<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/7/77/SNorclady.jpg)</div><br/><strong>Name:  Snogflog Nosebiter of the Shattered Hand Clan (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=266077.msg13138798#msg13138798)</strong><br/><br/><strong>COURTESEAN</strong><br/><br/><strong>Situation:</strong>Being a bratty sub<br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Stephen, Closed<br/><br/><strong>Content Warning:</strong><em>Bondage, blood</em><br/><br/><br/><br/><hr/><hr/><br/>His reaction to seeing her naked is all that she could wish for, and the gentle sensual caress of her ear as he puts emphasis on torturing the ears is like a delightful bloodwine running down her throat to spread its warmth through her body. And her thoughts are reinforced even more when he thoughtfully notes she didn't mention anything about blood, true she didn't Then again she didn't mention lots of things, some are just understood in a civilized world sadly and others well if he has those kind of leanings she will gladly take his head off and present it to the madam all wrapped in a neat little pink bow.<br/><br/>As his hands slowly roam over her breasts and he even leans down to give a nipple a little playful kiss she has a little thought forming in her head and it takes her a bit of willpower to hold on to it as the first tinglings of pleasure race through her body setting the nerves alight. He seems to be playing her body and mind like an expert despite how inexperienced he at first seems to be, the man is quite the mystery that she is looking forward to unravelling in the hours to come.<br/><br/>"Turn around," he ordered calmly, "so that I can get you properly outfitted."<br/><br/>For a few heartbeats she remains still and then she turns around slowly, one hand reaching out to a nearby rack to pick up a large knife with an edge that seems to be recently honed to perfection. Her hand grips the hilt like it is an old lover, no flashy movements just the calm reassurance that comes from familiarity and love. He can see her face reflecting in the blade when she holds it up to press the cold steel to her lips before turning around again, there is a new feral look to her. A look much like when she threw him across the room earlier.<br/><br/>“No, I didn't mention blood. Why do you like that? I don't mind helping you shed some ...”<br/><br/>Her words trail off as the cold blade is slowly trailed across his cheek, she trusts that he isn't dumb enough to make any sudden moves. If he does she will yank the blade away instantly so he doesn't hurt himself, but it is all a test. If she is to put herself in his tender or not so tender mercies she needs to know if he will trust her in return. So the curved tip of the blade slowly trails a faint red line across his cheek, not hard enough to draw blood not yet anyway but enough to just cut the uppermost layer of his skin.<br/><br/>“Blood is, such an interesting liquid wouldn't you say? So rich, so tasty. To see it gush from an opponent on the battlefield, to lean down and drink it straight from their body as they draw their last gasp of air. To claim their strength, to honor their bravery. Will you do the same? Will you let me?”<br/><br/>One can be forgiven for thinking she is all but proposing to him due to the intensity of her words, of course if she really was there would be lots more splinters flying in the air and lots more broken bones. Besides, he hasn't quite earned that kind of trust yet but when he doesn't flinch away her lips break out into the most dazzling smile. It is quite charming in a slightly disturbing way due to her sharp tusks and the words she just uttered.<br/><br/>“You are brave, for a human. Blood tends to, how shall I put this. Put an orc into a strange mood. Heat, is perhaps the best word in your language but I trust you.. for now. Just know you just upped the stakes for out next meeting quite abit, if I where you.,. I would stock up on healing wares.”<br/><br/>With a wink she twirls the blade around her fingers and extends it to him hilt first, her eyes never leave his even as he takes the blade from her. If he pays attention he can note that as he does the blade almost effortlessly slices through her palm letting a rich swell of blood well up and the wound closes just as fast as it is made. She turns back around again presenting her back to him and playfully flexes her muscular behind at him.<br/><br/>“Hmm don't worry, as long as you don't disappoint I wont break whatever bonds you wish to put on me.”