<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/7/77/SNorclady.jpg)</div><br/><strong>Name:  Snogflog Nosebiter of the Shattered Hand Clan (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=266077.msg13138798#msg13138798)</strong><br/><br/><strong>COURTESEAN</strong><br/><br/><strong>Situation:</strong>Negotiating and moving down towards the dungeons.<br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Stephen, Open<br/><br/><strong>Content Warning:</strong><em>None yet (ominous music)</em><br/><br/><br/><br/><hr/><hr/><br/>Sometimes what can be considered a misfortune can turn into the greatest of boons, the fact that the grenade decides to go off at that point probably saves Stephen a at best serious pummelling or at worst, lots of broken bones. Snogflog does NOT react well when people tug on her ears, and is coming from someone who more than a fair few people consider violent to begin with. While she hears the beeping she has nothing to connect it to so she isn't worried until the momentary flash of panic on Stephens face alerts her that something is wrong just a fraction of a heartbeat before the explosion all but deafens her and throws them both up into the air. Not exactly what she thought would happen so in her stunned state forgets to brace for the landing properly so as she slams into the ground air is exploding out of her lungs when he lands on top of her.<br/><br/>As the world comes back into focus she notes his weight on her and his hands perfectly placed on her breasts, however the look on his face is quite priceless. Confusion and that smug happiness that something somehow worked warring over who will have dominion, it is enough for her to throw her head back and laugh as he manages to salvage the situation with his not quite cocky but still brilliant line.<br/><br/>"I'll bet you haven't done that before..."<br/><br/>With her roaring in laughter it has the added side effect of making her breasts move in quite interesting ways underneath his hands, and she doesn't mind at all that he has them there. He has more than earned that right now, now if he had said something stupid like “That is just a taste of what I can do.” then she would have clocked him cold with no hesitation since it is quite clear he was just as surprised as she was. Braggart to claim credit for something they didn't do she can't stand, but this man now he intrigues her now.<br/><br/>“That.. that is new. So... not that I mind having a cute guy on top of me fondling my breasts, not at all but well perhaps we should continue this spirited debate in a place with less breakables?”<br/><br/>Amusement is sparkling in her eyes as she reaches down to tug a large splinter out of her side, she glares at the blood staining the wood before casually tossing it aside. It is after all just a minor wound and will have healed without a mark before they can start discussing things in private. One of the many perks of being an orc, along with the natural charm and beauty.<br/><br/>“In fact, I insist. Mostly because every broken piece of furniture comes out of my pocket and already we broken quite a bit... aaaaand some people are weaklings who can't stand get in the mood with a spirited fight going on. I know, they are strange but hey to each their own no?”<br/><br/>When a woman says she insists it is generally known among men that it is a bad idea to disagree, when an orc woman says it even more so. Without knowing exactly what Stephen has in mind Snogflog figures that retreating to the pool area is probably a safe bet. So as he gets off her to allow her to get to her feet she grabs his hand in one of hers and gently leads him away from the common area. A little apologetic smile hovers on her lips as one of the waiters grabs a broom to clean up the mess, she makes a mental note to thank him properly later.<br/><br/>It doesn't take them many steps until she can peer out to the pool area and much to her surprise the stunning Evi is enjoying the warm waters, not a surprise that she is in the water as such. Evi seems to spend quite a bit of time there but Snogflog thought she would be seducing some charming gentleman and not be spending time alone in the pool. So she assumes that Evi wants to spend some time alone, so some quick thinking leads to the second obvious choice. The dungeon.<br/><br/>“Oops, seems to be taken but no worries I know the perfect place.”<br/><br/>A few quick turns and some steps later she pushes the heavy doors to the dungeon open and sucks in a lungful of the cool air. Somehow it always smells so good down here, the scent of sweat impregnated leather, the faint lingering smell of shed blood from a whip or two and of course the heady scent of sex. All in all, perfect for her current mood. And she hopes it will stir his blood as well.<br/><br/>“Care for a drink? A little snack? Or do you prefer to go straight to the more serious negotiations about why you sought out this wonderful place today?”<br/><br/>One hand reaches out to run a long nail gently over a rack holding a selection of long wicked whips, then she turns to give him a smouldering look that leaves little doubt what she is thinking of. But she prefers to let him open up the negotiation, after all she is quite flexible in her tastes so she can take her cues from what he will say.<br/>