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There was fear and conviction and other things wrapped up in that issue of control and consent, making it stronger than other things. When Silk explained though, Obe relaxed. "Okay. I just wanted to be sure I was in the driver's seat, and not taking over others' drivers seats." Not only was it scary to have his control taken away, but having control over others was scary in a different way---the temptation would be very great, slippery slopes and all that.

With his initial fear abated, Obe laid back, thinking. Sure his cock was hard and he was intrigued, but this was more interesting and exciting than an orgasm. An odd attitude, considering how much he wanted to have sex with someone, but a weird being inside your body was too unique to get distracted by his cock. The idea she could change him also stuck out---he would definitely talk about that later, but he was curious about so much. "You can play with my body, make me feel things, read other people... what else can you do? If I can hear you and feel you, can I see you? Or can you come out?" A pause. "I mean, so that I have something to look at or touch."

"Also, where do you come from? Space? The bottom of the ocean? Have you always been just going host to host?"

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When Obe relaxed, Silk considered resuming her goal of having him orgasm but decided to wait and be patient. After all, Obe wanted to be in control so perhaps if she was patient he would learn to trust her. When he spoke she listened but asked, "What do you mean by driver's seat?" Silk had been in a car before but she didn't understand his meaning. The words made sense but also she wasn't sure what he was talking about. As she waited for an answer to her question she addressed his other questions. Silk knew her powers well enough and with a true host they would be easier to preform. Although she was rather hungry as being attached to the mouse girl had been rather exhausting. Even with Obe's orgasms from earlier she needed more. Silk was almost insatiable. However she decided to be content for right now.

Softly she stated, "Well I can turn us invisible to the eye. Give you the ability to stick to surfaces and climb them. As for seeing me yes. I can project an image of myself into your mind and it would appear real. As for coming out I could do that as well. I have to stay connected to your brain so as to not hurt myself. I can look like anything so you can just think of what you want me to look like and I'll form myself to appear as such. Although it does take a decent amount of my energy to appear in a physical manner so I would need to be fed a decent amount afterwards. As for where I come from. It doesn't really matter. Suffice it to say I come from far away and I have only had one host before you and that was the mouse girl who kissed you." Silk could have told him everything but she wasn't quite ready to trust him with that information.

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He opened his mouth to answer her, then Obe paused as an idea occurred. "You can read my thoughts, right? Then here." The wild dog pictured himself driving a car. Then he specifically remembered his parents teaching him how to drive---Obe behind the wheel, while his father sat in the passenger seat and his mother in the back. The older pair bickered about directions while Obe stressed. The next time it was just his father, which went both smoother and his skill improved.

"Anything, huh?" It took him a moment to settle on something, a mental image that was clear in his mind. A teacher he'd had a massive crush on, he and many a boy having fantasized about the mink extensively. He offered an additional bit of sensory information to go along with it. While he had never touched her specifically, he had touched a male mink before, in an entirely platonic context. The texture of the fur was the important bit, a unique silky softness.

"We'll have to settle on something for you more permanently, but for now..." His muzzle quirked. "I can tell you're hungry." Not only was he excited by the potential of getting off, of trying out this incredibly exotic experience, but he also wanted to see what she could do, what it might be like. For some reason he felt no apprehension, no insecurity; Silk was ''inside'' him, able to make him appear any way, and so he didn't feel potentially judged, or worry about her disappointment.

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Silk watched the images flood through his mind. She watched as her host drove with two people. One was his father the other his mother. She could tell the memory was stressful as his parents argued about directions. However the memory faded to another time with just his father. Silk was still confused but then realized what he meant. His actions were the car and he was at the wheel. Sure she was in the passenger seat and could give directions but it was up to him to steer the car. Or in this case his decisions. Understanding now what he meant Silk pouted slightly. She had enjoyed making her last host lewdly dance around so many people. She had loved the feeling of their lust and desire. However she couldn't do that with him.

As she refocused on Obe he formed a mental image in his mind. A sexy mink woman with golden colored fur and dark hair. Silk took what information she had given him and decided to withdraw herself out. Obe would feel a tingling sensation as she poured out of his skin. It took a moment before Silk formed on top of Obe as the teacher he had erotic feelings for. Silk had formed herself wearing thin black lace panties and a see through black lace bra. Smirking down at her host Silk leaned back pushing out her generous breasts until she undid the strap holding her excuse of a bra snapped sending the piece of clothing off into nothingness. Now Silk was half naked. Leaning forward she ran her now warm soft hands over Obe's chest. In the voice of his teacher she murmured, "My my Obe. I never knew how big you were." Silk ran a hand to his cock which she grabbed gently with a soft hand.

Knowing that he had kind of given his permission for this Silk leaned forward and then murmured, "Do you want me to suck you off or would like something more intimate?" Silk leaned forward and hovered her lips near to his waiting to see if he would take initiative.

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Obe hadn't expected Silk to leave his body---the way she'd talked, it sounded taxing, so he was anticipating her to simply play in his mind. The sight of the purple goo flowing out of him left him shivering a little at the surreal sight, but then in moments the object of his teenage infatuation was on top of him.

The weight of her on him was enough to confirm she was real, but his touch remained tentative as he brushed the now bare fur of her breasts. Indeed it felt like he'd imagined---which made sense really. Squeezing the breast, he brushed his thumb around her nipple. The wild dog's mouth fell open as the voice too matched---had Silk dug around in his memories for that?

No hesitation, he leaned up to kiss her when she leaned in. A free hand swam in her dark hair, cradling the back of her head while he kissed. With any other woman Obe would feel self-conscious, at least hesitant, but that feeling remained absent with Silk. He knew on a fundamental level she was very focused on his pleasure, and wasn't judging him for a performance, didn't have any expectation, wouldn't be disappointed. He didn't know if she could feel pleasure the same way she was giving it, but knew his orgasm was her goal, not the other way around. That took a lot of pressure off of him.

"Can you still read my thoughts? Because shouldn't you know what I want? What I like?" the question is teasing, the dog smiling, as he shifted his hips to press the warm length of shaft against her soft touch. Obe's favorite position was being ridden. Still, there was the allure of that so-fantasized face peering up from between his thighs as she blew him. They had plenty of time. Rather than tell Silk he wanted her to pin him, fuck him rough and hard, he let that desire simply sit in his mind while watching her.

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Silk moaned softly as Obe brushed his fingers over her breasts. Having never done this before Silk was slightly surprised she could feel pleasure from her body. Although light his touch was delightful. She moved closer as he squeezed and brushed her nipple. Silk moaned in the voice of his teacher from his memories. Obe looked surprised as he gazed up at her for a moment. Then he kissed her lips. Since they weren't quite familiar enough Silk kept the kiss gentle. There would be times when she would passionately kiss him with desire but not today. His hand held the back of her head as they kissed. Actually Obe didn't kiss awfully. Yes there was the unexperienced feel to his kiss but his control of the kiss was quite sexy. As the kiss ended and Silk gazed back into Obe's eyes she waited patiently.

Silk could feel his warm cock pressed against her hands as he shifted his hips. Listening to his words Silk gazed at him and smiled charmingly. After a moment of thinking she murmured, "You are an amazing kisser. If you wanted I am sure you could get any girl in my class Obe. As long as you were as firm with them as you are with me." She emphasized her last sentence. Although briefly connected to the mouse girl Silk knew that the woman had talked with other girls. All of them wished for the men to be rougher with them in the bedroom and really take charge. Of course Silk knew that was a small sample size but the point still stood. However considering his desires perhaps it would be better to find women who liked being in charge in the bedroom. She supposed she would learn what Obe really liked soon. Silk ran her hands down his chest and smirked up at him. She kissed down his body sensually.

Silk reached his hard hot shaft. Gazing at it Silk looked back into Obe's eyes then softly licked from the base of his cock to the top slowly. Silk took her time and began to worship his cock. She licked and nibbled softly the fondled his full balls. After a little teasing of her soft tongue around the tip of his cock Silk slid her mouth down his cock. Since she had no need for air or breath Silk slowly slid his entire cock into her mouth and let him feel the warmth of her mouth. Silk held herself down for a second before pulling back as she began to suck him off as she moved herself up and down on his cock to give him pleasure and by proxy feed herself.

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Another surprise. Here Silk was even playing up the teacher angle. Was she going to roleplay the whole way, or just teasing him?

Then she took his cock into her mouth, and he stopped wondering. The wild dog groaned and planted both hands behind him, holding him up as he watched. Deep-throating had never been a thing that interested him, but what always delighted was the sight of absolutely disappearing into someone's mouth, their nose nestled in the fur of his crotch peering up at him. It was hypnotic and sexy, and Silk's lack of any sort of gag or gurgle prevented the visual from being disrupted.

Since she hadn't answered his question about reading his mind, and she hadn't straddled his lap, Obe figured she couldn't peer in while outside of him. Which was fine, he liked talking dirty and being playful. Reaching down, he toyed with Silk's hair, rubbing the back of one cookie-shaped ear. "Did you want to taste me, or are you just showing off? Because I want that pussy."

Before the symbiote-mink could make a full move though, he added a little sheepishly, "But could you maybe... put on a blouse? Unbuttoned?" As nice as nude was, half-dressed looked so much sexier, and Silk could do anything. It really allowed all possibilities, and he wouldn't let that go to waste. If she wanted his pleasure, well, might as well mlik it for all it's worth.

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Silk knew he was enjoying her administrations by the sounds he was making. Although she knew that he wanted something different Silk desired to hold his orgasm at bay for a little. A part of her wondered if a larger orgasm would feed her more then a rushed one. She intended to find out. Plus teasing with her new host was fun. She felt his hands toying with her hair and ears. The feeling was enjoyable and she moaned onto his cock to stimulate him. Holding her mouth down on his cock she gazed into his eyes. Then slowly and sensually pulled off with a lewd moan of desire.

When he spoke Silk looked into his eyes once more as she used her tongue to stimulate the tip of his throbbing cock. Softly she stated, "I wanted to show my favorite student what reward he has received for being such a good pupil." Silk pulled back and stroked his cock as she added, "As for my pussy Obe. I don't think you have earned that pleasure yet. After all. You have hardly done anything for me yet." She pouted cutely then cocked her head. His request was quite odd for Silk. The thought that he thought her sexier half dressed was an odd notion to Silk. As far as she knew nude was the sexiest thing possible to men. However Obe was different.

After a moment of thinking Silk closed her eyes and instantly her form shifted slightly. A soft blue blouse appeared around her shoulders but the front buttons were open mostly save for the few on the bottom. This left her breasts framed by the soft blue fabric but covered most of her stomach. Gazing at Obe she then asked, "What are you willing to do to fuck my pussy? Or what will you give me to pin you down and ride you until you cum deep inside my hot cunt." She giggled softly remembering from his memories the weird way his teacher had laughed.

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An *hmmm* escaped him as Silk worked her mouth over his cock. Mostly it was a gesture of encouragement, because while he might want to fuck proper, he wasn't about to interrupt a gift blowjob. It'd been too long since someone else made him cum.

Then Silk pulled off and the wild dog laughed in amused surprise. Everything she'd said was geared about his pleasure, he hadn't expected her to want something in return outside of her meal. And there was something so wrong, so great, about hearing filthy words coming out of his teacher's mouth. Hips shifting, he pushed his shaft into her grip, and opened his mouth to reply, but stopped.

On the surface that dirty talk was hot, and the latter half of her reply got an excited breath out of him, but the context---him giving her something for it---rubbed him wrong. Was this banter, or did she Want something more out of him? Want something more than him simply allowing her in his body, allowing her to feed off his pleasure? Or was this like normal sex with both sides supposed to be pleased?

He slid closer, pushing his muzzle between her breasts to nuzzle while he peered up at her. "Well I don't know, Mrs. Atwater, what's something you'd want? The homework I didn't turn in?" The wild dog tilted his head and took her nipple into his mouth. To see how she reacted his suction was slow, then harder, before he brushed his teeth across the skin. Getting closer also let him scoop up the curve of her ass. Obe was an ass man, and the mink had an excellent one, his fingers greedy in the way he clutched and squeezed. He broke from her nub and blew cool air across it. "I thought you were more interested in giving me what I wanted."

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When Obe moved closer, Silk looked down at him curiously and waited for him to do something. As Obe spoke Silk looked at him with a curious expression. He tilted his head at her and then took her nipple into his hot mouth. Silk moaned with pleasure finding that her body was sensitive to his touch. Silk realized she could feel pleasure in the body she created. She had been teasing with her words and actions before. As his teeth grazed across her nipples she whimpered and bucked into his touch and feel. Her body reacted and Silk could feel how aroused she was getting. Licking her lips sensually she rocked into his grasp then murmured, "I do want to give you what you want my dear Obe. However most girls need to be pleasured and pleased. You need to learn how to pleasure them after all how else will you get a sexy woman like me into your bed?" She grinned at him then leaned in and kissed his lips softly.

Silk pushed Obe back down onto the bed with force as she moved her lower body. Using her pussy Silk thrust her lower body against Obe's hard cock. It didn't penetrate into her hot pussy. Instead Silk teased with Obe by riding her pussy over his cock. Lewdly Silk moaned and thrust enjoying the new feelings coursing through her body. However she knew that she couldn't mess with Obe to long. So she stopped then kissed Obe heavily as she raised herself up. Grabbing his hard cock Silk held it upright then sunk herself down onto his hard cock. Silk moaned into the heated kiss her body alive with pleasure and delight. Without waiting Silk began to ride Obe with passion and desire. Lewd moans and cries of delight flowed from her mouth as she rode up and down on his hard cock filling herself with his hot cock.


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Night was descending over the town that Colossus had wandered into. He'd been set on a job to hunt down and eliminate a group of bandits that had been disturbing the peace nearby. It was only the high priced leaflets that ever garnered his attention, not wanting to waste his time. And this town was luckily a popular one, causing the nobles and those that governed its land to actually invest in its safety.

The massive man had been lounging in the bustling tavern, plenty of people packed inside, but all veered away from him completely. It wasn't surprising, given how intimidating the draconic man looked. He easily dwarfed most that neared him, and his eyes were sharp and predatory. At his table were stacked plates that had been cleaned of food, as well as plenty of mugs that were once filled with beer. One of the waitresses timidly made her way over to his table, shyly refilling one of his drinks. Colossus reached a rough hand out and groped her bottom, which caused her to squeak and quickly hurry away with a reddened face. Annoyed, his tail flicked lazily along the ground, his hand returning to his lap. He wore a haori, letting it hang open, his pants barely concealing the half chub that he had sitting in his loins.

Food, and drink satiated... he craved sex. Reaching for his freshly renewed drink, he threw it back for a long chug, his prominent Adams apple bouncing with each gulp, those rippling muscles of his glistening under the dim light of the tavern. He'd had a few of the women here, but none he was able to keep a steady romp with. Thus it left the carnal man very sexually frustrated...

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The instant Rose stepped into the tavern the young woman could not have looked more out of place. Not just because she was quite obviously a tiefling, her bright cheery red complexion, curling horns, slightly glowing golden eyes, and devil like tail poking out of the dress she ware... but in fact partially due to said dress. It was such a fine piece who's worth could have probably purchased the tavern's deed two times over. It was a fine royal blue, that despite her shorter size her lovely hips and full breasts filled out wonderfully, with jewels sewn into swirling patterns that of her dress that made it look a bit as if it was made of shimmering water and resolved into the familiar crest of a powerful local noble. All the locals would recognize the crest... but no one would recognize the woman wearing it. She was indeed one of the children of that family, but due to the shame her demonic taint could bring on the family she had been raised in seclusion and secret, rarely even seeing her own siblings, much less being seen or known about for the public at large. Many would assume that she must be some sort of... well appointed lady in waiting by the looks of her.

Her golden eyes scanned the busy bar scene. It was more chaos in a single space than she had ever seen in her life. Already the excitement of what she was doing was making her heart hammer in her chest. She was going to run away and become an adventurer. She had heard quite a few had been coming into the city lately to help with the bandit problem while eavesdropping on her father. So took some gold, not knowing it was roughly what and very skilled adventurer could probably make in half a year. And sneaked out of the castle into town. Her plan was so simple it couldn't possible go wrong! find the most powerful and skilled looking adventurer in the tavern and make him taker her as an apprentice.

And her eyes finally settled on Colossus. Maybe it was the air of rugged confidence, the obviously impressive size and build of the man, or the fact that he like her was not entirely a typical human, but the moment she saw him she knew. _Him, that's him, he will make me an adventurer._ She strutted her way through the crowd, heads turning to watch her as she did and in moments she was standing besides his table giving looking at him with wide eager eyes. "Good evening." Her speech was clearly refined and cultured as a noble daughters should be "My name is Rosaline Alexandria Christina La Delathamel, of House Delathamel. But you my call me Rose. I require your services good Adventurer, for I to wish to take up your noble and worth while profession. I request that upon this night and until you believe I am fully and properly trained, to make me your apprentice in the ways of adventuring!"

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His drink was easily emptied just as soon as it had been filled. Being the hulking specimen he was, it was no surprise his body had a higher tolerance for drink, and required far more sustenance than the average man. There had been many times he'd eaten and drank an establishment dry, but luckily he was an expert hunter, which made it easy to fill his belly with choice game.

Some of the commotion of the tavern dulled, or changed in tone, only then piquing the mans interest to look up from his empty glass. Seeing the vision of the beautiful noble entering the crowded place, he wasn't moved like everyone else seemed to be. But it did give him cause to lean back in his chair, and wipe his mouth curiously. What was someone like her doing here... little rich girl trying to mingle with the lower class? He chuffed to himself in amusement. But just as his eyes were about to drop back to himself, he quickly realized the girl was approaching... him?

Intrigued, his predatory gaze set on her, allowing himself to openly ogle her, wracking unnerving eyes up and down her pretty little figure. He stared blatantly at her breasts, and barely even looked up to her eyes as she began to speak. Hearing her request, he gave pause for a minute, before scoffing under his breath. It was brief, before his mind went to work, and his talent for lying and manipulating an opportunity took center stage.

"An adventurer, huh?" He began to stand, truly towering over the lovely tiefling as he did. "Yeah, I can do that." Running a hand through his tangerine hair,, a grin finding itself on his face, he turned to head towards the back door of the tavern, "Here, come outside. So we can talk more."

He knew it would be barren back here, only a few old crates and barrels stacked up, and an excellent place to sate his needs without bother. He pointed to one of the crates that was on its own, unstacked, "Go ahead and take a seat there."

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Her head followed his eyes as he rose up, though didn't seem to catch that he was looking her over like a fine piece of meet. He towered over her, a good two feet taller than her at least it seemed, and with a build that made him twice her size and probably twice her weight in solid muscle. Truly he was an impressive man to behold. She grinned clueless as he spoke; _of course he agreed,_ she thought to herself in misplaced pride _I am an excellent judge of character after all._

"I suppose it is quite raucous in here, a quite place to speak seems prudent." Rose followed him out back to the empty alleyway, the glow of her golden eyes all the more notable in the dimming light of the evening. With out a question the young noble woman carefully sat upon the crate she was instructed to, in the prim and dainty manner one would expect a lady of her status to seat. "So, what shall be the terms of my apprenticeship, and... I suppose this is quite silly to ask at this point, but may I inquire your name good sir?"

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Colossus watched and waited as she did as instructed, barely able to exercise a modicum of self control in taking her right away. It was too perfect... the fact that she seemed so unawares of being led away by a stranger was even more enticing for the hungry Colossus.

Outside there was the idle chatter that could be heard by passerby along the street just in front of the tavern, but otherwise they had some privacy... for now. Once the girl was seated, the giant man stepped closer, looking down at her. Wordlessly, he began to untie his black pants, letting the cloth fall to his knees, and reveal his swelling cock. It was just as impressive as the rest of him: massive, thick, and powerful. At ten inches soft, it was promising to grow a few more once fully solid.

The shaft was slightly darker than his own skin tone, and the head already a light red as his arousal pulsed through the veins there. With where he stood, the huge limb was right in front of Rose, nearly touching her lips. A hand reached out to stroke along her cheek, before letting a thumb drop down to pull her bottom lip down as well. The red rings around his white irises glowed brighter, "You can call me Lus, for now." He replied nonchalantly.

"Try putting this down your throat, as a start. If you can take my cock well, then we'll see." He instructed, already moving his hips forward to make his cock head brush her mouth.

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She looked on with oblivious curiosity as her soon to be trainer in the arts of adventuring approached her and fiddled with her belt. with her small stature sitting on the crate and his over all massive size her face was just about at crotch level, so it was no surprise that as soon as he dropped his pants that the monster limb that bounced free nearly whacked her in the pretty little face.

She blinked her eyes in obvious surprise and confusion, but not quite the sort of embarrassed outrage he might have expected from a girl who suddenly got a cock thrust before their face. More than anything she seemed vaguely confused. As if she couldn't comprehend while he would want her to do something as odd as try and take a part of his body down her throat. Her nose filled with the powerful scent of man, a new and strange smell for her that sent a shiver down her spine. While she might not understand what was happening, something deeply biological inside of her seemed to know and respond.

She let his rough finger drag along her soft lips and open her mouth as she attempted to question "Okay, but wha---" unable to finished the inquiry as he moved his body forward and the thick head of the cock filled her open mouth. She let out a little indignity sound of disapproval at being cut off... but she did not pull away or try to fight him. Instead she took a deep breath and began to open her mouth wider and try and take more and more of his cock into her mouth. once more shivering slightly, the smell and taste of man filling her mind in a strange and unfamiliar way. Her body felt... oddly hot? A tingling sensation that made her extra aware of certain parts of her body that she normal payed no mind. Was this what it meant to be and adventure?

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As the girl accepted his cock, Colossus let that hand that had opened the pretty lips of hers find itself holding the back of her head now. Without warning, or consideration, he roughly shoved her face closer to him, to let a hefty amount of his dick slide down her mouth and throat, not quite to the hilt. He sighed with relief, as he felt the squeeze of her pretty, wet mouth around his manhood, and began thrusting firmly against her face.

He stared down at her as he used her to satisfy his needy cock, watching how her body seemed to react to him. Smirking, he let his pace go steady, not at all slow, but not as fast as he liked.

"That's it..." He exhaled, his finger curling to grip her hair as he pleasured himself. It didn't take long for him to also realize he was probably feeling it a level more than usual... that could only mean one thing. His rut was here. He'd been particularly moody, irritated, and horny. Not that that was anything unusual or different for him, but there was a greater sense of urgency...

The pretty tiefling would be graced with the strong, heady scent of his rut, the air growing heavy with what was like that of cigar smoke, and ash. Strong, and potent, just like the randy male.

"Fuck..." he would softly groan as he realized his needs were going to make him need a lot more than usual, also making him thrust harder and rougher into Rose's tight mouth.

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Her confused muffled noises became ones of surprise and protest as he began to unceremoniously grabbed her head and forced several more inches of his cock past her lips and down her throat. Strangely she was not seeming to make nearly as much of a fuss as she should have been, realistically speaking. Though weather the self absorbed adventurer noticed or cared was anyone's to guess. The thick cock only growing more and more in her mouth and forcing its way deeper and deeper in. Her hands came up and rested on his thighs, though it it was obvious she wasn't trying to stop him or push him away, rather she was gripping at the powerful legs as she tried to adjust her technique and accommodate the massive cock fucking her face.

_If this strange act is what master requires to prove my ability to be his apprentice, so be it! I shall take it all!_ she thought with great determination.

As his rut began to properly kick in, the intense scent of almost animalistic musk and pheromones washing over her like a invisible yet thick fog, and were having a shockingly potent effect on her. It must have been the invisible hand of some god of lust, or the twisted scheme of some depraved devil that happened to make sure the fate of these two individuals would mix. A girl, to innocent to know any better, and man selfish enough not to care. A dragon-blooded man with powerful sexual pheromones... and a girl who's demon tainted blood could be traced to succubus origins, reacted to such a powerful need for sex. The raw sexual aura of the man mixed with the feedback of his rut seemed to awaken what ever dormant part of her biology that was related to the lustful demonic origins beyond her understanding; because she felt that unfamiliar warmth and sensitivity start to double.

Her tail began to flick from side to side and her fidget on her seat, her thighs grinding against one another as she felt a strange... itch, a hot and wet sort of craving from deep between her legs. What ever this sensation was it made her relax her throat more in response to him growing rougher and more forceful, allowing more and more of his massive cock to fit in her throat.

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Feeling the tight throat allow him to push further down, he was able to hilt the giant cock all the way, making him give a low groan of pleasure. With her clearly complying to his efforts, he let both his hands grip her head to truly lock her fully into place. His heavy set of balls would slap against her chin with every forceful thrust, his cock swelling more and pulsing in the squeezing throat.

After a few more powerful jerks against her pretty face, he stuffed his entire length, and held Rose against his hips while he released his hot, and heavy loads of seed. It surged straight down the girls gullet, pulse after pulse of potent cum, Colossus giving a satisfied sigh as he shamelessly filled her stomach. She would surely feel the heat as it pooled into her, and the shaft twitching in her overstretched throat.

His hands ran through her hair idly, letting up their vicegrip, and he slowly began to allow her head to pull back from warming his cock. The monstrous limb sprang out from her confines, still completely erect, and throbbing for attention. It was glistening now with spittle and his own cum, a trail of the mixture starting from Rose's lips to the head of his powerful dick.

"Bend over this crate. Now." He commanded, his voice more influencing with the effects of his rut coming into play.

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As Colossus forced the massive fully erect cock as deep is it could possibly go, pressing her soft red lips against his pelvis and slapping, his hot heavy balls against her chin her noises grew in intensity and began to more closely resemble moans. As he gripped her head and began to thrust quickly and tightly her grip at his legs tighten and her squirming and shifting intensified as the alien sensation sent shivers down her spine stoked strange fires in her loins. She was growing dizzy, not just due to trouble breathing while being face fucked ruthlessly, but from the intense intoxicating pheromones that were drowning her mind in a haze of sensation.

Rose's hips all but obviously bucked as the cock began to explode inside of her, releasing its hot thick payload. Her belly filling with the warm sensation, almost like she was being force feed hot chocolate, but it felt so much thicker and heat tingled and spread through her entire body.

Her face was a mess of spit and reflexive tears. Her noble make up smeared and ruined like a well used whore's. Clear prints of her lipstick marking along his cock and pelvic area from the forced face fucking. She gasped for air as her throat was finally free of the massive obstruction. She was wordless and shivering eyes unfocused as she took in deep gasp to catch her breath.

As if reflexively more than intentionally she did as he commanded. Shakily she adjusted herself on the create, bending over it and bracing herself with her arms on its rough surface. Ass presented to him like some sort of bitch in heat.

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His breath was visible, an exhale of steam due to his rut coming into action. His whole body was warm, and tight, the primal commands of his body serving as the main control now. Glowing eyes remained trained on the pretty noble, who was slowly becoming a messy vision due to his ministrations, pleased to see her obeying his command. He had no problem forcing her into position if need be... and given how antsy he was to pleasure himself, she was lucky to have moved quick enough for the throbbing cock that stood over her smaller body.

His eyes gazed at her proper presentation, hands instantly running along her thick ass, squeezing the flesh firmly, and slapping it once... and then twice on the other cheek. Gripping it again, he pushed her dress up and out of his way, and tore down any undergarment she wore that would keep him from his prize. His property. Staring at her exposed sex, one hand gripped the supple hip of the soft woman, while his other positioned his cock head to her waiting pussy. Without any stretching or preparation, not even a warning, he roughly forced his way into the fertile heat, tearing through and piercing any muscle that dare defy him. He groaned deep and low, as his hips bucked to make sure he fully hilted himself into her tight, wet cunt, mouth hanging open, steam escaping as he exhaled heavily.

That girth stretched and strained the rim of her pussy, delving deep into her body, creating firm pressure to her cervix with threat of breaching. He didn't allow her to adjust, or get used to him though, hips retracting and slamming forward with great force and velocity. The sound of flesh slapping began to fill the air alongside his low grunts and pants, his hands gripping tightly to her hips to keep her in place, and prevent her from escape. He was just as merciless with her cunt as he was with her throat, pummeling it ruthlessly, only caring to sate his own needs to breed, and empty his balls.

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Rose had an absolutely perfect ass; firm but yielding to his grasp, with just enough jiggle as demonstrated by each slap, the strange sharp sensation conjuring surprised sounds from her lips. Truth be told the more he saw of her body the more perfect it seemed. Her legs were just as lovely and inviting as her ass and face and mouth had all been. Truly a rare beauty and the perfect piece of meat to be used to his satisfaction. A toy worthy of his lust.

She felt her delicate, expensive panties rip a bit as he roughly pulled them down. Her sex was dripping wet, practically steaming in the cool night air. Her mind was spinning, this was all happening so fast and with no explanation. What did all this have to due with being an adventurer. Was it a test of endurance, a right of passage? Or was this simply how one trained an apprentice? It was not as if she had ever been one before to know. Just as she felt she had regained enough breath to try and voice a question the beastly cock was rammed inside of her; all flesh and barriers yielded to his strength as easily as stabbing through tend meat with a fork. She let out a loud sound. Not quite a moan or a scream, as she felt both pain and pleasure.

Her cunt gripped tightly about the hilted cock, straining about its girth and length; through the tightly tailor midriff of her dress, a clear bulge of the massive fuck rod was plane to see stretching and straining the fabric as much as it did her flesh. The fit so tight that the blood from her broke maiden hood did not show until her began to thrust in earnest. His power and uncaring nature like a beast, mating out of instinct rather than mutual pleasure. And yet as he continued to buck her relentlessly, the pain, though intense, was gradually overwhelmed by pleasure that felt greater still.

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Her silky, hot, wet flesh was so welcoming, truly inviting the cock to have its way without qualm. Rough calloused hands felt up the soft, smooth skin, gripping the fleshy mounds jiggling against his thrusting hips. His grasp was firm, digging into the savory handful, cursing with pleasure under his breath at the enticing site. She really was quite the woman, and she'd come right up to him willingly... and was taking his cock, willingly, without a single complaint to be heard. It seemed too good to be true. Colossus relished the sounds that did come from her voice, smirking smugly as she reacted to his cock piercing, and pummeling the molten cavity, his shaft pulsing and throbbing in her slicked pussy. When he noticed the blood start to trail along his length with ever pull back, his eyes lifted up to stare at the back of the woman's head curiously. A virgin?

While Colossus enjoyed watching her getting railed mercilessly, he bowed his body over her back, to whisper against her ear, "No ones had this sweet pussy yet, huh?" his voice was crude and rough just like his handling and treatment of her. It wasn't often he got to play with someone so inexperienced, but he also didn't pay attention enough to recall his previous unfortunate bed mates. The lewd, slippery wet squelching of their mating grew louder as he snapped his hips firmly to her backside, clapping it hard in the process. His hands slid up along her sides, squeezing at her nicely shaped hips, before pushing her dress up further to feel for her breasts. Once the tender tissue was in his possession, he groped and fondled them heavily, pinching her nipples between his fingers from time to time. With him leaned over like he was, he could inhale her pretty scent too, nuzzling his nose to her neck, and giving it a few long licks with his long, fat, blue tongue.

"I'm gonna fill this pussy up... see if it can handle my load..." he crooned darkly, feeling himself pushing through the untouched cervix, to kiss the back of her womb with every plunge. "You've been a good girl taking my huge cock... for your first time, and all..." his lips sealed around a part of her neck, sucking it firmly, set on making a mark that would leave evidence of their union. In the background, there was a large group leaving the tavern at the front door, who were yammering and chatting obnoxiously loud. A few of them mentioned ''what's that weird sound?'' a few times, but it didn't slow Colossus down at all. Between his tasting of her skin, he mumbled, "Better keep quiet... or they'll come find you like this..." a smirk finding his face as he returned to marking his territory.

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Rose could not help but squirm beneath in relentless thrusts, Though this did little more than ad her own movement and gyrations to the proceedings. She was not trying to escape, it was just that her sensitive ( formerly) virginal body was reacting to countless new and indescribable sensations she was experiencing. Ever thrust she felt his body clap against hers, ripping her soft full flesh as it likewise shot waves of pain and pleasure through her body. So huge and thick, the fit seemed impossibly perfect despite her petite form compared to his great bulk.

She could not form words, only noises; instinctual and primal filled her lips as he leaned enclose and teased her with his dirty words. Her body seeming only capable of making lewd sounds at the moment between the hardly restrained moans and the wet refrains from her lower lips. It was like being at the mercy of a breast huge beast. They way her selfishly carried on, nuzzling against her as if scenting her and pawing at her form, tasting her flesh with his tong tongue. His breath smelled heavily of booze and a distant part of her felt as though she should be discussed by this but it was hard to think anything clearly right now. The attention to her supple breasts sent new waves of sensation through her body making her moans involve squeals of surprise and pleasure.

Just when she thought there were no new sensations her could make her feel, the tight opening to her deepest place gave way to the unending thrusts of the monster cock. She all be screams at this, but once more it is not a sound begging for help or distress, just a reaction that resolves into a new tone to her moans and lewd sounds of pleasure. Her breath catches a little as he marks her neck, the large warm mouth clamping down and sucking. When he pulls back a blue-ish purple mark instead of the more traditional red one that would form on normal skin began to appear. Her eyes widened at the sounds of others and order to keep quite. part of her wondered if staying quite was part of this training ritual but he had not ask so before... and part of her realized what a dismal mess she must look right now. A combination of obedience and embarrassment cause her to clamp her hands over her mouth, desperately attempting to keep her sounds down as the tavern goers walk on by

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Colossus was nearing another climax quickly, he could feel it. He had been pent up for a few days now, after all. And most of the girls couldn't handle his force, and his endurance... which left him wanting every time. So now, poor Rose would bear the brunt of such an outcome. Panting against her ear, grunting, and groaning in unison with her beautifully sensually voice, and lewd sucking pussy, his hands gripped where they were, as his hips gave a few more forceful and fervent thrusts, before snapping firmly against her plush rear.

A deep, and low groan fell from his lips, followed by curses, as that powerful torrent of cum pulsed from his delving cock. It spiraled and swirled in the womb the head had breached, his shaft throbbing with every spurt of his heavy deposit. The liquid rushed to fill the girl in every crevice, spilling out around their joined sex after it started to overflow. Rough hands slid along her petite, smooth sides, basking in the sensation of release, and filling his new victim. Resting them on her hips, he smirked, "Your pussy's really milking me..." he could feel those tight, never before touched wall clamping and kneading around his length while it dumped its copious load.

His fingers gripped and dug into those soft hips, keeping Rose firmly in place, as his cock—after quite awhile—finally began to taper off its flow of cum. Righting his torso, he watched as he began to pull his giant manhood from her confines, the liquid gushing out and steaming even stronger down her thighs once he did. He gave her plump backside a few slaps in praise, "stuffed that pussy nice and full..." his crude words followed a cruel grin.

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He fucked with inhuman speed and power that cause her whole body to quiver beneath the unrelenting assault her senses being overwhelmed by pleasure as he rutted her like a beast in heat. Her juices were overflowing now, dripping down her leg and making such terribly indecent sounds with ever thrust. As he continued to increase his ferocity battering that fat cock against the inside of her virgin womb she was forced to escalate from merely covering her mouth to biting down on her hand. The sensation so much as to make it harder and harder to control her volume by the moment.

As he made his final powerful thrust, the cock head once more lodging itself in her cervix and began to fill her with his hot heavy seed, her eyes rolled back as her pussy clenched and body shook at the sensation. Her first ever climax being achieved from being assaulted by such a vulgar lowborn brute who cared for nothing but his own pleasure. But her body was ripe and young, it didn't know any better and it didn't take nearly so much careful stimulation to achieve climax for herself. And with it being her fist after such a rough treatment she was practically seeing stars. She had no idea what he had just did to her... but the end result had flooded her with pleasure like she had never knew.

Rose lay there, shivering and twitching in post climax stupor, her pussy twitching and squeezing to milk ever last drop from his cock. Her womb so full of his cum by the end of it that a few seems on her dress had pop as her belly swelled mildly with the massive lode, of which not a single drop could escape while he was still inside of her. When he finally pulled free it was like popping a cork to a wine barrel, the copious seed leaking out of her and down her legs, a messy mixture of her cum and his. She moaned and gasped, her body tensing and pushing out his seed in little squirts with each slap he gave her ass. "S-so... d-did I pass..." she asked in breathless gasps "A-am I your apprentice?"

Before he lay a rare and intriguing opportunity. This poor, clueless, highborn girl... untouched until now, unknowing of the ways of the world. A perfect, beautiful little bitch to mold and shape into a toy just for them, addicted to their cum and begging to be used again and again and again.

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Colossus's erection was still present, only dwindling ever so slightly to a half-mast, but remaining full of coursing blood ready to lift it full up again. It was a monster, just like its owner, and had destroyed many men and women in his time... but this one seemed like she'd be a more constant company. Someone he could truly manipulate to serve his highly sexual nature, and constant carnal needs. If she was so obliging to this... what else could he do with her? The idea was titillating just to think about.

And then she spoke those sweet, unknowing words, making the horrid man smirk and chuckle, unable to help himself. Running his rough hand along her firm ass, appreciating how thick and soft it was, he gave a small grunt of approval, "Yeah, for now." enjoying the sight of her ruined, and covered in his cum, he leaned over her small body, and slid his hands under to help lift her up and gather into his arms. "You'll have to keep proving your worth, though." he declared, with a smarmy expression. The poor girl was disheveled from his rough treatment, covered in cum and sweat, but he didn't seem to care for her well being or appearance and what others may think of it.

No, instead he walked them right back into the tavern as she was, carrying her straight up the stairs to where the rooms were. There, he easily cradled her with one arm while his other reached for a key in his pants pocket to unlock the designated door. Inside it was a simple set up; bed, dresser, small table, a window, and a average sized shower... clearly not meant for someone as hulking as he.

Locking the door behind him, he tossed the girl onto his bed, while he stripped off his heavy coat, letting it fall to the ground with a thud. Stepping up to the bed, he pushed her back onto it, taking the time to openly fondle her breasts, squeezing them, kneading them in his callous ridden hands. They were nice... a good hefty size in his oversized hands. He had the girl pinned to the bed as he loomed over her, that dress bunched along her distended mid section full of his virile seed.

"You'll have to work hard to please me if you wanna stick around with me." he muttered, as his head dipped down to scent along her soft neck, drinking in the perfume there, and letting his lips latch on to return to sucking at it roughly.


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Despite the summer humidity, the weather during the day had been a constant drizzle. Her quick trek from her small rented work van to her current client's home left her rain parka drenched with droplets that rolled off onto her pants, making them damp. Annoyance welled up inside her brain at the thought of passing on buying rainproof pants that were on sale earlier this week. In Seattle, her pen pal advised her to buy them while they were under a hundred dollars, but Soo-Ah was a cheapskate considering clothes and shrugged the thought off.

Now, as her legs were damp from the rain as she collected her items from the client's home to bring back to the van, the thought occurred to her that maybe that purchase was a wise idea after all. Soo-Ah finally finished placing the last item in the van and slid the side door closed, then went to the driver's side to begin the drive to the following client's home. The traffic on a rainy Thursday afternoon was so-so, except for the crazy cyclist that must have wanted to commit suicide, who ran out in front of her as she finally was able to drive more than 100 feet without seeing brake lights.

Slamming on the breaks, she growled at the cyclist who cycled by, giving her the middle finger. They even moved their raincoat hood down to shout at her---too bad she couldn't hear them over the radio blasting in her van. She listened to Dua Lipa's song ''Levitating'' currently playing on the station as the cyclist still screamed at her before returning to their original trek. Rolling her eyes, she started forward again, heading towards a pricier location of the city.

This client was new; she had the address memorized and the door key code, but not their name. She'd ask them if they were there. She took out her tablet after turning the van off to see the preferred cleaning products they asked her to use. Making a note of them, she then squeezed through to the back of the van and began collecting such items into a bucket---hoping to make only one trip in the rain outside.

Soo-Ah opened the side door from the inside and headed outside, the rain still unforgiving in its drizzle as she gathered her bucket and shut the van door behind her. She then began her trek up the pathway to the house and did a customary knock before entering.

"Suzy's Cleaning Service," She announced herself in case anyone was home.

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It was an undeniably dreary day for Simon and not one that felt like it could carry much significance. He was often morose around the house on days like today. It was far too large for a relatively young man devoid of a family of his own. That was the result of having parents who believed an excessive home was the equivalent of having their support.

It wasn't very easy for him to find the motivation to work or study. He already had a house bigger than any of his friends, most of whom he tended to feel like he barely knew. People gravitated to him for his money and then grew tired when they realized he wasn't allowed to just throw it around like they hoped and then they drifted away. Inevitably he started to assume it was something about his personality that they found off-putting.

In his solitude, Simon spent a lot of time researching the paranormal. He briefly toyed with conspiracy theories but settled for more occult and spiritual things for fear of falling too far down certain rabbit holes. At first, he had been a staunch skeptic, researching out of curiosity and amusement. The longer it all went, though, the more he found himself believing the things he read and heard. Certain repeated patterns drew his mind and he felt sure there must be something to it.

Inevitably many of his bookshelves were stocked with books on mythology, folklore, the paranormal, and other similar subjects. He hadn't been reading when his new maid rung the doorbell, though, instead he was resting his eyes after having stayed up a little light pouring over his laptop screen. Cleaning had never been his forte and he was extremely glad his parents cared about the state of their property enough to hire someone to keep it tidier than he ever would. Her knock at the door roused him and he wasted no time hurrying to answer the door. Despite his wealth, he had always tried to take it upon himself to treat other people well.

When he opened it he was smiling down at her, a tall and somewhat lean-built man with a friendly face and ill-fitting but fairly expensive clothes. He smelt fresh and clean even if the house was clearly in need of a thorough dusting and his very slightly red eyes were clearly glad to be seeing a gorgeous young woman, not having known who or what to expect.

"I... urm... hi?" He started, his voice somewhat soft as he stumbled. It was hard to know what to say in a situation like this. Socialization had never been his strong suit and that probably went some way to explaining why he so rarely had visitors. Seeing the rain he blinked, glancing down at her then stepping back and aside. "Come in, please, I'm sure you don't want to stand in the rain," Simon encouraged quickly, already guessing he was not the sort she might have expected at a house like this.

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Soo-Ah looked at the person who opened the door, surprised to see a younger person staring and blinking back at her. However, many people did work from home in the PNW due to large tech companies. His eyes were red as though he hardly slept or had some allergic reaction to something, but his manners seemed polite despite the tiredness on his face. Soo-Ah found his politeness welcoming and smiled at him as he quickly opened the door wider for her to come inside.

"Thank you, is it OK if I leave my shoes here by the door and switch to some clean socks?" Soo-Ah asked people in case they had different directions or preferences for cleaning. "Oh. I'm Suzy Cho from Suzy's Cleaning Services." Soo-Ah then switched her bucket over to her left hand and reached out to shake Simon's hand. "And you are?"

She wanted to kick herself in the mouth for not checking the name before coming into the house---but the two other client homes she went to today were empty, so she assumed... and made an ass of herself. Soo-Ah took a look around the room behind him, finding that the place seemed lived in and a little dusty---but it wouldn't be a job that was too hard. Her eyes went back to Simon's as she examined his face once again, noting he was taller than her.

She wondered though why he lived in such a large home---as it appeared he lived by himself when she glanced around the area. But things weren't always what they seemed. Though she owned her start-up business as a cleaning maid, she didn't have her own home. Instead, she had an apartment---but was slowly and steadily saving to purchase a house someday. But her illegal immigrant status made that a bit tricky as she had a few more ''hoops'' to jump through to get a loan for a home.

Her brain circled back around to the man standing in front of her, who seemed a bit unsettled? Nervous? No... it was something else, maybe.

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That smile of hers did a little to put his ever-present anxiety at ease as he nodded quickly, stepping back from the door to make sure she could come in without having to brush past him. "Of course, that's perfect," He replied, both wanting to be polite and generally being someone who preferred to stick to socks around the house. Especially with the weather he knew it was just about impossible to keep shoes perfectly clean.

As she continued he nodded, noting her name before replying. "Simon," He began, then adding the surname mostly because she had. "Parker," before continuing. "Just Simon is fine, though, of course. It's nice to meet you," Simon offered, doing his best to battle with his generally awkward nature and make a good impression.

"Sorry. I've never done this before. It's just such a big place, you know? And I live alone. Not that I should really complain, I guess. I'm just not very good at keeping the place as clean as it should be," Simon garbled, his words a little fast as a few came under his breath while others were firmer. His anxiety was certainly showing through as he regarded Suzy, having no idea idea what the social norms in these circumstances might be.

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After shaking Simon's hand, Soo-Ah grinned again and thought of saying something to put his anxiousness at ease. "Nice to meet you, Simon. I've been to a few client houses today, and while this is the biggest one I've been to---it looks like this will be an easy job." Her English was pretty good for someone who started learning the language ten years ago. Her accent was not super noticeable anymore, but it was easy to slip through when she spoke for long periods.

Hearing the approval for wearing socks in the home, she bent down to take her work shoes off---which was pretty easy since she had velcro shoes---making quick work to place them by the doorway neatly.

"This is your first time, huh?" Soo-Ah said while she reached for her clean silicone shoe covers that she wore over her socks to help her not slip all over the floor. Once she grabbed them, she put them on while she was still bending down. "Each maid may have different preferences, but I prefer to ask my clients what they are comfortable with." Soo-Ah stood and then repositioned her bucket to her other hand.

"You can relax, watch TV, read---do whatever you want to do as you normally would---it's fine by me. I can work around you. And if some clients want to, I am fine with them helping me out if they want to. Sometimes people need... a... ummm..."

_What was the word for a person with pom-poms?_ Soo-Ah thought to herself. She then put her hands into fists and raised them slightly---her bucket swinging in her hand and said, "We got spirit, yes we do! Those people, you know?" Lowering her hands, she then grinned again---hoping to put Simon at ease. "Oh, and which room would you like me to avoid, if any?"

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"Good, I'm glad," Simon replied right away, grateful that she was not too perturbed by the task at hand. He had to imagine she had encountered some truly horrendous houses and while his was poorly dusted and a little untidy it was far from disgusting. He was noticeably relaxed already, settling a little with her nature putting him at ease.

"It is, yes. It's been a while coming," Simon answered, knowing he ought to have arranged this some time ago but having felt a little odd and in some ways uncomfortable with the idea. It was strange to have someone else clean your home for you when you had plenty of free time and were perfectly able-bodied.

As she continued he managed to find a way to turn a suggestion of relaxation into a new source of fresh anxiety. Was she expecting him to help? Did it seem rude to sit on his ass and watch her work, or was that normal? Simon's mind was running before she lost her train of thought, snapping him back to reality with her undeniably adorable display. Simon was not a particularly lustful person on the surface. He mostly kept his desires to himself, hiding them in public due to embarrassment. Still, Suzy was extremely pretty and sweet and that behavior was so endearing that he smiled and chuckled.

"A cheerleader?" He offered, already having relaxed slightly from his previous moment's concerns. With her last question, he shook his head. The most he had was a house full of his materials on the paranormal. "There's nothing too private here, don't worry," Simon assured her, quietly glad he didn't have anything too embarrassing in any draws.

From there he went a little quiet, once more finding himself uncertain of what came next.

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Soo-Ah relaxed when he said there was no room to avoid. Sometimes the things she found herself in the middle of were a bit concerning to her. Remembering the one home where she wound up anonymously reporting the so-called ''father'' of two teenage girls who were not his daughters jumped to the forefront of her brain. Luckily, she never ran into other supernaturals on accident while out on calls at homes and businesses, but it made sense since they were secretive and didn't trust most people.

However, she did clean the homes of several supernatural beings around the Portland area---but they knew she also was not human. It was a mutual understanding that they didn't dwell on. Instead, they carried on business as though it was all normal. "That's it! Cheerleaders. Sometimes everyone needs their own cheerleader."

"Well, since it's our first time, I can suggest you relax, work on what you were doing before I arrived. I'll start in the kitchen first. I'm fine with music playing or TV playing in the background as well if the noise is a problem."

Soo-Ah looked around and added, "Could you please show me where the kitchen is, Simon?" The house was large, but she wanted to tackle the kitchen first as that usually was a high-traffic area for most homes. To put him at ease, she started some small talk that often helped her clients be more comfortable around her.

"How long have you lived in Portland?" She asked first, waiting for him to lead the way.

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Suzy's sentiment was incredibly endearing and sweet, making Simon grin and nod. It was hardly the kind of saying he would come up with of his own accord but he appreciated it from her. There was certainly no denying that he could use a cheerleader quite a lot of the time.

It seemed she was more used to this than he was, and more socially adept, as she put him at ease yet again and he nodded. "I'll do that," He agreed, making a note to return to his studies. "I can always wear headphones," Simon replied, not wanting to force her to listen to the same thing he did as she tried to do her work.

"Of course," He accepted, leading the way through the large home to the nearby kitchen. While it was a little dusty it was far from a state. It didn't take a genius to see that it was largely due to his poor eating habits. There were takeaway boxes ready to be taken out to the trash, microwave meal packets stacked up on the countertop and there was a conspicuously empty fruit bowl. With the stovetop and oven barely being used it was only really the microwave that even could be a mess. The microwave itself was far from clean but it wasn't in a disgusting state either.

"Here it is. I'll just be in the living room reading and listening to podcasts if you need anything, okay?" Simon checked, wanting to give her a chance to double-check if she had any more concerns.

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Soo-Ah did her best to ignore the slight avoidance of her second question and focused on the task at hand---her job. Besides, Simon seemed more relaxed, and small talk was not everyone's cup of tea---something she understood perfectly. When he mentioned headphones, she felt a little upset she wouldn't get to hear his taste in music---but as his maid, that wasn't her business to know about officially.

She found herself staring at his back and wondering just what underneath the shirt he was wearing and snapped back to her job. She noted the light dust on some surfaces, but Simon used the microwave a fair bit. Soo-Ah expected the trash; in fact, she needed to catch up on her trash at home as she was an avid recycler and preferred to separate and rinse items. But before Friday, her trash piled high in her apartment---it was a bit worse than Simon's.

"OK, I'll call for you if there is something that is of concern," Soo-Ah said as she placed her bucket on the counter. He might have noticed that it was quite a bit in the bucket. Soo-Ah loaded the thing with items---weighing at least 30 pounds, but she toted it around as though it weighed less than ten pounds. She then removed her rain parka finally, folding it neatly into a small square and sticking it in her back pocket. Her shirt on underneath revealed her nametag that read ''Suzy''.

Once Simon made himself at home in his own house, Soo-Ah would start with wiping down all the countertops, then move to wipe down the outside of the refrigerator, microwave and dishwasher. She continued her mental checklist of items to clean, meticulously paying attention to details before tackling the stricter jobs of cleaning the microwave, stovetop, and sink. She was making sure to use the right cleaning products and materials that did the best job.

She noticed that a knife was on the side of the sink and reached for it so she could clean it. After she wrapped her fingers around it---and yelped as the silver material burned her skin, she dropped the pure silver knife into the kitchen sink and looked around in alarm---quickly turning the water on as a distraction.

"Fu-u-u-cking shit," Soo-Ah said quietly to herself as she ran her hand under the water in the sink to cool it off---sending a fresh wave of pain through her body. _Really! who still has pure silver knives in their kitchen?!_ She turned her hand over and looked at the burn mark and watched as it slowly began to heal---it would be about five minutes for it to finish healing, so she'd have to get creative. _Fucking idiot, put your gloves on next time!_ Soo-Ah then went to find her gloves, using one hand to do the job and holding her other one at her side as it was still stinging and hurt every time she moved her fingers. The water in the sink was still running as she was too focused on trying to hide the unexplainable burn on her hand.

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Simon hadn't meant to dodge the question, he was just not particularly socially adept and easily lost his train of thought in these situations. Although far from fit Simon wasn't too tiny a person, with at least a little muscle gifted to him largely by genetics. At least his parents managed to give him that. "Thank you," Simon nodded, only half-clocking how effortlessly the small lady in front of him lifted the bucket and just assuming she was used to it.

Soon he was back in the living room, settled on the couch where he began to listen to music and read. The sounds of classic rock, today Jimi Hendrix, played at a moderate volume so that he could still absorb the book he was reading on the fae. It was filled with flawed logic but there were a few bits that seemed to hold more weight based on what he had seen so far elsewhere.

He had almost managed to settle and stop stressing about upsetting Suzy in some manner when he heard her yelp over the music. Simon was not good in an emergency and so while he jumped up he then paused, his mind rushing with a hundred plans of action that were all considerably worse than just acting. Seconds drifted by letting Suzy move about the kitchen as she pleased before he finally continued from his initial jump out of his seat.

It didn't take long for him to round the corner into the kitchen, sliding his headphones off with one hand as he walked in to see Suzy trying her best to slide a glove on while the sink was running. The only thing that came to mind was that she had somehow been inexplicably burnt by the tap water. Simon blinked a few times, shaking his head as he tried to make sense of it.

The sight of her in pain managed to bring him back down to reality again. "Are you okay? What happened? Do you want me to take a look?" Simon asked and offered in swift unison, obvious and genuine worry in his eyes as he felt a rush of guilt. She had been here so little time and had already been injured by his home, even if he still had no idea how.

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Soo-Ah was found the glove and was getting ready to put it on, but didn't realize that Simon had come to find out what was wrong in her commotion. She quickly tried to hide, slip the glove on while smiling, and wound up ripping the damn thing. "Uhh..." She then placed her hand at her side and waived at Simon. "Just a minor accident---I was clumsy---dropped the knife in the sink." Soo-Ah then looked over at said knife in the sink still and rushed to turn the water off, barely realizing she left it on.

Positioning herself so that her injured hand was hidden, she then looked for a towel and wrapped it around the knife in the sink. "I'm... allergic to silver. Sorry, I should have said something earlier. Can't wear silver jewelry either." Soo-Ah then plopped the knife on the counter again.

"I'll be right back, going to get another pair of gloves from outside." Soo-Ah then went to rush over to the door but paused, coming back over to Simon. "I'm OK, everything is fine," she said, trying to reassure him. She then went back to the doorway and then changed into her shoes before rushing outside. Luckily the rain was barely falling as she stepped out onto the footpath. She headed over to the driveway where her van was parked and was getting ready to open the side door when a dog rushed up to her, barking like crazy.

Soo-Ah looked at the little chihuahua and frowned as the thing was yelping, growling, and making all sorts of noise. She looked around the block and then growled right back at the dog, her sharp fox-like teeth and eyes glowing a brief amber before returning to their regular brown color. The chihuahua started to pout and whimper before running away from her.

"Vermin," Soo-Ah said aloud before opening the door to the van. Quickly she gathered another pair of gloves before returning to Simon's door. She knocked and then entered, going through the process of changing her shoes once more. She immediately put on her gloves this time and headed back to the kitchen, hoping that Simon bought her story.

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Simon caught on to Soo-Ah panicked reaction, wondering if she had been doing something she shouldn't be. He glanced over to the knife, nodding even as he looked at her a little quizzically. It didn't quite make sense to him but he was glad she hadn't been cut. That certainly didn't explain how she was hurt, though, if there wasn't any blood.

Then she explained and his eyes narrowed immediately. Now things really didn't add up. Silver allergies were always due to alloys but his family's set of sterling silver jewelry was made with silver and copper, another non-allergenic metal. No human alive was allergic to silver. Plenty of the things in his books were, though. Simon was quiet for a few moments before muttering a response. "Huh. Strange," He offered, simply, having become so caught up by the idea that the woman in front of him might not be human that he forgot social norms.

Before he could stop her or question her he watched her go, nodding just before she left. "Okay, of course," Simon replied, his mind somewhere entirely different. He barely really clocked the sound of the barking but it did lodge in the back of his head. Was that a coincidence or was Suzy some kind of supernatural that upset dogs? He only really had the two clues to go on. Unfortunately, he certainly wasn't there to see the display she put on to ward off the dog.

As she returned Simon was still there, looking a touch confused and very thoughtful before doing his best to manufacture a grin. "I hope you're okay?" He checked, before returning to the other room. He didn't mean to be rude but he had something to do. Simon was notably more driven now, gathering a few books and beginning to examine the ones he remembered most clearly mentioning a silver allergy and dogs or similar animals. It didn't occur to Simon that fervently researching the paranormal so blatantly in front of someone he suspected would clue them in to his suspicions but, equally, it was hardly the first time he had been unusual or awkward around Suzy.

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When Soo-Ah reached the kitchen, she saw a puzzled look on Simon's face before he asked if she was OK. After nodding her head, he left abruptly, going back to his tasks leaving Soo-Ah relieved that he bought her story. She returned to her tasks in the kitchen with a deep sigh, making sure everything was spiffy before she gathered her supplies and headed for a bathroom to clean. After finding one---it looked like the guest bathroom as there were not many personal items in it---relatively easy, she got to work, getting her spray cleaner first and coating the shower walls and tub walls first. The setup of the bathroom was spacious, way bigger than her own in her apartment.

While Soo-Ah soaked the shower walls and tub with the cleaner, she got to work on the sink, cleaning it first and then filling it with warm water. She then got a rag and wet it and got to wiping down the walls in the bathroom, removing the dust that may have built up over time. As she worked, her mind started to drift to Simon's reaction to her injury. Always doubting herself, she worried if he was only pretending to buy her story. But as she kept over-thinking the situation, she realized that perhaps he was busy and had his personal life to worry about and was trying to free himself to get back to what he needed to. That made Soo-Ah relax some as she finished wiping down the walls.


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A tall man who looked just out of his teens came over, dressed in a fine coat with a rapier by his side.

"This is the lady who will be my escort? I would have expected someone more... conventional, Innkeeper, but I suppose... she'll do." He turned towards Mizuko, giving her a slight bow. "I'm Lord Vargham Osterbrook. My manor is but a while to the West of the town, but of course I was not allowed to leave Velugrad without adequate protection. I'm sure you'll... do well, so long as your skill holds with the sword."

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"Mizuko" she reminded him gently, as she accepted her weapons. She only partly unsheathed them to check the blades, then smiled, catching him looking her up and down a bit appraisingly. Her bare legs from mid-thigh down to short boots didn't seem to hold his eyes any longer than anything else, and she accepted his warning graciously. "No need to worry, I can use them well. Though hopefully there will be no need today." She turned as the innkeeper welcomed her charge for the day.

He was young, though the ad had said as much, some junior heir no doubt, and his manner was polite, if a bit skeptical. But she smiled, and spoke confidently, going slowly over his name and title to get it nearly right, though it was tricky. "I am Mizuko, Lord Osterbrook, and I promise my skills are all you might hope for." She gave a thankful nod to the innkeeper, and moved away so as to be able to speak privately with the lord. "I take it you expect no particular trouble then... but of course precautions are always necessary. I assure you, I have been an escort for some time now, successfully." She glanced around. "I am ready whenever you wish to leave, Lord Osterbrook... but are you on foot? I do not have a horse, so if you are riding, I would need the loan of one of yours." She frowned inwardly; she should have thought of that first. And if there was to be fighting, she much preferred to be on foot; she could ride, but not that well. The guildmaster had always traveled by carriage.

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The young lord, appraised her once again, before giving her a small bow with his hand across his left breast. For Mizuko, this would seem an odd gesture from a lord to a mercenary or paid staff, as most relations are done though money, and signs of respect aren't often.

"I hope I did that right, after all for one not from the Silvanan Empire, I wish I will be one who is bearable compared to those of your homeland." He replied with a confident but gentle tone. "I like a woman who carries herself with confidence..." He continued, catching her words and adding a little playfulness in it as he went "...although I would be interested to see how well you perform as an 'escort'." He ended to the light laughter of the innkeeper as the older man continued to clean his mugs.

"Playfulness aside Lady Mizuko, we will be traveling via horseback. A low trot will take us to one rest point before Osterbrook Manor, where you are free to make use of the amnesties before returning. The payment for this task will be five gold pieces, which shows that my family... does put a bit of emphasis on this job."

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The bow was unexpected, but Mizuko was always ready for this, returning a bow in her own way, arms down at her sides, bent at the waist and significantly deeper than the young lord's had been.

She smiled coming up. "There are many ways I think, but the meaning is the important thing, and it is clear. Thank you." There was some gentle humor that passed between the noble and the innkeeper, perhaps relating to her performance, or something she had said, but it passed over her head without having any impact.

''Lady'' Mizuko sounded too lofty to her, but she didn't ever mind excess politeness, and it fit this establishment particularly. "That sounds fair to me, Lord Osterbrook, thank you. And I will take it with all due seriousness. All after service completed, of course." No need for an advance on this little thing. It did seem fair, but it was also insufficient to pay a day in this inn... that was fine, she fully expected to have to downgrade her accommodations at the end of the week. But she'd also want to take more lucrative work if she hoped to save enough for the expensive, and rare, passage back home. "We'll depart at your word, lord, once I fill up." He looked ready to go, and she had everything she needed for a mere day's ride... but she passed her flask to the innkeeper. "Just water, please." The innkeeper would have given her something stronger, she knew, but she had no head for drink, and certainly wanted to be clear-minded for this day. There were public wells in the town too, but the water here was somehow sweeter.

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"We will travel on horseback, I have two rounceys which are easy to ride." Osterbrook said, leading her out once their supplies were accounted for. The Innkeep has gladly filled up Mizuko's flask to the brim with sweet, crystal clear water, water actually sourced directly from a special river.

Osterbrook himself carried a rapier, the two headed out of the city out of the watchful eye of the guard. While trip seemed short, it will still take several hours of riding, and a rest stop would be preferred for those who are not that accustomed to hard riding.

"So, Lady Mizuko. How did you find yourself here in the Empire?" Lord Osterbrook asked, a while into their journey. "Could it be an opportunity... the Crusades against the demons... or simply mercenary work?" While this seemed to be small talk, it was also a chance for Osterbrook to gauge her abilities and background, and perhaps in the near future, have her added to his retinue if the House calls for it.

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Mizuko followed her charge, mouthing the unfamiliar term he'd used---but fortunately a ''rouncey'' was just a pretty typical horse, maybe a little better than average to her untutored eye. ''Easy to ride'' was the important thing---that Lord Osterbrook had included that detail made her wonder how he recognized her lack of riding experience, but it didn't matter. She appreciated it, wherever it came from.

She was agile enough, and practiced enough, to mount easily, and knew the basics, so they rode off without incident. Though, as she adapted slowly to the motion, she considered that a rest stop would be welcome after a couple of hours of this, though any stop increased risk. She looked around at the unfamiliar countryside, eyes and ears open.

Still, when her employer wanted to make conversation, she wasn't one to refuse. "I came in the service of service of my former lord, the Guildmaster." She only knew that term, though there had been numerous additional titles for him in her own language. "I accompanied him as bodyguard during his voyage negotiating trade contracts through some of the southern parts of your Empire. He had intended to continue for several more months, working his way northward, but his... his..." there had been a specific term, but she couldn't think of it at the moment. "His heart troubles regrettably ended his life, just recently. As he had been warned they might." She took a breath, and glanced around again. "I apologize. He was a good man, and good to me. But now I am on my own, and working to pay my way."

Another quick look, and a pause to listen. "I've heard of these demons, and what I have heard is terrible. It will take a unified effort to push them out of Silvana, I think." She paused again; this was surely a sore point for any noble of the Empire. "But I hope that such an effort comes soon. Or perhaps the demons will falter and divide against each other, first." Mizuko coughed, and looked embarrassed, hand in front of her mouth for a couple of seconds before resuming. "I'm sorry, Lord, I speak of things I know little about. These must be difficult times for you."

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"Times may be difficult Lady Mizuko, that is why I treasure the times I am safe, or am with good company." Osterbrook replied, riding comfortably as he listened intently to her. For a nobleman, he seemed to carry himself humbly, and taking things in his stride as they came. "My condolences for your lord, he must be a good man, to both have a good eye for hire, and to have good things spoken of him. A fitting legacy I would say." He continued with a smile, taking in the atmosphere as he also kept an eye out for trouble.

"Demons... yes. I fear that history placed the Empire at their doorstep, and this is our fate. Many mercenaries come from abroad to work in our armies, earning coin while keeping them at bay for the past hundreds of years. Even though times may seem dark, and my House Osterbrook has sent all our soldiers to the fight, I still believe in the good of the Goodly Folk that we can eventually prevail." He chuckled at her slight cough, recognizing it for what it is. "No need to be embarrassed, Lady. With me, speak your mind."

They carried on riding for a while, the afternoon sun beating down on the canopies of the forest around them. Passing caravans hailed the two riders, and the occasional patrol by mounted cavaliers passed them by. Soon, they came to a rest stop, a small two-storey roadside inn with basic luxuries for those on the road to rest in.

"Here we can catch a meal and a rest. It's good to refill our water as well, the sun sure isn't letting up today." Lord Osterbrook said as he entered the inn where there was the innkeeper, a scruffy senior man, and a small band of five hardy looking men dressed in ragged armour drinking heavily, and hearing their speech might seem to have drank a little too much.

"Eyy bar girl, another jug of mead here!" One of them yelled, raising an upside down glass as he eyed a barmaid who got up to her feet quickly, moving to fulfill his request in quick order. While she attempted to remove the empty pitcher however, the man planted his palm on her butt, the sound of the impact loud enough to generate a yelp from her, and a little echo around the place.

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The more they rode, and spoke, the better her impression of Lord Osterbrook became. Mizuko had observed many nobles in her duties to the Guildmaster, though probably not a very representative sample... they had certainly been entirely focused on enriching themselves, but of course that was the point of the voyage; she couldn't begrudge merchants for doing what they did. Still, it was pleasant hearing an educated young man talk about something other than tariffs, delivery guarantees, and arbitrage. She even blushed a little at an implied compliment, as the Guildmaster was praised for his choice in employees. She smiled, and nodded, though kept her eyes mostly off of the young Lord an on the surroundings.

She took a deep drink, sighing in pleasure at the sweet water. "I may sell my services into an army yet, but I don't have experience working in formations or large groups. I don't think it's what I would be best at. And... since you permit me to speak my mind, Lord Osterbrook, I'll also point out the unhappy but very mercenary thought: with so many of your good men sent to war, there are likely more opportunities than ever for a..." She hunted for the word, but it was one she had heard more than once, and came to mind. "Freelance, here, behind the lines. Even one from elsewhere. I regret it, but I also profit from it." She found herself speaking almost more, in the local tongue, on this little jaunt than she had in the previous months... she had been a bodyguard, not a negotiator, and she had mostly only needed snippets occasionally, to get someone to make room, or such.

There was no trouble on the road... as it should be, and she didn't mind receiving coin for a simple ride. But she was definitely ready to dismount when they reached the inn. She looked around the outside as they took care of their horses, then accompanied her charge inside. An ordinary inn, nothing wrong with it, except maybe the roughness of the customers. She heard the yell, and for an instant thought it was directed at her, but no... she stayed close to Lord Osterbrook, and watched the unfortunate barmaid receive a meaty spank. Mizuko started a little at the yelp, but settled back... this might be normal, and it was certainly not her place to interfere, and put Lord Osterbrook at risk in the process. She shifted a little to keep herself between him and the drunken group though, just in case.

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"A rowdy bunch, they are..." The young lord muttered softly as he ordered a couple of drinks for them from the innkeep before settling down. Nearby the ruffians have begun singing a lewd song in a different language of the much spoken Common, seemingly directed towards the barmaid while one or two of them seemingly eyed the newcomers.

"They are common here. From the language they've come from the West of the Empire, speaking a more... rough version of the language you and I speak. The Northerners speak in similarly rough dialects, but the East and South are much more refined in words." Osterbrook commented, covertly using a finger to mark out different points on the table as if referring to a map. Indeed in the South where they were, people spoke in flowing tones, similar to how one would speak in Mizuko's homeland, which was why she might not feel totally alienated in this land.

The song has turned into a rousing chorus, during which the barmaid received another hard spank on her apron, but she managed to keep the full mugs of beer balanced as she took it well. Perhaps she was used to such interactions, as the two men came over to Osterbrook and Mizuko, both faces flushed red yet eyeing the young lady in her dress with eager eyes.

"Say young man, you got quite a lass 'er aint ya?" One of them slurred, placing a hand on the lord's shoulder as Osterbrook tried to avoid them. "Say ow bout ya think of letting 'er have some fun, with real men ey?" He guffawed, looking at Mizuko with a drunken expression while his comrade laughed, whistling as he leaned near Mizuko to catch a look of her outfit and what he could under it.

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Mizuko gave a smile to the noble; ''rowdy'' sounded correct, and she gathered that he didn't approve of their behavior. That seemed best, but he wasn't inclined to do more than comment to her, so she took this to mean that their actions were disapproved by some, but not necessarily far over the line.

She sat with him, happy to join in the drinks he had bought, and nodded along to show she understood as he gave her a brief lesson in geography and dialects. She drank, paused a moment as the bitter taste of the drink surprised her, but she wouldn't scorn her employer's gift, and tried to restore a smile as she took a second sip. "I understand... we have regional dialects too, although I think none sound quite so harsh as this." Even in song it was jarring, perhaps the more so as the song grew in volume and enthusiasm. The barmaid seemed to manage well enough though, even as another hand swatted her. Mizuko couldn't see her face at that moment, but at least the tray she carried stayed nearly steady.

Carelessly, she kept her eyes on the barmaid too long, and didn't notice that two men had made unsteady but swift progress in her direction before they were already by the table. And worse, one even laid a hand on the young noble, a casual gesture that held Lord Osterbrook in his seat, and which could easily have been worse, for all her supposed skill as bodyguard. It was an unknown situation to the not-that-experienced Mizuko... nobody would have thought of touching the Guildmaster, so any such move would have been a serious threat, and worthy of an aggressive response. But now it would be harmful to escalate to violence what was a mere over-familiarity. At least, she thought it over-familiar... and yes, the young lord clearly looked uncomfortable. So she had to act, but not in a way that provoked more actual danger for him.

Such thoughts coursed through her mind, and held her in her seat, as she slowly absorbed the meaning of the men's course words, spoken so unclearly. She blushed immediately as one of them tilted over her and whistled, eyeing how the blue straps of her suit, her watery second skin, disappeared under the modest neckline of her armored tunic. He was close enough to see how her leather skirt ended on her thigh, not quite concealed by the table... or maybe, she hoped, he was noting her sword and dagger.

Restraint may be wise, but she certainly couldn't stay at such a disadvantage... Mizuko pushed back her chair and rose, keeping her hands ready, but away from the hilts of her weapons. The most important thing was to get Lord Osterbeek free of the first man's big hand somehow, yet she was at a loss how to achieve that without pulling a blade far out of proportion. "We're just having a quiet drink, sirs. And I don't need more fun than hearing another of your colorful songs. Perhaps you could all repeat the last one? I'm... slow to catch the meaning." If she were unbelievably lucky they would go back to sing, the five of them together, but even Mizuko was not so optimistic as to expect that. But distracting them from her lord was the first priority, and calming them---if possible---the second.