Fanalis Femme Fatale
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Kheelwithit
He loves Morgiana. Really, he does.
But having any sort of sexual relationship with her will be the death of him.
But he tries anyway. Another server politely asks if he's absolutely sure he wouldn't like compay tonight. He sighs no and waves her off. He leans further into the whorehouse cushion, envying his Master and Sinbad-sama. They were still bachelors... free to enjoy the lovely and ample bossoms of any amount of ladies. Sharrkan waves her over instead, a dirty gleam in his eyes. He isn't. He must spend the eveing bossomless. Isn't this situation supposed to be reversed?
Before he can mope any more, he returns his thoughts to properly bedding Morgiana. Really, the only obsticle is her clulessness. Any amount of pleasure that he wants to give her is always swiftly killed by baffled looks from his woo-ee. And he, the woo-er, is usually left to beat off to thoughts of finally, finally having Mor. On her back, her mouth, sitting down, standing up, anything so long as she enjoyed it. Maybe she doesn't like sex? The thought makes him panicky and clammy. Its all good that she doesn't care for sex, but what of Alibaba? He still loves sex and spending the rest of his lfe with Morgiana would mean being celibate and ohgodhecan'thestillneedsitohfuck-
"Oi, oi, Alibaba, you alright?"
A heavy thump slaps the words right out of his head along with a few braincells. He thinks the King was aiming for his back, but he's a little more than tipsy at this point in time.
"Ya, Fattybloba, stop thinkin' so damn mush, mmn?"
"Hey, hey, ya werenna suppos' ta tell 'im we call 'im tha', King,"
Ah, that hurts a little bit.
Really, Sinbad is the only one smashed. His Master only speaks so because while he's sitting, his hands are pressing the flanks of his almost-server, a very pretty brunette, closer to him while his mouth is kissing and licking at her crotch through the gauzy material that really actually emphasizes what's underneath instead of hiding it while her head is tilted back and her hands are carding through his hair and she's letting out tiny gasps. Its really too erotic. Sinbad is palming his semi-erection and watching with lust in his eyes. Alibaba is uncomfortable. But she looks ike she's really enjoying it. What if he gave Morgiana his mouth? Would she sigh like that? Wriggle closer to him and press his face in further? No, that's right. With their relationship status, they'll never even get to that stage.
Alibaba tries anyways.