Thread: The Scarlet Crossing (DeliciousLust & darjeeling)

Mariko would have found it rather amusing that Aurelia thought she was in danger of offending her. Considering how the monster lacked shame and was fairly open with her sexual pleasures, it might have taken much more to truly anger her. If she had any hidden sensitive buttons to speak of, as most people do, there werent pushed yet. At the very least, she could sense that Aurelia seemed rather uneasy about something. It couldnt be that she found the bakemono revolting, or else she would have been less civil than she was now. However, it was a little fascinating to see someone out of their natural environment in hers. It was difficult to keep an level head in the face of so much blatant audacity that was conducted here. Aurelia was admirable in how she handled herself and it was perhaps all the more reason that Mariko wished to loosen her moral fibres more. It was going to be a challenge, no doubt, but certainly she wasnt going to be shy form the opportunity. At the very least, she could sense that Aurelia sought more answers from her. Collecting candy wrappers is a rather unusual hobby. Not one I would partake in, but that isnt to say that I cant be persuaded. I hope that doesnt mean you cant be persuaded to mine, dear girl. She said with a sly grin on her glossy crimson lips, they were sensuous and enticingly lewd by intention. In part, Mariko did find pleasure in her little hobby beyond having her sexual needs sated. Yes, that was a large part of it, but there were many perks. There was all of this lust and want that was directed to her, which in turn gave the bakemono some semblance of control over these men and the occasional women that visited her den. It seemed Aurelias little friend was rather envious of the attention that she was receiving. Men were still ogling and pleasuring themselves, despite her taking a break from sex. She had become an object of desire to them and it seemed her presence alone was drive them into lust and drop all pretenses of shame. Mariko did indeed exercise more direct control over her power, making it anything more than just something she perceived at the moment. There was a sharp gaze given to Hunter to stop annoying her current person of interest, Mariko was a little hurt that she didnt choose to join her on the platform, even for just conversation. One of the men was about to reach his climax and was typically given free reign to share that with her, she gave him a glare to dissuade him from doing that in front of her. Sometimes what people say is true, but it takes a certain coaxing to bring it out to light. There was a glint in her eyes as she looked over her little den and the company they shared at the moment. It does help to have the right venue to express it too sometimes. They say that my people are primal and vicious , despite acting as civilized as your kind. That isnt to say that they arent completely incorrect. What I do here is certainly primal and I love sating that call however possible. My blood tells me that I am of the ripe age to mate, why not indulge myself in that very call until I find my match. Or even after that... She giggled with a dark edge to it as she oozed keep words. Her reptilian golden eyes found their way directly to Aurelias eyes once more. She sighed softly at Aurelias rejecting of her offer. Thats shame, but I dont think youll ever know until you try. Its no doubt that you have something in your blood. Maybe its silly of me, but I thought it would be a little... romantic ...that I found a kindred spirit. My kind arent as primal as I am, at least, they wont admit to be. You have potential. Her tone was a little teasing at that, not wanting to let up the possibility that she could be turned into a person that was much more daring than she was now. It might not be evident at first glance, but as the conversation with the bakemono prolonged, Aurelia might have noticed something with the monsters teeth. They were straight and flat, like a human, but had a jagged edge to them. Her canines were notably longer and the back row of teeth looked the most wicked and sharp. It was a good reminder of the carnivore diet of her kind, setting them apart from humans. When it came to elegance and composure, that was a trait that the bakemono prided herself to being capable of. A harlot neednt be a social wreck all the time. Seeing the lustful company she favoured and the ill-reputable establishment she was in, there wasnt exactly much she had to do to elevate herself. By the local standards, she might have been a proper queen. If a proper queen stooped low to cater to her subjects needs, that is. Aurelia , thats a lovely name. Its great to have you here. I was beginning to think I was going to get dicks all day. Youre a delightful breeze of fresh air, in a sex den. When it came to tattoos and piercings, Mariko didnt shy away from them. She wasnt exactly covered in them, but had thought to experiment with every combination in her lifetime at least. Her kind did age slower than humans, so she thought that was a real possibility and she could stand to be patient. That didnt factor in the tattoo on her chest though, and it was done at a time where she thought she should be open with her relationship. Still, it looked wicked enough to keep and she could make up stories about it whenever people asked questions. Not many did. Yes, I am from this town...at least, I am now. I immigrated here two years ago to continue with my studies. I must say, those continue in a different way here. Her waggled brow coated that in a suggestive manner. She then placed her clawed hands at the tops of her breasts, tugging the material of her shirt more to expose the tattoo in question, which said Akina in reality. For that moment, the tattoo on her wrist became more visible, seemingly a swirl of ghastly faces of spirits circling each other. Oh, this little thing? Its a little poetry meaning 'blooming spring', that is to say that my flowers are always lively and moist, my petals are open and for the taking.