Game RP The Fallen's Roses (RedCoat)

She bit a smirk back, but she steeped forward, as his hand touched the zipper, the clasp opening as his gingers mouthed it, and she turned him, pushing him on his bed. "Perhaps those shameful liars would have gotten further...." She said as she put her foot on his lap, pressing lightly as as she reached behind her back to let her dress unzip the rest of the way. Lettingvit unfurl on her slowly.
 
He blinked as she pushed him back onto the bed, squirming as she pressed her tight clad foot against his midriff "Ah, wh... Wha?" He mumbled, before his eyes were drawn to her chest, the unfurling dress revealing the orbs to his eyes, forgetting his previous concern about her foot as he licked his lips "Mmm, I think I was right about the dress hiding a more beautiful sight..."
 
"Of course My lady..." He replied in a sultry tone, reaching up her legs to where her Tights stopped on her thighs, gently pulling them down one after the other, even as he left a kiss on her calves, glancing up her skirt to where her panties remained.
 
"Yes my lady..." He replied in a dulled tone, even as he remained exactly where he was, still staring at her panties, head beneath her skirt. Had her power really been that necessary... He likely would have followed orders regardless, if he thought it would get him laid...
 
She stroked his head gently, her power making her fist ache as he sat still. Sge she stepped back from from slowly. Dudcshe have to control him outright....not yet. But sge had an idea. She put her fingers under his chin, looking hik in the eyes. "When we are finished, you will show me more treasures." She whispered . Planting a command, rather than a direct order.
 
He nodded slowly to her words "Yes Marron... I will show you the vaults... When we are done..." As he finished speaking, the ache in her hand would fade, even as his eyes would uncloud "Huh... Wha... What was... I doing..." He mumbled, before his eyes returned to her panties, his mind returning to where it was before her power "I... I'm sorry, Marron, I think I spaced out... now where were we?"
 
Marron hummed. Considering ending things right there....but she didn't know how the power would work. If it woukd be a thought he believed he wanted or something he merely would perform. "You were serving me." She said as she stroked his face with two fingers. "I think I prefer it when you kneel...." She purred
 
He paused as she spoke, licking his lips as she stroked his face and spoke of him kneeling "Mmm, well who am I to disappoint a Lady?" He teased, kneeling down and gently pushing her onto the bed, his hands moving to begin removing her panties, leaving her in just her Bra as he moved his tongue to her slit.
 
He grinned as he felt her legs landing onto his shoulders, tilting his head back to look up at her before he touched her slit "Are you ready, My lady?" He asked softly, waiting for her permission before running his tongue over her waiting pussy.
 
His hands moved around her hips as she shifted away from him, gripping her ass and holding her in place as much as her hands in his hair held him, his tongue running gently across her as he listened to her moans, inwardly smirking as he expected this to go like every other time.
 
As she felt his tongue working her, heevhead lulled back as she took the pleasure on, her fingers tightening in him as her delicate noises jumped out if her. Mostly pushing herself to even sound s vulnerable abd warm, the pleasure dripping through her as she got wetter.
 
Marron's pleasured sounds only increased his actions, as he pressed her for more, wanting her to moan louder as he did so, his hands squeezing her ass tighter as he did so, wanting to draw more moans from her, even if it was just an act.
 
Marron raised her voice slightly louder as he pushed himself, her hips lifting, pressing and rolling her hips forward against his mouth. She looked up at the ceiling, her eyes scanning the room. "Thats- it- " she moaned out as she looked at the paintings on the walls.
 
As her eyes scanned the room, she'd see the vast majority of the valuables had two things in common. They weren't the most valuable, and they were also covered in dust. Did the maids simply never enter the room, or was the family not as rich as they outwardly appeared... Perhaps both were questions for later, when she'd gotten her rocks off fully, even as he began to press his tongue into her, squeezing her ass as he did so.
 
He pressed a little further as he felt her twitching, smirking to himself as he knew she was enjoying herself properly now, misjudging her pretending to be legitimate interest in him, even as she'd recognise a couple of the paintings now. Specifically, one that had once adorned the walls at her home.
 
Marron's body tensed as she looked at the painting, a simply one, not a portrait, but an abstract, peice that her father had bought from a long dead artist. A peice that was a clashing, smoky black and chilling swaths of blues and whites. Her hand curled tighter in his hair, her voice clipping as she felt the lurking anger in her body. A painting that she would always see. One of the first things her parents fought over when they had to sell their things for only a few more weeks of money to pretend to be in order.
 
She wasn't sure whether she wanted to press his face back between her legs, or bash his face against the edge of the bed frame until he had no teeth left in his mouth. He was lying. He had to be. The lethal itch in her body reared higher, but she fought to control herself. If sge killed him...she would never gather her desires. She loosened her grip slightly. "I thought they went for fair prices."
 
He pulled back from her slit, looking back up "Well yeah, when the people selling 'em don't have to choose between taking the offer and watching their kids starve. Dad does it a lot. Waits for people to get desperate, then snaps up the valuable shit." He shrugged "Probably using tonight to pick his next marks, considering the amount of people coming."
 

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