<div class="floatleft">(https://64.media.tumblr.com/9dce6fa47f0bf43a5110262729b43981/tumblr_mkoef1N2ej1qbtwc5o1_500.png)</div><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial;"><strong>NAME:</strong> <span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial;">Cleo</span> (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=328118.msg15700751#msg15700751)<br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Entertainment Lounge (Very Back, Curtained Booth)<br/><strong>ACTION:</strong> Enjoying Spade's Company ~ Oh my!<br/><strong>WEARING:</strong> <del>Araxis' Ornate Suit Jacket</del><br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Spade (Mentioning Malleus, Araxis) | CLOSED<br/></span><hr/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial;">Cleo blinked several times as Malleus, having received the answer he needed, abruptly <em>left</em>. “Oh dear,” she sighed, tilting her head as she watched the Fey wander, quite literally, out of the inn’s entertainment lounge. “I believe I may have asked him far too many questions… He didn’t even bother to introduce himself. Isn’t that simply strange, mm, <em>ooo</em> ~” The phoenix suddenly cooed, and relaxed into Spade, smiling as the inn keeper kissed her neck and held her close to him. Even in this position, half in his lap, half in her chair, she could feel his erection, <em>hungry</em> with lust, prodding against her naked, inner thighs. The corner of Araxis’ ornate jacket rolled over her smooth, warm hip, almost revealing her excited pussy as she arched her neck into Spade’s divine mouth.<br/><br/>“Spade.” The phoenix panted in both worry <em>and</em> want, as the inn keeper magically moved the booth’s curtains closed, and her flames burned brighter on each floating candle. The hotter Cleo became, the more the flames grew, dancing widly in orange and red. “Oh Spade.” She repeated as the inside of the curtains revealed a beloved, starry pine tree forest, and the light above them became a misty, romantic moon. There were even <em>chocolates</em>. Her candle flames fell to a soft, <em>appreciative</em> simmer. “I <em>knew</em> you were a man of the moon. The Sun is quite powerful but the <em>Moon</em>… it is transformative, shifting, mystical… Though, most times it appears, I am asleep for the Sun rises so early.” As the booth they were in changed even more, Spade removed the top bits of his clothing. The phoenix couldn’t help but smile at his muscular, dashing form and his – admittedly – naughty, but <em>true</em>, assumptions.<br/><br/>“This beautiful form was a gift from the Sun.” Her delicate hands un-did the ivory bone buttons of Araxis’ suit jacket, then folded it neatly and placed it with much care on the opposite side of the table in front of her. “There is no shame in it,” the newly naked phoenix continued as she nestled herself into Spade’s lap, her smooth, bare back against his cool, stately chest. She quite liked it when lovers took her from behind. Cleo widened her thighs so that his cock, still cloaked in his pants, rubbed along her bare, steaming slit. “Or its pleasures…” she swallowed a throaty <em>groan</em> as she began to rock her hips and bottom, her heated flesh against his pants and his erection, unable to stop what the inn keeper had started. “Oh my!” The phoenix shrieked happily at the sensation of his hard length against her swollen entrance, so eager to be touched. But even <em>clothed</em> his size was marvelous. “Oh my, oh my, oh my!” Cleo chanted loudly, now humping him freely, her sweet voice strained with pleasure. “Oh my, <em>ooo</em> ~ Oh.. <em>O</em>…” the phoenix gasped in bliss but managed to <em>slow</em> her needy thrusts on his – now – incredibly <em>damp</em> lap. Cleo was <em>so</em> close to a blazing orgasm, but still very mindful of what her lover desired. <br/><br/>“Others should hear how good you make me feel, Spade.” She murmured as she shifted again, this time to <em>face</em> him, well aware of the loud, horny noises she was making within their curtained booth. Cleo kissed his lips, sucking <em>hard</em>, making his mouth nearly as wet as her crotch. Her toned legs folded on either sides of his, perched in his lap and waiting to see if this position was more desirable. He could see every inch of her, from her sensitive nipples, down to her dripping pussy. This close, her immortal flame enveloped him in passionate heat, and it was only by sheer will power that Cleo refrained from humping Spade mercilessly again. She opened her hazel eyes and peered dreamily into his green ones. “But if you become too hot, you will tell me. There is no shame in that, either.”</span>