[Acro] Taverna Generica 20: Questions

[AmberVael]

[Upstairs]

"Right. Just someone posing as a deity... that's the thing. Deities are not so involved. They are distant, widespread and knowing. Now... I could be wrong, but just what Patty said...
Patty said they were essentially friends as well."
Aesa opens her eyes and looks down to Mercedes, trailing a finger across her lips.
"Few gods are that closely connected to their followers."

[SeptAngel]

Her lips part slightly at her touch. Just as few gods would be lovers to their followers. Probably talking about Kyr there. How do we prove this to her?

[AmberVael]

[Upstairs]

Aesa shakes her head.
"We don't. I don't care if her goddess is really a goddess or not, or whether she continues to worship her or not. If we do have to negotiate around that, however, I think this knowledge will be useful. It puts her on the same type of playing field as us."
She smiles and gently strokes along Mercedes' bottom lip.
"It matters because she'll think she is a god, but will act as a mortal. We can use that if we have to."

[SeptAngel]

Mercedes gives a pleasant shiver. Why the interest in her? Because she's Erin's daughter? She's just curious.

[AmberVael]

[Upstairs]

"No. She's young and beautiful and I've taken a little fancy to her."
Aesa says with a smirk.
"She's appealing to both of us. I like that."
She strokes one hand across Mercedes' neck and gives it a teasing bite before continuing to speak.
"Maybe I'll give her to you as a present."

[SeptAngel]

A gasp escapes her lips at the bite. Mm, I'd like that. With a pretty bow around her neck and nothing else. She squirms a little at the thought.

[AmberVael]

[Upstairs]

Aesa chuckles and wraps her arms around Mercedes, shifting against her and leaning close.
"I like it too."

[SeptAngel]

She presses her lips to Aesa's ear, giving a nibble before speaking. I might even let you watch while I played with her. She smirks evilly.

[AmberVael]

[Upstairs]

Aesa chuckles.
"Going to take her all for yourself? You'll make me jealous..."
Her wings shake a little bit as Mercedes nibbles at her ear.

[SeptAngel]

Maybe that's my plan. Just tease you while I make her do as I please to me. She lightly blows on her ear.

[AmberVael]

[Upstairs]

"I don't think you'll be able to follow through."
Aesa says confidently, smirking down at her.

[SeptAngel]

Her eyes lock with the valas. You think so? See, I think I'm stronger willed than you give me credit for.

[AmberVael]

[Upstairs]

Aesa grins even wider.
"No, its just that you're trying to resist me. But if you want to make a contest out of it, I'm sure we could have fun with that."

[SeptAngel]

What would I win? She trails her fingers down Aesa's neck and teasingly lower.

[AmberVael]

[Upstairs]

Aesa shivers delightedly as she thinks. But finally she smirks and raises her hands to Mercedes' shoulders, stroking down them and along her arms as she replies.
"Anything you want."

[SeptAngel]

Alright. Just what you get if you win then. She's too cocky. But none of your magic can be used. None of those intoxicating kisses. She brushes her lips against hers.

[AmberVael]

[Upstairs]

"Done."
Aesa declares, giving her one of those kisses just to tease her with it.

[SeptAngel]

She groans into the kiss, trying to deepen it. Her arms tightly wrap around Aesa to pull her closer.

[AmberVael]

[Upstairs]

Aesa indulges her, while her hands begin trailing over Mercedes' body, stray sparks of electricity arcing from them as well.

[SeptAngel]

Mercedes tries her own energy on Aesa. The blue sparks, that Aesa should know very well, come off her fingertip as she trails them across the vala's skin.

[AmberVael]

[Upstairs]

Aesa shudders and her back arches in response to the feeling.
"Ah!"
Her eyes half close as she tries to regain her senses.

[SeptAngel]

She increases her energy and the pressure from her hands. Her goal is to make Aesa keep from regaining her senses. She nibbles up her neck to her ear, whispering. Let go...

[AmberVael]

[Upstairs]

The vala is trying to resist, but it is clear that she's struggling against the tide of euphoria washing over her. Her wings spasm as the power directed against her increases, and a cry of pleasure is pulled from her throat.

[SeptAngel]

Stop struggling... She encourages, gently rolling them so Aesa is on her back. With a large smirk, she starts kissing down her body ready to pull the curtain.

[AmberVael]

[Upstairs]

Mercedes slowly draws the will to resist from Aesa, who is practically helpless in her hands as the curtain falls.

[SeptAngel]

Much later, Mercedes raises up the curtain looking more than satisfied.

[AmberVael]

[Upstairs]

Aesa is breathing hard, rather confused about the entire situation and trying to reconcile it in her mind.

[SeptAngel]

Still smirking, she goes to place a soft kiss on Aesa's cheek. You're not used to that...

[AmberVael]

[Upstairs]

Aesa tries to shape a response, but can't really find the words.
She folds her wings around Mercedes, attempting to put things back to what was, in her mind, normal.

[SeptAngel]

Mercedes lets her and lays her head on her chest. She takes a submissive position once again. Of course that smirk hasn't disappeared just yet.