"You had quite a company you were around." His lips quirked. "The presence of the Malkavian right here, at this time... It's troubling." He admitted. "In LA, when she was embraced, the entire Kindred community was troubled by the arrival of the Ankaran Sarcophagus. It was said, that it was to hold an ancient Assyrian king Messerach, who was believed to be a Kindred elder. The events surrounding the Sarcophagus lead to the fall of Kuei Jin clique in LA, numerous Sabbath meeting their final death and Camarilla's Prince and Sheriff's deaths. All, by the hands Malkavian who was but a few weeks old, by the time she left LA reshaped and burning." He looked at Chloe. "Do you understand, what I am implying?"
I stand in awe. “I can barely act without tripping over my own feet. And she did all that?” “Do you think she will try to do the same here in Prague?”
The man was silent for a moment. "I don't know." He admitted. "But I know that she is but another dangerous element in Warsaw." He turned to the side, and looked behind Chloe. "Your car has arrived." And she could hear the engine approaching.
I had a lot to ponder. I hoped Clara could perhaps clear up all the confusion I was feeling at the moment.
"Ah!" Emilia yelps loudly, feeling the impact of skin against skin as her body is used and abused by her secretary, the fake phallus splitting apart her inner walls, harsh fingers pinching her sensitive nipples. She shudders hard, her cry of surprise turning to a low moan. "O-Oh fuck... Keep going, baby..." She pants, a lusty smile cresting her lips as she feels her hair being pulled back, the other woman's tongue entering her mouth as a kiss is forced upon her.
Becket bows lightly. "Well then, this is where we should part ways." He said. "I wish you luck in nights to come."
"Slut~" Niki chuckeled. Slap! A hand landed on the ass of Emilia. This was a switch in the roles, that Niki enjoyed, taking control of her boss, the lowly peasant showing up the nobility, and such thing. She quickened the pace - it would not take long for both of them to come to their respective peaks.
Emilia presses her hips back, driving the fake phallus ever deeper, crying out in lust as her ass goes red from repeated strikes, sweat pouring down her body. Finally, she shudders, biting her lip as she reaches her peak.
Niki quickened her movements, plowing the elder pussy with all her might. The room was filled with noise of slapping, moans, groans and smell of sex. Niki grabbed Emilia by hair and quickened her movements, becoming rougher in her treatment of the woman, quickly bringing her to orgasm...
I slip into the car with Clara. “Thanks for being so prompt. But I do have a couple of questions before we go back home.”
Chloe entered the car, leaving Becket behind as they drove away. A music started playing in the radio, some local song. Clara turned the car, giving in the direction of haven. "Yes, young Miss?" She asked, her tone neutral.
“I met an elder or older vampire, Beckett. He seemed to be very knowledgeable. Then some crazy kindred showed up. A Malkovian, no, that’s not right, Malkavian. She spoke in riddles that seemed to have no answers. And then there was talk of a ball. I’m Sorry, it’s all so confusing.”
"Malkavians." Clara corrected her. "Surprisingly, it makes a perfect sense." She hummed as she slowed down on the lights. "Becket. Becket..." She tasted the name... before frowning. "The name seems familiar... Anyway, what is your question?" She asked as she waited on the red light. A drop of water landed on the front glass.
Well, Becket and the crazy lady said something about a ball? Do you know if there is one happening soon? And if so, would I be allowed to attend? I know Hector and his brother had quite the row about me. It seemed like my existence could be… problematic.”
The light turned green, and another and another drop landed on the glass. Chloe started driving, just as a wall of rain started falling from the sky. "I... am not sure about any ball." She said after a moment. "But the Prince might be organising something." She hummed. "It's a little early, but Hector might use this to introduce you..." there was uncertainty in her voice.
“What is it, Clara?” I ask, putting on my best concerned voice. I lean forward, letting my deep cleavage become very visible. “You seem unsure about something?”
Clara frowned as she drove forward. "Ah, I am unsure what master's plans are." She admitted. "It's- shit!" The car stopped suddenly - Chloe could make out the lights of another car in front. Clara looked sharply forward, at the car, her hand moved from the gear to the compartment behind the gear and slid inside. The car started moving backwards, blocking their way. Then, slowly drove by, disappearing in the rain. Clara changed the gear and drove forward, her eyes moving to the mirror from time to time.
“Is something wrong?” I ask as I watch the car disappear into the downpour. “That seemed odd. Is there trouble?”
Clara frowned. "I thought- no." She shook her head. "Just being paranoid, I guess. In this weather, it's easy for mortal to make a mistake that could result in an accident. " She relaxed a little as she continued the drive. The rain was becoming stronger. "I guess... my instincts are kicking in... sometimes it's better to have that reaction the not." She started a little faster, only slowing down a few intersections further. "Quite a rain." She commented idly. A new song started playing.
“Ah, yes, a real gully washer is what this would be called back where I’m from,” I say as the rain pounds on the car. “It is nice to know that terrible drivers aren’t just restricted to the North American continent. So, the introduction Hector would do of me—what would it entail? Should I dress a certain way? Are there rituals?”
