Chapter 7: Proverbs From Hell/The Evening Star in the Mist
Castle Vrbada, 6pm
Laughter howled from The Boy's Room as they called it, when Prince Tomáš, cigarette and whiskey glass in his hand, walked around the room mocking his father.
"You got to show these kurvas who's the boss, my son, fuck these bitches like you mean it!"
More laughter erupted when the prince added, "I had to sit here and watch my father gyrating against a desk showing me the moves, like what is he doing?!"
Bi Han did his line of coke, then he walked over to Tomáš and took his hands into his. "Did he look at you like this, oh mighty prince?", looking tenderly into his eyes.
Tomáš blushed at the sudden intensity, when the elder Lin Kuei dipped him down and said, "Your big fat dad came banging on my door at 5 am screaming that I took you to a whorehouse, poor Kuai Liang is in the corner terrified!"
"Oh yeah. About that..I uh..kind of told him we went when I turned eighteen."
The prince cringed, waiting for Bi Han to yell at him, when Cyrax intervened. "Remember that woman Meleda with the white dress? No Panties Meleda?"
"Jesus Christ, I hope I never remember her!" Tomáš shouted in laughter, "she had freaking herpes, tried to kiss me, then she grabbed my hand and tried to put my finger in her, I was terrified!"
"Yeaaahhh that was kind of rape." Sektor said. "Uh yeah, definitely." Tomáš said. He looked at his fingers and trembled. There was silence until Kuai Liang spoke up. "Didn't she overdose and die recently?"
"She had an STD, I think she died from." Sektor said. "UTI, it was." Bi Han said, "I mean, they're treatable, but if you let it alone and let it decay..she probably had STD's, too. That woman had a reputation."
"What the hell is a UTI?" Tomáš asked.
"It's when you get an infection down there. That's why they tell you always piss after sex." Bi Han said.
"Hold on, you're telling me No Panties Meleda had this UTI thing and wanted me to touch her? I would have lost my fingers!" Tomáš yelled.
Everyone screamed and Tomáš fell off his chair laughing. "You guys laugh at poor me and I would have had to explain to my dad why my hands are gone!"
"Yeah, sorry King Václav, your son fingered some icky broad and whoops!" Sektor said.
"Oh fuck you guys!" Tomáš yelled, laughing, throwing his cards at Sektor.
"You know, they've made strides in technology, you'd be fine with prosthetics, Tomáš."
"Not you too, Kuai! How dare you betray me?!"
Everyone laughed again, when Kuai Liang approached Tomáš and hugged him. "Sorry, little brother, the joke just wrote itself."
"Give me that coke, damn it." Tomáš said, walking back to the table. He kept himself in Kuai Liang's embrace when he did his line, and leaned back into his friend's arms.
"Now I'm ready for the party." He grinned.
Bi Han got up from his seat, when he lay sprawled out the gambling table.
"Hey Tomáš, come here."
Everyone watched in curiosity, when Tomáš approached him.
He reached out and grabbed the prince, who was now situated between his legs. "Hold on, what are you doing, Bi Han?" Sektor asked.
Bi Han ignored Sektor and asked Tomáš, "Did your father teach you anything about positioning with sex?"
Tomáš looked down at Bi Han and nodded. "He told me about this thing called missionary position." "Yup. That's us right now, that's typically the traditional way, but there's a bunch of things you can do here to really please a woman." the elder Lin Kuei said, "watch me."
Bi Han then pushed Tomáš back and spread his legs further, "You have a whole range of motion here, and then," he bent his legs at the knees and pulled them back to his shoulders, "now this one, this is the good one. Fold your girl just right, and," he made a kissing sound, while the others cheered.
"Well damn, Bi Han, I didn't know you were that flexible." Cyrax said.
The elder Lin Kuei shrugged. "Just teaching our prince a few things in case he meets a girl and gets laid tonight."
"Tomáš never meets a girl he likes, come on now."
"I can hear you two, you know." Tomáš growled, lighting up another cigarette.
As Bi Han attempted more sexual advice, Cyrax asked, "Alright, since we're here, how come you never got a girl? I mean, even I got three girls at one of these parties, once."
"I even had a threeway." Sektor said, raising his hand.
Tomáš rolled his eyes, taking a drink of his whiskey. "I don't know, maybe I just don't like the girls here. Besides, what are you doing getting with women at my party when you're supposed to be guarding the forest outside."
"Your parties go on for a long time, once our shift is over, Sektor and I go get some ladies." Cyrax said.
"And you, Bi Han, Kuai Liang?"
"I'm celibate." Bi Han said.
Cyrax and Sektor froze.
"What?"
"I'm celibate." the elder Lin Kuei repeated with a shrug. "But..you just.." Sektor said. "Yeah. I used to be sexually active, but I made a vow of chastity after meeting Tomáš."
"Seriously? Bi Han, you didn't have to!" Tomáš said, suddenly feeling guilty.
"Eh. Some things are more important than pleasures of the flesh. I dedicated my life to him and Kuai Liang."
"If I knew that, I would have..." Tomáš said, before Bi Han raised his hand up. "Don't fret your pretty little face, my prince. I'm at peace with my decision. Now Kuai Liang, he can do as he chooses, but I have to at least meet anyone he brings home."
Kuai Liang blushed and looked away. "Maybe some day."
"Take your time, Kuai. Meeting someone special takes time." Bi Han said, approaching his little brother. He took his hand into his, and added, "I want you to be happy. Woe into the person who dares break my little brother's heart."
"Same goes for you, Tomáš. Love and marriage are long-term, it's important to meet someone you get along with, and who's right for you for your own reasons, not your parent's."
He yawned, then leaned against Kuai Liang, who put an arm around him. "Are you ok, my brother?" he asked. Bi Han nodded. "A little tired. But I'll be fine. Had a long day, you know."
Hours earlier, 4am.
Queen Jindřiška knocked and entered the bedroom of Bi Han and Kuai Liang, the younger Lin Kuei nearly jumping out of his bed in fright.
"Bi Han, are you available now? I need to talk to you."
Kuai Liang turned on his bedside lamp, his eyes bleary from being woken up, long hair strung about his face.
She spoke some more until Kuai Liang said, "Excuse me, my lady, but I am Kuai Liang, Bi Han is-"
"Right here." Bi Han said, coming into the room. His eyes were on his little brother, then to his queen before saluting and bowing to her.
"How can I help you?"
Queen Jindřiška gestured with her finger and said, "Come, Bi Han, I would like to speak to you."
Bi Han held the towel around his waist tight and replied, "May I have a second to get decent? I just got out of the bath."
"Of course." she replied, averting her eyes from the topless Lin Kuei.
He closed the door behind him, looking at Kuai Liang.
"What does she want? Did she do anything to you?" he whispered, getting close enough to his little brother. Kuai Liang shook his head. "Ok, good. Queen or not, she'll lose a limb if she touches you."
Bi Han left his brother's side, removing his towel, letting the cool breeze touch his naked body. He changed into a simple shirt and pants, then left the room where the queen was waiting, still elegant even in her night robes.
"You wish to talk, my Queen?" he asked, fixing his hair into a bun as they began to walk towards her parlor.
Once they got there, she extended her arm out to the balcony, and Bi Han followed.
He was a bit apprehensive when they ventured outside, she could push him off the ledge, no one would ever know. Instead, she looked out into the distance. Into the quiet fog surrounding the forest around them.
"Bi Han, it has come to my attention that we have vigilantes acting out in the castle town." Bi Han almost choked on his spit. He had no idea that she knew. He thought this conversation would be about Tomáš.
"Based on your expression, you know what I am talking about."
The elder Lin Kuei nodded.
"Yes. Kuai Liang and I noticed something had happened in the castle town last night. One of the buildings in the drug section we've been trying to clean up was raided by a SWAT team and the vigilantes."
"What SWAT team? Václav and I know of all the law enforcement agencies in the city and we have never seen such a thing."
Bi Han looked at her with worry.
"Then..?"
"Perhaps it is possible that the vigilantes were brought into a trap?" he added.
"Kuai Liang and I found a rose on the floor in all the destruction."
"A rose?" she asked.
"Earlier in the night, I took Kuai Liang out for dinner and to follow the lead on the vigilantes that Cyrax gave me. We had extra time, and I took him to see a concert at Klub 007 Stráhov..there we saw a woman performing with the band. She had a mask on, but I could tell she was gorgeous. Beautiful voice, great stage presence, too. The girls in the crowd went crazy over her. Apparently, she has a gimmick where she throws roses into the crowd."
Queen Jindřiška raised a thin eyebrow.
"A rose hit me in the head, so I kept it."
"It matched the rose Kuai Liang and I saw at the building after the raid."
Once again, Queen Jindřiška raised an eyebrow.
"So you believe you've found one of the culprits? And it's a woman? Well..she must have allies, no woman can do that much damage alone."
"Cyrax said there were three."
Queen Jindřiška hummed, crossing her arms.
"I am tasking you, Bi Han, and your brother, to find these people. Bring them to me alive, then I will decide what to do with them."
Bi Han bowed. "Yes, my lady."
She nodded, and clutched her robe at a cool gust of wind. "Thank you. I trust that you two will not fail at this mission."
He watched as the queen left, and let out a sigh, looking at the moonlight above him.
"Don't worry. I'll catch them. I won't let any of this come near Tomáš."
Current time, 7pm
"Let me get some sleep. A quick nap before the party." Bi Han said.
After his talk with Queen Jindřiška at 4am, it took Bi Han hours to get back to sleep. Then he had to deal with King Václav screaming at him at 5am about bringing Prince Tomáš to the whorehouse on the hill.
He began researching what he could about the vigilante attacks, but found nothing, even went back to the site of the attack, all signs of anyone being there, gone.
When he returned to the castle, he had breakfast with Tomáš and watched his mother once again fuss about brushing his hair.
They bickered back and forth, "mami" this and "zlatíčko" that, and Bi Han smiled, laughing at them.
Now that it was 7pm, the five left the boy's room, and Tomáš returned to his room to take a bath.
"I hate Fridays." he muttered, sinking beneath the waters.
He had a strange feeling about tonight's party. An itch he couldn't scratch, a sinking feeling in his stomach. He attempted to distract himself by washing his body and hair, swimming beneath the water, then staring outside the window, letting the cool breeze hit him.
It was almost crazy how a week changes so much.
He felt more confident talking to his father's advisors after going to the Brutal Assault festival, his adult conversations with both his father and his friends, he just felt stronger.
Still..what was this odd feeling?
Standing in front of his mirror, he looked upon his nude form, his slender body, sleek muscles that allowed for stealth and precision, the light grayish hair on his chest and lower.
Eighteen was such a weird age, as Bi Han said. Not yet a man, yet not a child anymore. Something in between.
Tomáš once again looked at himself in the mirror, not that he was vain, but curious about his still growing body. He was fit, handsome, he heard what the girls in Czech society say about him.
His eyes went lower, blushing as he looked between his legs..a decent size, thick at the base, a nice length, if he really thought about it.
Then again, sex was not often a thing on Tomáš' mind. That was why he was confused about his father's words from earlier. Did he expect Tomáš to suddenly begin bedding women?
The young prince kept his eyes on the mirror, when he suddenly took himself in his hand.
He allowed himself a few strokes, then gasped, pulling his hand from himself.
"Too much.." he said.
Not that he wasn't trying, but years of abuse can do horrible things to a person...it was only Bi Han and Kuai Liang's touches that calmed him, he didn't mind his parent's affections, but..he knew it was something he'd have to fight through.
He wanted affection, maybe even love, if he could just fight through his psyche.
"I have to try...every week I say I'm going to try, but I get scared. Every time, I think about their hands on me..they hit me, touched me where no boy should ever be touched..held me down and abused me..how can I expect to get over this?!"
He almost punched his mirror, instead, he grabbed his towel and stomped away.
"Be strong, Tomáš. You're the prince of the Vrbada family, the heir...there's no time to cry. No time to be weak.."
He changed into the fine silks and robes his parents left him, a black and gold plated waistcoat that went down his whole back, and silk black pants with gold trims on the sides.
Bi Han fixed up his hair and handed him his masquerade mask and crown, before holding out his arm for him.
"Ready?"
Tomáš nodded. "But first..I need one more line." Bi Han smirked and shared one more coke line with the prince before leaving him to assume his duty of guarding the castle.
Kampa District, 7pm
"I can't believe you idiots convinced me to go to this stupid party. There's gonna be so many snobs, and just..eww."
"This is the most exclusive party in the Czech Republic, sweetheart, it's not every day that you get to go to one of these." Kabal said, brushing Hesperia's hair.
Her magic bracelet allowed for her to design her hair any way she wanted, and today, she went for a high ponytail that Kabal helped style with silver chains.
Kurtis helped pick out a gold dress with purple and maroon flower designs, the dress had thin straps and was corseted at the bust. It was backless, zipped at the waist, with a high slit on her left side, allowing for free movement.
It was accented by gold and maroon chains around the waist, and a single black glove that went all the way up to her elbow, matching the black cast on her left arm.
There were still bruises on her legs and thighs, by the hydra tattoo on her left thigh. Bruises on her face as well, she knew she'd stick out, despite Kabal doing the best he could with her makeup.
She also wore her bracelet under the black glove, and Kabal's necklace.
"Sexy.." she said to herself, looking into the mirror.
She could feel Kurtis' judging stare, and he said, "Well..you sure look beautiful, Hesperia. I picked out this dress, but I didn't expect it to look so.."
"Oh lighten up, Kurt, let a girl have fun. Who knows, she might meet that prince who lives in the castle." Kabal said.
"I thought we said a princess lives there." Kurtis said. "Nah, I got some intelligence, a prince lives in the castle with his parents." Kabal said.
He looked at Hesperia as she sprayed herself with a shiny mist.
"But be careful there, Hesperia, the prince is protected by the Lin Kuei, they'll be watching your every move."
"The Lin Kuei? In the Czech Republic? I thought they were based in China.." she said.
"That's as much as I know." Kabal shrugged. "Anyway, it's 8pm, you should get going."
"I called you an Uber. Be safe, ok? Text us when you get there."
"Ok, see you two later!" Hesperia waved at the two as she left, her heels clicking against the floors. "I hope she brought her knives."
"I'm sure she did." Kabal said, catching Kurtis as he jumped on his lap.
He carried his lover into the bedroom as Kurtis planted kiss after kiss on him.
"She'll kill us."
"We'll just clean the bedroom once we're done."
Castle Vrbada, 9pm
The masquerade party was in full swing by the time Hesperia got there.
Queen Jindřiška and King Václav sat at their thrones mingling with their advisors while Tomáš walked around in the crowd talking to all his guests.
Maybe it was the words of encouragement from his parents, Bi Han and Kuai Liang, maybe it was the coke and whiskey, but tonight he felt more comfortable talking to the men and women in the crowd.
He simply laughed off any women's attempts at flirtation, thanking them for their kind words, and moved on to the next group of people.
Bi Han, meanwhile, kept his eyes on the ballroom, a sinking feeling running down his spine.
"There's danger afoot..but where is it coming from...?"
Hesperia was in awe at the castle when she walked in. With her mask on, she handed in the invitation she found at Klub 007 Stráhov and was able to get into the party.
It was magnificent, like in the stories she read of medieval times. Giant, golden, filled of magnificence and opulence.
When she walked into the ballroom, she was again in awe. It was like a fairy tale, beautiful women in ballgowns, men in suits, calm and sophisticated orchestral music played in the background as people danced and mingled amongst themselves. With the lights dimmed, to a golden light, there was an air of sensuality through the room, couples were dancing together, holding hands and kissing against the walls.
She felt so out of place here.
A woman from a small village in Switzerland, these women here were from rich cities, standards of high society in the Czech Republic.
She sighed. Yet, she truly felt like a princess.
Hesperia knew she stuck out like a sore thumb with her muscular body, bruises and an arm cast, compared to these perfect, and thinner women.
Still, it wouldn't deter her from having a good time.
Tomáš was caught in a boring conversation with a blonde when he looked for the refreshment table, his way of escaping. The woman put her hand on his shoulder to drive his attention back to her, but he quickly nudged her hand off.
He then looked to the side, when he noticed a woman in a gold dress, high ponytail and arm cast.
It was like time stopped, his eyes locked on the woman, completely frozen.
He watched as she wandered around, her eyes taking everything in around her, then his eyes traveled down the rest of her body.
"How stunning..." he said to himself.
The blonde coughed to get his attention once more, but he was already leaving her side and following the woman in the gold dress.
He had never seen her before, and he knew he had to catch up before she got lost in the crowd.
Hesperia knew there were people looking at her, she could feel their bitter, judgmental stares as she wandered around the ballroom. They were whispering about her, that body, that dress, she was out of place, she looked out of place.
It was almost becoming too overwhelming.
Her eyes went down a maroon tapestry, elegant, beautiful maroon and plum drapes along each glass-stained window, her heels clicked upon golden plated floors...
Until...
She felt a presence behind her, her fingers itching to pull out a knife from the holder around her thigh. It was well hidden under the fabrics of her dress, yet easy to grab if needed.
"Hello...how fascinating. It's not every day that I see a woman so..damaged, if you will."
Hesperia's eyes narrowed into a glare.
A man with a light, yet breathy Czech accent was behind her..and those words...
"Excuse me...?" she snapped.
"French..how did a French girl get into this party?" he said to himself.
Tomáš stood behind the woman, and he could inwardly slap himself.
What was he doing? Was that the best he could do to start a conversation? Look at her superficial wounds and ask her about them? Yet he was fascinated by her imperfections. Too many plastic, vapid women, and here was a woman with bruises, with a cast on her arm, a little bit of a disfigured nose.
"I'm not French, so you can get that thought out of your mouth." she snapped.
Tomáš sighed, looking down at her ample bottom, then gasped. "How inappropriate, I shouldn't..." he thought to himself.
"I am sorry. Your...look had me curious. How did you...become injured?"
"None of your fucking business."
The prince was nearly taken aback at her words, and the clear malice in them.
She kept her back to him, giving him a perfect view of her toned back muscles and shapely ass, Tomáš couldn't look away.
Annoyed, she let out a sigh.
"You're still here."
"You're interesting." he quickly replied.
Not once has he ever heard a woman so mean, so aggressive. He was used to women fawning and falling all over him, well..maybe not used to it, but it was too much of a common occurrence.
And here comes this woman flipping it all upside down.
"And you're about as interesting as toxic shock syndrome, now what the hell do you want before I throw my drink in your face and throw you out a window."
"...I..i...don't even know what that means..." he stammered, face turning red in mortification.
But something about this woman's aggression. It was arousing. Tomáš found he couldn't leave. This woman wouldn't dare hurt him. Not when he knew that Bi Han or Kuai Liang could jump down from the ceiling and chop her head clean off.
Instead, he came closer, almost brushing up against her body. She let out a tiny gasp, and instinctively reached for under her skirt for her knife.
He grabbed her wrist and whispered in her ear. "I'd advise against that, Mon chéri."
"Unhand me." she said coldly.
"The Lin Kuei have this place surrounded." he whispered coldly, "I'm sure the royal family would not like to clean up a dead body tonight."
"So this is what the Lin Kuei does, coercion."
"I find that I simply can't look away from you."
She raised an eyebrow.
"Go be a pervert somewhere else." she growled, "or go find some other girl who'd be glad to open her legs for a prissy Czech loser like you."
She pulled herself from his grasp, then finally turned to face him.
He almost looked like royalty. Wearing what almost looked like an armored black and gold waistcoat, black silk pants, he could have been mistaken for a prince, if she knew what Prince Vrbada looked like to begin with.
She looked at his greyish white hair, his slender stature and laughed.
"You're a Lin Kuei? You look like a daisy, a pushover."
He was silent, taking in all her beauty behind her mask. "Not so tough now are you..." she challenged.
"...I'm sorry. I don't know what came over me. Why I suddenly came so close like that."
It sounded more Iike he was taking to himself, and she smirked, crossing her arms.
"Sounds like you've got something on your mind."
She sighed.
"Ok. I'm sorry, too. I was a little too harsh back there.."
Her apology made his ears grow warm and he looked up at her.
"I should be more behaved in public. Especially in other people's homes."
"I admit I had it coming. I should have approached you better."
"You're Lin Kuei, I assume people like you don't often talk to women."
She finished her drink and smiled at him. "Word of advice, women don't like being approached like that."
"You brought a knife to this party."
The sudden change in subject made her look at him seriously.
"I did. It stays with me always."
"The royal family would not like violence here. Tell me, are you a danger I should look out for, or is it for your self-defense?"
"Self-defense." she replied.
The two were silent for a few more seconds, then Tomáš quietly excused himself from their conversation. Hesperia hummed and watched him leave with her head tilted in confusion. "Now where is that little shit going...?" she asked herself, taking a plastic glass from the refreshments table. "Plastic...how ingenuous." The shot glasses were of plastic cups instead of glass, less of a mess, she supposed. Or less damage to the grand ballroom floors. It wouldn't do to have people dancing upon glass.
Tomáš made his way out of the ballroom and held his hand to his quick beating heart as he leaned against the wall around the corner. Bi Han immediately caught up to him and asked, "Hey Tomáš, you ladykiller! How come you're out here, you were doing so well mingling in the crowd."
"Seriously?! Bi Han, I'm in way over my head here. I'm nervous, I'm sweating, I feel like..I could just collapse and die." Tomáš said, trembling against the wall.
"Oh no, you better not die. I don't want to have to explain to your parents, and well you know, I'd be upset too." Bi Han said, wagging his finger at him.
He placed his hand on Tomáš' shoulders and said, "Alright, breathe. One, two, three...that's it." The prince breathed deeply, then closed his eyes in deep thought. "If you'll excuse me for a second, Bi Han." he said, once he felt a bit calmer.
"Down the hall and to your left." the elder Lin Kuei said, "I'll keep an eye on the ballroom, don't you worry." "Thank you, Bi Han." Tomáš said. The elder Lin Kuei simply waved and walked back into the ballroom.
He yawned and assumed his position again, keeping an eye on the revelers when once again, something bounced off his head. "What the..-again?!" he yelled, watching as a plastic shot glass fell to his feet. "If I find the bastard who keeps throwing-"
Bi Han stopped when he saw a familiar sight within the crowd. A woman's muscular back stood out amongst them, and he narrowed his eyes on the woman. "Wait a second, that's the woman from Brutal Assault! The pink tornado! She threw a beer can at me at the festival...then she must be the one who threw the cup just now."
"Either she has really bad aim, or she hates me." he added, crossing his arms.
He was about to approach her, when he saw another man in a blue suit and yellow mask approach her first. He kept watch, just in case.
"Hello beautiful."
Hesperia didn't even acknowledge the man, merely tilting her eyesight at him. She paid him no mind, instead, she turned away from him.
"I was talking to you!" the man yelled, suddenly reaching out and grabbing her long ponytail, pulling her towards him. "Don't you dare ignore me, you foreign slut!"
Hesperia screamed out in pain as the man grasped her and pulled her. "Yo! Let her go!" Bi Han yelled, running through the crowd to get to them.
Instead of Bi Han getting there, Tomáš got there first, and forcibly shoved the man away from her. "Master Jákob, what is the meaning of this?!" Tomáš snapped, standing in between them. "Stay behind me, miss." he added, holding his arm out in protection. The man named Jákob laughed and said, "What's this French bitch doing here?"
"For fuck's sake, I'm not French..." Hesperia sighed to herself.
"It doesn't matter." Tomáš snapped. "You don't put your hands on women without their consent! Not here, or anywhere!"
"I thought to give her a good time, but it seems she wasn't interested." the man was drunk, gesturing towards them, "Is this what you like? Croissant pussy..your parents would be so proud of you."
"Get out." Tomáš snapped coldly, "never step foot in this castle again."
"Did he just call me croissant pussy?" Hesperia asked out loud.
With her hair in tatters, Tomáš turned to her and asked, "Are you ok?" She looked away, allowing herself to recover from the shock. "I...I am ok, yes." then she smiled, blushing. "How heroic of you, to just swoop in here like Spideman to save me."
"Spiderman?" he asked.
"Eh...well, he was the first superhero to come to mind. I used to watch him when I was a child." she said, suddenly embarrassed.
"He is my favorite, too. My friends will tell you; I would try to climb the walls and pretend I was Spiderman."
She giggled, and it made his heart soar.
He looked at her sadly, even through his mask, she could see his expression. "Your hair." "No worries." she said, "So, who was that guy? Do you know him?" "His parents know mine. He's a jerk." he shrugged. "Ohhh...one of those son of a rich kids." she said. "More like son of a bitch. I hate his father, too." he said.
"Czech society, everyone with their head so far up their asses, all they smell is their own shit. Jákob thinks he can just touch you, harm you if you ignore him, it's all vapid and plastic and superficial in here and everyone has terrible perfume on." he growled, "Humanity suffers in the face of greed."
"I'm not French, by the way." she said, crossing her arms, "that asshole really called me croissant pussy." He chuckled, and she growled. "I'm sorry, that was kind of clever." "Oh shut up. The offer to throw my drink in your face is still valid. Keep running your mouth and your face will be in that punch bowl."
They were silent for a little bit, until Tomáš spoke again. "I like this."
They watched the crowd around them, the incident with this Master Jákob long gone in their heads. Now, all they did was dance and hope that the prince would notice them.
"You like what?" she asked.
"This. Talking with you. Remember, I said you were interesting?" he said. "Oh yeah. Now I remember." she groaned. He smirked, then held out his hand. "I meant to ask this to you earlier, but...may I have this dance?"
"I'm too busy being a wallflower. Ask someone else." she replied with a smirk.
"Alright. But don't get jealous if I twirl past you with a blonde."
"And here I thought you said all the women here were plastic."
He smiled, then held out his hand again. "You don't look like a barbie doll."
"Are you saying I'm not pretty?"
She took his hand and he pulled her towards him.
"I'm saying you're the prettiest thing in this room tonight, croissant pussy."
She groaned, laughing as she allowed him to lead her to the dance floor. "Call me that one more time and I'll throw you out the window."
"You must think of a better threat, my lady. You used that one twice already."
He spun her around, and she leaned her back on him. He groaned, feeling her ass brush against his crotch, and his hand brushed against her hip. His eyes followed his hand, and he saw the tattoo on her hip. "What's that?" he asked. "It's called a thigh. You ever touched a woman before?" she asked.
"I meant the tattoo." he said. "Oh...it's a hydra. The monster of the sea." she replied, dancing gently with him. "A hydra. Why did you choose that?" he asked. He took his hands into hers, and he moved along with her, trying his best to keep up.
"I was born by the sea in Norway. The water gives and the water takes. Demons do as demons do. You must respect the waters, unless it sinks you beneath the waves." "And there are demons in the waters?" he asked. "Perhaps. Maybe there's demons all around us." she replied.
Once again, his hand trailed down her hip, and she placed her hand on top of his, leaning her head back into his shoulder. "You're a terrible dancer." she said with a smirk.
She spun around, putting her arms around his shoulders. His arm wrapped around her waist and he said, "Then teach me." "Follow my lead." she said, placing his other arm around her waist.
Together, they moved, dancing a sensual dance against each other. He tried his best to keep up as she slithered and moved against his body, leaning into him.
"What's your name?" she asked, terribly embarrassed that she didn't ask him sooner. "She really doesn't know I'm the prince.." Tomáš said to himself, "I could use this to my advantage. I could be...not the prince tonight, but just Tomáš.."
"Call me Smoke." he replied.
"Smoke? No... I don't smoke..." she said, looking at him curiously.
"No, that's my name. Smoke." he said.
She laughed. "Your name is Smoke? Ok, whatever, keep your secrets."
The two kept their eyes on each other, like there was no one else in the room, when he spun her around, facing her back again. She moved against his body, and he leaned against her, his lips moving against her neck and shoulder. The small touch made her moan and she leaned back against him. He was growing hot and aroused from their sensual dance, and he allowed himself to leave a small kiss on her neck. She smiled and turned around, pulling him towards her.
It was so romantic, being in this Smoke's arms, like a fairytale. He was gentle with her, caring. Yet there was an innocence about him, something precious. Her hand then trailed to his cheek, laying against his skin, holding him tenderly. "You're getting better, Smoke."
He leaned into her touch, smiling and blushing. Something about holding this woman in his arms, having her against him made him feel so warm and dare he say loved.
Bi Han and Kuai Liang watched as Tomáš was pulled into the woman's embrace, he bent her to the floor, and she raised a leg up in a dramatic flair, pulling him down with her. The elder Lin Kuei had a big smile on his face, even cheering Tomáš on as he danced with the woman. Kuai Liang, on the other hand, felt a shiver of fear, and said to his brother, "Heads up, Jindřiška's coming!"
"What?" Bi Han yelled.
"What is the meaning of this?!" Queen Jindřiška suddenly yelled as she pushed her way through the crowd. "Who is this...whore all over my son?!" "Guards! Catch this woman and bring her to me, now!"
Tomáš overheard his mother's angry footsteps and her loud voice roaring through all the cheers and whistles, and yelled, "Lady, get out of here, now!"
"What?" Hesperia yelled, when Tomáš released her from his hold. "Leave here now! Guards are coming!"
Tomáš felt himself being pulled by his mother off the dance floor and Hesperia disappeared into the crowd. Instructed by Smoke, she ran off the dance floor and out of the ballroom, the castle guards hot on her trail.
"Bi Han!" Kuai Liang yelled. "I'm on it!" Bi Han yelled, dashing out the door after the guards. He removed his dress shirt and pants, revealing his Lin Kuei outfit and chased after the guards who were chasing the woman.
"Never a dull moment, huh, Sektor?" Cyrax asked. "What did we miss? I see this yellow tornado fly past us then I see the guards, then I see Bi Han flying by." Sektor asked. "Tomáš was dancing with a woman, his mother got angry and sent the guards after her." Kuai Liang said.
"Huh? Wait Tomáš finally got a girl tonight? And I missed it? Damn!" Cyrax said, "But I thought the Queen wanted Tomáš to meet a girl, why is she so angry?" Kuai Liang shrugged, "I think someone said she was French."
"Ah yeah... that'll probably do it." Sektor said. "What's wrong with French women?" Kuai Liang asked. "I think it's more so that she isn't Czech. King V doesn't want to do diplomacy with some other country, I guess." Sektor said. "Regardless, I'm going after them, to make sure Bi Han doesn't kill the woman." Kuai Liang said, running out towards Bi Han, the woman and the guards.
Hesperia found herself at a standstill, nowhere else to run except for a balcony, and if she jumped, who knew what was down there? Maybe a great abyss? Monsters? But there were now monsters, guards who had her cornered, laughing and taunting her. "We've been tasked with hunting you down, lady. Queen's orders."
"What the hell did I do wrong?" she asked herself.
The guards lunged at her, but she did the unthinkable, and dove off the balcony, Bi Han caught up to them, only to see her jump. He looked on in fright and screamed as the guards dove over the balcony, plunging to their deaths.
"Oh my god..."
Bi Han yelled, when all there was was silence. "Hello?! Miss?!"
"Yeah?" she asked, using her good arm to hold on to a piece of brick. Her grip wasn't strong enough and she was quickly losing it. "If you're a bad guard looking to turn me in, I'm going to jump, but if you're friendly, I'll come up."
Bi Han leaned over the balcony and saw her, holding on for dear life. "With one arm, too?" "The other one's broken. Or fractured. Something." "Alright, come on. Crazy lady." he said, leaning down to pull her up and back onto the balcony.
"Wow. You really are pretty." he said, when they were both standing across from each other.
She glared at him, he looked her up and down and she snapped her fingers. "Hey, eyes up here."
He walked around her and said, "You're in big trouble, missy." "What did I do?" she asked. He shrugged. "The people in this castle don't take kindly to foreigners."
"More importantly. I remember you from the Brutal Assault festival."
She looked up at him, he leaned against the balcony, looking up at the sky. "Yup. You were there, you threw a beer can at me."
"I did?" she asked. He nodded. "Strawberry Mango Truly, it was called." "I... I'm sorry. Johnny did say he thought I hit someone, but I must have been too drunk to notice." she said softly. "No harm no foul. But then you hit me with a shot cup today. And now you got me thinking you've got something against me. You can say it, is it because I'm Asian?" he said.
"I don't even know who you are." she said.
"My name is Bi Han."
He began forming an ice ball in his hand, and she looked on in awe. "Cyromancer of the Lin Kuei. Protector of Castle Vrbada and all around generally nice guy."
"And yourself?"
She shrugged.
Before she could speak again, Kuai Liang dashed into the balcony, yelling, "Bi Han! What's going...on?"
He was surprised to see only Bi Han and the woman standing under the moonlight, it looked like they were having a conversation. He was confused.
"And this cutie, is my younger brother, Kuai Liang." he said, gesturing towards the approaching man in the yellow Lin Kuei suit. "Hello." Kuai Liang said. "Hi." Hesperia said. "Um..the guards?" Kuai Liang asked. "Smarty skirts over here made them dive over the balcony to their deaths." Bi Han said.
Kuai Liang looked at her heels and asked, "How did you run in those?" "When you feel like your life is in danger, you run no matter what you're wearing." she replied. She breathed, and then asked, "Am I free to go now?" "Sure, go on ahead." Bi Han said.
"But just a warning, the exits are all blocked by guards. There's a secret passageway out, but you'll have to find it." he added, "ah..too late, she's gone."
"Bi Han, why were they after her?" Kuai Liang said. He took a seat beside his brother on a small bench under the stars. "You know about hierarchy, right?" Bi Han asked. Kuai Liang nodded. "She is a commoner from France. Tomáš is a Czech prince. Under royal law and all that nonsense, she isn't the right woman for him. And, according to the Queen, she's a whore."
Kuai Liang frowned. "That's not fair."
Bi Han shrugged. "Not our place to argue. But for what it's worth, I don't think it's fair either. Tomáš seemed to get along well with her. Also, calling her a whore isn't right. The Queen doesn't know her. She shouldn't judge."
He frowned. "She seemed nice, the woman. If I were her, I'd stay far away from Castle Vrbada and all its politics. They'll eat her alive."
Hesperia walked back into the castle, when more guards began chasing her. "Jesus Christ, where are Kabal and Kurtis, get the me the hell out of here!" she said in a panic, as she ran further down the halls. The guards were getting closer, she was running out of breath thanks to her sternum injury, plus she could only run so far in these heels.
Just when she thought she would be dead meat, a bomb was thrown at the guards, causing a plume of smoke to flow into the room. "With me!" she heard a voice yell and take her hand. She began coughing, but she followed the voice and saw another Lin Kuei dressed in black and grey facing her. "Hurry, this way."
With nothing to lose, she held her hand to her mouth and followed the assassin further into the castle, down the steps towards the basement and into a secret section of the castle.
"No one will find you here, my lady." the assassin said. He wore a large gas mask and his dark brown eyes examined the dark halls, then looked at her.
Without his eye mask in the ballroom, now he could see her more clearly. Gods, she was beautiful.
"Are you safe?" he asked.
She had trouble breathing, then she began to fall to her knees coughing. "Hey, hey, hang in there!" he yelled, pulling her up from the floor. "S-sorry. I..have a chest injury...hard to..breathe." she stammered. He took the woman into his arms and led her into a guest bedroom, where he knew she would get to recover safely.
"Rest up." he simply said, leaving the room.
"Hey, wait!" she said, going into another coughing fit.
She had a hard time breathing, and stared into the moonlight, praying to get through this. She hadn't exerted this much energy in what felt like so long since she last had a hit job, but this felt different, more desperate.
Once she felt her breathing come back into control, she examined the room, or as much as the moonlight would allow. It was small, cozy, with an unlit candle at the bedside table. The bed was right by the window, allowing a cool breeze to fly into the room, taking the silk white curtains into the wind. She sat on the bed, looking out at the pale moonlight.
There was a knock on the bedroom door, and Hesperia took her karambit in her hand once the door opened. "Hey hey, it's me, Smoke! Someone told me you were down here and I had to come check on you."
There he was, the man from the dance floor, holding a glass of water with a cucumber inside.
"Take this." he said, handling her the glass. "Thank you." she whispered, finishing the drink slowly.
"How do you feel?" he asked. "Calmer." she replied. He smiled, then looked at her. As there was no light in the room, Tomáš removed his masquerade mask, then lay it on the bedroom table.
"Is too small in here?" he asked.
"No. It's just right. Reminds me of my home. I'm from a small village in Switzerland, Appenzell." she replied.
"Didn't you say you were from Norway?"
"Yes. I was born there, but I moved to Switzerland later on."
"Geneva first..then Appenzell." she added.
"That's why everyone must think you are French."
"If I hear the word French one more time, I'll-"
He smiled, then placed a finger on her lips. "Let's talk about something else. May I...get on the bed with you?"
After a few seconds of contemplation, she moved aside to give him room beside her in the bed.
Tomáš could feel his heart pounding as he got into the bed beside her, she looked up at him, and he looked down at her, the two looking into each other's eyes.
This was something he could have tonight, something he could have of his own choosing, taking his sexual freedom into his own hands. He wanted this, more than anything he's ever wanted before.
He knew it felt right, and he brushed a stray hair away from her face.
"May I..may I kiss you?" he suddenly asked.
She gasped, blushing and holding her hand to her mouth. "You...want to kiss me?" she asked. He nodded.
"Despite what I've shown you on the dance floor, I am rather shy..." she said, her entire face turning red. "It's ok. So am I." he said. Still, he felt a little dejected, it looked like she was going to say no. His hand rested tenderly on her cheek, and she looked up at him, blushing. "I..haven't been kissed in so long. I always told myself, things like that were not meant for me."
"Why not? Everyone deserves some kind of affection, yes?" he asked.
Instead of an answer, she lay her hand on his, leaning into his palm. "Don't worry about it, let your hair down." he said. "My hair is already ruined." she said with a smile. She shivered when a cool breeze flew into the room and immediately, he placed the blankets over her. "If it's too cold, I can close the window."
"No, it's ok. It feels nice." she said.
The two then looked at each other again, and she said to herself, "Come on, Hesperia get on with it. This guy is totally cool, really nice, and very sweet. He paid attention to only you tonight, and.."
Tomáš also fought an inward battle. He wanted to show this woman affection, he wanted to be near her, allow himself to be intimate for the first time on his own terms. He felt an attraction immediately and he wanted to show her just that. And yet, he was in a standstill with himself, fighting over being afraid of intimacy, and wanting it.
She again blushed as she looked up at him, trying to gather the courage to kiss him. Unfortunately, Tomáš was not fairing that much better. Instead, he moved closer to her, and pulled her into his arms. "We can just lay here if you'd like." he said, putting an arm around her waist. She lay her head on his chest, feeling his rapid heartbeat and said to herself, "He's as afraid as I am."
"I am sorry." she said. He ran his hand down her hair and looked into her eyes. Well, whatever he could see through her mask. She took it off, and lay it on the bedside table beside his, and sighed, "Fuck this. I'm tired of being a coward. I want this, probably as much as you do, and-"
He cut her off by leaning down and kissing her softly.
"H-Hey!" she yelled before his lips closed over hers, quickly, awkwardly. "Asshole. That was my kiss." she said to herself, yet smiling as she felt his lips move over hers. It was sloppy, full of saliva and inexperienced. When they parted, she looked up at him, or as much as she could see within the confines of the dark room and the moonlight shining over him.
"Wow..I never..did..anything like that before...I-"
He saw the look on her face, it looked like one of disapproval, and he sheepishly smiled. "That was awful, wasn't it?"
She gave him a tender smile, then booped his nose. "It wasn't what I could call a memorable first kiss, but I take it Lin Kuei don't get to kiss women often." "You have no idea." he said, looking away, scratching the back of his head. "Alright. Let me try now." she said.
She placed a hand on his cheek, stroking him gently, allowing him to bring his face close to hers. Their noses touched, then her lips brushed against his slowly. When they touched, it was like a fire was lit inside Tomáš. It was warm, sensuous. Her lips moved over his with tender love and affection, and he couldn't help but attempt to follow her lead.
"Slowly." she instructed, when they parted. She leaned back into him and kissed him once more, putting more force into the kiss. He followed her lead, kissing her as slowly as she kissed him, his lips moving in tandem with hers.
When they parted, both were wearing blushes, and she said, "Much better?" "Much better." he said, breathing heavily. He began to feel aroused, and he hoped she didn't feel it, when she leaned in for another kiss. He answered with a kiss of his own, and she suddenly pulled him on top of her.
Their kisses became more intense by the second, he pressed himself against her, and she moaned into his mouth, when her tongue brushed against his lips. He opened his lips and allowed her tongue to press in, and he almost exploded in his pants. "God damn..." he moaned, when she grasped his hair, pulling him down for another kiss.
She giggled against his lips, he followed her lead with his tongue, and slipped his inside her mouth. Sloppy and inexperienced again, she moved her tongue with his, opening her legs further, allowing him to rest in between. She moaned as he ground himself against her, and he moaned too, his lips parting from hers, moving to her chin, and then the underside.
He then trailed kisses down her jawline, and to her neck, as he nudged her with his nose, then gave that a little lick.
"Too much?" he asked. "No..keep going..." she moaned, leaning back, giving him access to her neck. "Ok..." he breathed against her neck. It was hot, and she trembled against him, "stop me if I go too far..or if you ever want to stop."
She nodded, and stroked his hair as he kissed up and down her neck, pressing himself against her.
Consent, that was of course important, he wanted to please the woman beneath him, but he also wanted to give the consent he was never allowed to have. For once, for the first time in his life, he could experience intimacy on his own terms. And it felt amazing.
Tomáš returned from her neck, reaching back up to kiss her lips, when she began to rise from the bed.
"Too much?" he asked, when they parted.
"No, I want to get out of this dress." she said, leaning against the wall beside the bed. He approached her, and she pulled him back to her, her lips pressed against his. "But I also want to keep kissing you." "I like kissing you, too." he said, when their lips touched. Passionately, the two kissed as he held her up against the wall, and then he went back to kissing her neck. She leaned back against the wall, moaning as his kisses trailed lower, towards her breasts. As he kissed her, her hands moved down his arms, grasping the sleeves of his waistcoat.
His hands went to the straps of her dress, and he kissed her shoulders, pulling the straps down. "I should be careful of your injury.." he said, looking at her arm cast. He still never got the answer about her injury, but that didn't matter, as she moaned under him, while his lips trailed kisses to the peaks of her breasts.
He then leaned back and turned her over, to where she was facing the wall, and she leaned her neck back towards him, when he moved her ponytail to the side, allowing him access to the back of her neck. He kissed the side of her neck, her shoulders, then trailed down her spine, when he reached for the zipper of her dress.
"If you don't get this dress off me now, I will burn it to the fucking floor." she said. He snorted, then slowly began to pull down the zipper, removing the dress from her body. He watched as her body was revealed to him, her shapely ass, her toned thighs, as the dress pooled around her feet. "Thank god..." she said, when the fabric was removed from her breasts. "God?" he asked with a smirk. "That corset was too tight around my tits." she said, looking down at her large, and now bare breasts.
"Gorgeous..." he muttered, laying his face on her ass. She giggled and said, "What are you doing back there?" "Admiring you." he said. "Ahh...I see, you're an ass guy, aren't you?" she said, blushing. He blushed said, "Yes...am I that obvious?"
"No wonder you wanted me pressed against you like that when we danced, and you kept staring at my ass...and now you're lying on it." He pressed a kiss to her hip and took the strap to her thong between his teeth. His hands grasped and kneaded at her ass, and she moaned, leaning against the wall. Then he rose up from the floor, grabbing Hesperia and placing her back on the bed.
He moved back on top of her, between her legs, then kissed her again, as his hands moved up her hips to grasp at her breasts.
They were large, she wore a DD cup, and he began kneading them in his hands, as he kissed her. When they parted, she pushed his head down, towards her breasts, and he felt a loss of what to do next.
"I..." he muttered, inwardly slapping himself for freezing up. "Are you ok? Is this too much? We can stop here if you'd like." she said, placing her hand on his cheek. "No, I'm fine. Are you okay?" he asked. "I'm just fine." she said. She looked down at herself, she was growing wet and aroused from all his attention, and she could see his erection through his pants. Clearly, they were both interested, but now reached a fork in the road.
"Come here." she said, bringing his face to hers. She kissed him, then her hand trailed to his crotch, and to the erection jutting through his pants. He gasped at the feel of her hand, and nearly jumped out of her arms. "Hey, Smoke, are you ok?" she asked. "Huh? Oh..." he said to himself, almost forgetting that he did not give her his real name, instead told her to call him something else.
"Yes, I'm fine." he said, "just...no one ever touched me like that...nicely, I mean."
She looked at him and immediately released him.
"Nicely...say no more, Smoke. We don't have to go any further."
He groaned, dejected. He watched as Hesperia left the bed and went back to her dress, bending over to begin putting it back on. "I understand. I, too..was in a similar situation. It took me years to even try to become intimate with someone. And when I finally did, I was terrified. All I could think about was the abuse I went through. The rape and the torture."
It was like she had taken all the words out of his mouth. Anger ran through him suddenly. "Who hurt you?" he asked. "The Black Dragons. I was a child sex slave taken by them." she replied, holding her dress to her body.
Tomáš froze.
The Black Dragons? Were he and this woman cut from the same cloth? Shared the same fate? The same abuse by the same group of-
"Jesus Christ..." he muttered. "I...I... too suffered in their capture."
She gasped and looked at him. "You, too? Then you..must know of a man named Kano."
"He was my captor. He had this deep scar on his face, and against his throat."
"I did that to him." she said, growling, narrowing her eyes. "He never touched me in that way, but he pimped me out to the highest bidder. When I refused to sleep with clients, he hit me."
"His associates molested me." Tomáš said, looking down at the floor. "I never told anyone, not my parents, not my friends, I suffered in silence."
"I'm sorry." she said, turning back to him. She kneeled by his side as he sat on the bed, tears in his eyes. "I was only eight years old when I was kidnapped. I'm a..child of high society, so I was worth a lot of money. Money that rich pedophiles were willing to pay to bed a child of my stature."
She lay her hand on his knee, and he placed his hand on top of hers. Looking into her eyes, he said, "I remember it all. Their wandering hands, the slaps when I tried to say no, when I cried out for my parents to save me."
"That's why I freeze up like this. I really tried, to be intimate with you...I... like you. I thought we could go well together."
She looked into his eyes tenderly and tried to smile. "And I wanted to be intimate with you. I think you're a nice guy. Very attractive, caring..."
"But I understand. Abuse shocks us to our cores. We never forget, no matter how much time passes."
"Then..." he said, taking her hand into his. "Let it be your touch I remember. Please, for a night, can I forget about the Black Dragon, and only think of you?"
"Smoke, I..." she muttered. "I don't want to mess this up."
"I trust you..." he said. "You shouldn't." she said. The two looked at each other, and he pulled her up from the floor, onto his lap. He leaned in for a kiss and she leaned into his lips, kissing him. When they parted, she blushed, looking at him with heavy lidded eyes, her hands trailing down the front of his waistcoat. He watched as she unbuttoned the waistcoat with trembling hands, then he took her hands into his, kissing them. "Let me do the rest.." he said, when the coat was removed, he unbuttoned his black dress shirt underneath. She watched as his chest was revealed, his strong pectorals, toned abs, and she ran her hand down his chest hair, moaning.
"How quickly you pull me back in... ok then, I will do my best."
She then got up from his lap and moved down to her knees in front of him. He immediately understood what she wanted to do and began to unbutton and unzip his pants. "Ever had a woman go down on you like this?" she asked. "No, I just had a prostitute touch me at a whorehouse once." he replied, when she pulled his pants down past his knees. "Hmph." she growled. He smirked.
He kicked off his pants, then raised his hips to remove his briefs, opening his legs to show off his impressive erection. "Hmm...I like what I see." she said, taking him into her hand. He let out a squeak, and she giggled, wrapping her hand around his cock, stroking him.
"Oh yeah...that's nice..." he moaned, watching her hand move up and down. Already, he was growing wet, precum sprouting from his slit, letting her stroke him faster. Her hand then moved lower to cup his balls, and he moaned out loud, thrusting into her hand.
She looked into his eyes, then leaned forward, dragging her tongue across his slit. He let out a deep moan as she kissed his tip and ran her tongue down his thick base. "Gods...yes..." he moaned, dragging her head down when she closed her mouth over his tip and began to suck him.
He opened his legs further, allowing her to move closer, and she went further down, trying to take in his whole cock. Once her nose touched his pubic section, he moaned, thrusting his hips, grasping and playing with her hair. He moaned, leaning back against the bed, thrusting in her mouth, when she held his hips down and sucked harder.
Her lips then moved off and she licked his slit, running her tongue down underside of his cock. "You're delicious..." she moaned, going lower to give his balls attention. "Oh my god..." he moaned as she sucked on them, licking them too, then moving back to his cock.
Looking into her eyes, he grasped behind her head, holding her position with his entire cock in her mouth, when he began moaning louder, fucking her mouth again. "I..I'm close, I'm gonna cum.." he moaned, trying to pull her off him. He didn't know if it was right to come in her mouth, he was afraid she wouldn't like it and become angry with him. Instead, she sucked harder, and looked into his eyes, as if asking him to come to completion.
He moaned; she held his hips down as he came in her mouth. She squealed at the amount that came out, and she pulled back, spitting into a tissue that she took from the box on the bedside table. "Oh my god..." he moaned, leaning back on the bed, his cock sensitive and warm from coming. "That was...incredible..."
She smirked, then kissed the tip of his now flaccid cock as she took her out of her mouth. "Are you satisfied?" she asked. "Yeah...oh yeah." he replied.
He helped her rise from the floor, and sat her on his lap, kissing her. He tasted himself on her lips, but it didn't matter when her breasts dragged across his chest as she kissed him passionately. He felt himself growing aroused again, and she leaned back, dragging his face to her breasts. He nuzzled her breasts and began to kiss down them until he reached her nipples.
"This ok?" he asked. She nodded and leaned back as he closed his mouth over her right nipple, sucking on it as she stroked his hair.
He switched between each nipple, giving both equal love before gently placing Hesperia on the bed. She looked up at him and touched his cheek, stroking gently as he leaned down to kiss her lips. As they kissed, he grasped the sides of her thong, pulling them down. She kicked out of them, and he leaned back, looking upon her naked form.
What a vision of beauty, her nude form illuminated by the moonlight, he had never seen anything so beautiful.
He smirked, poking at her center, and she squealed. "Funny...you don't look like a croissant pussy." "Oh shut up!" she yelled, throwing her hair back in laughter. He laughed too, then kissed her, taking her into his arms.
She spread her legs, rubbing herself against his cock, and they moaned into their kiss. She was wet and aroused, trembling as his tip brushed against her sensitive opening, when he began to remember Bi Han's words of sex positions.
"Gods, I'm really about to have sex..for the first time..I..don't know if i'm ready, but I want it so bad." he said to himself.
"Hey, Smoke. Are you ok?" she asked, bringing his attention back to reality. He looked down at her, his eyes trailed down her toned and svelte body, and he nodded, "Yes. Just fine."
They kissed, and suddenly, he flipped her over, laying her on top of him. "Oh..you want to try it this way?" she said with a smirk. He smiled, his eyes moving to her wet and dripping center, and reached out to touch her. She opened her legs, two fingers stroked her, and she moaned, reaching behind her to grasp his cock, stroking him. She then smiled, hovering herself over his erection, moaning as she began to sink down on him.
"Oh..shit..." he moaned, his body already an inferno as he felt her warm insides snug around his cock. "Wow..." she moaned, her hips landing on his as he was fully sheathed inside her. Her body trembled as she felt his hard cock inside her, and she placed her hands on his chest, stroking his chest hair, as she tried to get used to his thick length.
"Are you ok?" he asked, stroking her cheek. "Yes...Smoke...gods, you feel incredible..." she whispered, "you're so big..." He blushed, his body growing hot at her praise. The two were frozen in place at first, until Tomáš smirked and slapped her ass, causing her to laugh. "There he goes playing with my ass again." He laughed too, and then she lifted herself up slowly, and thrust back down on him. He moaned as she did the same again, and she gave him a wild grin, "Let's rock, baby." she then grasped his pectorals, leaned back and began to ride him fervently.
The room was filled with the wet sounds of skin slapping against skin, and their moans as she took him deep inside her, riding him hard and fast. Tomáš held on her ass, squeezing as he looked into her eyes, watching her bounce on his cock. Never had he seen anything so arousing, so incredible. He matched his thrusts upwards with her downward strokes, and she moaned, pulling his face towards her for a kiss.
They kissed, tongues wagging to their rhythm of their thrusts, as she slowed down her thrusts, giving him leeway to fuck hard and fast into her. He grabbed her ass and held her still as he thrust upwards, looking deeply into her eyes, her moans and cries in his ear. He then pulled out until just his tip was inside her and flipped her over to her back, lifting her hips, placing her legs over his shoulders, folding her beneath him.
She cried out in pleasure from their new position as he began to fuck her again in earnest. Sweat poured down his body as she felt the full force of his powerful thrusts, crying out his name, one hand grasping the back of his neck, the other grasping the bedsheets.
He knew he was not going to last much longer; he looked down at where they were entwined and reached between their bodies to stroke her clit in time with his thrusts. She squealed, moaning at the extra sensitivity, and came on his cock, crying out his name. The way she squeezed his cock during her orgasm nearly drove him headfirst into his, and he thrust deep and hard into her through it, moaning in her mouth as he pulled her in for a kiss. He was speaking, moaning incoherently against her lips, something like "close...gonna...come..." and she kissed him again, whimpering into his mouth.
"Fuck...!" he moaned, giving her a few more thrusts before quickly pulling out, hovering over her, jerking off until he came on her chest. He watched as ribbons of come splattered on her stomach and breasts and moaned, catching his breath before leaning down to lay against her. "Mmm...Smoke..." she moaned, wrapping her arms and legs around him, nuzzling him.
The two were drenched, covered in sweat and come, holding each other, she held him against her neck as she felt the aftershocks of her orgasm, catching her breath.
Tomáš fought to catch his breath as he leaned against her, and she stroked his wet hair, kissing his forehead. "Thank you.." she whispered. "Thank...you.." he replied, kissing her neck. "For believing in me, showing me that sex can be..so amazing."
She smiled, watching as he left her embrace, rising up from the bed. She then looked on in confusion, as he left the room, closing the door behind him. "Where is he going...?" She felt tingles between her legs, a wet puddle on she sheets beneath her, and come on her stomach. "I'm gross..." she giggled, "mm...", there was a heaviness between her legs, and she smiled looking at the moonlight in her post-coital haze. She smiled as her hand trailed through the wetness between her legs, thinking of his thick cock.
"Hey..." he whispered, gathering her attention. She squealed, having been caught touching herself, and he chuckled, bringing her chin towards him.
He returned to her with a warm cloth and began to clean her body. "Ohh..that's nice." she moaned, watching as he cleaned her between her legs, then cleaned the come off her stomach and breasts. She stroked his cheek and kissed him.
"Thank you..."
"You're welcome."
His voice was scratchy from all his moaning, as was hers, and it sent another shot of arousal down her body. He lay back in the bed beside her, curling up behind her, moving her hair aside to kiss the side of her neck.
His kisses became slower, and she knew that he would soon fall asleep. She turned back to him, and he smiled at her, laying back on the pillow. "Get some rest, you earned it." she said, kissing his cheek. He chuckled and took her palm to his lips, kissing it gently. He then began to close his eyes, drifting into sleep.
"Hmm...goodnight." she said, kissing his lips. She waited until he was fully asleep before quietly exiting the bed and began to gather her clothes. By now, her hair was out of its ponytail and cascaded down her back. She put her panties and dress back on, along with her heels and her bracelets, when she walked to the window.
Taking one more look back at the sleeping man in the bed, she blew him a kiss and jumped out, flying into the night.
Little did she know, she left a single rose petal and a tour laminate on the floor.