Having reached the small building, she knocked, and the door opened instantly. After stepping in, her first impression was of complete darkness before she realised what had happened to the room. Her mouth slightly agape, she looked around as behind her, the door silently closed. She could hear the clicking of a lock.
The whole, little room had been draped in red cloth, the walls, the old desks and cabinets, and the floor. By the look of it, a lot of recruits would have to sleep under the open sky tonight. Plates with candles were set on every available surface, in combination with the red cloth draping giving the whole room the impression of being inside a glowing ember. In the niche to the left lay a mattress, covered in sheets and a few pillows which looked as if they had been scrounged from the Gomorrah. Beside it stood a plate with fruit, a bottle of wine and two glasses. With a word of appreciation on her lips the courier turned around, to freeze on the spot, open-mouthed. Vulpes was nonchalantly leaning against the draped console, wearing a small smirk and his Legion kilt... and nothing else.
“Good evening. Are my arrangements to your satisfaction?” “Uh... well.” The courier swallowed and finally managed to smile. “Surprising, but... let’s say it looks promising.” After pushing himself off the console, Vulpes slowly walked up to the courier, his movements graceful and controlled. He caught her eyes, and she noticed that his eyes, due to the red light in the room, had a strange, slightly demonic amber glow to them.
Vulpes took another step forward and placed his hands on her shoulders, then ran them slowly down her arms until he closed his hands around hers and brought her fingers up to his face. Not taking his eyes off her face he kissed her fingertips, one after another, slowly, and always with that tiny smirk on his face. “Very promising”, the courier whispered and with his smirk widening ever so slightly Vulpes let go of her fingers and cupped her cheeks in his hands. His lips met hers and the courier now hesitatingly closed her arms around Vulpes’ bare torso, running her fingers tentatively over the scars adorning his back.
Vulpes broke the kiss, but only to whisper into her ear: “Come and sit down with me.” The courier followed the tug of his hands willingly and let herself be lowered onto the mattress where Vulpes kissed her again, gently, unhurriedly, and without using his tongue. His hands began to roam, however, across her shoulders, up and down her arms, down her back and up her flanks again. After a few delicious moments of teasing her with his fingertips, he broke the kiss, leaned back, and began to slowly and deliberately undress her.
The courier closed her eyes, her heart already beating fast and hard, as Vulpes’ long and for a man surprisingly slender fingers began to work their magic. His lips joined the efforts, and the courier couldn’t help but moan softly when Vulpes caressed every inch of her skin he had just laid bare with soft and gentle kisses. He took his time with that, and covered her skin with kisses until her whole body was aglow.
When she was finally naked he pushed her gently down and lay down beside her, one arm around her hip, the other propping his torso up. The courier watched his face still bearing the faint smirk, but by now there was a strange, banked glow in his eyes as well. She lifted a hand and ran a cautious finger down his cheekbone and the smirk widened into a smile for a second before he leaned over her and kissed her again, this time with a lot more passion. The courier slung her arms around his neck and opened her lips to him and Vulpes moved his free hand up over her belly, gently cupping one of her breasts. When his fingers closed around her nipple she moaned into his kiss, but he just went on rolling it carefully between his fingers until she began to squirm.
Make it worth my while 2/6
The whole, little room had been draped in red cloth, the walls, the old desks and cabinets, and the floor. By the look of it, a lot of recruits would have to sleep under the open sky tonight. Plates with candles were set on every available surface, in combination with the red cloth draping giving the whole room the impression of being inside a glowing ember. In the niche to the left lay a mattress, covered in sheets and a few pillows which looked as if they had been scrounged from the Gomorrah. Beside it stood a plate with fruit, a bottle of wine and two glasses. With a word of appreciation on her lips the courier turned around, to freeze on the spot, open-mouthed. Vulpes was nonchalantly leaning against the draped console, wearing a small smirk and his Legion kilt... and nothing else.
“Good evening. Are my arrangements to your satisfaction?”
“Uh... well.” The courier swallowed and finally managed to smile. “Surprising, but... let’s say it looks promising.”
After pushing himself off the console, Vulpes slowly walked up to the courier, his movements graceful and controlled. He caught her eyes, and she noticed that his eyes, due to the red light in the room, had a strange, slightly demonic amber glow to them.
Vulpes took another step forward and placed his hands on her shoulders, then ran them slowly down her arms until he closed his hands around hers and brought her fingers up to his face. Not taking his eyes off her face he kissed her fingertips, one after another, slowly, and always with that tiny smirk on his face.
“Very promising”, the courier whispered and with his smirk widening ever so slightly Vulpes let go of her fingers and cupped her cheeks in his hands. His lips met hers and the courier now hesitatingly closed her arms around Vulpes’ bare torso, running her fingers tentatively over the scars adorning his back.
Vulpes broke the kiss, but only to whisper into her ear: “Come and sit down with me.”
The courier followed the tug of his hands willingly and let herself be lowered onto the mattress where Vulpes kissed her again, gently, unhurriedly, and without using his tongue. His hands began to roam, however, across her shoulders, up and down her arms, down her back and up her flanks again. After a few delicious moments of teasing her with his fingertips, he broke the kiss, leaned back, and began to slowly and deliberately undress her.
The courier closed her eyes, her heart already beating fast and hard, as Vulpes’ long and for a man surprisingly slender fingers began to work their magic. His lips joined the efforts, and the courier couldn’t help but moan softly when Vulpes caressed every inch of her skin he had just laid bare with soft and gentle kisses. He took his time with that, and covered her skin with kisses until her whole body was aglow.
When she was finally naked he pushed her gently down and lay down beside her, one arm around her hip, the other propping his torso up. The courier watched his face still bearing the faint smirk, but by now there was a strange, banked glow in his eyes as well. She lifted a hand and ran a cautious finger down his cheekbone and the smirk widened into a smile for a second before he leaned over her and kissed her again, this time with a lot more passion. The courier slung her arms around his neck and opened her lips to him and Vulpes moved his free hand up over her belly, gently cupping one of her breasts. When his fingers closed around her nipple she moaned into his kiss, but he just went on rolling it carefully between his fingers until she began to squirm.