<div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button"> Rolls</div><div class="spoiler_body">Comment: Seductress<br/>Result: 1, 1, <br/>Total: 2<br/><br/>Comment: Dark elf<br/>Result: 6, 5, 6, <br/>Total: 17<br/><br/>Well, at least one turned out okay.  Starting to dislike this particular dice bot lol.  Accidentally made a Rogue check, so went back and corrected it with Dark elf.  Glad I did now though.</div></div><br/>Letting Lulia lead her away, Zerxel smirked, unable to help herself since this had been the hard part, at least for the moment.  Securing at least one reliable sponsor was always tricky, especially if their interests aligned with the contestant's own, but in this, at least to an extent, the Drow had lucked out.  So she let herself enjoy her small victory, while keeping herself aware of the fact she still had to perform for this fiery redhead that literally wanted a piece of her.  Feeding a vampire seemed a small price to pay for her aid in the trials to come, and besides, she hadn't been lying about her interest in the woman.  She'd have seduced her just for their shared enjoyment.  As open minded and forward thinking as Zerxel was, she still enjoyed certain aspects of her race's more prominent features, their open sexuality being one of them.  While she hadn't officially partook of such pleasures outside of the training, and even then she'd kept her purity intact thus far, Zerxel hadn't chosen her combat specialty solely for their uses on the battlefield.<br/><br/>So, once Lulia had set the lighting in the alcove and made her request known, the dark elf's lips, full and as dark as the rest of her, pulled up into a sultry grin.<strong>"Of course mistress.  I'll do my best."</strong>She promised, planning to do just that as she turned to the nearby priest.<strong>"You might want to sit down."</strong>The reason why would become apparent when a globe of impenetrable darkness appeared at the entrance of the alcove, completely blocking all sight in or out of the private booth.  It was both an introduction to what came next, and to ensure that no one could see them besides the Judge of course, and they were only there to ensure nothing untoward happened to her.  Another thought had magical dancing faerie lights forming around Zerxel's hips, her lower arms, and her lower legs, highlighting her in purple and dark blue flames that weren't even warm.  They were a simple illusion, nothing more, but in the darkened room, they cast her shadow across every corner, and made her every movement to follow all the more hypnotic.<br/><br/>At least that's what she was hoping for as Zerxel swung her hips from side to side, her arms crossed over her chest, the sheer silky material hanging from her arms appearing to glow and shimmer in the magical light, as if she were wreathed in flames.  Spinning about so her back was to both Judge and vampire, Zerxel bent back, and back, almost to the point she could kiss the top of Lulia's forehead, her hips still continuing their slow sway to and fro.  Her hands reached up and around for the clasps holding the bra in place, and undid them before standing straight once more, her arms still crossed across her amble chest, and thus holding the bra against her skin as well, but not for much longer.  The sleeves to her costume also fell away, but Zerxel paid it no mind as she slowly revealed herself from the top down, shimmying down one side before doing the other before letting both halves of her top fall to the floor at her feet.  A practiced back step sent both sheer, articles of clothing sliding across the floor, leaving only the magical, undulating lights around her from the neck down, but the Drow had since began on the next part of her dance.<br/><br/>Spinning around once more so her back was to the vampire again, Zerxel brought her arms up over her head and held them there, the rest of her body having since joined in the sway and ebb of her hips.  The magical fearie fires flared brighter for a moment, responding to the increase in their summoner's movements as Zerxel sauntered backwards until she was laying across Lulia's front, her legs parted so her right knee was located firmly between the Drow's shapely thighs.  She'd feel the heat from her core as Zerxel made it a point to rub herself against the vampire's leg in the same slow sway she had been doing this whole time, her hands slowly descending down to stop on the dress that was the only obstacle left before she was fully nude and laid bare before her current Mistress.  As before, the clasps were removed, but she left the dress and their accompanying tear away pants behind across Lulia's lap, choosing to simply step out of them.  A keen observer, let alone a creature of the night, could see the damp spot from Zerxel's arousal, let alone smell it on her no less in Lulia's case as the Drow dropped to a crouch and threw her arms out wide, dispelling both the magical light and her orb of darkness over the entrance of the alcove at the same time before slowly standing to her feet once more.<br/><br/><strong>"I hope that pleased you mistress.  I admit it wasn't my best work, but I still hope it was enough for what you asked of me.  As for where I'd have you take your first taste of my flesh, well, I <em>might</em> have an idea."</strong>She purred this time, and ran her right hand down the front of her body until her fingers rested on either side of her clit, just above the folds of her sex, which save for a single strip of silver hair, was completely shaven.  She wanted Lulia to bite her on either side of her clit, ensuring her tongue and mouth were not just sucking on a vein, but also giving her stimulation at the same time.  Not only that, but Lulia would get a taste of her juices as well, so it wasn't just blood she'd be drinking.  If they did make this a more permanent thing, Zerxel didn't see the harm of treating her to the best of both worlds, so to speak.