<div class="floatleft">(http://i1180.photobucket.com/albums/x401/callmecapone/Setting%20and%20RP/c35e5c8d72d34eb82d71873cb47124bf.jpg)</div><strong>Name:  Antonio Cabrello (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=266077.msg13129139#msg13129139)</strong><br/><br/><strong>CLIENT</strong><br/><br/><strong>Situation:</strong>Concentrating on his performance<br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Semele, Velen, Vibeke<br/><br/><strong>Content Warning:</strong><em>Receiving oral foreplay; a smart mouth</em><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><hr/><hr/><br/>Antonio was already feeling a partial failure in his performance. Not a word from his partner. Vibeke was acting professional, but only in the way that an<em>assassin</em>would act like a professional. Silent, awaiting her turn to act, and then proceeding with her duty. No matter what skill she possessed "entertaining" a client alone behind closed-doors, this lack of spirit and soul was no doubt going to impact how entertained the other patrons would be.<br/><br/>He could not have that.<br/><br/>The slip of his pants to his knees was the first moment he truly felt the thrill of excitement in his body. That electric spark of arousal slid down his spine and towards his member, twitching it as if to life just as Vibeke's fingers too the softness between her fingertips. For the time being he tried to allow his mind to focus on her actions, on the feel of not just her fingers, but of her presence. Just feeling her knees brushing against his shins as she squat before him, one fingers gently caressing and massaging his length as the other handled his scrotum in her fingers. His sac twitched at the sudden attention, causing him to breathe in deep, his cock growing tense from the eager possibilities it sensed before it.<br/><br/>His mind wasn't even on the balls he juggled into the air, so used to the simple performance that he didn't even have to think to keep from making a mistake. Even the audience wouldn't be paying attention there. They'd be watching Vibeke as she softly blew upon his member, an act that seemed to coax his growing length into reaching out for her. He suppressed a chill, though the sudden tensing of his muscles would be clear to the woman before him.<br/><br/><strong>"Ooh!"</strong>Antonio yelped, tossing one of the balls higher into the air as Vibeke's fingers glided against his own.<strong>"Is it just me or is your breath as frigid as your expression?"</strong><br/><br/>He didn't face her, didn't want to see what face she gave him. Assuming she gave any at all. He suddenly regretted not having held her back behind the entourage to discuss his actions and priorities in hushed whispers. He wanted to entertain his audience. He wanted Semele, Grumrump, the fat man's courtesan, and even Velen to chuckle, or to gasp at his words and smile as they awaited Vibeke's revenge.<br/><br/><strong>"Yeowch!"</strong>Antonio said, his body leaping to his tip-toes as her teeth nipped at his scrotum. It was all performance, though the action<em>did</em>come as a surprise. As he lifted himself by his toes he tossed two balls up at once, then the next, continuing this two-by-two pairing as he settled back onto the flat of his bare feet. Despite the nips being a surprise, Vibeke's attention was such that her gentle fingers had coaxed him easily to an erection. The weight of his thickened member rested heavily against her cheek, the taut flesh seeming to ripple in the aquatic hues of the pool light illuminating the pair.<br/><br/><strong>"Ball!"</strong>he called to the courtesan. She sat entranced, her eyes focused on... well he couldn't tell if her eyes were on Vibeke, as if to learn something, or the subtle fluctuations of Antonio's abdomen. It wasn't until good ol' plump Grumrump gave his courtesan a pinch upon her tush that she squeaked, suddenly sitting upright, and in a nervous panic tossed the ball almost too low. It was heading for Vibeke's feet. Holding his breath, Antonio tossed the next couple of balls extra high so that he could more reliably lean forward, bouncing the fifth upward with his grasping fingers before finally catching it as he stood upright once again. His cock had gently slid against Vibeke's cheek in this process, though his mind was beginning to focus less on her attention and more on keeping five balls in the air.