<br/><br/><strong>Zae'el Ras'kar</strong>(https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=267118.msg13175981#msg13175981)<br/><em>Tiefling Monk lv. 1</em><br/><br/><strong>Location</strong>: Emperor's Flagon<br/><strong>Tagging</strong>: everyone, Aelen, Lhii, Andrea, Tictic<br/><hr/><br/>Zae'el smiled at Andrea and leaned in to give him a small side hug as he greeted him, seeming to pick up on his meaning intuitively despite his soft voice being lost among the din of the bar. The feathery haired shaman was in many ways a lot like him, coming from their homelands to explore and spread their teachings. Though from what he understood Andrea's was a more willing expedition than his own. Still there was a small bit of unspoken kinship he felt with him in particular, and as such he offered the wine bottle to him first and foremost, "Ah Andrea, here, please help...what is the saying? 'validate my purchase'?..."  he mused playfully. Though he couldn't help but flinch a bit when the blonde, oddly feral looking woman pointed out the expense of the bottle of wine, "heheh...er, 'worth every copper'?" the boy mused, mirroring what his most recent "acquaintance" had told him upstairs. The pale tiefling blushed a bit with the way she stared at him, at his horns. Despite how rare and unique his pale form was, even amongst other tieflings, Zae'el had spent most of his life in a sheltered monastery, surrounded by the same people all the time, and thus had not experienced being stared or gawked at until he had set out into this land, it was still a bit strange to him. He also did not have much experience dealing with women, which probably seemed odd considering the...<em>daintiness</em>his comrades. They were all beautiful and feminine sure, but not actual women. Years being raised by his masters spoke of women in equal parts as if they were goddesses to be revered and respected, and walking manifestations of temptation and lust that should be carefully avoided. When you were raised with the idea that you were probably never going to speak to a woman it left one understandably hindered when that time actually came. As such Zae'el was left kinda sitting there awkwardly, giving the blonde woman a small smile and awkward little wave of his fingers.<br/><br/>A welcome, if not a bit patronizing, distraction came in the form of Aelen offering to feed him his stew, "I'm fine actually I just-..." he started to say, cut off as Aelen started comparing the spoonful of stew to a wagon, even going so far as to make weird noises with his lips that were decidedly NOT wagon-like. The tiefling furrowed his brows a bit at the elf's antics, "Aelen I'm not a fool. That's obviously not a wagon! It's clearly a spo-mrghmm..." the boy started to protest, but in the process left his mouth open long enough for the noble elf to shove the spoonful right into his mouth. The monk squirmed a bit at first, mumbling unintelligibly around the spoon, but eventually relaxed as the flavor seeped over his tongue, the boy's lips slurping tightly around the spoon as Aelen pulled back to make sure he got every drop. Zae'el let out a small sigh, then seemed to relent, smirking a bit to himself as he submitted to Aelen's silliness, leaning forward and opening his mouth wide for the other male, his tongue hanging out in a way that was not intentionally lewd, but was still undeniably sexy, the sight of the tiefling with his mouth wide open getting fed meat by another man looking about as natural as a bird flying or a fish swimming.<br/><br/>He allowed himself to be fed several more bites, giving a few appreciative moans as he did. However as he was chewing his most recent bite the boy's eyes flickered open in what must have been surprise, "hmmmm..." he hummed, and without warning suddenly closed the distance between himself and Aelen and caught the boy's lips in a sultry kiss, his tongue invading the elf's mouth and transferring a juicy piece of meat to him as their soft lips smacked together lewdly. Of course even after feeding Aelen<em>his way</em>Zae'el held the kiss for a little bit longer, enjoying the lingering tastes of wine and meat and Aelen's tongue, the tiefling's own tongue just as nimble and well trained as the rest of his body, "mmwuh!..." he panted, finally breaking the kiss, licking his lips slowly and taking another sip of wine straight from the bottle, "Sorry, there was a particularly tender piece of meat, and I figured it'd only be right that you got to have it...it is your stew after all..." he cooed, though the look in the tiefling's eyes suggested that might not be the only tender piece of meat Aelen would be free to gobble up...<br/><br/>Caught up in the "feeding" as he had been, Zae'el hadn't even noticed Tictic had showed up until he spotted him sitting at the table, "Oh Ticky, you're back. How has the job search been going today!?" he asked cheerfully, his mood seemingly lifted up after his "meal" with Aelen. Of course he didn't realize that asking Tictic about his endeavors was probably stepping into sour territory, granted the goblin was so often upset that he probably wouldn't have known how to properly read his mood even if he had been paying attention, "uh...yes, males the lot of us. It seems most people are surprised when they find out" Zae'el said, even he had to admit it was a bit uncanny, the whole lot of them all boys but any one of them could probably give a fair maiden a run for her money when it came to beauty. Obviously it was something that came in handy back in the monastery, so many other acolytes craving the touch of a woman, and more than willing to go for the second best thing in the form of a lusty tiefling, "Well at the moment the food and wine is probably the biggest thing, though I also come here for the extra coin on occasion" Zae'el explained, not seeming to understand that the question<strong>didn't</strong>mean what drew them to<em>this tavern</em>specifically.<br/>