didn’t hurt to listen. Better to get weird looks than a slit throat.

“Thanks.” She offered casually, trying to keep her voice from betraying how uncomfortable she was. “You know, now that you mention it…” she slowly stood up and did a turn around his body until she was facing him with her back to the door, taking an additional step back while keeping a polite smile on her face, “I was supposed to join them. They’ll probably notice if I don’t go up there soon, so the sleuthing can probably wait. You’re welcome to take a look around though if you’re interested…” another step was taken. She hoped he couldn’t see how tense her body was, nor see that she was lying to get out. While they did expect her eventually l, it probably would be hours into the orgy that they even noticed her absence.

 

[Nouh_Bdee]

One thing that wings helped with, in addition to flight, was giving just a little bit of extra force to a quick first step. The mysterious aarakocra had taken advantage of that fact many times before, and he did so now, gripping Arx by the wrist and twisting in the air to put himself between her and the exit.

“Am I really such unwelcome company?” he sneered. He kept a grip on her arm, his fingers locked around her wrist and elbow.

 

[Poprockz]

She had tried to slip out of his grasp when he first latched on, but he had quite the grip on him. It didn’t help that his talons dug into her skin just enough to threaten to slice her if she were to move too rashly. Damn it, she should have dived and rolled.

“Unwelcome? Nooo, not at all. You’re very welcome to come with me upstairs…” The thin veneer of pleasantness was starting to vanish, but far be it from her to try to buy time. Maybe he’d slip up or loosen his grip for a moment. A moment was all she’d need…

 

[Nouh_Bdee]

“Upstairs?” he asks with a wink. “No, I prefer a little more privacy than that.” He tries to twist her off balance, leveraging her to the floor, but he can’t quite get it right.

 

[Poprockz]

She was able to keep her feet from that maneuver, but she wasn’t sure how long things would be stay in her favor. It wasn’t clear whether he wanted to gut her or be all up in her guts in a more intimate way. Either way, she didn’t want to let him put her in a more vulnerable position.

Her hand had been inching toward her dagger, and the stunt he tried to pull allowed her to grab the hilt and flick it out of its sheath. The thin, sharp blade was pressed against his stomach in warning. Though she meant to scare him off, she was shocked to find that her hand was trembling. She had to commit though, or there was zero hope of getting him to back up.

“Unfortunately for you, I’m not in the mood for a private little tryst when there’s an orgy upstairs…” she drifted off for a second while her throat became dry. Arx had made the mistake of looking into his eyes, finding herself feeling rather intimidated. She had to swallow to find her voice again. “So… you uh, you should probably find something else to do.”

 

[Nouh_Bdee]

He chuckled, a high, whistling sound that emanated from his gullet. “I don’t believe you.” He twisted again, rotating Arx’s body to the ground and landing atop her, his legs straddling her waist, his weight pinning her to the floor. He took her dagger in his hand and flung it to the side, and with his other hand he held her hands above her head, trapping them against the floor. There was no longer any escape. She was at his mercy.

“I think you want to stay here with me.”

Then, with his free hand, he started unbuckling her armor.

 

[Poprockz]

Even if she were to try to shift into another form, his weight bearing down on her would still be too much regardless of what race or shape she chose. She tried wiggling underneath him to get loose, kicking uselessly and shuffling her shoulders; all that seemed to accomplish was grinding her stomach against his crotch.

Whether she liked it or not, she wasn’t getting out of this one unless he allowed it or she found an opening. She huffed, catching her breath from her brief and pointless resistance. “I think you should go fuck yourself!”