2.5: Picking Up The Pieces

Chapter 14. part 2. Wayward son.

Meanwhile, Alexander had gone to Gomorrah, the high class burlesque bar and brothel, to drown his sorrows again. He sits by himself in the far back corner where there is little to no light, hoping he can hide himself away whilst still getting a decent view of what's going on.

He then catches sight of Anora, the elven girl he'd been with whilst there on Seb's stag night almost four years previous. He didn't think she'd still be working there but he waves her over under the guise of ordering another drink.
She walks over and can see his face clearly now.
"Hello there... Remember me?"
She answers quicker than he expects.
"Oh absolutely... How could I forget you?"
He chuckles, not knowing of she's being sarcastic or not.
"Hah are you being serious or sarcastic? You must hear that a lot..."
She shakes her head then shuffles into the booth to sit next to him.
"Oh I'm deadly serious... You're hands down... The best sex I've ever had, with a man anyway... Why have you not been back though? I would have given you a discount as one of my regulars... Then again, of course I'd happily let you do me again, free of charge of course..."

He smirks a little.
"Haha, I do not know what that says about other men but I am flattered... I do like the sound of that though... But it is difficult to tell whether you are working... Or if you are actually serious..."
She sniggers.
"Hah... Well believe me, if I weren't all but married I'd take you home with me and keep you there, you're fucking gorgeous..."
He looks intrigued.
"Hah and I would happily let you... Are you are engaged?"
She nods but it almost looks like a shrug too.
"Kind of... I like men and women and I have been with a woman for a couple of years now, it's like we're married... But sometimes I just crave the feeling of a man... Especially one as perfect as you..."
She reaches over and strokes her hand down his cheek, he sighs softly.
"Hah, I am not perfect, far from it in fact... But thank you... And I understand, I am that way inclined too..."
She has a little grin.
"I thought as much... You spent more time with that other lovely man than you did with me... I felt a little... Left out..."
He grins smugly as she sits down next to him.
"Hah, yes... You should have joined us... He would not have objected, he likes women too... Ah well... Right now though, you have me all to yourself, should you so wish?"
She pulls him over and kisses him desperately, he smiles a self satisfied grin.
"Oh absolutely... Are you free just now?"
He gestures to the empty table with a raised eyebrow.
"Would I be drinking alone if were not?"
She grins deviously.
"Mm, good point... I'm almost finished here anyway... I'll get changed and meet you back here in ten minutes... Sound good?"

He nods and grins almost enthusiastically before taking a swig from his bottle of ale. She smiles seductively and kisses him again briefly before walking through the back. He waits the ten minutes and right enough, she comes back and essentially pulls him out of the booth, he downs what was left of his drink and follows her.
"Where are you taking me?"
She taps her nose and winks.
"Oh... You'll see..."
They walk up the main flight of stairs and into one of the various beautiful rooms, she opens the door and leads him in.
"Alright... I might have booked us a room..."
He looks at her with a raised eyebrow.
"Well... If you are sure? Then I am all yours..."
She grins smugly before dragging him into the room and swiftly slamming the door behind her.
"Mm, good to hear..."
Her hands are on his chest and his are on her waist. She slowly moves him backwards towards the bed, then when they reach it, she pushes him backwards onto it. He's taken a little by surprise but smiles anyway, he leans up on his elbows so that he can see her fully. She then starts doing a seductive dance, first on his lap as she removes her corset and tosses it behind her.

He reaches up with one hand to touch her but she smirks and shakes her head.
"Ah. Ah... Not yet..."
He makes a pained expression, playing along with her little game.
"Oh... You are a cruel mistress..."
She smirks as she looks down at him.
"Hmm I know... Patience, sweet thing..."
She then straddles his waist, taking her blouse off, he watches almost in adoration at her perfectly white skin, her plaited raven black hair, her huge sparkling green eyes. He takes in every contour of her body while thinking.
'Gods she is so like her... It is like having her back again... Almost perfection... Not the real thing but close enough...'
He raises an eyebrow.
"Can I touch you yet?"
She shakes her head.
"Nope... Not yet..."
She puts her finger over his lips.
"I will tell you when you can touch me..."
She gets off the bed and beckons him to sit up, he pushes himself up off of the bed and sits on the edge of it, still watching her. She walks over to him again and starts dancing over his lap, making sure to lightly touch him with her legs before she whips her skirt off.