Vasha chuckles delightfully, stroking Luke's cheek. "My sweet Luke... I know who you are deep down. You'd never rape anyone. And you couldn't rape me, since that would require me to not want you." The inquisitor is keenly aware of his cock rubbing against her belly.
The beautiful blonde moves atop him, straddling him, as her fingers trace along the intricate designs on his chest. "Beautiful... What do they mean?" She asks. Dylan sees her moving, pulling up her bag and opening it, and pulling out a bit of string. "Why don't we try something new for you?" She smirks. Suddenly, he feels tightness, as she ties the string firmly around the base of his cock. "Mmmh, and this is illustrated, too... I can't say I've ever tasted one like this." Her tongue begins to trace its way around the head of his cock. With the string tying his length, he feels the teasing touch even more potently.
She sees the scholar there, following the prints as well. "Oh, Natasha, thank God." He gives a sigh of relief.
Luke closed his eyes for a moment, his lips kissing the hand stroking his scars, 'Lord forgive me, what are you doing to me, Vasha?' Vasha could feel the cool wetness of Luke's precum on her belly. The young man leaned in again, pressing his lips to hers needily. Trying to loosen her bandages, he grabbed her breast, exploring her curves.
"Wrong answer." Mori raises his hand, and slaps her ass. "The correct answer was, "Please use any of my slutty holes, Mori-sama." He said in a teasing tone, as he aligns his cock with her asshole. And before Eloise could reply, he thrusts forward, impaling her with his massive cock. He hilts himself deep inside of her, pressing against the back of her womb.
Natasha gives a sigh of relief too. That adventure begins to give big effect on her psychic. "Yeah, I'm happy to see you too." She said steping closer. "So, now we have to find way upstairs, to find your wife. Hmm..." She said and look at bookshelf, really high. "Do you know how to climb? We could try to follow this way up." She said.
"I'm setting you free." She smiles, and kisses him passionately, more passionately than he'd ever imagined in his lonely nights in the Schola. Her flimsy garments easily come free, and suddenly he's feeling her breasts, so soft and full and he feels a type of electricity run up his body at even being able to touch such a woman. "No one can see us here..." Vasha moans between kisses. "Not your priests, or your church, or even your God. So be mine, tonight..." She mutters breathlessly.
"I-uh... Yeah, we could do that." He nods, a little nervous. It's certainly doable, if quite dangerous, since they could fall from a high distance.
"Careful, I think the people below are getting curious." Mori said, as he begins moving. Slowly pulling out to let her feel every inch of his cock scraping against her back hole. Before brutally thrusting forward, hilting himself as deep as he could within her bowels, and delivering another hit to the back of her womb. The smuggler continues his rhythm, trying to see is Eloise can hold out without attracting a crowd.
Too bad that they don't have any climb equipment or at least some rope to tied themselves together. Natasha put her sword in belts and split on her hands, to get ready for climb. "Just make sure to follow climber rules, like 'three of four' so you looking for next step only when your three limbs are holding steady. And don't look down." She said and she begins climbing.
Luke kissed her clumsily but enthusiasticly, a horny teenager with years of pent-up lust. Every woman he had ever coveted, be they nuns in the schola, passers-by on the street or even Mother Louisa, personified in the Isis priestess. His hand kneaded her breast, as he spoke between lustful kisses, 'I can't... I'd be breaking my vows... it'd be wrong.' Despite his words, he didn't relent for a moment, caught in a daze. Vasha could palpably feel the need and lust for her inside him, his animal instincts and heightened emotions around her telling him to rut with the sensual priestess until exhaustion.
Eloise muffles a scream, and though the people at street level don't seem to notice, Mori hears movement from the balcony below.
Spoiler: Dex Roll D100: 78 Max slips at one point, halfway up, but Natasha manages to catch him and help him back to his perch. Finally, they make it up to the top, and above them, she sees a hole in the ceiling that she can climb up.
"Shhh. Now it's the people from right below us. You don't want to disturb the other customers, do you?" Mori said in a teasing tone, as he changes his rhythm. This time pulling out as fast as he can. And thrusting forward gently, to let her feel how his thick cock spreads her open.
"You've already broken your vows by wanting me. By wanting her." For a moment, her short hair grows long and blonde, and he realises that he's kissing Louisa, before her form shifts back to the Egyptian beauty he knows. "What's one more broken rule?" She shifts her position, until he feels his cock pressing against her entrance, lips wet with desire for him. "I want you, Luke, and you want me back. This isn't just right...It's holy. Now...be mine."
They made short break to relax and regenerate their stamina. Natasha drink water from her cantine and offer to Max. "That is crazy adventure, isn't it? If someone say to me month ago that I would be wandering naked in lost city of ancient gods, I would call him pervert and punch him in the face." She said as she tried to collect her breath. "Well, now I'm looking like crazy woman." She said and look at the hole in the ceiling. "Alright, let's move up." She said as she started climbing.
"Heh, I would have said something similar." Max eagerly takes a drink. "Crazy or not, I'm glad you're here." He smiles. Together, they manage to make it up. They find themselves in a thin but long tunnel, running alongside a passage. Through slits, Natasha can see the library below, and spot several monsters. On the other side of the wall, she hears a low growl.
"Come on, we've been over this, Eloise-chan." Mori chuckled, "I'm a dick, your a masochistic slut. We were meant to find each other." He teased, "Besides. When you're this wet, nothing defiant you say sounds convincing." He said, grabbing her stocking-clad thigh, and pulling it up to raise her leg.
