Vera absolutely couldn't help the shiver that crept along her spine, making her body jerk in surprise as she vaguely felt the tip of his riding crop trace the shape of her backside.
Vulpes smiled very slowly as he observed her reaction, glancing down the front of her form and eyeing the breasts that perked to his very voice.
Perhaps his Courier wasn't so defiant… Oh, he didn't think so, not with such a reaction as this…
He tested her, snaking another breath along her neck that tickled her baby hairs before leaning in closer, his lips just barely glazing the shell of her ear. "Do you understand me, whore?"
She shivered once more, he noted, but this time she let out a delicious breath that shook with the very roots of her desire, or perhaps fear. Only time would tell which. .
"Y-Yes…" She answered pathetically, leaning her body back ever so slightly. Vulpes eyed her as the curve of her back brushed against his armor, her dark hair tickling his revealed collarbone.
How… amusing.
"You are rather eager for me, aren't you profligate?" He mused, dragging his riding crop up the length of her spine as he stood, causing her to falter without the support of his body behind her.
He walked around her until he once again faced her, only slightly surprised by her dilated eyes and lightly flushed cheeks.
However, Vulpes' eyes were more attracted to the swell of pale flesh that had revealed itself in all her squirming.
The Courier didn't seem to notice that her breast was revealed, or maybe she didn't care, her eyes never left his face either way.
The man before her narrowed his eyes with the slightest hint of a smirk ghosting over his pale face, nudging the opposite sleeve of her shirt down until the measly piece of fabric pooled around her hips.
If the Courier made any acknowledgement at all to her being half-naked, it was only to drag her eyes briefly down the length of his torso and settle pointedly beneath his armored kilt. But, in a flash, her eyes were locked back on his.
"Hmm…" Vulpes hummed, trailing his riding crop along the swell of Vera's breasts appreciatively before using its tip to raise her chin up to his lowering face. "Tell me Courier…" He paused to tease his tongue briefly against the corner of her mouth, which caused her breath to shake once more. "What do you think of my men…?"
Vera was admittedly thrown off by the question, having been so focused on the man before her. She paused, trying very hard to think of an answer as his lips grazed her chin and his riding crop crawled along her nipples.
"Do you think they are strong?" The riding crop lightly slapped against the side of her breast from her lack of answer, making her jerk from the delicate sting.
She sighed unsteadily and nodded. "Yes."
"Does your body swell to think of them inside you? Of me inside you?"
She looked into his eyes, the close proximity making his heated stare burn into her skull, her mind swimming with its intimacy.
"Answer me, whore."
His tongue replaced his lips and his hands replaced his riding crop, welcoming himself to a few handfuls of her heaving breasts as his tongue traced her jaw. "Yes…"
A smug sort of sick smile spread over his lips as he gave her pillowed flesh one last squeeze before standing once more, briefly eyeing the way her chest rose and fell with her quickened breathing before nodding his head towards the entrance of the tent.
"Walk, Courier, I want to put your words to the test."
