<br/><strong>Name:  Semele (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=266077.msg13129368#msg13129368)</strong><br/><br/><strong>CLIENT</strong><br/><br/><strong>Situation:</strong>Yes, the show...must go on<br/><br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Antonio, Velen<br/><br/><strong>Content Warning:</strong><em> None</em><br/><br/><hr/><hr/><br/>Velen’s hands on her bosom felt, for a lack of a better word, divine. Experience or intuition told him exactly how to touch her, how much pressure to apply and what area to ignore in order to bring out the best sensations. Her nipples hardened and became evident under her champagne-colored dress. She whimpered softly and her touch on his groin grew more intense.  Yet as his tail flicked over that most sensitive spot between her legs, Semele lost control for a moment. Her hand stopped moving, her eyes lost focus and she parted her lips, ready to moan. It was then that the daring Groom filled her mind with a vision she could barely wait to have it come to life. His fingers were entangled in her golden curls, keeping her head down between his legs as she was gasping for release.<br/><br/>Realizing that she had another purpose to fulfill before that, the woman opened her eyes.<br/><br/>"Is that what my ever so delightful Lady desires." His whispers and nibbles almost lulled her back into temptation while his hands worked his magic on her lip and breasts.<br/><strong>”Business before pleasure.”</strong>she replied and reached for Velen’s finger, placing it between her lips and teasing it with the tip of her tongue. Her eyes returned to the performers just as Vibeke was giving Antonio what looked like a most sensual kiss. So far, neither of the two disappointed her.<br/><br/>Another flick of Velen’s tail and she gasped, brushing her thighs against one another, feeling too aroused for her own good.  Then Antonio did the unthinkable and mocked the dark courtesan, receiving a somewhat expected reply in return. Semele chuckled with Velen’s finger still stuck between her teeth as she pulled it deeper into her mouth to suckle on it. The juggler was made for the stage, that was certain. Only a pro would keep his mind focused on pleasing the audience under such...extreme conditions, she thought.<br/><br/>"Ball!"  Antonio called to Grumrump’s courtesan and the girl tossed the ball too low for the juggler, forcing him to find a quick solution. Again, he did not disappoint.  Her eyes moved to the courtesan who was servicing him. Vibeke pulled back, allowing him to re-position himself on his feet and he eventually regained full control of the act, juggling all five items.  Then they all watched as she licked his flesh, her long sensuous tongue caressing the underside of his shaft.<br/><br/>Semele pulled Velen’s finger away from her mouth and tilted her head to whisper in his ear.<br/><br/><strong>”Watch this. I don’t intend on losing a bet, as entertaining as it might be.”</strong>She threw the sixth ball almost instantly, as soon as Vibeke deep-throated him. Her aim was perfect, not towards his head or too low, but high enough for him to be able to reach it if he timed his hands well.<br/>