<strong>Janafae Llaeloth</strong><br/><br/>So then, she would be punished...  Of course, Janafae hadn't been expecting any other reaction.  And on the bright side, the punishment was being delayed until after they had finished bathing.  Given the command she had just been given, that left the Anti-Paladin hopeful that she could wiggle her way out of a harsher punishment by doing an exceptional job at her assigned task.  She didn't expect the woman to forget about it entirely, of course, but...  Well, it never hurt to try, right?<br/><br/>Kneeling wordlessly down in the water, positioned directly between Faeremhara's legs, the Anti-Paladin wasted no time in getting started, gripping the woman's legs to hold her steady, leaning forward, and applying her tongue to the skin of the woman's inner thighs.  The dip beneath the water had already washed much of the sweat and other fluids that had built up during the night's entertainments from the Matron's skin, so she instead focused on using slower, more powerful strokes of her tongue to help build up a nice sense of anticipation as she worked her way inwards.<br/><br/>Yes, she was definitely going to go all out on this one...<br/><br/><hr/><br/><strong>Zekolyn</strong><br/><br/>Ah, good, the male was following...  So then, the dragon hadn't missed his mark.  And it seemed the male knew when flattery was appropriate, as well...  However misplaced it might be.  Leading him on to the knight's room, the dragon showed him in, closing the door behind the two of them, then went over to the luxurious cushions that drow used in place of beds and stretched across one, posing provocatively.<br/><br/>Admittedly, he wasn't expecting this to accomplish much.  Unless the man was either some sort of fool, or completely new to life in a noble house, there was little chance that he would be significantly distracted by a scantily-clad female body arranged before him in a way that left little to the imagination.  However, it was also a fact that one wouldn't expect such behavior from a mere servant, so the dragon was at least expecting to get some acknowledgement of his own position out of the act.<br/><br/>Meanwhile, a simple gesture indicated a woven mat that the guard could sit upon, if he didn't wish to remain standing.<br/><br/>"Now then..."  Zekolyn began, once he had made himself comfortable.  "I believe you wanted an audience with Janafae Llaeloth, yes?  I noticed you watching her, and you don't strike me as being stupid enough to just want a peek at her admittedly-ample proportions...  So, to put it directly, who are you, and why do you want from such a 'gifted' Knight of Lolth?"