The Wyvern and the Vixen

The future, revealed

"Are you sure about this Milady?" The slim brunette worker at the brothel asked as she lay down. A bit perplexed that a customer would refuse being serviced. This one requested that she use her own skills on the worker.

"I'm sure," the woman poised herself over the other, a smile creeping across her face. Ferus had her dark chestnut hair cut short, almost to the point she could have passed for a man. Aside from the graceful features and full lips that she sported. Breasts bared, as they had already undressed while entering the room, she leaned down to kiss the worker's stomach. "Just relax, even workers in the brothel need to unwind."

She felt the woman relax, her stomach no longer tense in the expectation of rising. Her cue to begin, and begin she would. 

Running a hand down the woman's leg softly, Ferus slid her tongue between the folds of skin that hid her center. The muscles just under her hand tensed and she licked upward to the nub of flesh that would make her relax. A twitch, and she felt the worker's entrance tighten. Placing a finger at the entrance of her center, Ferus gave the nub a light nip before running the tip around the rim. A shiver and she opened to her, a gasp escaping her mouth.

How could a woman know which buttons to push on a brothel worker? She should have been able to resist the reactions her customer evoked from her. Now she knew why Ferus had become popular with the more active of the women here. 

The finger slid inside without much effort, curling up so the tip pressed against the wall of her. Ferus slid it deeper before removing it, the pace slow for now. A smile growing wider when she felt the rougher patch of skin that she was looking for and traced it. Another gasp and a second fingertip brushed the entrance gently, not wanting access just yet. Her pace quickened before sliding the second finger it, the two alternating pressure against the spot she had found. The worker had begun to clutch at the covers, gasping with her eyes pressed closed. 

"Ah ah, not yet," Ferus purred before removing the fingers from her. Rubbing a knee against the woman's mound as she kissed her chest. The worker gave a pout of disapproval that was gone as a tongue brushed against her nipple. It swirled around the bud before it was given a light nip, the second receiving the same treatment before Ferus returned to her place between her legs. The worker's climax had dwindled a bit but not too much. The two fingers continuing their tirade on the woman's sensitive patch of skin. Licking roughly at the nub of pleasure, her pace became quite quick now. She intended to let the woman release this time, feeling the muscles inside her press against her fingers. 

"Just a bit... More," the worker was sheened with sweat from being denied before, muscles in her arms straining as her hands twisted the covers. As an unexpected nip was given the the bit of flesh that was now tender, she released her ecstasy. Hips rising off of the bed as the waves racked her. Ferus purred contentedly as the worker climaxed, her cries of pleasure probably carrying to the town square. She kept stroking her walls, licking the evidence of her pleasure as it cascaded out. 

"Ferus," the matron opened the door as her worker settled back onto the bed, panting and her muscles twitching slightly. As the woman she'd called for turned around, Sarah shook her head and sighed. Every time this woman entered the place the woman she'd go off with would be out of commission for at least an hour. Motioning for her to get dressed and follow her outside, she muttered before closing the door, "keep treating them like this and I'll be put out of business."

It only took a short while for the assassin to dress and meet the matron in the common quarters. With a wicked smile, Ferus glanced at Sarah as she straightened her armor. Not rushing as she sat down at one of the dinged tables, "what did you call me for? She could have gone another round at least."

"The king has made it known that his Oracle has seen something that could save the entire realm. And it has quite of concern for yourself... You are called to meet up with the princess and be informed of the specifics." The raised brow on her companion's face made the woman shake her head, "no, you can't turn him down. Don't you even dare or I'll shove one of your own blades up your ass while you sleep."

"So what does their royal stuck-upness require of one of the common folk?" She meant specifically herself, having no love for any royals or nobles for how they tended to treat the rest of the populace.

"Rumors of you being the one to stop the war between the dragons, the only one," to think the child that scrapped with the other children in the dirt for bits of food would be the hope of the kingdom and perhaps the world. "You leave now or you'll be denied from ever touching another of my women."

Without need of a second threat, Ferus was gone, the seat almost tipping on it's side from the momentum of the woman. "Well, that was effective."