The Education of a Noblewoman [NSFW]

[Tethras Clan]

Time fix: Menki 18, 1198 TL, a continuance of here

Zevran chuckles softly. "I begin to see how the shape of this shall go," he comments in a husky voice, getting a throaty hum from Shannon. And a slight wiggle of her hips and legs. "As you command, Lady Holder," he says crisply, hands dipping into the bag to pull out a small bottle that the clips to the side of the table. Pumping some oil into his hands, he rubs them together to warm it, then begins to work on her calves with slow, deft motions.

"For the first bit, I'm just going to be focusing on relaxation," he murmurs, glancing at Coquette so she realizes he's directing this at her. "This can be part of a regular sexual encounter, of course, as being relaxed and content is far from the worst place to start an intimate interaction. And the amount of physical contact, the closeness, the vulnerability of being nude... all of that can, but doesn't have to, lend itself as the start of sex."

[Coquette Blacquin]

Coquette nods, settling in to watch. This is all so strange. But hopefully pleasant? "I see."

[Shannon zi'Marass]

"Mmm," Shannon sighs softly, a loose smile on her lips. "This is very nice. I had realized how tense my le- ah," she gasps, buttocks and thighs tensing. "La, yes, thereeee," she moans as Zevran works at a spot a few inches below her right knee.

[Tethras Clan]

"It can be difficult to find the right degree of pressure," Zevran murmurs as he continues to work. "It is better to be too light than too hard, however, so one should work up, not down. Too little and it just won't be effective at releasing tension. Too hard, however, can be painful. If you like, I can show you how hard I am pressing now on your arm, Lady Coquette."

[Coquette Blacquin]

"Perhaps later," teases Coquette. "I have no desire to be murdered as the one who pulled you away from Shannon's leg just now."

[Shannon zi'Marass]

"Lady Holder," the noblewoman in question moans, then gasps as Zevran skims a finger up the back of her thigh.

[Tethras Clan]

"As you can see, mixing up the... intensity of touches is just as effective as the location and speed," Zevran comments lightly.

[Coquette Blacquin]

"My apologies, Lady Holder," says Coquette, hiding a smile behind her hand. She does look to be enjoying this greatly.

[Tethras Clan]

Over the next ten minutes, Zevran makes his way up Shannon's legs, stopping at the curve of her buttocks, then moves to her hands. Again, he works his way inwards, using fingers, palms, even elbow and lips to almost melt the merikos aasimar boneless. All the while, he keeps up a soft patter of explanation, advice and commentary, interwoven with softly crooned compliments and praise directed at the Lady Holder. And occasionally to Coquette, particularly after she consents to trying her hand at a bit of foot massage.

When the madame moves onto Shannon's back, by way of straddling her thighs, it doesn't take long before she starts trying to grind back against him. "Dammit, stop moving- make me cum!" she finally snarls, twisting her head to glare at Zeran, who glances to the side, checking in on Coquette.

[Coquette Blacquin]

Coquette freezes, watching the scene. This is what you agreed to, she tells herself. It's nothing much. You've seen worse, done worse. This is...

And, truly, it's not that bad. When she manages to push aside the sense of propriety, the shame over being interested, she is.... curious. And a little excited. I'm keen to see if he's really that amazing, she realizes, a little surprised. And so, after a moment or two's deliberation, she nods, leaning forward just a bit to get a better angle. 

[Tethras Clan]

Zevran flashes a smile, then pushes backwards a little, so he's across her lower thighs instead. "As you command, Lady Holder," he says gently, bowing his head. And then continues to bow, low enough that he can kiss the back of her neck. Hands slipping around the sides of Shannon, he does something Coquette can't see even as he bites her on the curve of her shoulder. Not hard, not enough to break the skin, but it's enough. Combined with how primed she already was, the feel of him, solid, warm and taunt against her back and ass, his hands on her breasts, Shannon lets out a soft, strangled gasp and shudders wildly. Zevran continues to press against her, suckling lightly on her skin for a long moment, until Shannon slumps against the table.

"Would you mind getting a glass of water, Coquette?" Zevran asks softly, hands moving back to Shannon's arms to stroke her skin gently. "She'll need a moment."

[Coquette Blacquin]

Coquette stares, biting her lower lip, as Zevran works his magic. So this is what it looks like from the outside -- how strange. And yet... 

Somewhere, deep in her gut, a riot of feelings she's locked away from her everyday self make themselves known. She bites her lip harder, almost enough to draw blood, hoping to quell the yearning, the desire, the need to be touched and seen and known. Enough! I am still Lady Coquette, however debased.

At Zevran's request, she nods, standing primly and moving to fetch the drink. I will not let base urges overcome me. Poise. Dignity. Self-respect.

[Shannon zi'Marass]

Shannon breathlessly continues her low but constant stream of rather vulgar demands, observations and just random phrases as she relaxes. As Coquette returns with the goblet of water, she takes a deep shuddery breath, a lazy smile forming. She looks up at her friend with queer look in her eyes, then winces. "Co... are you- I hope I didn't offend. I can be... rather lewd, crass, while... focusing." Somewhat clumsy change there, but given circumstances, she can perhaps be forgiven.

[Coquette Blacquin]

"Of course not," says Coquette, with a polite smile. "This is what I am here to learn."

[Shannon zi'Marass]

"Enjoy," Shannon mumbles, shifting a little. "You're supposed to- well, I'd hoped that you'd enjoy it as well," she says with a sigh, reaching out to take Coquette's hand.