"I did, thank you." Becket said as he waved his hand, his shape eyes looking around from under his glasses. "Do you have time for a short chat?" He asked as he waved his hand to the exit of the alleyway. "I would not ant to impose..."
I smile at the man. He is so polite. I want to laugh but one should always respect their elders. “Of course Becket. What do you want to talk about?”
"Hmm... Your experience as a Kindred so far." He started making his way out of the exit. "You see, you are new to the community, thus, you havea unique perspective on what is happening in the city right now." He explained.
I consider Becket's words: “If being new to Warsaw is what you were talking about, then yes, I haven’t been here quite a month.
The man hummed. "It's not what I had in mind." He paused. "But... yes, that would also be something I would like to learn." He nodded his head. He continued walking, leading Chloe back to the river. "What I was interested, is your experience in your... new state."
I had been reticent to talk about being a neonate. Not just for me but for my sire’s sake too. “It is different. To know longer feel the sun. To not hunger for for my favorite foods. Tonoearn about dangers and thrills that I thought were fodder for movies, books and TV shows.”
For a moment, a small smile graced his lips -but it was so short, Chloe was not sure if she imagined it. "And what of your feelings? The perception of the night?" He asked. It seemed that he was seeking something specific... but she could not tell what.
“I seem more drawn to fascinating things. I was never one to play with other women… but now… if they pique my curiosity, I find them exhilarating. There are things that no longer drive me. Food, money, mortal cares. And I have a need to hunt and survive,” I ramble on hoping to hit on the topic he’s looking for.
The man listened carefully, slowly nodding his head. "Most of those are not out of those ordinary." He paused. "What about other feelings..." He paused, searching. "I would not want to suggest anything but..." he hummed. "The kindred have become restless recently, and there are rumours... rumours of something old." He sighted. "Many Kindred reported that they felt something..." he leaned against the railing and looked at the city. "Did you know, that before Camraila, these lands were a place of battle between several clans?"
I looked at the elder like I looked at my middle-aged uncle, who was way too into WWII. “Yeah, I was never a history nerd. I was more of a party girl. I don’t have much of a clue what you are talking about.”
He paused. "Oh, you will get to appreciate the history... especially if it can affect you." He hummed. "Because some the knights and kings of old are still around, plotting, fighting." He smiled. "Come to think of it, some of the dragons as well. Here, in those lands, even more than elsewhere." He looked at Chloe. "It might be wise to start learning of ancient knowledge, because you might meet one." He paused and sniffed the air a few times. "Hmm... it will be raining tonight." He commented with a frown.
“Kings, knights, and dragons? This sounds more like Tolkien than Anne Rice,” I say, not fully understanding what Bexket is talking about.
Becket's lips quirked. "If I was to use an author... it would be Lovecraft." He paused. Slowly he shook his head before turning to Chloe. "Thank you for your aid, Childe." He said, nodding his head. It was clear that he intended to end the meeting at this point.
“So quick to give up on your student? You come to me wanting to know how I view things, and I tell you that these things that seemed like horror stories and fairy tales only weeks ago are now becoming more and more real to me, and you disprove because I make a sarcastic remark. Perhaps you are the type that can only research from the page,” I say, pulling my cell out, ready to call Clara.
"A student, now?" He looked at her with amusement. "It's not the sarcastic remark, that made me quicken to end our meeting. It's the stench of licks that think that they are being subtle while lurking in shadow." He explained. "But, I can obviously give you some more time, if you desire so~" He smiled as he turned to Chloe. "So, my student, what is it that you wish to inquire about?"
"Oh?" Niki smiled a she put down the needle. "Well then~" She started putting on a rather sizeable strap-on. "I suggest making it nice wet and slick, before I ram it~" The secretary said, the dildo dangling before Emilia's lips.
Emilia lets out a breath, before her lips curl back into a smirk. "Well, if you ask like that..." She leans forward, tongue stretching out of her mouth to trace little circles around the tip of plastic cock.
The thing is big... Bigger then what Emilia is used to... ! Suddenly the woman grabbed her by hair and pulled, jamming the dildo into her throat, she starts throat fucking her.
"H-Hngh!" Emilia's hands fly to her lover's thighs, mascara-dyed tears running down her cheeks as her throat is violated.
