Brothel AU for draconita

[darotisentys]

[It's only been a day, but he is anxious to get back to her. He won't say he's desperate to go to the brothel, because that's not the case. He would want her no matter where he found her.

The brothel is it, however, and once he's gathered with his men and orders given for the day, meals taken and a bath, he manages to sneak out once more and go to where he knows he'll find her.

His Alys.

He doesn't take his time. He's at the door as soon as he can and enters as quietly as possible, not wanting to draw a scene. He doesn't stop until he's found her.]

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[darotisentys]

Good. I may commend them for it instead.

[He makes to toss the garment aside.]

I want to feel you, not some flimsy gown.

[draconita]

You already have me at your mercy, my prince.

[ Ans how obediently she moves into his arms, soft and warm and alive.]

It has been a few days, so I suppose I shouldn't tease you so much.

[darotisentys]

[He pulls her in against him, hands splaying over her back. He leans in to nuzzle at her cheek almost playfully.]

Did you miss me?

[draconita]

I did. But you're here now.

[ Ah, that makes her smile, laughing softly. ]

I no longer need to be sad.

[darotisentys]

I do not believe you were sad. Regardless, I am here now. And I would like to go back to bed.

[draconita]

You are a wicked, mean thing. Did you know that?

[ But she is nudging him towards the bed all the same. ]

[darotisentys]

Aye, I have been told.

[He doesn't need much nudging. He's back on the mattress quickly enough, tugging her on with him.]

[draconita]

And yet how pleased you look.

[ And along she goes, crawling over him as a cat would, pressing little kisses over his face. ]

Bad boys shouldn't be rewarded like this.

[darotisentys]

I am the lord and master here. You should do as you are told.

[Not that he's going to tell her what to do. He's just going to draw her in for a lengthy kiss.]

[draconita]

[ She is still laughing against his lips, tongue playfully teasing him without fully letting him have a proper taste. ]

Or else?

[darotisentys]

Perhaps you will need to be taught a lesson.

[draconita]

[ An excited, eager look, as she playfully bites on his lower lip with a little more force applied, sitting up on his lap to oh so casually roll her hips. ]

Make me.

[darotisentys]

[He lifts her up to kiss her, then whispers in her ear.]

You may just deserve a spanking.

[draconita]

[ A soft sound, followed by the wet press of her tongue against his earlobe. ]

I'll run away before you manage.

[darotisentys]

That would be a sight, would it not? The two of us racing around the pleasure den.

[draconita]

[ She laughs, trailing kisses down to his neck, fingers eagerly teasing the straps of his jerkin open. ]

Terribly shocking. Imagine the gossip.

[darotisentys]

Indeed.

[He doesn't stop her this time.]

Would you enjoy it if I bent you over my knee?

[draconita]

Have you tried it before?

[ Ah, a little victory. She'll happily continue with her labor, hands caressing his sides over the exposed shift, her lips warm and eager as they reclaim his mouth. ]

It can be quite thrilling.

[darotisentys]

[She knows he hasn't.]

I am inclined to believe so.

[draconita]

[ She lets the fine leather garment slide off his arms, tossing it to the side without tearing her eyes away from him. Delicate fingers move beneath his shift next, delighting in the feel of skin. ]

Anything you want, I'll indulge you in.

[ Because he'll never believe her when she says "I missed you" but it is the truth all the same. ]

Only good in here. Remember?

[darotisentys]

[He takes in a sharp breath at the feel of her hands on his skin. No one has touched him in a very long time and it shows in how he instinctively jerks away. But he doesn’t leave.]

Only good.

[draconita]

[ She makes soft, soothing noises, kissing his temple, his cheek. Keeping her hands still, her touch barely there. ]

If you'd prefer to remain dressed...

[darotisentys]

Touch me.

[Not really answering the question, but it’s the best he can do. He reaches up to press her hands against his chest more firmly.]

I want you to get me used to it.

[draconita]

[ A soft, fleeting smile.

She leans in for a kiss; sweet and slow, a patient, molten thing meant not to rush, but to leave breathless.

Only then, when she feels him become somewhat relaxed does she move her hands to pull the shirt over his head, hands caressing the revealed skin with calm, measured movements. ]

... Like this.

[ Soft breasts, pressed against his strong frame. Her hands move to the planes of his back, to the little scars and the muscle there. Holding him, caressing - fitting together like pieces of the same puzzle. ]

[darotisentys]

[It's a kiss he allows himself to get lost in, some of the tension leaving his shoulders. He doesn't protest when she removes his shirt, though does make a soft sound when she presses against him. The feel of her skin on his is like fire.]