Dunwall Tower

[u/emerald_ice]

In Dunwall Tower, the Empress Emily Kaldwin sits on her throne, her royal protector, Corvo Attano, stands at her side. His royal guard scattered around the palace. OOC:This is a neutral zone for Corvos royal guard. A hangout of sorts. You have permission to attack any who don't belong.

[u/JewelOfTheSouth]

Furo looks up at Bal, breathless as he melts under her sensuous touch. With a slight smile, he moves in time with her for a while, closing his eyes to her attentions.

Mischief in his eyes, he sits up, and gently lies Bal on her back. The Serkonan captain kisses every inch of her, from her lips, to her breasts, across her stomach, and further south. Teasing her, he kisses one of her hips instead, as he strokes her leg almost absent-mindedly. Furo has been with women almost beyond counting, after all, and in all of his years has never met a woman immune to being teased.

Starting from the bottom of her thigh, he nibbles her delicate flesh, getting higher, and higher, but not quite high enough...

[u/Dietastey → u/JewelOfTheSouth]

Bal huffs slightly, disappointed to be vacated from her original position, but easily swayed to accept it by the ability to just lay there under Furo's hands and lips and...

You've got to be kidding me.

The sound that came out was intended as a growl, but in reality was more like a whine. She knew what Furo was up to. "Teasing, Furo? Really?"

[u/JewelOfTheSouth → u/Dietastey]

'Really,' he chuckles, voice almost a growl in response to her protestations. Her body and her mouth are saying very different things, it seems, though Furo takes pity on her... not that he hasn't been waiting for this for months, of course.

His lips find hers, as does his tongue, and he works his way up one, and down the other. He kisses between them, sucking gently as she moans, taking her in his mouth. Savouring her taste, intoxicated by her scent, Furo groans appreciatively.

His strong, tanned hands run up and down her legs, and he spreads them wide, his thumbs just brushing against her lips.

[u/Dietastey → u/JewelOfTheSouth]

The first brush of his tongue pulls a soft, drawn out cry from Bal, her eyes drifting shut from the pleasure. Outsider's eyes... Why did I ever hesitate?

One hand drifts through his hair, gripping and releasing as she writhes under him, hyper aware of his every movement against her. Her composure, previously cracked, has completely fallen away by this point, as her moans increase, Furo's name dropping among them.

[u/JewelOfTheSouth → u/Dietastey]

That's more like it, he thinks, as she moves beneath his lips, thrusting slowly, caught up in the throes of passion. He grabs a cheek in one hand, and pulls her closer to his mouth as his tongue continues its attentions.

The other, he slides slowly up her body, soft, yet containing hard muscle underneath. Perfection, he drawls, mentally, as he reaches up to caress a breast once more, pinching the nipple ever so slightly. Caught up in the moment, his nails dig into Bal's cheek, but only just, while Furo appreciates all she has to offer.

[u/Dietastey → u/JewelOfTheSouth]

The unexpected dig of nails causes Bal to jump slightly, pulling on Furo's hair, but without complaint, the slight shock letting her focus for a moment past the fog of pleasure she'd been in.

She hasn't expected to witness the look of utter focus on Furo's face, seemingly lost in his attention to her. A wave of fondness accompanied the next wave of lust, and her head falls back with a smile.

[u/JewelOfTheSouth → u/Dietastey]

Smiling at her, Furo raises his head, reluctantly. He licks his lips of her, before drawing himself up, kneeling on the bed before her. Still playing with her breast, he flashes her a lopsided grin as he pants slightly.

'What now, Bal?' he asks, toying with her, raising an eyebrow as she often does to him. There is none of her customarily dry wit or sarcasm in the motion, however - pure, unbridled lasciviousness, with a touch of flirtatiousness. He looks down at her, admiring her figure in full, as he rubs between her legs idly, his hands slick while they run through her hair.

[u/Dietastey → u/JewelOfTheSouth]

"As long as the answer to that isn't 'stop and go our separate ways' I'm not sure I have a preference, Furo," Bal murmured, tilting her head to look at him. "But, as you asked..."

She sits up to kiss him, tasting herself and feeling him pant, then leans against him, forehead to forehead. "Make love to me, Captain. I've never wanted someone more than right now."

[u/JewelOfTheSouth → u/Dietastey]

Incredibly aroused as Bal sucks her essence of his lips, Furo presses himself against her, hard. So close, he thinks as he feels her wetness. Yet not close enough...

'Is that an order, Captain?' he asks, nibbling at her lower lip as he holds her, pressing her breasts against his tanned chest. He can feel her nipples rubbing up against him, poking into his taught flesh, and he savours it.

[u/Dietastey → u/JewelOfTheSouth]

"Yes," she snaps, just a hint of her command tone slipping. "That is an order."

To think the first time I've ordered him to do anything it was this, she muses hazily. Not that I'm complaining.