Completed [The Herald's Arms] It's Just Business (Matthew)

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The Herald's Arms, 20th of Bell, 40th of Summer 513 A.V

It's another beautiful... passionate night in the fine establishment known as The Herald's Arms. Beautiful men and women ready to serve the whim of interested customers, whether they were just here for dinner or... something more. It's one of these nights where a curious person entered the Arms. This person were rather short in stature and wore a white cloak that covered the body, complete with a hood that covered most of the person's face.

This hooded person then seemed to examine the establishment before making way to the bar at the far wall to the left of the entrance.

"Yes, how can I help you?" The bartender slightly raised his eyebrow at this strange customer's manner of clothing, why would anyone wear such thick clothing in this hot summer days? The confining stone walls and ceilings of the fortress city certainly helped with maintaining the temperature to tolerable level though. But nonetheless, a customer is a customer.

"........." The hooded figure then raised a hand, a small pale-toned hand, and pointed to a certain man. "Him..." The voice was distinctly female... and young, too young to be in a place like this.

"Him?" The bartender looked at where the figure was pointing and his eyes met with Matthew, one of the employees and... service provider. "What do you mean 'Him'?" The bartender didn't want to think that this girl mean something... passionate, something that was meant for adults.

"I want him..."

"Him..."

"And you will give him to me..."

The bartender heard echoing voices in his head and strangely felt compelled to do as the girl's ask. He gestured for Matthew to signal him that he got a new customer. The bartender then gave a room key to the hooded girl, which she took with the same pale hand. "Just go upstairs and... enjoy your stay..." He seemed to conveniently forget to ask for payment from the girl.

"Ehehe..." A small giggle escaped her lips and she slowly trotted to Matthew, still hiding her face in behind her hood. Matthew was a good one and a half head taller than her, with her face only barely reaching his middle chest.

She took his hand and pulled him to come with her "Let's go..." Her voice suddenly turned mature, like a woman, when it was heard by Matthew. Matthew could also heard some small, echoing voices, in his head, the voice was much like his own thoughts. A suggestion...

"She is my customer..."

"I must accept her..."

[Matthew]

The gesture caught the corner of his eye, and he rose, slim and sculpted body unfolding from the couch he had been lounging on. He took in his newest customer, dressed warmly for such a season, and offered her the smallest of alluring smiles from across the room. He walked slowly to her, his pace slow, graceful, and seductive; back straight and shoulders held back in a walk that utterly leaked confidence. If she had seen him before, she would notice the obvious change. While he had once looked relaxed and thoughtful, blank and studious, he now seeped with the professionalism of a natural harlot. It was something he had practiced, and something that he was slowly getting extremely good at. He could turn his wiles on at the flip of a switch, and even adjust them a little to the desires of each individual customer. This was a job for him, a profession, and he took it seriously. Already his mind was sparking with logic and ideas, planning out the night for this particular girl. Each new customer was a puzzle, and it was his task to figure them out. To make them remember every inch of him and the experience he gave them. Her suggested words were so very much his own thoughts, blending in perfectly, not even detected a single bit. If anything, he nodded a little, as if responding to actual spoken word. If she was using magic though, if it was something so very similar to his own art... she might very well realize the sudden feeling in the air as she took his hand and stepped into his Aura. He instinctively touched teasing fingers of Hypnotism to her, extremely subtle and not at all forceful. Instead of forcing her to think any sort of thought, he merely let a sense tease the air. A feeling, one might say. Breathing out erotic thoughts, a slight sensation of sensual tension would cloud the air, as if they were two lovers who had felt an arousing spark at first look. It would be up to her if she indulged in it or not. Long fingers lightly squeezed hers, and he quickened his pace to match her eager steps. She was all business, and beneath his professional exterior, he could appreciate that. He spoke out, voice soft and playful, words slightly husky. "I am Matthew. Might I ask your name? Your desire?" His body lightly flexed, showing off the definition. He was dressed in a too-big button-up shirt, a light brown, playing off his bronzed skin. It was opened down the middle, showing off skin, while black trousers hung off of V hips that were tattooed in the belt of Yahal. Every little bit of his exterior was meticulately designed to be the very best he could be, at least when it came to the Herald. To him, they were all basics, containing something for every woman. Or so he hoped. He didn't often deal with mysteriously-cloaked ones, but the thoughts she had blessed him with and his own dedication kept him from really thinking about it.

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As the pair walked up to the stairs and into their designated room, the girl's lips curled into a small smile, almost impossible to discover behind her hood. Matthew's attempt at Hypnotism, while subtle, did not go unnoticed by her. She was not wrong... this man was something. The girl silently wondered on how far this man could play the game, he didn't judge her based on her apparent age and he professionally accepted the task that was given to him. He was good... but is he good enough?

"I know... your name" She only said that one ambiguous sentence until they arrived at the door of their room. Her voice sounded a bit... odd yet mesmerizing, with the tone eerily shifting from mature to child-like with every word. She unlocked the door and gestured for him to open it, once Matthew had done so, she pulled him inside the room and locked it behind them.

Once they were cut off from the outside world in their quaint little heaven, the girl slowly pulled her hood to reveal a... beautiful young girl, seemingly in her early-middle teen with pale-yellowish skin, obsidian black hair and golden eyes, her pupils were in the shape of slits; showing her nature as a Dhani, if Matthew had any knowledge of the serpentine race, then he would know that she's most likely a Viper sub-race based on her small stature. If he knew further, then he could deduct that a Dhani in human form meant that this 'girl' was over a hundred years old, but did he know?

"My name..." She gestured to her chest "...is Karin". Whether she's lying or not, her tone was so calm that only the truly perceptive could find out. "Desire...?" Karin slowly approached Matthew and trailed her right index finger across his chest "How about... 'surprise'?"

[Matthew]

He didn't find it odd that she knew his name. He had specifically made sure to spread his name among select circles, trying to avoid getting well-known among the nobles and higher-ups. He was actually secretly delighted, for if his name was known and he was specifically selected, he must be doing something right. The pleasure betrayed him, a small and alluring smile twitching up the corners of his lush lips even further than they already were. He felt lighter in his graceful step, even more confident than he was already trying to display, and just simply better. He was slow to open the door for her, taking his sweet time, drawing out any anticipations that were lingering in the air. Even if she had noticed his attempt at magically aiding the mood, he himself did not notice this, and continued to tease the air with soft touches of allure. Though not felt, he used his magic almost intimately, his Aura brushing and teasing against her skin. As she revealed herself, his brow just barely furrowed, but then quickly corrected itself. He had no clue what she was. She was obviously not human, with the shade of her skin and the look of her eyes, but what was she? He had heard of the Dhani, but had never actually met or seen one, and was left struggling for how to work his new customer. This is why he went to the Odds and Ends, to find books on the more unique of races. So he could be prepared for situations like this. Now he had a customer right in front of him, and he had no idea how to handle her. Surprise. As if her presence wasn't enough, now she actually wanted him to surprise her. He studied her young face, eyes never pausing in their sparkling allure, his mind working in a blur behind his seductive facade. He moved pieces around, shuffling the puzzle in all sorts of different directions as he tried to click something together. He noticed a potential solution, and he tested, deciding to surprise her with a show of various things he could really surprise her with. His chest flexed lightly against her stroking finger, the lines of his definition perfectly slipping underneath her nail, and then he shifted. Just had an actor had different types of disguises, a seductor had different ways to seduce. He watched her reactions, never allowing his eyes to stray from hers, trying to use this as a way to judge her tastes. First he was strong. His body tensed and flexed, the muscle once again quite obvious, so much so that attention would usually be drawn to his pure power. While he wasn't the bulging sort, he did have enough definition to manhandle her if absolutely needed. His long fingers flexed and clenched at his sides, and his eyes darkened, whispers of dominant things echoing in them. He loomed over her, and the Hypnotic feeling in the air shifted to match his posture. It also teased, not putting words to the powerful and violent things he could possibly do to her... but letting the idea of themselves linger in the air. It only lasted a few seconds, he took a breath, and then he shifted again. His stance relaxed, his eyes tamed down, and the feeling in the air smoothed out to something a bit more tame. He didn't flex to show off his strength, nor did he make it a point to lean a little closer in order to show off his height. Now he stood firmly, elegantly, his eyes filled with confidence. He knew he could give her what she wanted. He knew he could give her every little thing that she wanted. While he had been strong and forceful before, he was now calm and confident, obviously believing in the fact that he would be able to handle her perfectly. His last show was submissive, eyes needy but wanting, body shrinking back just slightly but tensing up every time she moved. He obviously wanted her, was hers for the taking, and could be played with however she chose. He wasn't an actor, but he was a harlot. He showed her three different harlots in the space of mere seconds, all little subtle changes of his Hypnosis aura and natural looks. Small modifications to his eyes, the curl of his lips, the look of his eyes. He spoke softly, word whispered alluringly. "Surprise."

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The small Dhani just kept silent as Matthew showed off his abilities at playing various roles, seemingly to offer her with choices without even uttering a single a word. Karin also answered not without words, but with expression. She had a small smile on her lips at the first two display, but it turned into a light disinterested one at the final submissive one. It showed him that the female Dhani didn't like submissive males, she had met too much already; being a member of a matriarchal race.

"I..." She made a circling motion with her finger on his developed chest and looked up to his vibrant blue eyes with her shining golden slits "...want the first..." Her words were slow and had a blend of a seductress' voice combined with a little girl's giggle. Karin then slowly removed her cloak and let it dropped to the floor, showing her waist-length black hair. She wore a pretty dark orange dress and shoes akin to a dancer, this showed she could possibly be a member of travelling performers.

A curious mark in the shape of an elaborate inverted triangle could also be seen on the skin between her collarbones, it was also slightly glowing blue. "Ehehehe..." She giggled and walked pass Matthew, heading to the room's bed. As she did so, her lithe right arm brushed against Matthew's left and Matthew could hear two echoing voices resounded in his head, one sultrily mature and one playfully childish.

"Show me what you can do..."

"Play with me..."

It was not hypnotism, it was the work of some other power...

[Matthew]

Her face told him what he had wanted to know, but her words confirmed it. The first it was. While on the outside he was the picture of a elegant harlot, dripping with seduction and desire, on the inside his head blurred in a variety of different thoughts and patterns. She was still a puzzle, and only one of the pieces had barely clicked into place. He thought and planned even more, intelligent mind handling such an intimate thing like no other man would. For him, desire and want were merely part of what his profession required. For him, it was more of a smart brainteaser that required all of his trained skills and creative thinking. It was so much deeper than most people believed, if they actually worked hard enough to think about it for a bit. The puzzle was ever-changing with each new customer, and what could be better than an endless flow of information for his mind to puzzle out? Case in point, her hand brushed his own, and his eyes widened. Two voices in his head. He did not like that. His body stiffened for the briefest of moments, but once again, his professionalism won over. How far was the Harlot willing to go in order to please someone in this room? Horribly far. Even with the uneasy sight of the glowing mark on her skin, even with the foreign shade of her body and the strange stare of her eyes... he swallowed down his discomfort, easing back into the person he had molded himself to be for this sort of thing. Her body did not get to the bed, his arms sweeping her up if she would allow, manhandling her light (in appearance) figure. Even through force, he handled her carefully, each of his movements painstakingly planned before hand, but flowing naturally. A logical whore, eh? Instead, her body was practically thrown to the wall, chest and hips pinned against it, his own sculpted figure pressing close to pin her tightly. One hand held the curve of her hip, fingertips digging in with a subtle sign of possessiveness. His other free hand snaked into her long black hair, and then gently twisted, wrapping it around his fisted fingers. He tugged her hair, arching her head back to his shoulder, blue eyes sparking at her as he made eye contact. Hot lips crashed down, and again, he teased her with another playful whisper. "Surprise." Regardless of what he might find in that mouth, he would try to kiss her, wet tongue pushing forward in a deep and instantly passionate kiss. The way he would kiss would be hungering, almost primal in it's basic need of her.

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"Ehe...ehehe~" Instead of letting out a gasp, Karin giggled mischievously instead as if knowing exactly what Matthew would do next. She made mock resisting movements to further elevate the mood and 'play'. A perpetual tiny smile on the corner of her lips never relenting, the Dhani let Matthew's towering (compared to her) body and limbs pin her to the wall and pulled her hair.

As Matthew leaned in to kiss her, Karin gladly obliged and let his tongue entered her own mouth but... as Matthew did so, a voice suddenly resounded in Matthew's head again, it was Karin's dual-natured voice.

"I. Have. A. Surprise. As. Well."

Then all of the sudden Matthew could see the inverted triangle on Karin's skin glowed brighter and tastes of various fruits invaded his tongue. Oranges, apples, papaya, and various others. Karin reached up and cupped both of her hands on Matthew's cheeks, strengthening the kiss and with it, the mysterious tastes.

After a chime, Karin pulled away and stared at him, eager to see his reaction. "Ehehe... like it?"

[Matthew]

Everything was going as planned until she did something that he had never ever prepared for or even heard of. He would almost be bitter, if he wasn't completely and utterly shocked. His tongue lashed, and he tasted a orange. Her tongue curled around his, and the juice of an apple burst out over his lips. He had to squeeze his eyes closed to stop them from bursting open in shock, his body pressing forward even tighter and his tongue burying deeper. It wasn't out of arousal, but out of pure and utter hunger. She tasted like a buffet of fresh fruit, something he hadn't had as a child. His mind was a shocked haze, his lips desperately pulling at her own. He indulged for as long as he could before she pulled away, eyes eager, his own eyes glazed over as he stared back. She questioned him, and responded near instantly, blue eyes widened in a show of shock. "Of course I did. How did you do that? Does your race have a flavored tongue?" It was a silly question, but Matthew was incredibly serious. "Was it magic? What kind of magic?" His tongue flicked around over his swollen lips, searching for the tastes again, but unable to find them. While little bits and pieces of his harlot charade were still there, the dominant feeling in the air had lightened just a tad. If she had been looking to surprise the unflappable Matthew, she had done an excellent job. His brow furrowed as he realized what he was doing, and his words quickly spilled out. "I apologize for the sudden interrogation. If this doesn't please you, I can certainly arrange for there to be a refund. I only accept providing the highest level of pleasure." He meant what he said, and he mentally scolded himself. She had gotten the better of him, causing him to ask for something he wanted. He never allowed himself to do that. He had acted horribly unprofessionally. He had sworn to be a professional to the end. Still. Blue eyes sparked, and he couldn't help but lean forward, hands still holding her body, muscles still pressed closed to her own. "Can I taste again?" He was like a small child all of a sudden, shocked and awed by the unknown, slightly delighted to find something that could make him even better. But first, he couldn't help but crave another taste. Perhaps a plum this time?

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"........." Karin's brow frowned ever so slightly and the small smile slightly curled into a frown, she was a bit disappointed that Matthew acted with awe and surprise; it broke the mood and 'dominant-submissive' play they were playing. She didn't answer his train of questions vocally, only slowly shaking her head when he asked whether it was magic or not. Though she enjoyed people watching in bewilderment and asking questions about the illusions she performed, it was not the right moment to be talking about that... at this moment, she wanted to play... maybe rewarding his curiosity later.

When Matthew quickly tried to redeem himself, Karin blinked her golden eyes twice in curiosity. Her lips then curled into her familiar mysterious smile, tilted her head upwards and leaned in close to his right ear. "Pay?... What pay?" Whether Matthew knew that she actually didn't pay and got him for free through her hypnotism, it didn't really matter. Her eyes narrowed and the golden hue seemed to glow, sudden thoughts then lashed out to Matthew's mind, a technique more advanced than Matthew's current power. The voice was much like Matthew's own.

"If I want to taste again, I should ravage her... I should give everything I got, I shall be the tyrant and ruler of this kingdom"

Karin smiled, knowing her powers would work, she gave a playful mock resisting motions to get out of his hold; reinforcing her desire. A dominant male was rather... non-existent in Dhani society and she was aching for something new.

[Matthew]

She was either very good with her magic, or very lucky with the timing. Matthew still hadn't noticed, practically thinking the thoughts themselves before she even put them into the air. He knew he had messed up the moment, and he also knew he was going to repay her lost pleasure tenfold. He struck, and he struck out even more violent than before. His eyes had been dark, now they were savage. His posture had been tense, now it was threatening. He was no Actor, but he was a Seductor. If it was in the realm of the erotic, he had a pattern and variations down pat. Hands lifted her, sculpted body proving its worth. He rippled with trained power, easily picking her off of her feet if she so allowed, her back dragging up the stone wall roughly. His arm slipped underneath her curvy rear to provide support, and he rolled his hips forward in a sudden and commanding thrust. Defined V lines loudly slapped to her thighs, and she was bucked back either further against the wall. His free hand danced up her body, relying on the idea that she looked like a human to press at certain areas. He moved with the skill of a medical student, seeking out and applying pressure to points that would hopefully weaken. Not enough to actually cause any alarm, just enough to barely assert his dominance even that much more. Heat. His magic lashed out, the suggestion dancing in the air, associating itself with all sorts of image that discreetly offered themselves to her. Nothing clear, just thoughts she could let her imagination construct upon. The friction of hips frantically bucking together, the beads of sweat dripping down worn frames, the wet warmth of a hungering kiss. Touch. Again his magic twisted, instinctive and almost uncontrolled, merely channeling his desires into suggestions and letting them run rampant in his hypnotic aura. It was no longer elegant, for he was no longer something of elegance. He was a man reverting back to a very primal state, where savage and hungry thoughts ruled his mind. As his fingers danced up her body, attacking both points to weaken and points to pleasure, she would find his nails dragging in sudden scratches. His arm under her rump shifted, a hand finding it instead, fingertips digging in hard enough to cause possible bruises. He was assaulting her body with a surgical strike, weakening his kingdom so that he could conquer it. He had learned a little about medicine and a lot about anatomy for this. For all this his fingers could do. Hunger. Again his hips bucked, his arousal only lightly felt, the man well trained enough to not let his excitement overtaken him before his beloved customer showed hers. His lean waist still rocked, bucking again and again in pointed strikes, the stone wall barely shuddering as she was pushed repeatedly to it. His mouth found her neck, refusing to go for her delicious mouth just yet, though his hunger was clearly felt in the air. Not just for her mouth though. For her flesh, her legs, her thighs, her breasts, her heat, her everything. He hungered, and his teeth dragged along the slope of her neck in sharp little nibbles. He left a trail up the side, blue eyes finding her own briefly, the look of a normal man almost completely gone. He was a beast, and for a second, his eyes struggled to tell her something that he had a feeling she would enjoy. A beast to take you unlike any of the men you have taken before. His lips crashed down on hers, tongue lashing forward, a blur of skill teeth and lips assaulting her mouth with painstakingly focused passion and aggression. She was seeing him at the peak of his Seductive and Hypnotic skill, a mixture of pure primal aggression and perfectly calculated actions. Even though the pleasure she was somehow causing him, he fought through, replacing any moans that might escape him with demanding and dominating growls of near-ownership. Like a tyrant defending his castle.