The Dragon's Head Tavern and Inn, Vorland, 1438 ATC
Ruari kept her hand on her cutlass as she walked towards the lake for her and Venser's spar session. Seeing as she tended to spend her days dodging swords or using them, she gave him a bit of an advantage and decided to let him go first "Alright. You can try and hit me first, since you're the one who hasn't spent the past months fighting for a living. At least as far as I know." She told him, keeping her back to him as she began to walk around the lake.
Once Ro awoke earlier, she decided to slip into the first outfit she wore when she had first sailed to the continent of Posiil. A navy blue tunic that basically looked like a swimsuit with a flap of material at the front and back. Her green and red thong that read 'Venser's Property' visible when jumped or made quick movements. A red scarf around her right bicep, black boots that came beneath her knees, and a leather pauldron on her left shoulder. The islandic elf was a little over five feet, had long pointed ears, crystal blue eyes, and a thin, belly dancer's figure.
As they stood on the edge of the great blue lake under a clear, spring sky Venser grabbed his bladeless sword from his belt and held it in his right hand. ''Letting me take a free hit huh?'' He asked twirling the hilt around, allowing a short, ivory colored blade to pop out once it made it's round. He entered a defensive stance with both hands on it before fluidly stepping to the side, and to the side again in front of Rauri, swinging his short sword at her and dealing the opening blow of their spar.
Ro swiftly moved to the side, narrowly missing the hit before drawing her cutlass. She held her sword pointed to the ground, and her stance was not one someone would use in a real battle; a hand at her waist and standing at her full height. She raised her blade in challenge. "Once more, and try not to miss this time." She teased with a smirk.
As the cool breeze flowed through the air, so did the sounds of their blades cutting through it. Swish. Wish. Clashing and chiming of blades that met in the duel.
Venser stepped back and thrusted the blade of his sword, aiming to hit Rauri in the chest. His strike was fast and ferocious.
Before he could land a hit on her, she yet again simply moved aside. "Come on, what did I say about missing!" She laughed, bringing her sword up to swing at his lower body so she wouldn't damage anything important.
Before he could land a hit on her, she yet again simply moved aside. "Come on, what did I say about missing!" Ro laughed, bringing her cutlass up to swing at his lower body so she wouldn't damage anything important. ''Mhm!'' The bearded man jumped back and the cutlass barely caught his pants, not actually doing any damage but Venser could feel how close it was. He side stepped with her and brought his sword underneath hers, moving forward and turning his sword that was clashed up against hers, attempting to disarm Rauri and toss her sword away.
She slid her blade away, once she caught onto what he was trying to do. She, instead of going for his sword, slashed at the arm holding it in her own attempt to disarm him.
Venser swung his sword to the side to deflect her strike but she swung to quick and cut the underside of his arm. ''Gah!'' He growled and swung his sword at Rauri's neck from the left with oen hand.
Ro ducked quickly, successfully dodging the strike. She grabbed at his wrist and held him in place only to deliver a swift kick to the side of his chest to try and send him to the ground.
''Ah!'' Venser held his stomach and dropped his sword in the sand. ''That's cheating!'' He made a backhand motion at Rauri and his mark glowed greenish white, blasting her with a powerful gut of wind strong enough to send her flying back into the waters of the lake.
Very surprised, Ruari was sent flying into the lake. She gave a gurgled scream and flailed in the water before realizing that it was only waist deep where she landed. She stood, embarrassed and shivering from the cold, to flick her hand over to Venser. Immediately, a shadow-like spell appeared to 'punch' him in the face. "So was that!"
''Ow! What the fuuuuu…!'' Venser held his nose and fell back down again. ''Some spar... Fun while it, ya know.''
With a sigh, Ruari trudged her way out of the lake. Ro gripped her sopping wet and algae stained dress to wring the water from it. "I have to admit, I didn't expect you to use magic outside of conjuring those helping hands at the bar and teleporting. Good job on surprising me." She said bitterly, taking a step and cringing at both the sound and feel of whatever the hell had gotten into her boots. Her good boots, too. With an exasperated groan, she sat on the ground and took off her boots, shaking them around and watching a rush of water come out of both shoes, along with some aquatic plant life. "Gross..." She complained.
''By the void you're wet.'' Duh. He shook her head at Rauri and said, ''We need to get you out of those clothes.''
"Aha... No. Let's just go back to the tavern, I have some clothes there I can change into." She took her boots in one hand and stood up, turning towards the direction they came and walking forward, barefoot and leaving a trail of water.
''I'm not done sparring with you.'' Venser said tackling Rauri to the ground, wrapping his arms around her waist and giving her a few pelvic thrusts from behind.
The islandic elf gave a yelp when she was tackled and manhandled. With a dramatic and annoyed sigh, she rolled over onto her back, pinning him to the ground, and squirmed in his grip. She tilted her head forwards only to swing it back in a sort-of headbutt against his collarbone. "Venser, If you don't let go of me this instant then I will make sure to leave extra early!" She threatened.
He grunted in pain but still held the short olive skinned elf close, brushing his lips against hers gently. ''C'mon Ro...'' Venser said with a seductive growl. ''Let's perform an experiment of our own right now... Let's just do it right here...''
"Enough!" Ruari yelled, grabbing his arm roughly and sending extremely painful shocks down it. "Can we please just go to the tavern?!" She asked him, anger very present in her expression.
''Arghhh...!'' He fell back and held his arms close to his chest, breathing heavily. ''Yeah... Yeah... Let's get going...'' Venser let out a few coughs and sat up. ''You'll have to do that to me again sometime.''
She gave a loud noise of disgust, getting up from where she was held and marching back to the tavern, leaving her boots behind. "...Can't believe you..."
Venser appeared out of a puff of thick red smoke beside Rauri, walking beside her carrying her boots in one hand, his sword back on his belt. ''C'mon. You love me.''
"Not right now, I don't!" She exclaimed, not acknologing him past responding verbaly. "Right now I'm pretty damn pissed at you, actually."
''Right, right. Sorry for supposedly cheating.'' Venser said as they walked. ''We didn't exactly establish a no magic rule right before the duel.''
"Mhm." She glared forward, shivering and hunched over. "And I'm assuming you still would've used magic even if we did set that rule, correct?"
''Only if I got desperate. Which I kinda did.'' Venser said lifting up his arm, showing Rauri the sliced fabric and the small cut. ''I'm sure you would have used magic too to escalate the fighting.''
She sighed, bring her arms to her chest and crossing them. "I don't bring magic into FAIR swordfights. Unlike some people... Ahem."
''Next time it won't happen.'' Venser said clearing his throat. ''What can I do to make ya feel better?''
"Make yourself useful and get me to the tavern. Now, preferrably." She uncrossed her arms and stopped walking, looking up at Venser with the most venomous glare she could muster.
He sighed and held out a scarred hand to Rauri. ''Fine. Bedroom or bar?''
"Bedroom, but as soon as we're there, you leave." She took his hand in her own.
Venser took Rauri's hand and the two disappeared in a puff of thick red smoke. For her, it felt like she was being thrown very fast and then stopped abruptly. They slammed down in the silk sheets of his bed and Venser hopped off, walking out the door. He turned and asked, ''You sure you want me to leave? I can stay and watch you change if you'd like.''
"Out, you pervert!" She threw a pillow from off the bed at his face.
''Hey wait but-'' He raised a hand up and caught a pillow with a furry golden throwover in a green aura, and then tossed it back at Rauri, closing the door. ''Right. I gotta piss.'' Venser said with a sigh walking off towards the bathroom.
She groaned into the comfy sheets, shoving herself off them and, unknowingly, rolling off the bed and onto the floor. Her yelp was loud enough that it could be heard by anyone in the tavern. She got up uneasily and walked around the room, looking at the furniture. "Where did I put it... That's not my dress... So many dresses... Rahda, Kail, and motherfucking Marilla...'' Ro muttered, swearing to the Island Gods.
After some fumbling around with drawers and through the wardrobe, she eventually found her other change of clothes that she hid away in Venser's room. She quickly took off her skimpy pirate outfit, dried herself off with some of Ven's clothing, and put on a sky blue dress, grabbing a good book she went outside to sit at the bar, bare feet pattering against the wood.
A few minutes later... Venser emerged from the bathroom, revealing that he had trimmed his beard and his hair a bit as he wandered back over to the bar. ''Ro?'' He asked looking about the room scratching his stomach. ''Oh pussy... Um. Everyone! Shadow tendrils will serve. I gotta go restock.'' He said taking a few steps onwards the stairs, before looking down to his boots. He sat down and removed them, setting them on top of the table before walking downstairs, and down another set of stairs to the basement.
A female elf of average height with long blonde hair bound up in a braid approached the building. Nuikia Pollux stopped just a short distance outside and took in her surroundings, trying to ensure that she had come to the right place before entering. Her nose crinkled a bit, as the definite smell of alcohol wafted past her on the breeze. ''I suppose this is the right place. If I remember the name right. Dragon's Egg, Dragon's Body, a lot of taverns with dragon in the name...'' She mumbled softly to herself as she walked forward and pushed open the doors. she was welcomed with a rather warm setting. Her felt shoes pattered on the wooden floor as she took a few steps in and sighed, looking around her once more for any people that may be inside
''Welcome to the Dragon's Head Tavern and Inn!'' Venser yelled popping up from behind like in a cartoon. He grunted and set a wooden box down on the bar, turning around to restock the bar. ''Wait a minute.'' He said holding a bottle of wine in one hand, looking to the elven woman. ''Well hello beautiful... I've seen you before...''
Nuikia rolled her eyes a bit at the comment, recognizing the man instantly as she began to walk up the steps to join the two gentlmen she could now see at the bar. ''So wonderful to see you again, Venser. After all this time.'' She opted to sit directly in front of Venser. ''It did take some asking around to find the palce. You left without giving any clue at all as to where it was located. And this is a big continent.'' Upon closer inspection, she wore a brown hide top that only covered the chest and a waistcloth with slits over the hips, leaving her midriffs and belly uncovered. Along with this, she also wore simple felt shoes, and iron armor plates on her shoulders as well as a bandoleer with many pouches and a quiver and longbow.
''Wonderful to see you too.'' Venser said with a smile, laying his head and elbows on the bar looking to her. He chuckled and stood up. ''Yeah... Um, work called me.'' He cleared his throat and grabbed a silver cocktail mixer from behind him, setting it down on the bar. He clapped his hands twice and two snakey, shadowy hands popped out from behind the bar. ''Restock the bar.'' He ordered them.
The blonde elf gave him a half-smile back, an eyebrow raising slightly as she watched the two shadow figures appear behind the bar. ''So, you told me you'd fix me a real drink if I ever saw you again. Well... Here I am.''
''Yeah... Yeah... Really love the outfit you're wearing...'' Venser said ogling her body, taking a bottle of vodka from the shadow tendrils. ''Grand Marnier and Whiskey Sour Mix.'' He told the shadow tendrils again pouring some of the vodka into the cocktail mixer, followed by an orange liquid and the whiskey sour mix. ''Ice.'' A third shadowy hand dumped a fistful of ice into it and Venser finished it off with a drop of glowing pink liquid from a vial he kept on his belt. He hummed something to himself shaking it up for about a minute, then poured her a glass of glowing pink liquid. ''I present to you... The Pink Footed Booby!'' He aid clasping his hands together setting the drink before Nuikia. When she would taste it she would find it tasted exactly like a strawberry starburst. Only liquid.
Nuikia Pollux smirked a bit, but it didn't last long as she giggled a bit at the hilarious name of the drink she was given. Her left hand grabbed the drink carefully from the counter, bringing it close to her face as her nose crinkled again from the smell of alcohol that greeted her. She had a rather good tolerance to the stuff and did enjoy a good drink, with her heightened sense of smell she normally tended to chug her drinks to get them away from her as quickly as possible. However, wanting to appreciate the drink for what it was, she took a decent sip from the glass, humming in approval as her mouth burst with a lovely taste of strawberry. ''I must say, Venser. You do make a nice drink. This may even be a new favorite of mine. Who knew a..."Pink Footed Booby" could taste so good?''
''I know right? I love boobies!'' He said grabbing a glass for himself, pouring himself some of the drink. ''It should be the house special. It's my signature drink. But the owner has her own signature drink that's the house special.''
Nuikia nodded in understanding, and downs the rest of the glass, her nose crinkling as the liquid nears her face again ''Well, I can't agree with you until I've tried more than just this drink. And I must concur, there's nothing wrong with a nice "booby."
''I think pairs of boobies are better.'' Venser said peaking a quick glance at her chest as she sat before him. He picked up his glass and took a sip, some of the glowing pink liquid dribbling down his beard. Upon closer inspection, part of his left sleeve was cut and he was bleeding. ''I mean, two are better than one right?''
The blonde elf propped her elbow up on the counter near her empty glass and places her cheek upon her raised hand as her other hand draws circles on the wood with a slender finger. ''Well, I have been with some species that only have one, but pairs do tend to be more pleasing to the eye.'' Her eyes look around the bar a bit and she notices it's a bit bare when it comes to decorations, but it is still a very cozy place. Her blue eyes landed back on the man's face in front of her. Nuikia observed his emerald eyes, and the tiny slits of pupils inside of them. Eyes have always been her favorite part of a being.
''Ya know, in all the years I've worked here not one like that has walked through this door.'' Venser said refilling his drink, looking past her trying to remember. ''Maybe... I don't remember.'' He chuckled. ''I have a tendency to get drunk on dury. But I still do one void of a job when I am drunk on duty!'' He matched his gaze with Nuikia's, staring back into her eyes. He caught her on this and asked, ''Like what ya see here?''
She smiled, breaking her gaze to just look at his entire face instead. ''I apologize. I always try to look at a person's eyes when getting to know them. Some people say they are gateways to the soul. That may be true. I feel that eyes can tell a lot more about a person than what they might reveal themselves.'' Nuikia did notice they barely reflected, as if the snake like eyes were simply an illusion.
''True, true, very true.'' He said nodding his head with a smile. ''We are getting to know each other.'' Venser opened his mouth to speak, but then closed it. ''Hmm... What can you tell me about yourself? Where do you come from? What's your favorite food? What's your best friend's name? What shoe size are you?''
Nuikia ponders to herself for a moment. ''Well, I don't much have a best friend. Not anymore, really. I am not sure where exactly it is I came from, as most of my memories have been...taken from me, I assume. I know not much about myself, as my memory only goes back a few years. Everything else is blank. My favorite food is just about anything with meat. As long as it's juicy. And my shoe size? Small.''
''I should make you my blackened alligator sometime. Or... If you'd like to stay the night I can make it for you pretty soon.'' He said tapping his fingers against the bar as the two conversed. ''Did something happen? Hit your noggin and forgot several years of your life? It happens to me all the time, no seriously true story! Along with getting drunk a lot, yeah.''
Nuikia looked down at the counter and sighed softly, short pointed ears twitching a bit. ''I honestly don't know. The only thing I know aboout my past.... Is that I live with a curse. Or at least I assume it's one. I wouldn't know how else to describe it...''
''What can you tell me of this curse if you can't describe it?'' The handsome barkeep asked taking a sip of his Pink Footed Booby. ''Surely something.''
Nuikia chuckled a bit and looks back up at the man. ''I can describe what happens to me... But I'm not sure if it was mean to be a curse, or if maybe it is something that..."runs in the family" or something, since I don't know who they are...'' She stopped for a moment, thinking to herself how best to say it, and decided to just be rather blunt with it. ''I don't know when it will happen or why, but... Every so often my body... Shifts into the opposite gender. It never lasts the same amount of time. For a long while, maybe about a year or so, I never changed back. I was afraid I never would. You see, when I am... A male, I am literally a totally different person. It's as though I live inside his head and can't do anything but scream to no avail. While I am myself, I do not know if he is a "voice" inside my head, fighting to get out like I am, since I don't hear anything... But it is quite terrifying...'' Her voice trails off a bit, not sure of what else to say, so she opts for silence.
''That shit sounds serious.'' Was all Venser said, kinda weirded out by it. ''Well, let's just hope it doesn't happen again soon. We have something... Well where I come from originally... Eh it's complicated. Less than yours.''
Nuikia's blue eyes showed a hint of sadness, as she was used to people not really.... Having a true reaction to her story. most people never believed her until it happened before their own eyes. ''Mhmm...Quite serious.'' Was all she could say. The air was thick with tension around her, and she wasn't sure how to move on to a different topic. Her mind was now elsewhere, wondering when she might lose herself again.
''No really. I mean it must be... Hard, and confusing for you.'' Venser said, clear empathy in his voice. He sighed and said, ''Why don't I make ya some of my famous blackened alligator? I can tell you're troubled from thinking about it. Oh but I will have to run to the market...'' He ran out from behind the bar and began to run towards the stairs, spinning around to face Nuikia while he ran. ''Sit tight and don't go anywhere!'' He did a front flip over the railing from the second floor and yelled, ''Up up and away!'' A few seconds later a thud followed by a howl of pain was heard.
She smiled half-heartedly at Venser, his effort at trying to cheer her up starting to work. she tried to shout after him as he dashes off. ''You really don't have to go through all that trouble, I'd be happy with another Pink Footed Booby.''
Ruari sat at the bar, reading the book she had, thankfully, left at the tavern. She didn't look particularly happy as she flipped through its pages, quiet and lost in the backround.
The blonde elf sighed as she realized he is already out of earshot, but as her eyes circle around back to the counter, she spotted the mixer that Venser had made her original drink in. her hand was just about to reach for it when she heard a new voice shout to her right about the drink, so she retracted it and stayed silent. Her eyes peered up from the book, and she couldn't help but notice the drink that Ven had left on the bar. It looked lonely.
Nuikia shook her head, a smile growing across her face as she turned to the other female. ''It's okay, between Venser and I, we have already drank about half of it. I'm happy to share it.
Venser's head popped out from behind the bar, looking at them. ''Of course you do. It's practically addicting.'' He looked at Nuiika and said, ''Gimme a bit to cook. I'm also doing sides.'' He glanced at Ruari and clicked his tongue. ''Ruari.'' He then lowered his head out of sight, disappearing completely.
Nuikia smiled at her and carefully lifts her glass to her lips, her nose crinkling as it always does before downing the drink, but not before thanking the lady for being so kind. ''You really didn't have to do that. But thank you, none the less.''
''Ven is kinda an idiot, isn't he?'' Ro asked. A shrug and half a nod from Nuiika.
''Wanna get out of here?''
Venser appeared out of a puff of thick red smoke in the middle of the bar pushing a trolly with a big platter in the morning. ''Nuiika! I have blackened alligator for everyone! Oh.'' He stopped abruptly and looked around for his elven friend. ''Where did she go? Uh, Ro? Ro go...''
The young hybrid would make her way back to the tavern a little hunting in the woods. Having been satisfied with her hunt she had decided to return to the tavern which had become somewhat of a second home. Her pelt was black which helped her to lurk amongst the shadows of the night, though it tended to stand out in a crowd in broad daylight. Her eyes still bluish green whilst in her wolf form. Old claw marks stretched across the side of her face and right shoulder and chest. As she approached the tavern, she would nudge the doors open and skulk her way inside before turning back to her human form completely in the nude. Her long brown hair cascading down her back and covering her breasts as her shimmering eyes scanned the area and those already situated within the tavern. Making her way for the stairs and ducking down the hall to Venser's room to retrieve her long black leather coat.
''Lovely!'' So far no one else asked for the meal of luxury he had spent a lot of time and effort into so Venser went back over to the trolly and scrounged up a plate of a big piece of blackened alligator, with a side of mashed potatos with butter and a molten lava center and collard greens.
He glanced over to Rauri and asked, ''You hungry? Ohhh...!'' He clasped his hands together and rubbed them together. ''Selina... Hey. Just in time. Still hungry?''
She was standing up against the wall now, belting the front and looking to the meal before her, pondering for a second.
Venser disappeared in a puff of thick red smoke and appeared pressed up against the wall beside Selina. ''Hey good looking.'' The bearded man leaned close and asked with a hushed whisper. ''Feeling slutty? There was... Where'd she go. A pretty blonde elf I think we could invite to my room together...''
Selina glanced up for a moment as the man appeared before her- "I may have been a bit... Slutty, back in my day, made it far easier to prey upon mankind that way." She licked her lips slightly as she looked directly into his eyes.
''So-'' He whispered before straightening up and raising his voice, looking to the rest of the unnamed, uninteresting patrons. ''Glad ya love it Ro! Everyone,'' He pointed to the trolley and platter on it, ''Blackened alligator, potatoes, collared greens for everyone! Help yourselves!'' He turned back to the rough hybrid and whispered again, ''So yes or no?''
Selina raised a brow unsatisfied. ''I bite remember. Although judging by your appearance and vulgarity, I knew you'd probably like that the first time I saw you."
''Mhmmm you know it... So how about a drink? Or a cigar?''
''This early? I suppose after such a rough day a drink would be nice.'' She gave a slight chuckle nudging him for a brief moment.
''Well it's a good thing I live here most of the time. I only bought a proper home only recently, but I've been leaving it for my other loves and some workers to properly... Cultivate it.'' Venser said gesturing to the bar. ''So, shall we?''
"We shall" Selina made her way over to the bar and placing her slender frame down upon an empty stool, an eyebrow raised as she continued to judge him with a slight smirk, her eyes glancing around at the other patrons every now and again. Her fingers lightly tapping upon the counter.
Venser wore his usual red and turquoise entertainer outfit with baggy red pants and he was barefoot as he walked around the tavern. His beard was trimmed along with his hair, but it was still somewhat long, and he was stuffing his face with one hand. ''So, what'll it be?'' He asked as he looked down at her from behind the bar. wiping his chin.
"Anything that's as feisty as myself will do just fine." Selina Nightengalde gave off a wicked grin baring her fangs.
Venser picked up the neglected cocktail mixer filled with a glowing pink liquid and poured her a glass, passing it to her. ''Free of charge.'' When she would taste it, she would find it tasted exactly like a strawberry starburst.
"Thank you." Selina glanced down at the strange liquid for a moment studying it within the glass before bringing it to her lips and taking a small sip, she paused for a moment with a blank expression upon her face. ''Well uh, that is certainty an interesting taste."
''Fruity with a kick, with a kick.'' Venser said raising a finger up. ''So, I really don't think we've talked a lot about ourselves, really. Both of us being more... Ahem. Speaking more, physically.'' He waggled his thick eyebrows.
''Taverns. the easiest way to get a quick meal, so many easy targets for a start. I tend to be rather nomadic, always going from place to place and never really staying in the one place too long. Human is my main diet though I have fed on other species and some animals if desperate for a good feed. Both my sister and I were turned by a very strong and far older hybrid in attempts to create his own pack, I became an alpha female but was then later exiled after having quite a brawl with the original alpha who turned us. I received many wounds in the outcome, though in turn, so did he and that didn't sit too well with him."
She was Angel's sister indeed, who disappeared often much like Selina. He listened to her life story closely, blinking, nodding here and there and grunting 'Uh huh' every now and then. When she was done, there was a silence for about a minute. ''Right. Hot.'' Venser then leaned forward and pressed his lips against hers.
The rough hybrid woman gave out a deep growl for a moment, pulling away within an instant, getting to her feet and pinning him down on the counter. "I have to say I'd prefer the drink.'' She'd tease with her lips just before his. ''You have to earn this...''
''You sure about that?'' Venser asked licking at her lips when she teased her lips on his, despite being pinned to the bar.
The hybrid woman narrowed her eyes slightly as she looked down at him for a moment before biting his tongue as he licked her lips, her eyes glowing a dark red color giving out another deep growl before letting go and sitting up. ''Weak. You'll have to do far better than that.'' She gave a smirk and got up off of him and off the counter and began to walk away.
''Oh...!'' Venser let out a seductive growl and leapt over the bar, running up behind Selina and tackling her to the wooden floor. ''How far we talking?'' He asked licking at the side of her neck while he laid on top of her, his crotch pressing into her rear from behind.
Selina gave out a slight roar as he tackled her to the floor, giving out a bit of a chuckle. "You're lucky I have wolf in me and tend to like a little rough play, most women would kill you if you did that to them." She got her arm free, grabbing his and pulling him off her and to the ground before rolling over and ending up on top of him. She'd gently bite his neck playfully before whispering in his ear. "That would depend on what you're willing to offer, a single pink drink isn't exactly going to cut it. Nor a cigar... Not like last night." Selina Nightengale would give off her famous devious smirk.
He moaned more and shook feeling the bite in his neck, wrapping his arms around the hybrid. ''Why don't we go back to my room and I can show you what else I've to offer...''
"Are most women you meet usually that easy to get into bed, Venser?" She'd chuckle slightly, sitting upright, pressing herself slightly against his crotch as she looked at the handsome bearded man.
''What do you think?'' Ven asked nuzzling her back, his hands running up her sides and her stomach. ''You're loving this...''
"Am I just?" She raised her eyebrow slightly at him.''And what makes you say that? For all you know I could just merely be plotting another feed all this time...''
''Well, the fact we're still in this position when you could have gotten up and walked away.'' He did have her on all fours after all and she was pressing up against his crotch. Venser placed his hands on her hips and gave her rear a few pelvic thrusts to prove the point.
Selina gave a slight gasp before pulling away and turning to face him. ''Alright you've made your point, though part of me is still tempted to rip your head off.'' She laid on the floor for a moment glaring up at him before getting to her feet again.
Venser stood up and offered his hand to her. ''Maybe you'll get rough and rip my head off during our fun.'' He said with a smile.
"I wouldn't count yourself that lucky." Not taking his hand she stood up and began to walk away again, making her way past the bar for a moment and downing the rest of her drink and placing the empty glass upon the center before continuing to walk off. ''And I know you are, were my sister's lover. Have you no conscious? Are you a strumpet?"'
''Uh, nnnneehhh. Ahem. My dear. I love every body. Every woman I come across. Why can't we all just love each other? The world would be a better place if we all did. '' Venser appeared beside her, walking along Selina. ''Admit it. You enjoyed it.'' He wrapped his arms around her from behind again. ''And you want it... This is you we're talking about... Your own natural desires...''
''Sounds like a strumpet to me.'' Selina grabbed him, pinning him against the wall. "Don't for one second think you know me that well, and if I go through with this again, don't go thinking we'll be making a regular habit of it. Having wolf in my blood there are times where our sexual desires are heightened..." Her eyes continued to glow as she looked at him with quite an intense, almost predatory stare.
''Even better... Heightened.'' Venser said with a smirk staring back at her intense stare. He dragged a finger down her finger and said, ''We all have an itch that needs scratching sometime.''
The hybrid ran her leg slightly up along his, leaning in to pretend to kiss him, her lips only just before his in a teasing manner before parting ways again and making her way to what she assumed was his room, judging by the overall appearance. Leaning against the door as she stared at him with a playful smirk upon her face and a more lustful look in her eyes, hands on the front of her long leather coat.
''Come on Ven. Come earn it...''