Spoiler: Seduction Check D100: 75+15 (Motherly Influence) = 90 (Crit) Carius looks at her silently for a few moments, before he reaches out to touch the hand she has on his chest, and then all at once he leans forward and kisses her, clumsily but passionately.
“A pleasure to meet you as well, Felicia. I am Eanne – though I am sure you were already informed who I am, since the guards checked my identification.” Eanne smiled as the maid even as she frowned on the inside. I can't help but feel like I'm missing something... Am I being paranoid? Hopefully so... “How long have you worked here?” She asked as she took another sip, almost finished with her drink.
Hersilia kisses back, moving closer to Carius and wrapping her other arm around his shoulders so she can press her body against his. She takes the time to use her more experienced tongue to guide his, letting them rub together before letting his into her mouth so she can briefly suckle upon it. When they finally come up for air, she pants in his ear, "We don't have much time for now... so would my mouth or my breasts most please you at this moment, my Emperor?"
As he roughly fucks her, Vizelle feels her new 'master' reach around to begin stimulating her clit, surprising her with his skill. It doesn't take long for her to feel an orgasm swiftly oncoming.
(That's fine. Hope things go well) The door slides open, and the elf enters the room. "Something to drink?" She holds up a bottle of some liquor. "I hear you got chosen to be on the Emperor's council."
"O-ooh. S-so good. M-master I-m-may I cum, p-pleaseee." Vizelle moaned, coaxing him even more. And if he allows her, she squirts right on his cock. Her stocking-clad legs quivering, as her pussy tightens around his shaft even more.
Spoiler: Felicia's Awareness Check D100: 31 (Fail) Felicia doesn't seem to notice Eanne's discomfort. "I've been here for about a year and a half." She smiles. "It's been good, I must admit. Far better than many other places I've worked at."
As they stop kissing, Carius looks stunned for a moment, amazed that she just asked him that question. "Y-Your, um, your breasts..." Looking down, she sees that his hard on is poking up against his pants, and that it's truly massive. His size doesn't surprise her, though, since her late husband had used gene modification to increase his own size, so it makes sense that Carius would have inherited the trait.
“I'm glad to hear that. I know that working at a high-class establishment can be... demanding – in many ways...” Eanne smiled at the maid and finished her drink. “Mmm, tasty. Why don't we continue our chat in one of the rooms upstairs?” She suggested as she licked her lips again.
"You want to cum before your master? Greedy whore." He teases her relentlessly, but finally allows her to cum. The inquisitor doesn't last much longer, however, cumming inside her with neither warning nor permission, and filling her up with his cum.
"As you wish, my Emperor," Hersilia coos as she slowly drops to her knees, kissing his torso through his clothing as she goes. When she reaches his pants, she quickly moves to unzip them, fishing out his giant manhood with skilled fingers that she tries to wrap around them, stroking along the length softly. "Ah... you've gotten so big," she purrs both referring to him in general and to... well... his size. She uses her other hand to loosen her strapless dress enough so that she can fish out her tits, the orbs made slightly larger again through her bit of magic. At the same time, she begins to lick the head of his cock to start making it wet and slick for what is to come.
"Aaaahn, f-foorgive meeee!" Vizelle whimpered as he edged her, until he finally gave her permission. "Mmmmmh!" As she felt his seed unload inside of her, the sorceress moans. Making it seem as if her legs had gave out, while continuing to plant her an addiction towards her in his mind.
"It can be, but meeting those demands can be a reward of their own." She smirks. "Yes, that sounds lovely. Wait a moment, and I'll go book us...you...one." She gets up and heads to a counter. Spoiler: Awareness Check D100: 61 (Pass) This time, as the maid leaves, Eanne's feeling of being watched is vindicated, as she sees a short noble in dark clothing watching her, and not in a way that suggests he's just some 'admirer'. The man is skilled at not standing out in the crowd, but she catches him as he begins to move. As he heads behind a group of people, however, he disappears. Felicia returns, an eager smile on her face. "If you'd follow me, please?"
"Maybe a glass, perhaps." Not seeing any reason to refuse, she approached a cabinet in her room that would have glasses for just such an occasion. Placing them on the table, she began to sit and allow the elf to pour. "Yes. I'm surprised they wouldn't appoint a human to the position. I suspect it's politics so they can tell other empires how accepting they are by putting a token xeno on the council just so they can say they have one. Regardless, it's a position that I can do a lot more at directing the Institute's goals in, so I don't view it negatively. The Terran's are so excited to be learning how to upgrade jump drives for the first time and learning new patterns for energy shields. In a lot of ways, In many ways, I feel like a mother watching her baby learn to take it's first steps." From Vivian's expression and tone as she sipped her wine, it was clear that she didn't really see how anything she said could be taken in anyway as patronizing.
“Lead the way, my dear.” Eanne smiled as she got up and followed the maid, pretending to have not noticed the suspicious noble. Still she tried to keep an eye out for anything else suspicious as they walked.
His cock springs free, and she feels it twitch as she begins to stimulate him. ""S-So have you." He jokes lamely, as her tongue begins to lick up his precum.
"Ten minutes out." Valleus' acolyte says over the intercom, and Valleus reluctantly pulls away from her, fixing his clothes. "A shame, I wouldn't have minded more time to play with you. Never mind, there'll be time for that later." He moves to take some weapons from a rack, surprisingly businesslike just moments after sex.
A giggle and another lick is her response to his attempt at a joke, briefly taking the cockhead in her mouth to suckle on it and let her drool slowly slip down the rest of it. Once she is sure he is wet enough, she lets him go with her mouth and sits up so that she can press her breasts around his dick. Humming at the pleasing feeling of his warmth against her, while burying him in her own, she slowly starts stroking her tits up and down, looking up at him with a gentle, pleasing smile.
"Y-yes... master." Vizelle moaned, finalizing the inquisitor's brainwashing. It would be too obvious if he suddenly acts too out of place, so, how about letting him think I'm his slave while we're alone. While being my close friend out in public. She cooed, standing up and using her magic to clean herself up, and fix her leotard. She then pulls up her dress, "Mmh. Please leave this to me, master. I'll make quick work of them." She said in a seductive tone.
Calca chuckles, as she pours some of the liquid into two glasses. "Perhaps they would be a little more advanced if they didn't kill each other over what technologies are and are not kosher. Cheers." She takes a sip. "I'm glad I got you to come along for this trip. I get the feeling it's not going to be an easy one."
