<div class="floatleft">(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v622/Jagwaar/shazadi12b_zpsbdi1kpro.jpg)</div><hr/><strong>Name:</strong>Shazadi<br/><strong>Race/Culture:</strong>Jinn-Blooded Bedu<br/><strong>Location:</strong>The Crimson Palace (con't from The Thirteen Monkeys)<br/><strong>Day/Time:</strong>Yaus al-Niwt (Day of Houses), Amt (first month) of Alak Paret (Harvest Season), Late Morning<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Rashid<br/><hr/><br/>If any eyes had strayed to watch them or sidelong glances had been cast in their direction as body took its release from Rashid’s sensual gift, Shazadi was blissfully unaware. For her, there was only the man and the pleasure he gave to her. Indeed, there were looks cast their direction, but as several of the other patrons were engaged in their own dalliances with companions, employees of slaves or the House, they had little cause to be shocked by the couple’s behavior. The rest simply watched with a touch of envy or wistful longing, hands perhaps dipping below their own towels to slide over sweaty flesh in lusty admiration.<br/><br/>Momentarily overcome by the intensity of her climax, muscles still trembling and weak, Shazadi offered nothing but a contented sigh as Rashid pulled her to his chest, curling up against him and laying her cheek on his broad shoulder with the damp strands of his fragrant hair tickling her face. “Pleasure is the cool shadow of the morning, the heat of the midday sun, and the powerful storm of the evening,” she replied, as a lazy, sated smile spread over her face. “It is the Divine spice in life.” Reaching out with her hand, she took Rashid by the wrist and brought his fingers to her lips, drawing her tongue along their slippery length from base to tip before sucking them into her mouth. Lifting her eyes to his face, she wrapped her tongue around them, letting his fingers slip out and nipping the very tips between her teeth before letting them go. Releasing his hand, she took his face in her hand and pulled him down for another kiss, opening her mouth to let him taste her flavor on her tongue and lips.<br/><br/>“But, I have been selfish,” Shazadi confessed, once she pulled her lips away from his. “I’ve taken my pleasure from you and given none in return, and left you in a most … uncomfortable state.” Her eyes dropped pointedly between them as she pressed her ass into his lap, grinding slowly against his swollen cock. “Perhaps, we should adjourn to the bathing rooms, where there is a little more privacy, so I can better attend to<em>your</em>needs?” she suggested.  “That is, if you can even walk with such a<em>large</em>burden between your legs.”<br/><br/>