William the Bloody
Valaryion Dragonborn
Her grip tightened on the wheel, the slight discoloration of her hands revealed the pressure utilized. A revelation that wasn't quite hidden despite her best efforts. The tactile sensation beneath his hand changed as small bumps rose beneath his fingers. It was difficult to halt your body from betraying your inner most thoughts and emotions. And his hand was on the pulse of [member="Umai"], a subtle gesture that was innocent on the surface, but afforded a closer knowledge of the woman sitting next to him. Eyes opened once more and his head lazily turned taking in her profile.
Her words were another crafted maneuver, one he appreciated. It had been some time since he had this much amusement. And the young man bored easily. One of the cons of being the smartest one in the room at any given moment. Yet he wasn't omniscient, he didn't know everything. Not that he would ever allow that sentiment be spoken allowed. He thrived on knowing everything, everyone. The knowledge of the strength and weaknesses gave him unimaginable power through leverage. And Umai wanted to know more of her mother. It was a useful bargaining chip to utilize.
"Almost flattered? Why, Ms Umai, that sounds awfully close to being a compliment."
His playful banter was an attempt to pull her in as his hand warmed against her thigh. A smile and warmth reflected within his eyes as he turned slightly for a better view of the witchy beauty. Of course he never gave without also taking away. A gentle caress before a well placed slap.
"In the grand scale of the cosmos, you matter not. You have no worth to the galactic vision save for a stellar body that could leave one desirous to know the contours of your feminine charm."
His grip tightened on the inner thigh as a sign that perhaps, he found her very appealing and attractive. His gesture a physical revelation that he wanted her. But then, as he had given her something of value, it was time to take it once more. He moved his hand from her and shifted away, an almost bored expression revealed as he looked away onto his side of the speeder.
"However this is Ryloth. Such carnal pleasure to rival and exceed the offer you have is easily found. Any urge that your visage illicits is easily remedied by having several of my twilek dancers waiting for me in my bed when I return. Because I am a man of immense appetite that a single woman, such as yourself, could never satisfy."
Ahead the massive iron gayes of a cemetery quickly approached. Turning his head he allowed an insatiable look of hunger to cross his features, lips parted to be moistened by the tip of his tongue as he greedily ran his eyes over her body with no attempt to hide the feral features. Then the look eased away as he gave a dismissive shrug. Nodding ahead to the gates he spoke, all trace of physical desire once worn completely eradicated in his voice.
"We have arrived my little slave."
Opening the door of the speeder once it had stopped he moved to the iron gates, waiting for her to follow him, as was his intended desire. He didn't offer any information for their arrival at this destination.
Her words were another crafted maneuver, one he appreciated. It had been some time since he had this much amusement. And the young man bored easily. One of the cons of being the smartest one in the room at any given moment. Yet he wasn't omniscient, he didn't know everything. Not that he would ever allow that sentiment be spoken allowed. He thrived on knowing everything, everyone. The knowledge of the strength and weaknesses gave him unimaginable power through leverage. And Umai wanted to know more of her mother. It was a useful bargaining chip to utilize.
"Almost flattered? Why, Ms Umai, that sounds awfully close to being a compliment."
His playful banter was an attempt to pull her in as his hand warmed against her thigh. A smile and warmth reflected within his eyes as he turned slightly for a better view of the witchy beauty. Of course he never gave without also taking away. A gentle caress before a well placed slap.
"In the grand scale of the cosmos, you matter not. You have no worth to the galactic vision save for a stellar body that could leave one desirous to know the contours of your feminine charm."
His grip tightened on the inner thigh as a sign that perhaps, he found her very appealing and attractive. His gesture a physical revelation that he wanted her. But then, as he had given her something of value, it was time to take it once more. He moved his hand from her and shifted away, an almost bored expression revealed as he looked away onto his side of the speeder.
"However this is Ryloth. Such carnal pleasure to rival and exceed the offer you have is easily found. Any urge that your visage illicits is easily remedied by having several of my twilek dancers waiting for me in my bed when I return. Because I am a man of immense appetite that a single woman, such as yourself, could never satisfy."
Ahead the massive iron gayes of a cemetery quickly approached. Turning his head he allowed an insatiable look of hunger to cross his features, lips parted to be moistened by the tip of his tongue as he greedily ran his eyes over her body with no attempt to hide the feral features. Then the look eased away as he gave a dismissive shrug. Nodding ahead to the gates he spoke, all trace of physical desire once worn completely eradicated in his voice.
"We have arrived my little slave."
Opening the door of the speeder once it had stopped he moved to the iron gates, waiting for her to follow him, as was his intended desire. He didn't offer any information for their arrival at this destination.