The Drow Queen of Glaley [Very NSFW]

[Coquette Blacquin]

"i'm sorry," she whispers, swallowing hard. "I'm sorry for any insult," she says, louder. 

[NPCs]

"Pah," Odette spits, scorn on her face. "Your apologies are as thin as your blood. But I've spent enough time watching your filth." Waving dismissively at Coquette, she turns to leave, to walk away. But even with the building pain seeping into her body, Coquette doesn't miss how Odette's eyes fight to stay on her until the very last.

[Coquette Blacquin]

While Noire gleefully rejoices, Sweetheart sags a little, almost imperceptibly. I'm glad it's over.

[Zevran]

A moment later, Zevran appears in her view, then fills it as he kneels inches in front of her. "Well done, Sweetheart," he croons, kissing her lightly. "You did so well. I am so very, very pleased with you "

[Coquette Blacquin]

"Thank you, master," she purrs, sleepily, clearly a bit out of it. 

[Zevran]

A warm smile forms briefly, interrupted as he kisses her once again. Reaching behind her, he so very carefully strokes two fingers across her raw back. There's a cut of of pain at the touch, but it swiftly dims to a chilly numbness, leaving behind only a mild ache. The numbness is rather complete, however, dulling not just the pain but any sensation on her back at all. Cold as well; not as bad as that one walk through Eyrelin's quarters in Draslina for sure, but easily on par with emerging from the valley lake before the sun has fully risen. (She doesn't often think of her life with Varisia, but her wife had disliked morning swims so they'd been a rare solitary pursuit while on vacation.) 

[Coquette Blacquin]

More of her body relaxes, and she presses her head against his side like a cat seeking attention. 

[Zevran]

One hand continues apply the numbing ointment with loving tenderness, while the other comes to rest firmly on the swell of her ass. It's a very intimate, perhaps even lewd, touch, but Sweetheart would also swiftly realize he's now supporting a good bit of her wait, taking some pressure off her knees. "Such a good girl," he whispers, nuzzling the top of her head. "My sweet girl. My beloved Sweetheart. You did so good, I'm so proud of you, my brave girl."

[Coquette Blacquin]

Slowly, Coquette brings herself to standing, her knees aching a bit as she does. Am I already getting old? Noire wonders, but says nothing about it. "Thank you, my husband," she says, her voice soft and a bit tender. "Come, let us eat in our chambers tonight. Where is my new purchase?"

[Zevran]

Zevran flicks his eye to the side, guiding Coquette to spotting Estelle and Odette deep in conversation. "She ambushed her right after she stepped away. I believe they're haggling over the extra price," he whispers, eyes lowering as the balance of power shifts back to her. "As for our newest addition..." Again, a snap shift of his eyes guides her to... to... Well, Coquette assumes it's the new girl, given her trust in Zevran, but it can't be determined from here. The room isn't huge, but it's more than the sixty foot range for Coquette's darkvision, meaning the shadowed lump hiding in an alcove near the exit is something of a mystery. Too short for an adult drow but given the weird profile, she's likely hunched over or squatting perhaps? 

[Coquette Blacquin]

"Fetch her. Bring her to my chambers." A pause. "Instruct her to put her things in with Obi, in the servant's quarters."

[Zevran]

Zevran stills a second in his ministrations. ",I... An loathe to leave you unattended, my Lady."

[Coquette Blacquin]

"I shall be fine," she says, firmly. "For the few moments it takes you to collect her, I shall be perfectly fine."

[Zevran]

"I..." Zevran sighs, a slight pout on his face. "I know, I am merely... feeling protective at the moment." He steps back and bows, low but quick. "By your command, my Lady."

[Coquette Blacquin]

Noire nods, then begins heading for the exit, head held high, as if she does this every day. She doesn't look at Tenachka as she passes the devilborn, though she does note her.