Her body felt light, nearly in bliss as Miyuki exhaled after the session of lovemaking among the three. The room smelling of the aftermath, sweat and female scents mixed with the sweet smelling honey of love juices, the darkness only made it all the more sensual, erotic to the bard as she stretched her aching legs. Making love with a male was always the norm for Miyuki, but the occasional female brought a twist to her everyday job as a priestess back home. Just as Velma pleasured her, Sil and Y'lene were a duo whose finesse sent wave after wave of orgasmic pleasure, Miyuki nearly unable to keep up even as she moved in harmony with the two.<br/><br/>Y'lene's explanation of Shoni and Ah'mie was a throwback to religious studies when she was younger, where elder priestesses would take the younger initiates into classrooms and teach them about the different deities and how one might be chosen. Even if Shinano has no specific deities of power, or none that Miyuki chose to follow, she knew how it was to be 'touched' or infused with such a fervent faith that she pledged herself to become a priestess of her shrine, lifting her body for the gods to enjoy through her emotions as customers came by to visit.<br/><br/>Sex in her shrine was not always a weapon. It truly depended on what the priestess would want to use it for, as gaining information through small talk was common among courtesans and geishas but not among the priestesses who served mostly the common folk. Miyuki was subjected to some nobles who spoke freely, but she would choose not to get involved with their politics, instead choosing to seduce them towards the bed, using her mouth to suck the troubles off them rather than engage in a more vocal style. It was not until she went on the road when secrets could be used as weapons, and there were no shortage of men wanting to lay with her through cheap payment or by force. Using such secrets could actually guarantee Miyuki her safety, stopping a would-be rapist moments away by throwing a name or a deed, knowing that her death or obvious wounds on her skin would lead to more questions asked, a little too much drama for a simple romp.<br/><br/><strong>"Of course."</strong>Miyuki replied, her mouth curling into a smile as she sat on the bed, the cooling air wafting along her bare thighs, sending a slight tingling as it met her moist sex.<strong>"Not just as a method of spiritual thanks, but one of physical trust and intimacy. No strings attached, just a touch more than physical... emotional, I'd say."</strong>She continued, reaching for her underwear as she continued to listen. Putting them on could wait.<br/><br/>It was not the first time that Miyuki heard of phrases, that objects which were seemingly not weapons were mightier than actual tools of war. 'Women', 'Love', 'Sex', 'Pen'... These could be considered as weapons in their own right by those who knew how to apply their value correctly.<br/><br/><strong>"So... having something valuable would have much help in seeking an Ah'mite... In a way they might seek the desire of sex and love as a weakness of their companion, a way to draw something of value from them as well. Not just for love, but for business and politics..."</strong><br/><br/>Standing up, Miyuki walked over to the drow, her five feet frame giving Y'lene a soft hug as she nodded, her arms lightly wrapped around the priestess for a moment.<strong>"That helps us a lot. Etron, Sil and I... thank you."</strong>She said, before turning back to reach for her underwear.<strong>"I guess I do have my work cut out then. I'll have to start from the brothels... maybe find a client or two who seemed to have some influence. A male escort, or one of the top female courtesans? I'm guessing that the higher-class pleasure houses would have a couple which I might be interested in."</strong><br/><br/>Dressed up and wiping away most of the drying fluids with a spell and a towel, Miyuki gave her hair a ruffle, tying her robe together as the translucent garment hugged her body, arranging a fold or two so that while most of her underwear blended in with the color, its strings remained exposed at her side, a teasing dare for men to tug at it, only to realise that Miyuki has a specific knot which required much more than a simple pull to undo it.<br/><br/><strong>"I should be going, as I think you might have matters to attend to. Thank you for your hospitality, it is indeed a blessing to know you more."</strong>Miyuki said as she bowed.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">OOC</div><div class="spoiler_body">Miyuki would head to the upper class districts, perhaps visit an inn or a pleasure house where nobles or businessmen would visit.</div></div>