Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20141113103340/@comment-5583506-20150104213530

"Agreed", said Varg and held out a helping hand for one of the children to grab. "Come here, little friend. I won't hurt you."

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"Hey there, cutie!"

The Redguard turned around to see a lonely Breton woman leaning over a table and smiling at him. His Altmer companion had just left him, so he was welcome to accept any kind of company this charming young lady could offer... mostly because she was charming... and a young lady...

"Hey", he replied and smirked. "Would you like to sit here with me and have a drink?"

"Oh, gee, I don't know", said the Breton woman and adjusted some hair tufts. "You see, I don't usually partake in drinking."

"Come on, it will be fun! I promise!"

He wasn't going to let this opportunity slip out of his hand. Usually it was his handsome Altmer friend who got all the ladies, but now when he was alone, he finally had someone's attention. To his delight the Breton woman finally joined him by the table with a seductive smile on her lips.

"So, what's your name, sugar?" asked the Redguard.

"It's Claire", cooed the Breton. "And yours?"

"Hazek. What would you like to drink?"

He froze up when he felt her that her hand had discreetly snucked under the table and was working its way up to his crotch.

"I don't know", she said playfully. "But I do know what I want to do..."

He swallowed as he noticed how she began to unbutton his pants. "I am... I am all ears."

"Not here", she whispered in his ear. "The basement. Where we can be... alone. And you... you can be as... rough as you like."

He looked over his shoulder to make sure that the stupid Altmer hadn't returned to spoil the fun. But he reckoned he wouldn't miss him if he was gone for half an hour or so, even though they had a caravan to ambush at dawn. He nodded in agreement and slightly adjusted his pants to hide his bulge.

"I never knew that you Breton girls were so... promiscious?"

The young Breton woman giggled as she guided him to the basement. "At least some of us..."

Down in the basement it was dark and damp. The owner surely didn't pay any attention to clean these parts of the building. The corners were filled with cobweb and rat droppings and the stone floor was cold.

"You sure you want to do it here?" asked Hazek. "It's dark and so... secluded..."

"Oh, believe me", said the Breton woman as she closed the basement door and locked it from the inside with the twist of the key.

Her voice suddenly seemed so much more deeper than the bright bird-chirps he had heard before. She then turned to him with eyes glowing of desire, but not for lovemaking...

"I haven't fed properly for over a week", said Carmilla through Claire as she fell on the screaming Redguard.