The Fortress
*after peeking in on Faith's property a little beast wandered into the Fortress.. humming quietly as she moved slowly through the main romm.. bare feet silent on the wood floor except for the soft chiming of slave bells*

Legs lifting to hook around you once you plant her against the desk. Taking her opportunity to rock her body deliciously against yours. Her deft fingers slipping between them as you expertly kiss her, working their way over your abs and down to the fly of your pants.

The desk was definitely likely to help. He slides his hands lower and he lifts you up and turns to sit you on the desk. He was a problem solver after all. Less leaning, more kissing and his lips never left yours during the desk maneuver.

His hands would normally go to your back, but he was aware that you were sporting fresh ink back there. So his wall calloused hands slide up your side from your waist, up until his thumbs pressed up under your ample breasts.

Lounge
"Dangerous?" An ironic incredulity, coming from her. Between her and Melody Belle, they could personally attest to near-murderous encounters with a man who went by the name Tom Harrow, also known as The City Strangler.

…a few other young women were not so lucky.

"Oh, is 'Peach Grove' the events center you were talking about? I'm excited to make use of it — CityCoin is steadily expanding marketshare, and these staker meetings are starting to get more and more serious, you know what I mean? I hope you're ready for a deluge of obnoxious new-generation Finance Bros…" her apologetic, faint smile gave you the one-glance summary of just what she thought of her most lucrative userbase. Her analytics would say that her beauty-focused social media were largely female viewers, and anything to do with money and crypto were overwhelmingly male, even though she encouraged more women to get into the finance space.

"Artists? Mmmmm, I don't know a ton personally, but I know of some people. Are you comfortable going into Rockshore? Or… is your company?" Holly took a small sip from her wine, glancing toward the bourgogne glass with a pleasantly surprised bounce of her brow. Maybe she could be a wine person, after all?

"Mmm, has the company kinda kept you all tied up, or have you had a chance to break free a bit, go exploring? I've been here like basically all my life and I gotta say I end up having to carve out my own fun most of the time…" And Holly paused, in spite of how she almost formed an indirect question, though she hovered a strawberry before herself as if to keep a foot in the conversational doorway.

"You do any partying?"

That last word burdened with subtext. Not… any parting requiring an organizer.

DiningRoom
Vanessa's lips curve into a small, appreciative smile at Ace's attempt to uplift her spirits. She knows he means well, and his efforts to make her happy never go unnoticed.

"Yeah, we've always been close," she agrees softly, her gaze drifting momentarily before returning to meet his.

His sarcasm about her father's old-fashioned beliefs brings a faint chuckle to her lips, but there's a hint of tension in her expression. She appreciates Ace's support, but she knows all too well the complexities of her father's mindset.

"Exactly," she replies, a thoughtful furrow creasing her brow. "Daddy's always been... well, Daddy. You know where you stand with him, even if you don't always agree."

She pauses, her thoughts lingering on the potential complications of her parents visiting, especially given the vast differences between her father's views and Ace's own.

"It's just... I worry about the clash, you know?" she admits, her voice tinged with uncertainty. "Having them here together, it could get... tense."

But then, a spark of excitement flickers in her eyes as she shifts the conversation to their impending marriage and the unexpected news of their baby's imminent arrival.

"But despite all that," she continues, a hint of enthusiasm lacing her words, "I can't help but feel excited. Knowing our little one couldn't wait to join us... it's... special, isn't it? I cant wait to have a little you under foot."

That desk of yours right about now, might be awfully helpful in rectifying the height difference situation. Or they could get to that in a minute because holy hell did your lips not feel like some kind of delicious sin.

You could be any type of woman you want to be leading up into this situation, she was just going to be herself. Unabashedly bold and unapologetic. Tasting the inside of his mouth while pressing him back against his desk, was going to be her move.

sees midnight reach the clock hands........slides slowly down in my cage and stretches out on the floor as best i can.....covers my nakedness with blankets and tries to doze..........with nervous butterflies in my tummy

Making mental notes.

Make sure you're ready.
Sergeant Poindexter - 7 am

Got it.

Tucking the make-up and salve with the tube of Analeze, garnering quite a collection of products in such a short time. The salve is not used, not this time anyway. There are still eyes staring at me from across the corridor so I don't bother to examine the angry, red welt risen across both ass cheeks and wrapped around one slim hip. I ignore it like it's not there. I reach for the sack and pull that over my head, ignoring that too as it touches the welt and just about has me out of my skin.

Onto the cot, and onto my side, thoughts coming in rapidly as the game is afoot now friends. Some time passes before I'm able to close my eyes and find sleep.

Lp

YACHTS

Your
Ass
Can
Have
Twitched
Surprisingly

SURPRISINGLY

Let’s you and I do shots

Song: Red House
by Jimi Hendrix

Song: Remember
by Jimi Hendrix

He sees that drop of modesty and he knew what was next. The height different was something he was always having to deal with.

But then you're pressing those curves against him and pulling him down to your waiting lips. He goes, just leans down and his lips find yours in a hungry, deep kiss. His arms loop around you and his hands instinctively slide down and over your curvy ass. He gives a squeeze of both pants clad cheeks as he pull you even more in against him.

good
I'll call for you say 700ish for cocktails and butler passed apps
you can knock off work early to get ready
there's that thoughtful benevolence again!

stepping outside, then locking you in
Sgt Poindexter will call for you at 7 am sharp
don't keep him waiting
...and I expect good reports

heading back to my office and Scotch bottle

l/p

Song: Can You See Me
by Jimi Hendrix

Lounge
The corner of her mouth quirked slightly. Undoubtedly you get get Jack's attention. Hell you might even get him to step out on his wife. Caroline didn't really understand relationships. It's why she keeps it to about a three week stretch and then a nicely written thank you note.

So they tell me. But I have a lot of married girlfriends and I wouldn't say all of their catches were goods, so I think there's still a few out there.

She couldn't help a little chuckle when you said for her not to worry about it. Ms. Blanc I'm not really sure what it is we're talking about anymore. I think I got lost somewhere.

She ran her tongue over the inside of her teeth and forced herself to breath slowly. The play I know about is written by her. If you know of a different play I'm afraid I'm out of luck. Dee? She moved here recently.

Her eyes fluttered for a moment in shock. Sleepy? This city is pretty active. My company didn't want to send me here, they were worried it was too dangerous.

Peach Grove is nearly finished, I can start holding conferences there in about four weeks. I'm over budget. Not going to get the art that I wanted. Oh I don't suppose you know a good local artist? Preferably one who works in metals?

Song: Highway Chile
by Jimi Hendrix

Walking in waving to mona

Song: 51st Anniversary
by Jimi Hendrix