forum Lust, Greed and an Overpowering Desire for Companionship | RATED R, EXPERIENCED AND MATURE ROLEPLAYERS ONLY | OxO, High/Dark Fantasy, Open

Started December 03, 2022 by Deleted user

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Ren laughs and coos back. "Thank you, Elle."

"Oh, thank you!" he chuckles. "I need reasons to stay in this drab world anyways."

Elowen only smiled. "That brings me to my next line of questions, why are you here? It can't be simply because you feel like it out of the goodness of your heart. Not with this line of work. So why are you here? What's in it for you?"

She eyed him cautiously. She wouldn't believe 'just because' and wouldn't take no as an answer. She was awfully persistent and stubborn when she wanted to be.

Ren shrugs, his eyes locking onto Elle's. "Demons don't do anything out of 'kindness' anyways, love. As for what's in it for me? Well, I get to topple empires, of course. Plus, there's an added bonus of. . ."

And now he pauses, stepping very close to Elle and leaning down slightly. He was close enough that the slight black pepper and vanilla scent about him came into focus.

". . . beautiful women like you."

Elowen found herself leaning up into him. She was only a hair away from him now. Their noses could almost touch if she only reached up. There was a coy smile on her lips. "I happen to be in the line of toppling empires to create my own. You should join me. I think we will have wonders of fun."

"Hmm, there are plenty of beautiful women here but I think you'll find none like me." She was full of herself sure, but she was one of a kind. She just knew it.

"I should think we will. Both in the way of toppling empires and in the way of toppling into bed." Ren smirks.

"I would hope not." he smirks, bringing a hand up and to Elle's chin teasingly.

Elowen grabbed his wrist as it touched her face. She gave him a pretty smile and nipped at his finger before slowly releasing his hand. "Well, are you just going to sit there all day or are we going to get to it?"

The words were open for either. The world wasn't just going to sit around and wait for them to conquer the world, nor would the bed wait for them.

Ren chuckles. "Feisty. I love that."

He retracts his hand and smiles dazzlingly at the bartender - who looked like a cow who just got hit with a shovel at this point - before sweeping upstairs.

Elowen grinned and gave him a wink. She was on her feet, grabbing their room keys, and following up the stairs. It was three flights and even she was a little winded as they reached the top. No amount of physical shape would ever prepare someone for so many steps. It was one of the things she hated about the palace. So many steps. Up and down and through the halls. She hated it. But that was the palace and it was where she was stuck.

She slipped into the room they would be staying in. She would let him deal with all of his things. She wasn't a servant. She wouldn't touch a single thing. She rarely ever dealt with her own. Its not that she couldn't or didn't know how to handle her own things, she just didn't want to. Why bother when there was other people to do it for her.

Ren managed to look gorgeous even doing something as mundane as going up the stairs. No sweat or signs of exertion or anything.

Ren clicks his fingers and a troupe of bedazzled imps pop into existance carrying a couple dressers and other various things - like a washbasin, though Ren only used it to relax; he didn't get dirty. The imps bring everything into the second room as Ren slips into Elowen's room.

Elowen had taken her hair done and combed through it so it lay down her back. She had washed her face cleaned and contemplated a few things whole waiting on the demon. She wasn't nervous, just questioning a few things. She didn't care about her souk but she wondered what things the demon might demand for. She wouldn't share power, it was hers. All of it. She supposed she coukd always kill him if he demanded too much.

She was sitting actually on the bed, leaning against the headboard, with some book she found in a drawer. A romance. She had only just started it and yet her lip was curled up in disgust. That was absolute garbage. She tossed it to the side as he entered her room. She gave him a coy smile.

("She supposed she coukd always kill him if he demanded too much-" good luck with that, Elle-)

Ren chuckles, watching Elowen. "Without that princess-y act you were putting on down there, you seem a bit stripped."

Elowen shrugged her shoulders. Jer cloak had been discarded to the side, her array of knives on display. Her vest was covered in them. She of course, had more weapons on her, but these were just the visible ones.

Ren reaches towards Elowen and unsheathes one of her many knives.

"Hmmm. . . a bit dull in appearance." he chuckles.

Elowen watched him take her knife. Had it been anyone else, she would have stabbed them for daring to touch her blades. But she let him. "They won't be so dull when they're buried in your stomach." She had a sweet smile on her lips despite her words.

"Insults won't get you laid if that's what you're wondering. Dirty? Yes. Insults? No."

"Oh no, just an observation, though I'm sure my blood would work wonders for it, now that I really think about it." Ren laughs, tossing the knife and landing it on the tip of his index finger. He tosses it back into the sheathe with barely a glance.

"Oh, I'm sure some dirty words would work wonders. Then again, so would a little finger action." he chuckles.

Elowen looked down as the knife ended right back in her sheath. She was surprised in herself for allowing him to do that. Perhaps she was just curious. He intrigued her. She wanted to find out more.

"You talk alot of game. Let's find out if you're all bark and no bite." She was baiting him, she knew that. She wanted him to pounce. She wanted him to lose control. She wasn't some little girl that needed to be handled carefully. She like it rough and hard.

Ren knew what game she was playing. He was a lust demon. He'd played it so many times before. He also knew greed very well. After all, what was greed but lust for things rather than people?

But, to make her think she'd guiled him into it, he chuckles darkly and walks over to the bed, letting the thin cloth around his chest fall to the floor.

Crawling onto the bed, he roughly shoved Elowen down and held her there, licking his lips slightly as he stared right into her eyes.

"Tell me, love. . . what is it you desire?" he murmurs, his voice silky and dark.

Elowen's eyes traveled as the cloth dropped, revealing all of him. Her eyes focused on his waist for a moment too long before looking back up to his face. She inhaled sharply as he climbed over her and pinned her down.

Something so unexpected and yet entirely welcomed. She arched her back into him. She liked her lips, watching him. Her eyes flickered between his lips and his eyes.

"You," she murmured, "I want you."

(alright 😂)

Ren slips out of bed sometime near dawn, when Elowen was sleeping. He chuckles.

She's as violent in bed as out of it. he thinks, stretching before grabbing his slip of cloth and wrapping it about himself once more. It's not that he was self-conscious. But human customs were weird. They required you to be mostly clothed after you woke up.

Much different from the Lust circle, where the only times people were clothed was when they were leaving a house for the next client.

Elowen was thoroughly exhausted and satisfied> She had never been with a man like that, ever. While she had enjoyed sex plenty, it had never been up to her total satisfaction. This, this had been something else. She had passed out almost right after they had finished.

She didn't move as he got out of bed, didn't even stir. She lay nude under the covers, her red hair sprawled out on the bed. She had never spent the night with a man either. This was full of firsts for her.

It was only when the sun shown into the room, peaking through the curtains, that she woke. Her eyes fluttered open and she stretched her arms. Her body was wonderfully sore.

Ren was standing in front of the window, a cigarette between his fingers.

His horns were now gone, as was the halo of white diamon behind him, leaving him with only his unnatural skin, eyes and hair telling him from a human or an elf.

He blows out a cloud of heavy blue smoke and turns to look at Elowen.

"Finally awake, I see." he chuckles.