<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>Losing composure<br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Semele, Velen, Vibeke<br/><br/><strong>Content Warning:</strong><em>Exhibition and oral</em><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><hr/><hr/><br/>Antonio's head reflexively glimpsed downward as he felt the pressure of Vibeke's hand on his thigh, beginning to push him away and off her shoulder. A perhaps foolish move as he had almost dropped one of the balls. However, it was all a very good sign that she was no longer reluctant to perform. In fact, given the lavish attention of her tongue and lips tracing every vein pressing out against the taut and shining flesh, he'd say she was enjoying herself. Such teasing was just the break he needed as well. Too much attention towards that sensitive crown and he'd be bursting before he was even on the fifth firecracker.<br/><br/><strong>"Light!"</strong>he called once more, expecting another immediate flash in the periphery of his vision. As Vibeke's slender fingers wrapped around the base of his cock, however, he saw no flash. He risked a glimpse, sweat trickling from his brow down his temple, seeing the audience still draped in shadow.<strong><em>"Light!"</em></strong>he called again.<br/><br/>Grumrump began to lean forward, a Herculean effort on his part considering all that bulk in his way. His courtesan thrust herself, understanding the situation, and grasped one of the firecrackers. As Grumrump softly told her she needed the<em>yellow</em>and not the orange, Antonio's teeth grit in dissatisfaction. That blasted man whore had distracted her effectively enough to put his performance at risk.<br/><br/>"For you, my dear," Grumrump said softly, tossing the orange in Semele's direction as his courtesan withdrew the yellow. "This way your own performance may not be interrupted." It was at this moment that Vibeke was not only swallowing the length of him, but beginning to build up a steady rhythm. Oh, this was a woman that knew the art of pleasure, alright. Rather than speed up, suckling at such a fast pace to match the built up pleasure, she was going to take her time. Draw all the pleasure out. Ironically, a move that might actually get him to release even<em>faster</em>.<br/><br/>Grumrump lit the yellow firecracker.<strong>"Toss!"</strong>he called, and flung one of his balls a bit more harshly than desired in Grumrump's direction. It bounced around in their little alcove, uncaught and no doubt needing to be sought later, as his hand grasped the new firecracker in hand. He could not see in the shadows, but Grumrump's courtesan also gave Semele the red, leaving her in control of the final two.<br/><br/>Antonio tried his best to clear his mind and to focus on the four flickering flames tracing bright lines against the dark of the night sky, almost hiding the two remaining balls from view. However, with each grip of her throat and each gentle caress of her tongue on his crown, Antonio's muscles tensed, his ass clenching visibly for the audience. He knew the more he thought about holding his release back the more likely he'd be to come. He would do better not to think on it at all.<br/><br/><strong>"Light!"</strong>he called out once more, almost as a pant as he breathed heavier and heavier.