Easy come and easy go
Pressing into her pillow, cotton strives to stifle the sound that rises at the back of her throat as Colt's hips roll against the bunched up blanket beneath her. Fingers claw at the edges of the cot where her arms are slung overhead, seemingly bound, but her only restraints are how damn specific this bitch of an orgasm is being. It rises up like it means to break, holding fast and drawing a curl up her spine, only to slip back under right when she expects it to surface.
"Come oooooon," she pleads with the bedding beneath her, straining through her thighs as she grinds her clit into the knot of it. Forgoing the leverage of her hands above her, she flips over from her stomach to her back, palm pressing in on herself as her hips sweep up, fingers settling to coax the shy girl out. After a breathless, straining bit of work that leaves her panting, her head tips back, spine bowing up in a seize as the mediocre tumble of pleasure pulses through her. She'll take it.
Dropping back into a spent line and a sweat-rimmed drape in her bed, Colt blows out a forceful sigh. "Fuck's sake, that's getting old." Unfortunately, a tent town in a barely hospitable, dry and dangerous desert doesn't exactly send all the courtesans running, and she's become too aware of how much she took the House of Midnight for granted.
Letting the tingles finish their work through her body and catching her breath back into normal pace, Colt pushes herself up. She pulls on her pants around her legs and gets off the cot, jumping the rest of the way into her pants. She zips them up as her feet step into her boots. Smoothing the frazzled strays of her hair back with a sweep of her hand, she tips her hat onto her head and strolls out of the tent with paper and charcoal in hand. She jots down an official decree as she walks to hand it over, instructing the region to work on upgrades. She can't be the only one enduring a dry spell, and with enough in the desert that tends towards drought, she doesn't need it being everyone's bedroom as well. With enough improvements, she'd make this place a worthwhile stop for all sorts of indulgences.
[FIN]
Hak Etme will do regional upgrades
"Come oooooon," she pleads with the bedding beneath her, straining through her thighs as she grinds her clit into the knot of it. Forgoing the leverage of her hands above her, she flips over from her stomach to her back, palm pressing in on herself as her hips sweep up, fingers settling to coax the shy girl out. After a breathless, straining bit of work that leaves her panting, her head tips back, spine bowing up in a seize as the mediocre tumble of pleasure pulses through her. She'll take it.
Dropping back into a spent line and a sweat-rimmed drape in her bed, Colt blows out a forceful sigh. "Fuck's sake, that's getting old." Unfortunately, a tent town in a barely hospitable, dry and dangerous desert doesn't exactly send all the courtesans running, and she's become too aware of how much she took the House of Midnight for granted.
Letting the tingles finish their work through her body and catching her breath back into normal pace, Colt pushes herself up. She pulls on her pants around her legs and gets off the cot, jumping the rest of the way into her pants. She zips them up as her feet step into her boots. Smoothing the frazzled strays of her hair back with a sweep of her hand, she tips her hat onto her head and strolls out of the tent with paper and charcoal in hand. She jots down an official decree as she walks to hand it over, instructing the region to work on upgrades. She can't be the only one enduring a dry spell, and with enough in the desert that tends towards drought, she doesn't need it being everyone's bedroom as well. With enough improvements, she'd make this place a worthwhile stop for all sorts of indulgences.
[FIN]
Hak Etme will do regional upgrades
Colt
You're the hardest damn easy that I ever did know
Received a Gilded Market wig from Remi that resembles her usual hair and is enchanted to stay on better than most wigs | has a reverse centaur tattoo on her left hand with the legs going down her pointer and middle fingers that looks like this.
