Ladacee and Dan (Closed Thread)

[Bard_Rhyn]

Dan followed Lad up the steps and down the hallway, his eyes never leaving her for long though now and again he cringed at the thought of what kind of place this was. He began to think maybe he had better turn around and go back, he surely wasn't going to receive much rest here.

As the man and woman at the end of the corridor walked past he tried to avoid their gaze and before he knew it found himself staring rather lustfully at the legs of this woman who was leading him to his room. Her legs were long and curvacious, as were her breasts come to mention it. She was apparently not wearing a bra but that only seemed to make her body stand out more. He guessed her age at about 18 - 19 years.

Finally, when she reached a door and knocked he thought he caught her hesitating but then she continued and for the moment his thoughts were returned to the task of finding some rest...

 

[Ladacee]

The empty room was as well lit and dusty as the hallway. There was one double bed in the middle of the room, a antique-ish turquise dresser, and a dusty armchair. Ladacee lit the wick in a oil-burning lamp--as if the room required a little more light. Then she swung her hips over to the window and tugged on the large yellow curtains. Nothing in the room matched in the slightest bit and everything smelled like must and... cinnamon?

Dust flew from the curtains and was visible in the fainting sunlight. She coughed and then used one nimble hand to rake through her mess of brown curls. After collecting herself she approached a small wooden door that lead to a bathroom. Teal and white tiles made up the floor. There was a glass shower and simple white sink. Compared to the rest of the tavern and Inn it seemed clean and comfortable.

Ladacee smirked at herself as she tousled her hair in the mirror. She turned, her heals clicking on the tile, stumbled a bit, caught herself and let out a nervouse giggle. Most of the men she brought here were already drunk and reaking of sweat. This man was young, athletic and attractive... She'd never served anyone like him.

"Will this do?" She asked, with uncharacteristic charm. She balanced a hip on one hand, making her body look annunciated.

 

[Bard_Rhyn]

The empty room was as well lit and dusty as the hallway. There was one double bed in the middle of the room, a antique-ish turquise dresser, and a dusty armchair. Ladacee lit the wick in a oil-burning lamp--as if the room required a little more light. Then she swung her hips over to the window and tugged on the large yellow curtains. Nothing in the room matched in the slightest bit and everything smelled like must and... cinnamon?

Dan noticed the lighting was much better inside though why the colors were so hideous he had no idea! The lighting of the oil lamp led his eyes back away from the colors and over to the slight form of the woman in front of his as her hips swung this way and that to the window. Even in his current state of clear thinking there was something about the way she moved that appealed to him.

As she stumbled and caught herself with that charming giggle he laughed inspite of himself; laughing one at the situation he now found himself in, for it was quickly dawning on him, even a country bumpkin that he was, what kind of a place this REALLY was...and then as if to confirm it the woman continued...

"Will this do?" She asked, with uncharacteristic charm. She balanced a hip on one hand, making her body look annunciated.

The bed did look inviting, he was tired but there was something in the way she said it that alerted all of his senses. He took a step towards her even as her body seemed so prominent in the lit room...would the room do, it would suffice...would she do...oh in another time and place she'd more than do he was sure but the realisation of exactly what was happening here was making him slightly uneasy.

He coughed, "Hmm, It'll keep me rested I'm sure, but I hadn't meant to stay the night...don't you need the room for later? Wouldn't I dirty it?" He queried. He wanted to try and act as innocent as possible

 

[Ladacee]

Ladacee smiled at the man. She could feel her heart sinking into her stomache. She couldn't help but notice the stubble along his chisled jaw and the sweat beads that were already forming on his brow. He was taller than her, even in the horrible shoes that Nada made all the girls wear, and had a lean, slightly muscular, body. As he spoke she relized he really didn't know the services they offered here... which was a relief to her.

This wasn't her chosen profession, of course. She'd do anything to get out of this horrible city! Until then she'd been working in Nada's tavern for three months. She had lost her innocence here and since then she'd been drinking whiskey in the back room to make the job a little easier.

He coughed, "Hmm, It'll keep me rested I'm sure, but I hadn't meant to stay the night...don't you need the room for later? Wouldn't I dirty it?" He queried. He wanted to try and act as innocent as possible

Ladacee went to the dresser and pulled out a white towel and wash cloth. Sitting it on the end of the bed she looked up at the man, letting her messy curls lay on one shoulder. "Travelers frequent our tavern and we always accomodate their every need. If you'd like to rest here for the day I can see that your woken up in time. We serve hot meals... Does that interest you?"

 

[Bard_Rhyn]

He loved it when she smiled. He realised that. It was so out of place compared to the rest of the building...so new...so innocent...so sweet.

Ladacee went to the dresser and pulled out a white towel and wash cloth. Sitting it on the end of the bed she looked up at the man, letting her messy curls lay on one shoulder. "Travelers frequent our tavern and we always accomodate their every need. If you'd like to rest here for the day I can see that your woken up in time. We serve hot meals... Does that interest you?"

Dan scratched his jawline. "Well. It interests me but I'm due at my aunt's later this evening." He thought, "Or tomorrow at latest." He sat down next to her. "In truth, I've never really been to the city before. I thought I could find my way around easily enough but it's kind of daunting." He shrugged. "My aunt is expecting a visit since I'm in state but this morning and afternoon tired me out more than I expected and I'm still clueless about where to find her.

He leaned back so that his body was flat on the bed, feet still on the floor. He rubbed his eyes and then sat back up quickly. "I'm sorry, as old as this tavern is..heck a tavern, even the name of it gives away the age. Anyway, I'm sure they don't expect you to wait on me hand and foot. Maybe if I order a meal for a few hours time and catch some shut eye it'll free you up for your work downstairs in the bar"

He suddenly realised that he had been rambling and looked away for a second, "So yes, a hot meal would be nice."

 

[Ladacee]

Dan scratched his jawline. "Well. It interests me but I'm due at my aunt's later this evening." He thought, "Or tomorrow at latest." He sat down next to her. "In truth, I've never really been to the city before. I thought I could find my way around easily enough but it's kind of daunting." He shrugged. "My aunt is expecting a visit since I'm in state but this morning and afternoon tired me out more than I expected and I'm still clueless about where to find her.

Ladacee watched his every movement. His lean body moved nicely beneath his clothes and she saw that the neck of his shirt was damp with sweat. She didn't even hear most of what he was saying... nor did she understand it. She still wasn't fluent in the language here. Besides, most of the men weren't that interested in talking.

He suddenly realised that he had been rambling and looked away for a second, "So yes, a hot meal would be nice."

Ladacee noticed that he looked caught off guard and she wondered if she had done something wrong. Had he said something she hadn't understood that required a response? She looked around nervousley and suddenly felt akward. She did the only thing she could think of and traced his jaw with a long tanned figure.

"Just rest here for now, I'll wake you in a few hours." Ladacee smiled again, her hand still warm against his rough face.

She sat up and walked towards the door. When she had reached the threshhold she stopped and turned, one hand on the wall. Smiling she said, "Sweet Dreams," and then pulled the door shut behind her...

 

[Bard_Rhyn]

She looked around nervousley and suddenly felt akward. She did the only thing she could think of and traced his jaw with a long tanned figure.

Why she touched him that way he didn't know, though it confirmed his earlier thoughts. At least it would have if she hadn't then left...but that touch...was electric. He felt the lingering presence of her fingers, her skin against his, long after she had departed. The fact that her hand had remained there after tracing the line of his jaw only served to heighten the impression... His upper body felt sweaty, was sweaty due to the heat and the lightness of her touch caused his flesh to tingle.

She sat up and walked towards the door. When she had reached the threshhold she stopped and turned, one hand on the wall. Smiling she said, "Sweet Dreams," and then pulled the door shut behind her...

As she walked she swayed, as she swayed she had an impact on him, his eyes drawn to her hips, to her thighs, to her slender knees. Then upwards to her back and then to her supple breasts as she turned and looked at it...her eyes the final resting place of his own. "Sweet dreams..." He murmered back as she left, the image of her body outlined against the door staying with him in the moments after she left.

After she was gone he quickly stirred himself and making best use of the clean towels, quickly showered before rolling onto the bed, back upwards, t.shirt off and shorts remaining. He folders his arms and leant his head on them, never one to really use the pillows. His eyes closed and his mind flicked back to the problem of finding his way through the city once he was awoken...it was in his final moments of thinking that he realised he hadn't given a time for being woken but by that point he was too far gone...sleep took him.

 

[Ladacee]

As usual after leaving the young man Ladacee went back to her tasks in the tavern. Men poured in and the cigerette smoke grew dense. The atmosphere was lively and a band started to play accordians, drums and tamberines. Ladacee's face grew red as she drank deep brown whiskey with the men and occasionally went into rooms with them. The wenches began to dance on the tables and making out with their customers. When there was no more light in the sky and Ladacee was nearly stumbling off the whiskey she decided to go wake the traveler in the "customary" way.

She stumbled up the stairs and through the now crowded hallway. Ladies leaned against strange men who were smoking cigars and drinking from green bottles. Moans and squeeking beds could be heard from behind the thin wooden doors. Ladacee found room 12 and slipped the skeleton key into the lock. She opened the door only wide enough to slip through it so that the noises outside wouldn't wake him.

She saw him laying on the bed in nothing but his undershorts. He seemed so peacefull with his hands tucked behind his head and his legs sprawled out ontop of the covers. Ladacee went to the still burning lamp and pulled a sheer scralet scarf from the drawyer. After draping the scarf over the shade she sat on the bed next to the sleeping traveler.

She had never seen a body like his. The sailors and passerbys that frequented the tavern normally had aged and tattooed bodies. Sometimes they were too eager to even remove their shirts. She looked him over and smiled, the whiskey burning in her chest and clouding her mind. With one hand she grazed the side of the man's rough face and watched him begin to stir awake.

 

[Bard_Rhyn]

She looked him over and smiled, the whiskey burning in her chest and clouding her mind. With one hand she grazed the side of the man's rough face and watched him begin to stir awake.

Dan had slept peacefully, bissfully unaware of the goings on downstairs and even upstairs in the adjoining room. As his face was grazed he moaned softly and stirred in his sleep though his mind was not completely alert. His eyes squeezed open and he became intimately aware of the red soft glow that now eminated from the lamp by his side. Still, he was disoriented by waking in such strange a place and so strange a bed. He pulled a hand to his face and rubbed it, suddenly touching the hand of the woman which he instinctively grabbed.

He jerked back his head and rolled onto his side, peering through sleepy eyes at the one who sat there. In his tired state he was unaware of the slightly tinted cheeks from the drinking; he was certainly unaware of anything that had passed since they last left. His will was somewhat weaker, his mind not yet thinking clearly and he stared at her with a partial lust in his eyes that could not be completely hidden. But he was disoritented.

"Where ...what..." He creaked his neck not quite sure what was going on. It always took him several minutes to fight through the grogginess and begin to refresh himself, readying himself for the day ahead. It didn't help that the day had gone and it was night time in which he was waking.

"You woke me." He smiled, the words somewhat slurred as his mind raced to recover.

 

[Ladacee]

"Where ...what..." He creaked his neck not quite sure what was going on. It always took him several minutes to fight through the grogginess and begin to refresh himself, readying himself for the day ahead. It didn't help that the day had gone and it was night time in which he was waking.

"You woke me." He smiled, the words somewhat slurred as his mind raced to recover.

Ladacee smiled fully at him. He looked so innocent laying there confused and half-asleep. The talking part always made things so unusual--that's why she usually left immediatley afterwards.

"Shhh..." Ladacee replaced the hand that had touched his face with the other which was now pressed against his lips silencing him. She looked him in the eyes, her curly hair cascading down over her shoulder. She was wearing the same orange dress, and one sleeve had fallen loosly from her shoulder. Her breasts pouted from the neck of her dress and her nipples were visibly erect. She slid the silencing finger down his chest, tracing it. Then she leaned down, eyes still locked on his, and pressed her soft lips to his.

 

[Bard_Rhyn]

"Shhh..." Ladacee replaced the hand that had touched his face with the other which was now pressed against his lips silencing him. She looked him in the eyes, her curly hair cascading down over her shoulder. She was wearing the same orange dress, and one sleeve had fallen loosly from her shoulder. Her breasts pouted from the neck of her dress and her nipples were visibly erect. She slid the silencing finger down his chest, tracing it. Then she leaned down, eyes still locked on his, and pressed her soft lips to his.

In a more awakened state he might have resisted but he felt the soft flesh of her finger against his lips and his lips parted. He was vageuly aware of her cascading hair and thought it somewhat erotic, even as his eyes slipped to her breasts and their erect nipples. His mind was strewn with sleep and this penetrated to the more primeval human desires, behind any defences that there might have been. He moved his eyes back to her own as she whispered her "shhh" it so...sexual...

Then her finger left his lips and trailed down his naked chest, over his toned body, just lightly, tantalisingly tracing him and then her lips came in...a morning welcome...only it was night and his lips met hers and he responded by pressing his own softly back...

His free arm, for he was still leant on one side, grasper the one that traced his body and as his lips continually pressed against his, so his arm, starting with her hand, traced their own line up her arm, until he slipped that part of her dress even lower.

His eyes opened wider now and he pushed himself up from his sideways position so that his upper body was free, still pushing against her mouth in a delicate embrace. Once free, his other hand rose gently to her hair and played amiably with one tussle while he parted the kiss and a soft husky breath escaped him.

He gazed at her, lustfully and yes lovingly, but it was the last chance for his mind to take control of his body and subdue the primeval instinct that was his manhood...

 

[Ladacee]

His free arm, for he was still leant on one side, grasper the one that traced his body and as his lips continually pressed against his, so his arm, starting with her hand, traced their own line up her arm, until he slipped that part of her dress even lower.

His eyes opened wider now and he pushed himself up from his sideways position so that his upper body was free, still pushing against her mouth in a delicate embrace. Once free, his other hand rose gently to her hair and played amiably with one tussle while he parted the kiss and a soft husky breath escaped him.

Instinctivley Ladacee allowed him to explore her body. She felt his hands grazing her hot flesh, playing with her hair. His kiss was hot and tasted like sleep but it was tender, unlike the usual hard pressed lips. When he released her from the kiss she stared him down, seductivley. The scarlet light illuminated them both and she could see that his body was on edge, responding to her sexual nature.

After a brief pause she allowed her full lips to curl into a playful smile. With one hand she pushed the sleeves of her dress off her shoulders and let them fall gracefully down her arms. Two full breasts were revealed. Each was tan, moist, and youthful. Her nipples were puckered in her aroused sence and were the color of spring plums. She sat on the edge of the bed, inviting him with her stare to enjoy her.

 

[Bard_Rhyn]

After a brief pause she allowed her full lips to curl into a playful smile. With one hand she pushed the sleeves of her dress off her shoulders and let them fall gracefully down her arms. Two full breasts were revealed. Each was tan, moist, and youthful. Her nipples were puckered in her aroused sence and were the color of spring plums. She sat on the edge of the bed, inviting him with her stare to enjoy her.

Dan hardly noticed the pause before the sleeves of her dress fell and her breasts were revealed to him in all of their glory. He felt the way she responded to his kiss and his touch, though he knew now that she been touched and kissed by so many others. His eyes were locked on hers until he saw her hand move to lower her sleeves and then they moved to each breast, hovering on them momentarily before they returned to note her stare and how inviting it was...

With his left arm he traced a line from her shoulder to her right breast, his fingers carressing in tender circles, his right hand lifted to trace her own cheek before his mouth moved in closer yet again and his tongue felt for her parting lips.

The decision point was passed...there was now instinct spurred on by her own looks and invitation. He moved onto his knees as he kissed her, his right hand now moving to her hip while his left continued to carress her right breast, pausing only to tweak the nipple, his tongue beginning to softly but forcefully search for her own within her mouth.

 

[Ladacee]

With his left arm he traced a line from her shoulder to her right breast, his fingers carressing in tender circles, his right hand lifted to trace her own cheek before his mouth moved in closer yet again and his tongue felt for her parting lips.

The decision point was passed...there was now instinct spurred on by her own looks and invitation. He moved onto his knees as he kissed her, his right hand now moving to her hip while his left continued to carress her right breast, pausing only to tweak the nipple, his tongue beginning to softly but forcefully search for her own within her mouth.

Ladacee could feel her skin growing hot and sensitive as his hands found her breasts. Everytime his fingertips touched her nipples she couldn't help but shudder in excitement. She threw she head back, letting her long curls cascade down her now bare back, and she felt the wetness of his toungue on her aroused flesh. When he brought her head back in for a deeper his she breathed in hard through her nose and allowed her toungue to control her mouth.

She placed her palm on his bare chest and pushed him out of the kiss. Her eyes locked with his again and she forced him onto his back. She stood and let the orange dress slip the rest of the way down her slender yet curvacious bosy. Her already familiar breasts were perky and her torso was smooth and long. She bit her lip and looked at him, laying on the bed, visibly aroused now.

She already knew that her pussy was ready for him. As he kissed her she could feel the juices seeping from her lips. She stood before him for a momment, allowing him to take in the image of her and then she crawled on top of him with one leg on each side.

Her thighs were full and caramel colored and she positioned her pussy against his stiff manhood. She arched her back and let both her breasts and her hair hang before her.

 

[Bard_Rhyn]

<<She placed her palm on his bare chest and pushed him out of the kiss. Her eyes locked with his again and she forced him onto his back. She stood and let the orange dress slip the rest of the way down her slender yet curvacious bosy. Her already familiar breasts were perky and her torso was smooth and long. She bit her lip and looked at him, laying on the bed, visibly aroused now. >>

He kissed her passionately, growing in his arousal as he did so and then her hand came to his chest and pushed him back...he looked at her only too longingly and then was pushed onto his back. His eyes undressed her even as she undressed herself and revealed her true form in all of its stunning beauty and sexual arousal.

His own manhood struggled against his shorts, visible for her to see, erecting its self even as her own nipples were hard. As she bit her lip he grasped her hips with his hands.

<<She already knew that her pussy was ready for him. As he kissed her she could feel the juices seeping from her lips. She stood before him for a momment, allowing him to take in the image of her and then she crawled on top of him with one leg on each side.>>

His eyes hungrily ranged from her lusty face to her full bloomed breasts and then down over her level stomach, washing over her curvacious hips and then easily noting the wetness of her womanhood. As he took in this moment he felt her legs begin to move and she straddled him, his hands remained on her hips as she did so, intimately aware of just how erect his manhood would be if released from its current confines.

<<Her thighs were full and caramel colored and she positioned her pussy against his stiff manhood. She arched her back and let both her breasts and her hair hang before her.>>

Even through the fabric is penis stood and felt for her pussy. As her back arched his hands easily wound their way from hips to each breast, squeezing them lightly, then one dropping to flick at the juices emenating from her pussy. THe other hand remained, doing overtime to grasp each breast, sometimes gently, then harder, never quite roughly, but passionate never the less. His upper body moved up and he suddenly squeezed her to him, her bare breasts warm against his chest, his hands carressing her sides, his mouth upon her neck...tongue roving around her neck, tasting of her.