Empress Naoki
Famous
Roleplay posts: 2,238
Physical Description: =========================
Empress Naoki is a curvaceous woman of average height, indeterminate age, and catlike features. Her hair is a dark auburn, often pulled back into a long braid. Her ears are both soft and fluffy, and her tail is never less than perfectly groomed. Amber eyes glisten in the shadows cast by her hair.
Clothes and Equipment: =========================
Naoki's wardrobe is to her as a frame is to a painting. Sometimes embellished with detail to be attractive in its own right, but never the focus. Usually simple but elegant, tightly fitting and highly revealing, used only to frame the beauty within.
Additionally, Naoki is, when clothed, often adorned with a small collection of accessories. She wears an earring, a brilliant cut amethyst, in her right ear. The silver signet ring of Isra is worn on her left pinky, marking her as High Lady of Isra. Directly adjacent, she wears the golden signet ring of The Isran Empire as its Empress. On the inside of her left thigh, there is a tattoo depicting a rose entwined with tentacles.
Allegiances: The Isran Empire
Player's online availability : Excessively often. Timezone: ET (-5)
Registered: Sept 12, 2015 13:02:17 GMT -8
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Post by Empress Naoki on Feb 16, 2020 20:34:54 GMT -8
At his last comment, Naoki shoots Ulfang a side-eyed glare that is neither irritated nor displeased. That was the correct answer.
Otherwise, she nods, watching a cart cross the Plaza. “Understandable. Similarly, I would likely look out across your Vale and think it a rather lonely place.”
“Yours is a hard throne for a hard man, and I am the inverse. I rather like the plush; it’s soft, warm, and difficult to be hurt by. If I aim to relax, there is nothing better.” Looking over at Ulfang, Naoki considers him for an extended moment.
“... You and I are opposites in many ways, but I am glad we are not at odds.”
“But I am not one to leave a job unfinished; the massage table is over here…” Leading the way across the room, Naoki pushes aside a curtain to reveal the furniture in question.
In keeping with the theme, it is a finely made, ornate piece of furniture, commissioned, no doubt. Unlike the chairs back in the Lounge, the table was not necessarily built with anyone in particular in mind but was constructed to significantly larger dimensions than it would need to be to accommodate the average human lying flat atop it. The surface is a thin mattress of some variety, covered by a red silken sheet, carefully cut to accommodate the face hole. It comes up to about the level of Naoki’s stomach, and helpfully even has a few little stairs built-in. The underside has large shelves which are partially filled by towels, albeit not large ones.
Running her hand along the top of the table as she walks past it, Naoki proceeds to the cabinet at the far end to select an oil. Sorting through, she picks a few she likes and calls over her shoulder, “Would you prefer lavender, rosemary, or the same mint?”
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Ulfang von Haren
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 181
Age: 82
Physical Description: -------------------------------
Ulfang is a bear of a man. He towers over most he meets, and his figure is muscular and powerful, wonderfully preserved despite his age. He has been the head of House Von Haren for over sixty years. While he lacks the immortality of a vampire, he has been able to sustain his health and vitality seemingly indefinitely through his study of the black arts. His hair is snow white and grown long, complemented by a short white beard curved about his jaw. He has a strong jawline and intensely arched eyebrows, as well as one deep, piercing pale yellow right eye. His other eye is milky white, presumably blind, but this only adds to his intimidating visage. His body is covered with scars, material evidence of an existence filled with battle and hardship. He has a deep, strong voice, the sound of which is enough to scare the life out of the living.
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Clothes and Equipment: When in battle, he wears heavy, ornate black plate armour, the shoulders of which are sculpted into the shape of ravens with bizarrely glowing green eyes. The fingertips of the gauntlets have been forged and sharpened into bladed points, to be used as tertiary weaponry should he lose both of his blades. His primary weapon is a cursed, broad greatsword named "Fang", which draws the very life from the enemies it fells and feeds their souls to its master. His secondary weapon is a mundane steel arming sword, used primarily in close quarters. Outside of battle, he generally wears a heavy hide-and-fur overcoat over a thick leather jerkin, complimented by black trousers and heavy black boots.
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Registered: Jun 27, 2015 11:08:07 GMT -8
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Post by Ulfang von Haren on Feb 16, 2020 21:21:33 GMT -8
"Mm. I think you may be surprised at how welcoming you would find my home to be, my lady. I would trade all the crowds the world over for the presence of one good companion," retorts Ulfang. It's hard to tell if he means to be suggestive; his expression is relaxed but unreadable, as usual.
"We are indeed opposites, but there is a saying in my homeland. This is a rough translation: The Storm Lord and Lady of Earth may be apart by leagues, but they are inseperable in spirit."
"Opposites, my dear lady, often make the best of pairings," Ulfang states as he strides over to the table.
His eye only leaves her to inspect the table itself. Yet another piece of gaudy Isran luxury. Such a bizarre culture; in the Vale the best massage tables are made of heated Blackstone, and the cheapest are made of granite. Hard surfaces are better for the bones and joints, so they say.
But the reason he enjoyed the massage to begin with was surely not the material upon which he sat. He certainly won't turn his nose up at this plushy contraption just because it's too soft, when doing so would mean missing out on those divinely skilled fingers. "The mint was lovely. I think I would prefer you continue with that," he finally answers, his eye returning to Naoki's.
He shrugs out of his coat and drapes it across the banister, then unbuttons his jerkin and lay it atop the jacket. He follows with his boots, which he stands beside the table, and then his linen tunic, and, finally, his cured leather trousers, revealing his all with not the slightest flush of shame or twitch of hesitation.
One might find his earlier embarrassment strange, given how confidently he stands completely barebefore the Empress now, clearly not feeling vulnerable in the slightest. He does not stand there for her inspection for long, however, and his nudity does not appear to be some masculine boast by any means.
He sits on the lip of the massage table and tests the give of the cushions with a probing hand. Not what he's used to, but he might get used to it yet. There's no denying it's comfortable, at any rate.
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Empress Naoki
Famous
Roleplay posts: 2,238
Physical Description: =========================
Empress Naoki is a curvaceous woman of average height, indeterminate age, and catlike features. Her hair is a dark auburn, often pulled back into a long braid. Her ears are both soft and fluffy, and her tail is never less than perfectly groomed. Amber eyes glisten in the shadows cast by her hair.
Clothes and Equipment: =========================
Naoki's wardrobe is to her as a frame is to a painting. Sometimes embellished with detail to be attractive in its own right, but never the focus. Usually simple but elegant, tightly fitting and highly revealing, used only to frame the beauty within.
Additionally, Naoki is, when clothed, often adorned with a small collection of accessories. She wears an earring, a brilliant cut amethyst, in her right ear. The silver signet ring of Isra is worn on her left pinky, marking her as High Lady of Isra. Directly adjacent, she wears the golden signet ring of The Isran Empire as its Empress. On the inside of her left thigh, there is a tattoo depicting a rose entwined with tentacles.
Allegiances: The Isran Empire
Player's online availability : Excessively often. Timezone: ET (-5)
Registered: Sept 12, 2015 13:02:17 GMT -8
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Post by Empress Naoki on Feb 16, 2020 22:10:05 GMT -8
“Very well.” The lavender and rosemary go back into the cabinet. Turning around, Naoki inspects Ulfang nevertheless, never once having been coy about her ogling since assuming power. It would be in poor taste to comment aloud, but Naoki’s ever-present aura of smugness intensifies just a bit.
But then that makes it her turn, Naoki supposes. The robe comes off with stunning ease, leaving her in naught but her undergarments: black, lacy, partially transparent slips of fabric that leave some to the imagination, but not much. Quite tasteful, but also functional. Naoki is content merely to place her robe atop the cabinet, giving Ulfang about as much of a show as he gave her and a similar amount to be seen.
But enough preamble. “Lay down then,” Naoki gestures, taking a bit of oil into her hands and beginning to warm it.
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Ulfang von Haren
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 181
Age: 82
Physical Description: -------------------------------
Ulfang is a bear of a man. He towers over most he meets, and his figure is muscular and powerful, wonderfully preserved despite his age. He has been the head of House Von Haren for over sixty years. While he lacks the immortality of a vampire, he has been able to sustain his health and vitality seemingly indefinitely through his study of the black arts. His hair is snow white and grown long, complemented by a short white beard curved about his jaw. He has a strong jawline and intensely arched eyebrows, as well as one deep, piercing pale yellow right eye. His other eye is milky white, presumably blind, but this only adds to his intimidating visage. His body is covered with scars, material evidence of an existence filled with battle and hardship. He has a deep, strong voice, the sound of which is enough to scare the life out of the living.
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Clothes and Equipment: When in battle, he wears heavy, ornate black plate armour, the shoulders of which are sculpted into the shape of ravens with bizarrely glowing green eyes. The fingertips of the gauntlets have been forged and sharpened into bladed points, to be used as tertiary weaponry should he lose both of his blades. His primary weapon is a cursed, broad greatsword named "Fang", which draws the very life from the enemies it fells and feeds their souls to its master. His secondary weapon is a mundane steel arming sword, used primarily in close quarters. Outside of battle, he generally wears a heavy hide-and-fur overcoat over a thick leather jerkin, complimented by black trousers and heavy black boots.
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Registered: Jun 27, 2015 11:08:07 GMT -8
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Post by Ulfang von Haren on Feb 16, 2020 22:19:28 GMT -8
Ulfang is similarly unabashed in his appreciation for Naoki's sensual dress, raising his brows a touch. He had not expected to see her so exposed quite yet. His exposure is entirely necessary for the purpose of the massage, but her voluptuary undergarments suggest something entirely different, though certainly not unwelcome.
He gives her the once over once more and his lips spread into a lascivious grin. "Just when I was beginning to believe the view could improve no further. Empress, you are full of pleasant surprises," he rumbles.
He's loath to turn from such a lovely sight, but the pull of the memory of her tender kneading wins out over his reignited desire to mate and he lifts his feet up onto the bed. He turns over and slides up to place his face in its designated spot, although a growing pressure beneath him makes resting on his stomach ever so slightly uncomfortable.
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Empress Naoki
Famous
Roleplay posts: 2,238
Physical Description: =========================
Empress Naoki is a curvaceous woman of average height, indeterminate age, and catlike features. Her hair is a dark auburn, often pulled back into a long braid. Her ears are both soft and fluffy, and her tail is never less than perfectly groomed. Amber eyes glisten in the shadows cast by her hair.
Clothes and Equipment: =========================
Naoki's wardrobe is to her as a frame is to a painting. Sometimes embellished with detail to be attractive in its own right, but never the focus. Usually simple but elegant, tightly fitting and highly revealing, used only to frame the beauty within.
Additionally, Naoki is, when clothed, often adorned with a small collection of accessories. She wears an earring, a brilliant cut amethyst, in her right ear. The silver signet ring of Isra is worn on her left pinky, marking her as High Lady of Isra. Directly adjacent, she wears the golden signet ring of The Isran Empire as its Empress. On the inside of her left thigh, there is a tattoo depicting a rose entwined with tentacles.
Allegiances: The Isran Empire
Player's online availability : Excessively often. Timezone: ET (-5)
Registered: Sept 12, 2015 13:02:17 GMT -8
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Post by Empress Naoki on Feb 16, 2020 23:08:19 GMT -8
The width of the table makes standing alongside it impractical, so Naoki places the oil near Ulfang’s shoulder and ascends the stairs. The view isn’t bad from that angle either, but Naoki is taking the massage thing seriously. Nudging his legs together, Naoki kneels, straddling him, such that she might reach his back. Her arms only barley stretch far enough to reach his shoulders, but she tries to pick up where she left off, rubbing and kneading in her tender manner.
However, Ulfang is just so damn big that this can’t be accomplished without all sorts of saucy friction between her thighs and his sides. Her legs are long, but not long enough to straddle an absolute unit of this magnitude without touching him. She tries to continue regardless, but a glance downward tells her that neither one of them will last long enough to complete the massage at this rate.
“Hmmh.” Naoki furrows her eyebrows and considers the problem before her.
“Ah.” She stands. Standing, Naoki can straddle Ulfang without rubbing, but she isn’t about to throw out her back trying to give a massage bent over in such a ridiculous position. Rather, she steps up, onto Ulfang, and begins massaging him by pressing the soles of her feet into the tense muscles of his back and kneading out with the ball of her heel.
“Now admittedly,” Naoki says, careful and deliberate in both word and step, “I am not nearly as practiced in this method of massage. ... But your back is an absolute atrocity that needs any relief it can get, and this will help.”
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Ulfang von Haren
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 181
Age: 82
Physical Description: -------------------------------
Ulfang is a bear of a man. He towers over most he meets, and his figure is muscular and powerful, wonderfully preserved despite his age. He has been the head of House Von Haren for over sixty years. While he lacks the immortality of a vampire, he has been able to sustain his health and vitality seemingly indefinitely through his study of the black arts. His hair is snow white and grown long, complemented by a short white beard curved about his jaw. He has a strong jawline and intensely arched eyebrows, as well as one deep, piercing pale yellow right eye. His other eye is milky white, presumably blind, but this only adds to his intimidating visage. His body is covered with scars, material evidence of an existence filled with battle and hardship. He has a deep, strong voice, the sound of which is enough to scare the life out of the living.
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Clothes and Equipment: When in battle, he wears heavy, ornate black plate armour, the shoulders of which are sculpted into the shape of ravens with bizarrely glowing green eyes. The fingertips of the gauntlets have been forged and sharpened into bladed points, to be used as tertiary weaponry should he lose both of his blades. His primary weapon is a cursed, broad greatsword named "Fang", which draws the very life from the enemies it fells and feeds their souls to its master. His secondary weapon is a mundane steel arming sword, used primarily in close quarters. Outside of battle, he generally wears a heavy hide-and-fur overcoat over a thick leather jerkin, complimented by black trousers and heavy black boots.
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Registered: Jun 27, 2015 11:08:07 GMT -8
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Post by Ulfang von Haren on Feb 16, 2020 23:24:39 GMT -8
Ulfang gives a near-imperceptible shudder as he feels Naoki's luscious thighs and lust-hot womanhood press against his sides and back. The smooth give of her supple flesh upon his own coupled with the gentle friction of silk upon his lower back are almost as enticing as her kneading palms. It's all he can do not to reach out and run his hands all over that lush catgirl's figure to give her a massage of his own, but he wouldn't dare risk spoiling the treatment she's levying upon him.
And then, the pressure leaves his back and he turns his head, confused, only for the massage to resume in a most unorthodox manner. Well, it's true that her foot is not near as skilled or dextrous as her hands, but it's also an undeniable fact that he needs to release some of his pent up tensions. What could have possibly prompted her to stand, he wonders.
He waves his hand by way of permitting her to continue -- surely a scandalous gesture when offered to the Empress in normal circumstances -- and nods his head, turning it back to press into the headrest. "As you say, Naoki," comes his slightly muffled reply. "Although you seemed to be managing alright when you began. Were you perhaps enjoying it a touch too much to continue?"
Despite the slightly incisive nature of his words, his tone is one of saucy jest and not derision. It seems he's finally become comfortable enough with the Empress to push his boundaries a bit.
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Empress Naoki
Famous
Roleplay posts: 2,238
Physical Description: =========================
Empress Naoki is a curvaceous woman of average height, indeterminate age, and catlike features. Her hair is a dark auburn, often pulled back into a long braid. Her ears are both soft and fluffy, and her tail is never less than perfectly groomed. Amber eyes glisten in the shadows cast by her hair.
Clothes and Equipment: =========================
Naoki's wardrobe is to her as a frame is to a painting. Sometimes embellished with detail to be attractive in its own right, but never the focus. Usually simple but elegant, tightly fitting and highly revealing, used only to frame the beauty within.
Additionally, Naoki is, when clothed, often adorned with a small collection of accessories. She wears an earring, a brilliant cut amethyst, in her right ear. The silver signet ring of Isra is worn on her left pinky, marking her as High Lady of Isra. Directly adjacent, she wears the golden signet ring of The Isran Empire as its Empress. On the inside of her left thigh, there is a tattoo depicting a rose entwined with tentacles.
Allegiances: The Isran Empire
Player's online availability : Excessively often. Timezone: ET (-5)
Registered: Sept 12, 2015 13:02:17 GMT -8
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Post by Empress Naoki on Feb 17, 2020 22:14:15 GMT -8
Ulfang’s remark earns him swift admonishment in the form of a bap to the back of the head from Naoki’s tail.
“You hush, you’re not here to make smartass comments. … Be smaller next time.” This is not a denial, per se, but it’s not his sass she’s interested in.
Regardless, the massage continues, a bit faster, and with a bit more force than before. It isn’t as though Ulfang is fragile — she could probably jump up and down on his spine and that would help. Still, there’s a distinction between hard musculature and tension, and working the tension out of Ulfang’s back is satisfying, in a limited sense. He was very much in need of it, and that one time that she walked all over him will be something fun to reference later.
But after a time, Naoki stops and steps off to the side. “I could continue,” she says, “But how’s that for now? Your back ought not to creak anymore, at the very least.”
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Ulfang von Haren
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 181
Age: 82
Physical Description: -------------------------------
Ulfang is a bear of a man. He towers over most he meets, and his figure is muscular and powerful, wonderfully preserved despite his age. He has been the head of House Von Haren for over sixty years. While he lacks the immortality of a vampire, he has been able to sustain his health and vitality seemingly indefinitely through his study of the black arts. His hair is snow white and grown long, complemented by a short white beard curved about his jaw. He has a strong jawline and intensely arched eyebrows, as well as one deep, piercing pale yellow right eye. His other eye is milky white, presumably blind, but this only adds to his intimidating visage. His body is covered with scars, material evidence of an existence filled with battle and hardship. He has a deep, strong voice, the sound of which is enough to scare the life out of the living.
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Clothes and Equipment: When in battle, he wears heavy, ornate black plate armour, the shoulders of which are sculpted into the shape of ravens with bizarrely glowing green eyes. The fingertips of the gauntlets have been forged and sharpened into bladed points, to be used as tertiary weaponry should he lose both of his blades. His primary weapon is a cursed, broad greatsword named "Fang", which draws the very life from the enemies it fells and feeds their souls to its master. His secondary weapon is a mundane steel arming sword, used primarily in close quarters. Outside of battle, he generally wears a heavy hide-and-fur overcoat over a thick leather jerkin, complimented by black trousers and heavy black boots.
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Registered: Jun 27, 2015 11:08:07 GMT -8
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Post by Ulfang von Haren on Feb 18, 2020 21:02:23 GMT -8
Ulfang gives a mirthful chuckle at Naoki's admonishment, hardly cowed by the gentle slap of a fuzzy tail, but he doesn't pursue the issue further. He felt the warmth of their erotic contact well enough to know the truth of his words. For now, he's content to relish the feel of her aggressive massage, a stark contrast to her earlier tenderness but not unpleasantly so. Working out all those knots requires a bit of force anyway. He lifts his head up and wraps his burly forearms beneath his chin, arching his back a touch and letting out a pleased exhale through his nostrils.
When she stops to speak, he shifts to one side of the table and flips over onto his back, stretching languidly before crossing his arms behind his head. There is no shame to be had now, as she's already seen just about everything anyway, and so he remains relaxed and calm, despite the growing tension ever so slowly rising within his loins. "Ah yes, my creaky old arthritic joints feel much better now. I may even cast aside my cane," he jests, his face spread into a delighted grin.
"In all seriousness, my dear, that was the most pleasure I have felt in years. I thank you for your service," he continues, his tone genuine, "although, the back is not the only region that a good masseuse should focus upon, if they are to be thorough. Why, all this ducking through your tiny door frames has set my chest and torso to aching something fierce. My legs, too, are throbbing from walking about this gargantuan city! Surely a good hostess would not leave her guest so wanting. Perhaps sometime afterward I may return the favour; the Black Vale is famous in Aesgir for its hot stone massage techniques after all, and I have a passing knowledge of the form. You may not have any Blackstone discs with which to perform one, but I am certain we could find a way to make due."
His tone is a little more suggestive than his words would imply, and his yellow eye flashes with mischief as he speaks. He certainly doesn't usually move so quickly with women, but something about the Empress alights a fire within him like no other. It crosses his mind for a moment that the origin of his lust for her may be magical, but he shrugs that off quickly. Who cares if it is? He came here on the advice of his Diviners to breed the woman, and while he surely wishes to get to know her so much better than he currently does, it stands to reason that he might break his protocol in this particular instance.
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Empress Naoki
Famous
Roleplay posts: 2,238
Physical Description: =========================
Empress Naoki is a curvaceous woman of average height, indeterminate age, and catlike features. Her hair is a dark auburn, often pulled back into a long braid. Her ears are both soft and fluffy, and her tail is never less than perfectly groomed. Amber eyes glisten in the shadows cast by her hair.
Clothes and Equipment: =========================
Naoki's wardrobe is to her as a frame is to a painting. Sometimes embellished with detail to be attractive in its own right, but never the focus. Usually simple but elegant, tightly fitting and highly revealing, used only to frame the beauty within.
Additionally, Naoki is, when clothed, often adorned with a small collection of accessories. She wears an earring, a brilliant cut amethyst, in her right ear. The silver signet ring of Isra is worn on her left pinky, marking her as High Lady of Isra. Directly adjacent, she wears the golden signet ring of The Isran Empire as its Empress. On the inside of her left thigh, there is a tattoo depicting a rose entwined with tentacles.
Allegiances: The Isran Empire
Player's online availability : Excessively often. Timezone: ET (-5)
Registered: Sept 12, 2015 13:02:17 GMT -8
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Post by Empress Naoki on Feb 24, 2020 21:59:03 GMT -8
As she looks down upon Ulfang, Naoki’s expression says “Don’t push it,” but her popped hip and the mischievous way that her tail is curling suggest that she’ll permit it.
“Oh, I can see that your legs are throbbing,” she quips, “All three of them.”
But prodding the offender with her foot seems only to exacerbate the problem — as she hoped it might. In a novel variation on her initial strategy, Naoki swings one leg over and kneels straddling Ulfang’s midsection. She then wraps her tail once around and gives a few experimental strokes, watching Ulfang’s face to see what he thinks of that.
“You won’t be left wanting,” she assures him, “And seemingly neither will I. Just leave it to me.” The last clause comes off as a bit pointed, because it is. Making silent eye contact, Naoki points one warning finger at Ulfang. She trusts him, their goals are one and the same, and she doesn't expect any trouble, but he would do well to maintain the same degree of self-control he has displayed throughout the day if he expects to be offered this opportunity again.
Leaning forward, Naoki plants her hand squarely in the center of Ulfang’s chest. It’s warm to the touch. Using him for leverage, she pushes herself back, back, back… All the way back and all the way down, until she’s seated comfortably in Ulfang’s lap. There, she wiggles around a bit to get comfortable and smirks the most devilish of smirks. This will be her throne tonight.
It ought not to surprise Ulfang that Naoki is skilled in her hobby of choice. What may come as more of a surprise is her enthusiasm, and the seemingly boundless stamina she displays over the course of the night. Time and time and time again and she keeps going. On the massage table, on the futon, over the table, on the floor. She insists on variety but does not tire, equally as enthusiastic the ninth time as she was the first. She is insistent upon taking all that Ulfang has to give down to the very last, and is not subtle in so expressing. When questioned, she reminds him of the purpose of his visit. It isn’t as though he has anything to complain about.
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Ulfang von Haren
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 181
Age: 82
Physical Description: -------------------------------
Ulfang is a bear of a man. He towers over most he meets, and his figure is muscular and powerful, wonderfully preserved despite his age. He has been the head of House Von Haren for over sixty years. While he lacks the immortality of a vampire, he has been able to sustain his health and vitality seemingly indefinitely through his study of the black arts. His hair is snow white and grown long, complemented by a short white beard curved about his jaw. He has a strong jawline and intensely arched eyebrows, as well as one deep, piercing pale yellow right eye. His other eye is milky white, presumably blind, but this only adds to his intimidating visage. His body is covered with scars, material evidence of an existence filled with battle and hardship. He has a deep, strong voice, the sound of which is enough to scare the life out of the living.
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Clothes and Equipment: When in battle, he wears heavy, ornate black plate armour, the shoulders of which are sculpted into the shape of ravens with bizarrely glowing green eyes. The fingertips of the gauntlets have been forged and sharpened into bladed points, to be used as tertiary weaponry should he lose both of his blades. His primary weapon is a cursed, broad greatsword named "Fang", which draws the very life from the enemies it fells and feeds their souls to its master. His secondary weapon is a mundane steel arming sword, used primarily in close quarters. Outside of battle, he generally wears a heavy hide-and-fur overcoat over a thick leather jerkin, complimented by black trousers and heavy black boots.
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Registered: Jun 27, 2015 11:08:07 GMT -8
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Post by Ulfang von Haren on Feb 24, 2020 22:24:02 GMT -8
Ulfang beams a devious grin up at Naoki, which only grows as she lowers herself to straddle upon him. He's used to taking the lead in such things, but this is Isra. When in Isra, do as the Israns, so the old saying goes, and now it's to be taken very literally. Besides, he's far too aroused to go against Naoki's word now, and risk mating with the object of immense lust that sits now upon him. "As you say, Empress. Where you lead, I will follow," he acquiesces, his breathing coming in yearning shudders now.
He rests his hands upon Naoki's voluptuous thighs as she eases herself back onto him, eliciting a subtle growling purr of ecstasy from between his lips. He's never had a woman this small take him so easily before. Whatever witchcraft Naoki's doing with her womanhood is certainly most appreciated by the king, though.
His eyelids flutter closed as he matches Naoki's squirming with a counter-motion of his own. It occurs to him just now that normally he would have...prepared his partner with a bit of foreplay -- in which he is certainly quite skilled -- first, but Naoki just seemed so insistent. Something about this woman made her hard to resist when she wanted to get her way. Quite probably, that's why she's Empress.
The rumination doesn't last long in his lust-clouded mind, as her rocking upon him scatters all thought but that of the moment, and of her intense heat and supple, soft, warm flesh beneath his hands. This will surely be a night to remember.
Ulfang matches Naoki's stamina stride for stride, to his credit. He is also a very enthusiastic and caring lover, perhaps surprisingly, and while he is perhaps not as well-versed as Naoki in the art of lovemaking, he is still clearly no beginner. He matches each stroke with his own, finds Naoki's weakest points with practiced efficiency, and reads the situation to give Naoki everything she wants. His last wife surely was not his first lay.
Ulfang gives as much as Naoki will take, and by the end of the night he is slicked with sweat, and every inch of the room smells distinctly of sex. The poor housekeepers will need to keep at it for days to get all the evidence of their copulation out of the cushions, the table, the floor...everywhere, really.
But such concerns can wait. For now, the titanic King of the Vale simply holds the diminutive Empress of Isra tenderly within his arms, lounging languidly upon the futon and riding the wave of post-coital bliss. Ulfang surely does not have a thing to complain about, and, he is certain, neither does his mate.
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