<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/>“You’d<em>better </em>not,” she whispered in a voice like dark amber honey, sweet and decadent, smiling as she tucked her chin against his cheek. “Not … not when I’m so … so<em>close</em>to succumbing to your …<em>nnnnghhh</em>.” The feel of his lips and teeth on her ear nearly had her writhing on his fingers, imagining all the other things he could do with them. “If you do, I’ll only repay you in kind later – and with interest.”<br/><br/>At the mention of sharing their drink, she could only smile. “How t-thoughtless of me,” Shazadi stuttered, rapidly approaching the point where anything beyond moans and monosyllables would be possible. As he took the kiss he wanted, adding yet another finger to his delicious ministrations, she moaned against his lips as her tongue slipped between them, inhaling sharply through her nose as it sought his out to tangle with it and stroke the sensitive nerves on the roof of his mouth. She teased him as his fingers rubbed the pearl between her legs, every press of his fingers adding to the pressure that was building there, threatening to explode.<br/><br/>“N-nothing is … forbidden, here,” she panted, pleading with her eyes for Rashid to continue. Though it was plain in the look on his face that he was relishing the power he had over her in this moment, the way he had taken control of her pleasure to play her body the way a musician coaxed a fine song from their instrument. And like a performer the presence of an audience only seemed to arouse him further, as it did her. All Shazadi wanted in this moment was for him to push her past her limits, to make her climax in front of all these people.<br/><br/>Lifting her head Shaza pressed her lips to his ear, tracing the edge with her tongue before capturing the lobe between her teeth. “<em>I</em>haven’t had enough Rashid, not by far. Have<em>you</em>?” she hissed against his ear. “I won’t have enough until you coax a sweet,<em>furious</em>release from my body. I<em>ache </em>for it. So, impale me with your fingers until I scream out into your mouth, before I<em>die</em>of need.”<br/><br/>Turning his head, Shazadi seized his mouth in a steamy kiss as her fingers dug into his ass, lifting her hips towards his fingers in an attempt to drive them deeper.<br/>