Fantasy RP Sweet Attentions (Schoeche)

[Knight_of_None]

"Everett." Vander said over his shoulder, the bard looking over. "Come here abd help me cook." The leader said, though it wasn't particularly pointed or guided, he was too focused on making a proper meal. Everett winked at Aethel. "We can teach you." He said playfully before he walked around to help Vander.

Briggs looked away from Aethel as she was left alone, though she got the impression the Druid probably was keen enough in his senses to have picked up on their talk.

 

[Schoeche]

Aethel watched the young devil go with an increased interest. Her focus shifted from him to the other members of the camp in turn. All sorts of new curiosities and ideas were coming into her mind, a fact that showed fairly clearly on her face. She looked at Briggs, wondering what he was like under the simple Druid robes and what opportunities his shifting powers could create. Her gaze shifted to the leader, outlined by the glow of the fire he was cooking over. He was the only one that actually intimidated her. But that very intimidation excited her. She wanted to prove herself to him as well, and she wondered what his gruff, powerful frame would be like. Her breast rose and fell more quickly in her. Rising excitement.

 

[Knight_of_None]

As her mind raced with her options, her body stirred up with every beat of her heart, Gage, the fighter tapped her shoulder. "You alright?" He asked. Unlike the more alluring Everett, or somewhat scruffy and tough outer shell that Vander provided, Gage was well kept, clean, but a tad average in his looks. What made the difference was his physique, out of his armor the warrior in common clothing, though it was tighter on him, his body betraying its training and strength. If she had to guess, Gage was likely the strongest physically, save any large beasts that Briggs could have become. "Did Everett do something to you?" He whispered, looking at the Devilish man as he was in the midst of chopping up some of the beef. "If he's making you feel bothered, I'll sort him right out."

 

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Aethel shook her head, her eyes roving over Gage’s figure hungrily. “No. I mean, I don’t want someone to sort him out, anyway. Maybe you could me though?” She smiled up at him, somehow both eager and shy at the same moment. She eagerly wanted something to happen and was too fearful to make a move both at the same time. She watched him, trying to discern if he caught her meaning and wondering what his response was.

 

[Knight_of_None]

"You want me to....sort you okay?" He said tilting his head slightly at her, seeming to unsure what she was asking. "What? You want me to wrestle you? You seem like dainty for that." He said obliviously.

 

[Schoeche]

She shook her head, then shrugged. “I mean, it’s kind of like wrestling, I think. I… I don’t know much about it.” She flushed bright red, not quite sure how to handle it when he didn’t understand. “N-never mind. Everett can help me with it.”

 

[Knight_of_None]

"Why would-" Gage paused. "Oh. You mean that kind of wrestling." He muttered as he suddenly laughed. "Sorry, I don't think that will work out with me." He said as shook his head. "Got a girl back home."

 

[Schoeche]

Aethel looked down, disappointed. "Oh... that's fine, I guess." She looked at him wistfully. "I mean, it wouldn't be anything serious. I'm not asking for love, just offering to repay a debt."

 

[Knight_of_None]

He flushed slightly. "You repaid me already with your gesture. I'm flattered really." He said reaching out gently and patting her leg lightly. "However, im sure you can show everyone else a nice time." He said as he gave her thigh a soft squeeze.

 

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“I hope so.” She smiled up at him. “And if you change your mind, let me know.” She bit her lip, disappointed she wouldn’t be able to spend time with him. She glanced back to where the devil was helping make supper, impatient for things to move along.

 

[Knight_of_None]

"Heh, if you don't know the dance, you sure are eager for a partner" he said simply as she casted a look at Everett. The Bad looked at her, with a knowing shak of his head and a grin. Had he nknown she was eager? Eager enough to try for anyone. But his hand twitched , waving a finger as he stirred the pot. She fekt something under her skirt , almost like a breeze buffeted it a moment, but she felt a hand coasting between her thighs, the magic spell thst he once used to touch her at a distance being used ahain...for a much more comforting reason. It moved with experience but care, easing her thighs apart a little as she felt the thum and fore finger start to tease her clit and sex. Was he teasing her? Preparing he his eyes flickered in the warmth of the light, glinting on her. He would tale care of her tonight, she could feel his own hunger beaming into her.

 

[Schoeche]

Aethel started and gasped, then flushed again. She caught his look and understood immediately. She wanted to put her hand down to see what was there, but she could not without showing everyone what was happening. She squirmed, enjoying the sensations. Her legs shifted apart a little and she leaned back, resting on her hands. Her eyes fixed on the Devil, her mind suddenly far from the conversation she had just been having.

 

[Knight_of_None]

The bard smirked as he stirred the pot faster, only a touch so, but the spell upon her stroking her clit in steady circles, her panties being slid aside as she felt the fingers slowly pressing into her, only one at first to test her feel. He never broke eye contact with her, his eyes were running all over her, she could almost sense it, the warmth that fell over her chest, and scanned over her body. It was like his gaze was leering through her clothes.

 

[Schoeche]

She gasped and quivered, unable to hide the effect of the sensations. She tried to move to her feet, but the hand prevented her. A shudder ran through her. She lay back on the grass, staring up at the stars. Her face was flushed, her bosoms rose and fell, and her hip-s rocked against nothing as if under their own will.

 

[Knight_of_None]

As she suddenly laid back, she felt the hand teasing her faster and faster, the Finger inside her curling and joined by a second. She wasn't subtle, atleast in the light of the fire. Briggs moved himself over, but the Druid and healer nearly instantly knew that she wasn't in danger or pain. Gage was still beside her, her bliss only drawing on more attention, these adventurers, these strangers were going to watch her giving into the masterful touch.

 

[Schoeche]

She shuddered again. Her legs parted, her breast heaves. Soft, moaning whimpers came from her lips. She writhed softly on the ground for a moment, her fingers clutching at the grass. Her breath caught for a moment, then came out in a low, intense moan that increased in volume. Moan after moan rocked her till she finally fell back. She went completely limp, spent by her pleasure. She lay still, breathing heavily. Then her eyes opened again and she turned her head to look at the watching company. Her face flushed. She turned away with a giggle, hiding her face.

 

[Knight_of_None]

"Everett, can you not fuck around with the Camp Bunny while you stir the pot." Vander said dryly as she hid her face. "She looked like she needed some handling. Oh well. Briggs! Yiu can stir the pot and I'll entertain our guest some more." Everett said smirking at the half elf. Briggs glanced at Vander. "Camp Bunny, you going to need a minute or are you good to keep entertaining my boys?" The leader said over his shoulder, taking the ladle.

 

[Schoeche]

Aethel sat up, still looking a little bewildered. She looked around at each of the camp members, enjoying the attention even if it made her shy. “I…I’m good.” She was entertaining then all already, she realized. If that was what it felt like to entertain them, she could do it all day. Her eyes lit as she looked around to see what was in store next.

 

[Knight_of_None]

Vander poured some soup into a bowl as Briggs licked his lips slightly. "Well then, can you dance for us, Camp Bunny?" Vander said seeming to be taking charge of her already. "Surely you know how to do that?" He said as Everett rubbed his chin, watching her as she felt the Unseen hand give her panties a pull, sliding them down underneath her skirt little by little.

 

[Schoeche]

Aethel nodded and stood. She was gaining a little bit of courage again. She looked toward the bard. "Can I have some music." She hesitated a bit, not sure how to respond to her departing panties, but decided to ignore it. There wasn't much she'd be able to do about it anyway. She waited for the music to begin, taking her cue from that what style of dance to do.

 

[Knight_of_None]

The bard winked her as he drew up his lyre, starting to strum and play, the song started off slow to give her time take in the tempo as it picked up little by little. The fire changed color, popping and crackling into pink flames. It reminded her of the quicker song she would hear in the tavern, when the moods were high and men would cheer and tease for a waitress to show their skin.

 

[Schoeche]

She started off fairly slowly, following the music. Her lithe body moved gracefully around the fire, showing at times her full self in the full glow of the fire, and other times only the gyrating silhouette of her eager contortions. She had watched the barmaids dance many times, and she knew well how to follow their example. This was the first time, though, that she had the full attention of an audience all to herself. The pride flushed her face. Red hair flew around her face. She was wearing dress with a laced up top, and as the song increased in its tempo, she began slowly loosening her blouse, one lace at a time as she found time in her dance.

 

[Knight_of_None]

Everett watched her dance, when she was following his spong, he was using her moves to carry the momentum. As she took out the lace of her dance, the song shifted slightly, fast paced still, but drawing his fingers along the strings to make sensual beats. As she danced around the flames, she saw Briggs ooggling on her, clapping along with the song as he was eyeing her breasts. Passing him by, she saw Gage trying, but failing to keep from admiring her body.

But Vander was merely watching eating casually.

 

[Schoeche]

Her body motions responded to each shift in the music. As the song became more sensual, her body movements did as well. Subtle little things, a run of the hand, a thrust of the hips, the smooth sliding of her body. She changed her direction as well. Instead of primarily focusing on the fire, she started focusing on the men. This again was what she had seen the barmaids do when they were trying for an extra tip, for example. She still went round the fire, but now it was from soldier to soldier. She would pause briefly before each one, making eye contact with them. She began to tease them, drawing back her blouse or lifting her skirt to show an expanse of smooth, white skin. She stopped just short of showing anything completely explicit, though, leaving it at suggestions and hints for now.

 

[Knight_of_None]

Everett smirked at her as she teased the men, she saw Briggs leaning in as she drew back her her blouse. But as she moved to keep financing, she felt the Druid reach out and pinch her on the ass.

 

[Schoeche]

She giggled. The next time she came around to the druid, he got a full view of her firm, white ass as she bent over, and flipped her skirt up in front of him. She giggled and twirled out of his reach just before he could react. For Briggs, she blew a kiss and winked at him.

 

[Knight_of_None]

As she danced out of his reach, he moved up briefly. Nearly grabbing on her bare ass while the group cheered her on and laughed. Everett played faster as the group jeered. "Take it all off Bunny!" Everett whooped .

 

[Schoeche]

Aethel followed commands well. She halted her dance on the side of the fire farthest from any of the watching men. She continued to swing her body and gyrate, but her movement slowed considerably. After a moments hesitation, partially as a tease and partially out of genuine bashfulness, her top came off, revealing large but pert breasts. Her soft white skin glowed in the pink firelight. A moment later, her skirt followed, followed by shoes, stockings, and last of all, her panties. She stood there swaying in the firelight, a vision of seductive, innocent beauty. She looked round the circle, eyes glittering eagerly. “Who’s first?”

 

[Knight_of_None]

As she offered herself to the group, she noticed that Vanderbwas gone, briefly anyhow as Her action would be pulled by the feeling of hands on her breasts, The music was still playing, but the sensuality of the song was all there was left. The bards charming music only seemed to make the moment more intense. As she looked to see who was groping ger so boldly, , Briggs had her breasts in both hands, squeezing abd kneading on her hungrily. She had made the shapeshifters hunger so pronounced that she saw his eyes flickering into that of some feral, lustful thing. Gage however had covered his eyes when she started getting naked, the taken man found his sense. But she knew that she had tempted him greatly through jet little routine.

 

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Aethel leaned back against brigs, turning her head toward him to se. She offered him a smile as she pressed herself against him. Her lips were parted, her breathing heavy. She gazed into his hungry eyes, enthralled by the strength of the passion she saw there. She squirmed back against him, her body warm against his.