Legend
EXP: 127,650, Level: 15
Level completed: 55%,
EXP required for next Level: 7,350
A Fae, A Faun and a Human
((opening rated mature - set after Staff and Sword.))
As she felt their bodies align, Philomel took a long, deep breath in. Below her in the depths of the Sword and Staff were people she had loved, hated and desired, people who she wanted dearly and longed to be rid of. For one, there was Lichensith Ulroke, a man with whom she had a complicated past but currently felt hurt from. What he had done to the woman Shinsou loved. What he had tried to do with the Crimson Hand by displaying his power. What she had seen from the rumours about him and his projects that filtered into the one brothel she had influence in in Salvar ... the presence of him sickened her.
Therefore she had had to leave that room, and she had needed a distraction. The option before her had been so easy to reach out and take - a few words and a willingness. Storm Veritas, a man whom she knew much of but knew personally little, the man who was the partner to Shinsou van Osiris in the Brotherhood of Castgars. Shinsou, that man whom Phi had seen, wanted, and then realised it couldn't be. No relationship could be for her.
Taking another breath in she twisted to face Storm, her clothes and weapons now strewn about her. Curves and generous breasts - far larger than she cared to admit. Around her face her hair cascaded, a storm of violet, darkest purple, and tinges of chestnut, the natural colour peeking through. Tapered ears were smooth of fur and her lips were pursed slightly, set amongst flawless skin. There was a reason why she was so successful as a whore, and she was called the Matriarch of them, and right now she was willing to show him.
Slowly her hand extended out, and she invited him to step closer. As their flesh met she began to carress and kiss him, being as gentle as she could. Slowly she went, for peace was what she needed right now, joy was what she was granting him. In the moments where she was not brushing her lips across his skin she spoke soft and warm.
"Tell me what you want and I will grant it," she said, "I will give you the world tonight if you so desire."
And underneath them, almost directly a giant rabbit was waiting, wondering if the young man-boy was going to ascend her back along with the dying fox. As the rabbit, Mao, and the fox, Veridian, felt the touches beginning between their mind-companion Philomel and her new human lover, they closed them off, allowing her time. Even though Veridian might be hurting from the pain of acid spilt from the mouth of a veangeful Briarheart, he was not going to disturb her. His task had been to see this man-boy, the fae Fenn, to safety, and that was his plan. It was still his plan. It was the rabbit's plan.
Thus as the human and faun above made love the fox, rabbit and fae below made peace.
Last edited by Philomel; 09-18-2017 at 06:32 PM.