"Splitting up is a good idea, it certainly would save us some time which we might need later on. I'll set out for a Priest unless you'd prefer looking for one, either Priest or Druid works fine for me although I could use a hint as to what I'm looking for, how I can figure out that they're really what they claim to be before we hire anyone, things like that."

Created to be human to the point of perfection Flame hadn't doubted that any Enchantsments that worked on ordinary people would have the same effect when used on her. "Whether tainted or pure in its state, they could've meddled with the sap either way so we should definitely try and talk her into handing it over. Perhaps if Stratos can provide me with some additional aid I might let Willow use it, but until then we should take every precaution not to let that happen."

Crimson eyes glanced in the direction of the only other patron present within the dining hall, briefly roaming over his unusual appearance and the meal he consumed while Flame found herself rising from her seat. Roc reassured her with his words, letting the young red head ponder on what exactly the Sylph was supposed to do that'd surpass any further embarrassment on her part. Now standing her voluptuous frame bent over the table ever so slightly, her front facing the Dwarf with the supple orbs of flesh hidden beneath that strained against the fabric from below. "I'll keep that in mind, but I'm a big girl .. I'm sure it'll be fine."

She smirked softly at that, spinning around gracefully, casting upon him another good natured smile whereupon Flame walked over to the other occupied table in the room with a slight yet natural sway to her hips, drawing out the brief journey the slightest bit although she had been confident enough to meet the Sylph on her own which, once he laid eyes on the curvaceous female making her way over to him, caused her to drop the mildly sensual show.

By the looks of it Stratos had been about to wrap up his breakfast, not that the nubile sorceress understood the need for wine in the morning and didn't care to ask him about it. "I'm afraid I haven't changed my mind, no."

Thinking back to yesterday Flame recalled his rude, suggestive notion of having her on three seperate evenings as payment for his services since he had little use for material goods and he appeared to be close enough in appearance to other Fae, thus the true meaning behind his statement could be discerned easily enough. Furthermore he had the nerve to suggest that such a conclusion wasn't his but her fault, clearly she was the one thinking along those lines when he hadn't spoken a word of it. But in the end she accepted the offered seat, willing to at least try to listen for a while.

Her eyes swiftly dashed to his, having glanced to the glass of wine after moments of idle consideration and why he didn't know what they needed today when he read her mind the other day. "Well, we're looking for a way to protect my mind from any outside threat, Enchanments among others. I was told Psi magic would play a great part in placing some sort of barriers in place that wouldn't allow anyone to tamper with my mind, or something that essentially renders any tampering worthless such as regaining control at will should anyone take command of the body and mind."

"Naturally I have little to nothing to offer as what you want I simply refuse to pay, but I'm asking for your help in earnest and I hope you'll be kind enough to lend me some advice."

“Try the temples first. You might get shot down a fair bit but they'll be real Priests so eventually you'll find one daring enough. Don't worry if he or she isn't too powerful we primarily need one that can perform exorcisms at least someone that has witnessed on even in a secondary roll. If their not too strong it will fall to use to protect them. Of course, someone with good experience is a plus, we might have to exorcism Lilac then the tree though the tree should be fairly easy.

“Money is no objective either,” he ran through some matters in regards to Priests and Priestesses. The Fae have a lot of charlatans so I'd be weary outside of the temples. One dedicated to Nature or Dryads might be sympathetic if they knew the story and believed we are capable instead or run or the mill adventurer's. It's one thing if any sap was looking for assistance, another if a wielder of one or two of the Elemental Serpents were looking for aid.”

Roc explained then nodded as she got up. “Oh yes, a very big girl,” his eyes lowered to her breasts as if he were speaking of something else before casting his gaze back up at her. He would watch on from across the room.

Stratos watched her and listened as she explained her plight. He finished off the last of his wine and nodded briefly to her. “Psi magic is so wonderful though often you find yourself accused of all manner of things. If things go wrong your the first person to be blamed as far as manipulating them.

“Blocking possession is an easy matter that even Arcane and Divine magics can do but I'm guessing you need something of a more general use. Both can be done, the later available to stronger Psi practitioners. I can do either, both have advantages and drawbacks suck as the one that usurps control of you, you get to know just what the commands are where as a block wards you from influence without telling you the commands but unlike the first you do not have t obey them, once you shrug off control nothing stops something from just controlling you again.

“And I have learned something called Phantom Puppets where I can control someone remotely and no one else can control the puppet unless I chose t give up control. Half an hour. Half an hour and I can build a ward or a block as you choose but that is my price.”

He held up a hand to silence her. “No sex. Nothing perverted. You need not even speak if you do not wish it. Of course, feel free to shop around but Psi magic is rare and while some effects are mirrored with Enchantments you'll have your hands full locating an Enchanter that you can trust not to control you. The choice of course, is yours.”

Flame thought of these teases as little more than harmless displays of her charms, she was no stranger to her own beauty and while last night had been beyond enjoyable she hadn't missed out on an opportunity to remind him of the blissful aspects of life he'd passed up on for so long even though they may not indulge in the presence of one another as they'd done ever again.

Without a doubt Stratos proved powerful should his claims turn out to be true, that he could actually do what he proposed although she had to mull things over for a moment. "Neither of them sounds truly appealing as I am either bound to obey the commands I'm given or merely end up having a single chance to rid myself of their control. For one I'm afraid that I may harm others under their guidance without them being able to assist me in any way and for the latter I doubt that whoever is trying to force their reign upon me will not try again when it seems that I have shrugged off their influence at a moment's notice."

She shook her head. "I need something that involves less risk of me turning against my allies or another attempt of possession that I'll have no defense against."

Her mind turned to the mention of Phantom Puppets, not any less inviting than the other paths they could take although it'd prevent Willow from seizing control over one very powerful Fire Elementalist, but somehow Flame figured she was merely exchanging one potential master for another should things go sour and Stratos wouldn't keep up his end of the bargain.

"What you've learned is no doubt impressive, but I don't exactly trust you either as would be the case with any stranger I meet." Let alone someone who humiliated her the day before, but he was right in one thing. They wouldn't have an easy time roaming around the area and finding someone else who could aid them in their quest, at least not in the same way that Stratos could at this point in time and unfortunately time was quite valuable nowadays.

"I'd like to know more about what you ask for payment. Sharing three consecutive evenings with me isn't going to cut it as an explanation anymore if you wish to come to an arrangement here, I need details. What would you have me do if I were to agree?"

“I wouldn't assume you would give up control so easily. But payment? Just to sit or stand someplace. Let me expand upon it a bit ...” Stratos sat up straighter and glanced to the ceiling as he considered how best to explain before he looked back at her into those crimson eyes of hers.

“I know your origin. You are not human, I can feel that and yet you are. I can sense the duality within your mind. The kindred Elemental spirit within you … perhaps it is because I am somewhat of an Elemental creature myself. Perhaps it is because my affinity for Psi magic.

“I am also aware of your Elemental and Construct origins and wish to explore the connections there, not control but explore. I am merely curious as to how it works as I have never met a living Construct before and will doubt that I shall do so again. So. Payment is simple allowing me to have a peek as to how things have been set up.

“If ever there is a day, as doubtful as that may be, that I attempt to fashion a living Construct I will have the steps necessary in fusing the Elemental and human spirits.

“But your problem that you presented … it occurs to me that a simple powered response added in to the mix can help. A protective ward shields you from commands, true but when combined with ESP and knowing the commands will allow you to pretend that you are obeying them and under the control of the puppet master when you are not.

“Even if you do not have that ability or spell it too can be 'acquired' for a nominal fee.”

An unusual request for payment was laid out before the sorceress, sit or stand in his presence for three evenings even without the need to speak certainly had Flame tilt her head sideways for the slightest of moments, wondering what he could possibly be planning when he mentioned that nothing perverted would take place. Initially he seemed to gain little to nothing as not a single thing sprung to mind that would benefit the Sylph in any way, perhaps the mere knowledge that she was bound by their agreement and had to do her part although even then she couldn't grasp why.

Naturally he knew the truth about the young woman seated before him, reading her mind must've given him a clear insight on numerous aspects of her life unless he respected her desire for privacy, not that he could've done anything of the sort unless he somehow felt their strange connection straight away and decided to look for that particular detail.

Either way she wasn't taken aback by that revelation, more by the difficulty of choice when Flame considered what was at stake. Her father spent years looking for the ideal formula of creating a construct which the red haired beauty had been the result of, an Elemental merged with a Human spirit. She was his legacy and perhaps one of a kind, maybe a member of a select few that were created in such a manner as the procedure wasn't common practice as far as she could tell and simply giving it away surely wouldn't please him nor felt it right to agree to pass on his knowledge without permission.

She didn't doubt the sincerity of the Sylph, but in essence they were strangers. Despite putting her own mind and body at risk by rejecting his offer Flame figured that the price was too high for the moment, she'd need some time to think things through and listen to Roc's input for one before heading back as Stratos likely wasn't going anywhere anytime fast.

"Hm .. I'm sorry, but I'm really not sure whether I should agree to let you have a look or not, after all it took extensive research to create me as I am today and I wouldn't want to jeopardise my relationship with my creator by telling you without consulting him. If you don't mind I'll take some time to think it through and come back to you later once I've made my decision, I'm sure you understand."

His second offer seemed intriguing, but Flame wasn't a connoisseur in the arts of sleight of hand and while her acting was fair she could use the help although the notion of yet another fee had the nubile temptress frown ever so slightly. "Assuming that I'd be willing to issue another payment for what you propose, what would it be?"

“Understood,” he had not been in a rush, after all he was both Fae and Elemental both of which were immortal creatures. He could afford the time after all though he was simply sating his curiosity here. He would allow her to think it over and discuss the matter.

The process was too involved for him to just do it without her say so. He had to remain in her presence for a bit of time and while he could have distracted her in there ways he still had to remain in her presence for a good deal f time.

Psi magic allowed him to access whatever memories he wished though as a rule of thumb he only accessed surface thoughts though he could not help put eavesdrop on a mind from time to time he had to pretend not to pay attention or access certain elements that others would find creepy …

“The other matter was a combination of ESP and Telepathy. Reading the thoughts of the would be controller and passing them on to you via Telepathy so you would know what is expected. I could impart suggestions on behavior since I can get a sense f the suspicion level in the mind of the controller which shouldn't be all that bad come to think of it. I would have to be close by but seeing how I have access t a fair degree f magic keeping hidden is not difficult.

“For this I have decided to change things up a little. Rather than stating a price I will allow you t set one provided it is not monetary. Wealth does not interest me; knowledge, art work, even interesting tales could all be used ...” Stratos relayed.

"Sounds good to me, it certainly beats giving up control over me to anyone but myself. I'm hoping that nothing of the sort will happen, but it's never a bad idea to be prepared." Spoken without a semblance of hostility it seemed Flame had cooled off some, at least to an extent where conversation was possible without as much hidden discomfort as before and his proposition wasn't far from what they needed, in fact it sounded awfully close.

"Unfortunately I doubt that I possess a whole lot of knowledge which an Immortal like yourself hasn't picked up on before and unless you'd like to have a look at the body art of my travelling companion, I don't have any art work either." Flame deliberately hadn't looked over to Roc, she didn't seek to alarm him since everything was going well thus far. "Oh, but rest assured I know a few tales that may be interesting, even to you although I might not be the greatest storyteller to ever live."

Her hands shifted on the table, fingers intertwined for the time being as the sorceress straightened up slightly. "Is there any particular kind of tale you'd like to hear? Romance, perhaps, or tragedy?"

She considered her possibilities for a moment, most of their undertakings had to be kept secret and while Stratos may not be affiliated with Tori in any way it never hurt to be cautious. "The tale of The City within the City should tickle your fancy, I've heard of it throughout my journey across the Shadow of Sirocco and while some details might be missing I do believe it is a tale to remember. It depicts the events that led to an entire town being shrunk to such an extent that one would mistake it for a model only to be hidden away elsewhere with each and every inhabitant still alive."

"Unless you prefer something a little more local in which case I have little to offer, possibly you have already heard of the Dark Wood and why the Fae avoid getting close though I'm guessing there's more truth to it than actual tale. It is the reason we were looking for a Priest in the first place, but even if you favor other tales I'm sure I have something to tell."

Crimson eyes locked on his, a brief nod directed at the Sylph as their conversation was drawing to a close. She'd need some time to discuss the matter with the Dwarf and either accept his help or find somebody else although they probably wouldn't find anyone they could trust more than him. "The choice is yours, of course, either art work or tales work fine for me. I'll pay up when I decide to let you explore my true nature, but until then you can give the matter some thought."

“It's never a bad idea to have a back up plan or two on hand when things get dour or go unexpected.” Stratos agreed with her assessment though he had the option to preempt the plans of others and disrupt what they were attempting to do.

“Your companion?” He cast his glance to the Dwarf. “I'm afraid Dwarfs are not my thing … their art tends to have a military bend r one of conquest or personal triumphs. Body art is nice and all but I was looking more along the lines of a painting or vase, something I could hang up someplace or set someplace and admire.

“But do not sell yourself short. I am sure you are a wonderful story teller. The tales can be real or imagined, it does not matter. I enjoying hearing them, the newer the better of course but sometimes a classic story retold by a different teller can be just different enough from the original to be unique.”

Either he had not been as lustful as she had believed the other night or he was keeping that nature in check given her earlier reaction.

“I have no preference – a city within a city, how interesting. Sirocco is quite arid and I have only really been to the mountains there a few times so I haven't been to any inhabited are, well, not in the typical sense really. It does sound rather interesting though.”

He sensed that the later issue was more important to her and only used a handful of intermediate and minor abilities. “A tale for the later and the exploration of your mind, well that is on hold for the time being. For the next two weeks I will be here for the most part. If I am out you can leave a message at the front desk for me.

“But until such a time, adieu.” He stood taking her hand if she did not show any resistance and kissing the back of it before heading out himself. She had been able to get back to Roc who watched her approach.

“What's the verdict?” Roc would find out before they set off on their tasks for the morning.

A slight blush crept over her features as the Sylph spoke of her as a wonderful story teller. "Why, thank you. I will do my best when I've come to a conclusion regarding your payment." It was an unexpected compliment and while she might've dismissed it otherwise or looked down upon his words, ultimately she reached the conclusion that they wouldn't know one another for long and even as immortal beings wouldn't cross paths for a while, thus rendering any anger projected on him a pointless endeavor in light of the situation.

Perhaps Flame had been in the wrong to judge him by a misunderstanding on her part, whether he actually asked to bed with the fetching sorceress they'd never know for he could've altered his demands to fit the situation at hand rather than ask for the payment she suspected he might want, but for the time being she was bound to accept that she made a mistake and swallow her own pride in the process.

"You will most likely find a message by the end of the day unless we meet again somewhere along the way. Until then, farewell." In the end Flame stood with him, letting him proceed in his approach through kissing the back of her hand whereupon they had to part ways, the crimson haired woman returning to her dwarven companion whilst Stratos departed from the dining hall.

Her eyes met his briefly before closing momentarily, the red head drawing another breath as the resulting lungful of air had been pushed out in a sigh. "Well, the good news is that he's willing to assist, the bad news that his help comes at a price."

"He explained that he could essentially protect me from possession and allow me to shrug off their control at will. Unfortunately nothing would prevent anyone from simply controlling me again although we've considered that possibility and come to the conclusion that, in combination with telepathy and a fair bit of acting, I would know the commands of the one that usurps control over me and pretend to be obeying them even when I'm no longer bound to them."

"Now onto his payment .." Flame briefly pondered on the issue, somewhat distracted as another thought occured to her, that they were all alone save for the waitress elsewhere as her lingering gaze swept upon an empty glass and the Dwarf for a moment. No, that would probably be too much for him to handle that early in the morning, the crimson shade on her cheeks subtly growing in intensity before she was steering back to the subject matter.

"Stratos wants to have a look at me, how I'm structured as a Construct." She figured it best to clarify on that. "Three consecutive evenings I'm supposed to stand or sit someplace while he explores the inner workings of the living Construct my Father created, especially the connection between Elemental and Human spirit in case he ever wishes to fashion something like me himself someday, but I haven't agreed to it yet."

Her gaze drifted off to the side for a moment. "I just don't think I can make that decision on my own, after all Abdul has spent many years on his research and I do not seek to ruin his efforts by spreading any of his secrets to others that easily, let alone what Stratos or some people may do with the knowledge they gain by learning from me as their goals may be far less than noble. I would ask Father for his personal viewpoint, but from what I gather he currently resides in a faraway land where I can no longer reach him through ordinary meditation."

"For the telepathy bit he proposed that I may tell him a tale, a price I'm more than willing to pay by comparison." Flame frowned, now eyeing Roc once again although the young woman did seem troubled by the burden of choice. "What do you think we should do? I doubt we'll find anyone else capable of Psi magic and whom we can trust though I do not really trust Stratos either."

“I shall look forward to such correspondence,” Stratos departed then to deal with what he had on his plate for the evening allowing her to make her way back to Roc who could only imagine about the payment that she mentioned seeing how ordinal the two parted.

The Sylph was still Fae after all so it was probably something sexual, yet Flame had controlled herself too so either it was something a bit different or she had expected something lewd from the start. But those flames were burning bright the other evening so he doubted that there was that much control in such a short time.

Roc had believed that the coloring and slight hesitation on her part had to deal with this payment she had spoken of. He had been unaware at present at least that his companion had been considering other matter entirely. A thought did occur to him with her explanation but he allowed her to touch upon the payment first.

“Well, the way I see it is this. He can only learn the thought process and nothing Necromantic. As a Fae he probably never will learn that element or never share it with a Necromancer or align with one so while he may understand the mental aspects and how to forge these bonds it would be fairly obvious that you're dealing with a Construct when it does not grow tired, can't sell repair or even bleed. In essence they may be aware but that is perhaps the only similarity … and as an aware being you can use Psi magic and Enchantments to affect it.

“Thus the work is still protected. Of course it is possible that he does share this at some point with a Necromancer or a Necromancer learns how to do this. There is what is happening with Willow after all. But the expense and power to make a Living Construct probably isn't cheap and even if the steps can be achieved there are probably easier means of doing things through there means unless ...”

Roc pause and rubbed his chin in reflection. “There is a danger I can see where it might be worth it. If you could replace a King or Queen with one you could gain the power of a nation and tap into it's wealth too.

“But onto the other matter. In the case of the sap the control is probably going to be a one time thing. It either works or it fails to effect you though acting as if it had the desired effects could be of a benefit as to learning what it is suppose to do. I think that you would not have to worry about it controlling you again though on another note Willow is an Enchantress and if she suspects the sap failed she could try something else so this option has some merit. The payment does not seem so high in any case so it is something that can be explored though I am curious about the first.

“Why does he not just steal the knowledge? I mean he could have already done so while we were having breakfast without you being none the wiser unless you would have known that something wasn't right and had knowledge of someone trying to tap into matters so deeply, that's the only assumption I can make there.

“Perhaps fr the time being it would be best to hold off on the first.

“But let's go exercise a Demon. With searching out that Priest and Druid we should be able to finish that up before we have to meet Nicodemus this evening and we can decide what our next move will be from there.”

Chances were they encountered each other at random in which case it might be mere curiosity that he sought to satisfy, having an eternity to spend rare occasions still existed and certainly not many of her kind walked the Shadows, a Construct that was bound to breathe, sleep, eat, something that could bleed as Flame was supposed to be as human as possible, even blessed with the gift of free will, thus leading her to believe that he wasn't going to commit any sinister deeds in the near future though being an immortal he would never run out of time to team up with a Necromancer.

His worries weren't unfounded in the least even though the Sylph pointed out he had nothing to gain through material wealth, but power in itself must've been appealing to someone like him. The exact reason for his payment appeared to be hard to pin down, perhaps too hard considering that he wasn't their only concern.

Flame shook her head at the notion of stealing the knowledge, wondering the same thing Roc brought up. "I don't know why he doesn't just steal it. From me not knowing much about my creation to the spell that suppresses my memories, as far as I know they all could impair his ability to read me properly. To be honest, I've only seen the process of my creation during the meeting with my father and it may be entirely possible that I do not possess the knowledge myself."

"He could have acquired the knowledge without our consent and simply seeks for a way to control me for which he'd have three days, he can't stay close to us all day and it seems that he has business of his own to take care of."

"There are many unknowns which I don't have an answer for as with the lock on my memories I'm limited in recalling any reasonable explanation I might have and I honestly doubt I'll recall anything about me that may prevent one of his kind to learn about these things from afar." Ultimately, however, they were out here to wait for Nicodemus, doing good deeds along the way until their dilemma back at the Prison had been resolved, her mind briefly turned to the two Elementalists they left behind.

"Yeah, you're right. Some more time to think about it will do better than rushing any choice we make." They concluded the subject matter, but weren't finished as the woman before him smiled somewhat mischievously, thinking back to something he said earlier as her stream of thoughts turned its attention elsewhere.

"Allow me to finish my breakfast before we move on." But with matters settled and the unusual pair about to embark on their search, Flame settled on exploring another idea entirely which crossed her mind mere moments before they spoke of their concerns, tender fingers dancing along the outer rim of an empty glass whilst her foot slipped free of a shoe and rose from the floor, teasingly tracing along his calf in long drawn out motions, slowly but surely approaching his inner thigh where the busty sorceress lingered with gentle caresses, mildly stimulating him and the outskirts of his groin, going as far as the table would comfortably allow.

Crimson eyes of want remained focused on his, their radiant gleam a mere reflection of the persistent flames summoned at her core though clearly they were burning for no one but him in that instant. Not long ago did the Dwarf proclaim his willingness to show his seductive companion that he could have fun without alcohol anytime, perhaps he might refrain from giving in given the public setting they were in although their pleasant night had been interrupted, her eyes briefly dashing to the glass she was determined to fill whilst noting the lack of other patrons all around.

With Stratos gone his dishes had to be picked up by someone, the waitress currently nowhere to be seen as Flame pursued her course of action, intent on having another intoxicating drink although even now her head was spinning slightly with a familiar heat rushing to her cheeks.

Indeed there was much to consider here and neither of them had any clear answers. They could speculate on matters though Roc was patient he also knew that there was a time that he had to stop speculating and act.

They both knew that there was something up with why Stratos didn't steal the information in the first place. Maybe he wouldn't have the time or the procedure was taxing and needed to be uninterrupted. If they were eating then left before he finished maybe he had to start over again and if it took a lot out of him he may be so eager to try it again. There was magic that you had to sacrifice something to use, most common was your health or life force.

Then there was the fact that this might not be something he could steal. Perhaps he need access that she could only bestow, he wasn't sure. He had little understanding of Psi magic but knew there were a few techniques that were similar enough.

Lastly, Roc had considered that Stratos might find it immoral to steal and thus he translated this to more intimate memories that had been beneath the surface though speculating did little for either of them at this stage.

“Finish, we have time I didn't mean to rush you.” And the Dwarf considered their day. Though as he considered this he felt something touch upon him under the table. Of course it was easy to determine that this was not Spencer though it had only occurred to him then that they were alone here with Stratos gone and the waitress out back.

He had not removed her foot as it climbed up his leg finding ultimately that he was indeed quite hard. Did they have time fr this? Could they still find a Priest and Druid but it was not urgent. Lilac wasn't going anywhere and no one was attempting to free her. He couldn't see how Demonic sap equated to her braking free … he had thought of it earlier, that they must have been sending mindless Undead to gather sap since with a soul of their own the animate creatures could not be possessed. Even so what was the exact arrangement where the Demon had not demanded freedom for the cost of assistance? The only thing the Dwarf had realized was that it was the presence of the Demon that tainted the sap … maybe the Demon had not been trying to escape as they had initially believed but that did not make sense. Perhaps … his eyes suddenly widened. He thought he had it and yet at that same moment those toes felt so good.

“I think I figured it out but that can wait. Another realization has struck too. With Spencer off pouting somewhere I doubt that we'd have to worry about another … interruption … though this feels … good too ...”

Flame surmised that the answers were to be found somewhere, that the two of them merely lacked more detailed information on the Sylph and his motivations although whatever he was planning with the knowledge he sought, without their trust or desperation he wouldn't receive any for how many gaps were in what should've been a reasonable thought process made the young woman somewhat uneasy and no less suspicious.

But when Roc patiently awaited the conclusion of their meeting in the morning, their breakfast wouldn't be quite as uneventful as she teased, crimson eyes exploring his for any trace of refusal, but instead she discovered the moment his mind brought up the thought of removing her foot and dismissing it within the blink of an eye.

"Yes, I'm sure it can wait." She smiled slyly, for the first time touching upon his sublime manhood directly which thrived beneath her tender ministrations, toes as smooth as the gentle caress of her fingers sliding along the side of him, back and forth at a casual pace. "With all that has happened over the past few days, especially after last night I do believe my mighty guardian deserves to blow off some steam before we head out." His tip had been graced briefly by that sensual touch, his buxom companion purring softly with half lidded eyes whilst her index finger traced along the edge of her crystal clear glass. "Lots and lots of steam."

With his approval Flame ventured on as she became a bit more daring, another foot added to the mix which tended to the other, previously neglected half of his erect phallus, the pair at first mildly stroking his entire length whereupon the pressure heightened ever so slightly and her loving embrace grew tighter. Surprisingly enough she was a beginner in that realm of pleasure, never having tried anything of the sort before the entire procedure proved a balance act given her position on the chair from across the table, but for Roc alone it seemed utterly worthwhile to give it a chance.

After several moments a sigh of content rang through the air, keen eyes observing his every reaction. "I'm afraid the waitress won't be gone forever and neither will other guests that are coming here for breakfast sooner or later, but you're already as hard as rock." She grinned, toying with the idea of getting caught in the middle of things as she bit down on her lower lip briefly. "You wouldn't want them to see us like this, would you?"

His sources of pleasure abandoned him shortly after, the finger upon her glass withdrawing only to pick it up. Regrettably they hadn't ordered any alcoholic drinks for a wine glass would've been far more befitting of the precious beverage she was about to coax from his loins, crimson eyes dashing back up into his. "Don't worry, I will relieve you of the tension I have caused."

They weren't heading back for their quarters, that much became apparant when Flame dipped underneath the table with glass in hand, vanishing from sight momentarily until the sound of the fragile container being put down reached his ears. From above he wouldn't be able to see much of the red haired vixen at the time, merely her hands that reached out for his worn belt given the adventures of a night well spent, gradually undoing the prison that contained his admirable girth with almost knowing finesse.

Toes graced him with a delicious warmth that spread over them. He could now see a waitress at the there end of the room clearing Stratos plates from the table though that had not placed a dampener on matters. It would still be a few minutes before she cleared it and made her way over here after bringing the plates t the back. Right now they had the table cloth to conceal what they were doing anyway not that the waitress would bat an eye at the matter, she was a Brownie after all …

“I have no problem with that.” He announced as he reached down beneath that table to grasp her leg gently, fingers sweeping up then down her calf.

A second foot joined the first adding to his pleasure. She could see the effects of bliss spread out against his features as her feet swept over him. A hand on each leg now as they both traced along a calf, a low gran escaping his lips as she continued as she got caught up in that balancing act.

His erect member strummed with the onrush of blood that fed into that arousal of his.

“Yeah,” the waitress was already gone again with the dishes he noted but that had not stopped her. Feet drew away from him though she had been the one that stated the obvious she got beneath the table concealed by that table cloth.

His hands rested atop the table as she saw to unleashing his proud erect member, the tip smeared with a little precum.

Feeling that he had been exposed to the air all he could do now was wait for the daring sorceress to continue.

Never before did Flame commit herself to pleasing someone in that venturesome manner, her cheeks an intense crimson shade by the time she disappeared beneath the table not even the sudden appearance of the waitress prior to dipping below the protective curtain provided by the table cloth abated her desires any.

With practiced dexterity his belt had slipped away and gave rise to his bountiful member, that divine thickness surrounded solely by air for the slightest of moments until the faintly glistening treat seeping from the tip was brought to her attention, a timid hand of hers settling around the base whereas the other lowered itself to his balls. Immediately her tongue washed over the exposed head of his shaft, his delicious cum smeared about the crest of that love pole although the ravenous sorceress hadn't minded covering a wider area, the deft muscle swirling about him in eager, circular motions.

A low, enticed moan parted her lips as she cleansed the remainder of his escaped essence and moved on to coat him in a gossamer film of saliva, soft digits brushing up against his testes where they sweeped along the reservoirs of the treasured liquid, wondering how much he would be able to offer up after a night of fiery passion though given the taste and texture of his initial release the other day he certainly wouldn't disappoint.

Before long she was finished, seemingly unsatisfied by the time her lips settle upon the head of his cock, their expanse lush and tight as Flame drew him in, inch after inch all the way down to where her hand served for mere stability purposes, slipping away until it was bestowed unto his inner thigh and caressed him there with a thumb. Given free reign over the man she devoured him wholly, her tongue dashing against the lower side of his phallus as the virile shaft nearly plugged the entrance to her throat.

Brushing aside crimson locks that spilled onto her features the sorceress ventured on their daring path, slowly withdrawing from the root of his manhood only to return and swallow him whole as buried her face in his crotch, placing a tender kiss upon his groin as that slab of meat filled her mouth.

Instead of rushing him to the finish line, however, Flame was drawing out the process which brought them closer to getting caught with every passing second, taking her sweet time in expressing her fondness for his member as she cascaded along his length, slurping away happily in barely audible moans that surged through his embedded rod.

Wary of making him climax into her mouth rather than the glass she brought specifically for this he'd been denied immediate release should the time come, Roc was supposed to provide her with an actual drink after all and Flame wouldn't want to miss a chance at providing a sinful sight for the reserved Dwarf every now and then.