After hiding the body behind a few barrels further back in the alley they made their way back to Hightown. It was uneventful and neither of them spoke, Nero was tired and couldn't be bothered to initiate a conversation and Fenris was deep in thought.
When the two men got back to the mansion they went their separate ways, Nero stoked the fire in his room and tossed the letters in, one by one and watched them burn. When all that remained of the papers were red coils he had a very quick, but thorough, bath before having a much needed sleep.
Nero woke in the late afternoon, and had another bath, he was irritated to find that his previous bath failed to wash the blood completely from his hair and ended up washing it several more times before he was satisfied it was all gone. Absentmindedly he found himself thinking he should cut it, he hadn't had a haircut since he had run away from the Imperium.
Nero spent the rest of the day cleaning his blades properly and searching the rooms in the house for clothes so he could wash the ones he was wearing. He found a pair of brown pants that needed to be rolled up at the ankles and even after tying them they hung off his hips. Moving on Nero then found a shirt that might have once been white but was now a dull gray, he swam in it and made a pathetic attempt at tying the cords at the chest but they kept coming undone so he left them loose.
Nero washed his clothes and placed them on the tiles in the courtyard. On his way in he glanced up the stairs towards the room Fenris occupied but the door was slightly ajar and no light streamed out so Nero assumed the elf was out. Before heading to his room Nero grabbed a few bottles of wine and was surprised to find Isabela lounging on his bed, picking at her nails with a knife. She sat up to lean on her elbows as he entered and set the wine on a side table before sitting in a chair.
"Well hullo there my sexy little elf." she smirked.
Nero smiled "Isabella, to what do I owe this pleasure?"
She reached for one of the bottles, used the knife to un-cork it and took a big swig. Watching her throat as she swallowed Nero felt a twitch in his pants, which only twitched more when she pulled away from the bottle and licked the red liquid from her lips. "I do believe a celebration is in order!" she beamed.
He laughed, "for killing the hunters? There will be more, there always is."
She frowned a little, before smirking again and winking at him, "Are you spurning the opportunity to celebrate? I am offended."
"Don't be, I am not spurning anything." Nero smiled as he stood and stepped towards the bed, as he was kneeling down to her she slipped under his arm and stood by the door; he turned with a pout.
"Don't look so disappointed Nero, I just have to visit the ladies room."She winked as she turned to leave.
"Tell me if you find any ladies in there would you?"
She raised her hand in a rude gesture before turning the corner. He laughed and, picking up the bottle she placed on the floor, took a long drink and laid himself down on the bed, trying not to think too much.
By the time she returned he had begun to doze and started when he heard the door close, Nero smiled and opened his mouth to speak but was stopped short. She had taken off her boots, necklace, and gloves and was twirling her small-clothes around her finger, a mischievous smirk on her face, her eyes twinkling in the firelight.
Nero realized his mouth was hanging open and snapped it shut as she made her way to him, laying on the bed and straddled his lap she leaned over and trailing her tongue along his ear. Nero grasped her hips, shivered and failed to stifle a moan. She giggled.
"I see you have sensitive ears pet, I can only imagine where else you are sensitive" she said with a wiggle of her hips. Nero groaned, his erection quickly making its way from semi-hard to painfully hard. He could feel her heat and wetness and would have come undone right then if he did not have years of control at his beck and call.
However, as far as his control went he still couldn't stop himself from putting his hand into her hair and pulling her towards him, thier lips meeting in a heated kiss. Her tongue slid along his bottom lip almost immediately, asking for entrance, and he obliged. She moved her hands to his chest, which caused her to wiggle again where she sat on him and he whimpered into the kiss.
She nibbled on his lower lip before pulling away, "I am a terrible tease, aren't I?" she laughed.
Nero growled and pulled her back down to bite along her collarbone roughly before going back to sooth the area with his tongue. He slid his hands down her back, wishing she had taken off her shirt as well so he could feel her skin, before cupping her ass and pulling her forward a little bit so he could reach easier. He was pleasantly surprised by how wet she was when his finger stroked along her cleft and she quietly moaned in his ear.
He smiled into her shoulder before he readjusted and, snaking a hand under one of her legs, he plunged two fingers into her. She ground into his hand hard, groaning loudly as she grabbed his hair and turned his head to the side to lick a long trail from his throat to his ear and back again. He hissed as she swept her tongue along his adams apple and gently sucked just over it.
She lifted herself off of his fingers and settled back on top of his groin without actually touching it, her hands gliding under his shirt, scratching and exploring as she continued to kiss along his collarbone and started to lick his chest as she slowly moved down. Her hands had scratched their way to his nipples and she gently squeezed them. Nero almost yelled out as his back arched, and he felt her smile against his skin before she grabbed the hem of his shirt, sat up and pulled it over his head.
She was on her knees straddling him with her hands on her hips as her eyes roved over his chest and stomach. Nero arched an eyebrow, "I hope all is to your liking." he smirked as he raised himself to his elbows.
"Mmm..." was her only reply as she bent down once more, now straddling his thighs as her tongue lazily made its way down the center of his abdomen to his bellybutton, where she circled around it. At the same time she ran her hands up his body, hands flitting over his abdominal muscles and ribs before teasing his nipples again.
He fell back to the bed and groaned loudly. Her mouth finally reached the hem of his pants, which were already ridiculously low and with each touch of her lips to his skin a dull spark of lightening shot through his groin. As she kissed along his abdomen from one hip to the other his cock poked her in the chin.
It was then he realized what she intended to do and raised his head "A-are you really going to-" he began, she looked up at him questioningly before nodding and slowly starting to pull his pants down, her tongue finding its way to the dip of his hips. "I have never been on the receiving end of- unnngh" his pants were now around his knees and her tongue had followed the hollow to his groin which then led to his balls, and she was gently suckling on them. His fingers dug into the sheets as her fingers scratched along the inside of his thighs.
Nero whimpered again and frowned as she pulled away, "do all elves have so little hair?" she asked as she pulled his pants completely off.
"I think so yes" he gasped, she trailed her fingers through the short fuzz surrounding his cock before placing his legs on each side of her and settling in. She nipped and licked along his inner thighs and his fingers found themselves digging into the blankets again. She traced her nails along the underside of his cock, pulling away before she reached the head. Then he was surrounded by the hot, dampness of her mouth. He arched his back and bit back a yell.
She flicked her tongue over his head and, reaching her hands up to his torso again, she dragged her nails down his chest, making him hiss from the multiple sensations. She took Nero deep into her mouth, her nose not quite close enough to touch his skin. Her cheeks hollowed, sucking as she pulled up, making a quiet popping sound as he was released from her mouth. He squeezed his eyes shut and found himself gasping for breath. She lowered her mouth once more to his cock and sucked gently on the head as she pumped the shaft with her hand.
"uuuungggh... I'm not going to last Isa-" he gasped as she laughed, her mouth still on him. He could feel the rumble and soon after he was arching his back, spilling into her mouth. She continued pumping as she sucked him dry. When finally she raised herself to get a drink of wine he felt like he was sinking into the mattress, his legs felt like jelly and he could not speak for several moments.
She lay beside him and giggled.
"Did I hear you say you never had someone do that to you before?"
Nero swallowed and nodded before turning his head to look at her with his arms stretched above his head, still unable to move. "Magister don't pay to suck cock." he mumbled, his voice unsteady.
She frowned and pushed the hair out of his face, her eyes skimmed his body before she smirked again. "Are you out of commission for the night now?"
He laughed softly, "Not yet, but I should probably wait till I can move his legs before I do anything."
She laughed again, leaning on her elbow and resting her head on her hand, the other one trailing over his chest. "I suppose I'll be patient for now, it better be worth the wait."
Nero smiled, he could safely move his arms now and did so, pulling the neckline of her shirt away from her body with a finger and looking in, "Of course, I was trained by the best."
She raised her eyebrow, and her hand stopped moving "...trained?" she frowned.
He let go of her shirt and laid back, looking at the ceiling.
"I did not quite tell the truth in the clinic that day. When I was presented to the Archon he disapproved. But the magisters present when it happened did not. When we got back to the forest my makers began receiving letters...requests to...bed me. Some because they hated the Archon, some because they hated their wife or husband." Nero sighed and ran his fingers through his hair. "The first time... I performed poorly, my makers were angry that they had to refund the magister. I am still not sure if they hired or kidnapped him, he came from Antiva, and his skills were often sought out specifically. They said he was a popular whore, and that he would teach me how to please others. And so his lessons were worked into my ...schedule, as it were. "
He glanced up at Isabela again, her mouth had formed a small 'o' so he tried to smile reassuringly.
"I was basically a concubine, I oftentimes wonder how much I went for." he chuckled softly, hoping a small joke about his past would help alleviate any pity she felt for him because of it.
She leaned over him, grabbing the bottle of wine again and taking a long drink from it before passing it to him, he did the same.
Nero smiled widely and laughed, "I shudder to think that so many magisters must face their sexual frustrations without my assistance."
She laughed with him this time and he reached for the wine to place it back on the floor. Nero leaned over Isabela, forcing her to lay on her back. Her golden eyes glittering in the firelight as he leaned down to kiss her, nipping at her lips, and scratching his hands along her breasts. When her nipples hardened he toyed with them through her shirt.
He stopped and pulled away, smirking "So, how does this shirt come off?"