Just Call Me Lily

Bodily Fluids On My Rug

"You can't just jump into debauchery one night and expect to get the hang of it by morning. It takes years"

- Jennifer Crusie - Strange Bedpersons

Nearly an hour has passed since Gabrielle's horrific encounter with a Lycan. I'm certain that Farooq had managed to calm her the moment they got back to her suite, yet he is nowhere to be seen. "He really does care for her" I thought to myself and faintly smiled. He had taken it upon himself to lotion and dress her after her salt water bath earlier. Whenever I ask Farooq to "see to something" that only means to give my orders... Not take them. My most loyal and beloved friend never has to lift a finger unless he wants to. The way he glided his hands over her body was not out of lust, but of genuine affection. I asked out of curiosity why him and not one of the servants..

"I didn't like how they looked at her as I carried her upstairs.. I even heard one of them mumbling their disapproval of her closet.. They may try to hurt her out of spite and jealousy" he had replied..

"No.. He won't be attending the party... He's protecting someone he loves" I said inwardly as I sipped a glass of red wine..

He also may be avoiding Ulrica, the reigning alpha of the pack of Lycans here tonight. He absolutely regrets ever fucking her. She became completely obsessed with Farooq after one romp in the hay, and practically stalked the unamused djinn. I couldn't hold back my laughter at his reaction the moment I told him it would be her pack attending the orgy.

"Why not have a little fun tonight and let her kiss your magic wand" I had teased a whisper in his ear while he moisturized and dressed Gabrielle. He found no humor in my words whatsoever..

"Well if I am to suffer her presence tonight... I will take pleasure in throat fucking her with my magic wand before she starts talking" he had said, in a matter of fact way, making me burst into laughter..

Ulrica is a strikingly beautiful Scandinavian model. Upon first meeting at an orgy in Norway 20 years ago,  Farooq couldn't suppress his lust for her long slender legs, piercing sky blue eyes, and golden tendrils. All of which paved her way to become one of the world's top models. And like most super models she can be a bit flighty and annoying, which turned Farooq completely off. Ulrica is accustomed to getting what and who she wants be it male or female. She just couldn't bring herself to accept his rejection for another rendezvous. Even now she can hardly enjoy the tongue of my manservant on her clitoris, for she continuously scans the room hoping to get a glimpse of him. Finally she grew agitated by her own distractions and pushed my manservant away by his face.. Sending him flying 20 ft.

He looks to me as if I am going to avenge him, but I simply shrugged my shoulders and took a sip of wine. His eyes became glossy as if he was fighting back tears. He feels betrayed... Pity.

"You saved that ho from being attacked.. I been witchu you almost a year.. You just met her yesterday" he said in protest..

"Her name is Gabrielle... But Miss Gabrielle to you, since you are now.. her servant" I smugly replied..