Thread: Decadence (As Day Fades x PixxieGrrl)

The camera followed Octavius to the door, then zoomed past him to peer in through the narrow crack of the door. The bedroom was, by the standards of the Emperor's palace, plainly furnished, just a few amphoras and ferns around the edges, and a massive bed in the centre. On it half-lay, half-sat a fit, handsome young man, completely naked, a look of confused pleasure on his face curiously, a tattoo on his arm marked him as a slave. In his lap was the head of a woman, steadily bobbing up and down, the noisy slurping betraying her purpose. She was naked, long blonde tresses tumbling about the bare skin of her back, ass hiked high in the air and wafting slowly back and forth, immediately obliging a view of a neatly trimmed strip of pubic hair, and two of her fingers casually stroking herself between her thighs. Once more, it did not take long to establish that this was no stylised glamour, but real and unfettered. The shot switched to a second camera, inside the bedroom, from over the man's shoulder. Looking down, the woman's face was revealed to amazed gasps, explosions of Twitter and Facebook comment, and not a little jealousy from the audience at home the beautiful and talented Scarlett Johannson, a well established actress in her own right with serious credentials and just enough of a daring streak to entertain a role like this, had her full lips wrapped around the man's thick shaft, saliva glazing her chin as she slowly bobbed her head up and down on him with rich slurps. Her eyes were half-lidded in pleasure, but as the camera switched they momentarily flashed up, fixing the viewer with a challenging, enticing stare. Another succulent pop sounded as she slowly pulled her lips from him and pulled herself up, replacing her lips with a hand to steadily stroke him, the other hand wiping a trail of thick drool dangling from her chin and seductively licking it up. Sitting upright on her heels, the beauty of her body was on full display, curves fuller than those of Juliana, heavy breasts adorned with small gold nipple rings that caught the light as her shapely frame shifted. Her fingers disappeared again between her thighs while her eyes continued to smoulder at the man, who could only let out another helpless groan of adulation as her skilful hand worked at him. And then, curiously, she looked off to the side where a sudden snap of the camera revealed the second man. He was seated in a chair off to the side. A rival for Caelius in age, his dark hair was flecked silver, and he wore a richly embroidered gown of high status. His attention was understandably glued to the scene on the bed, watching with rapt attention and shallow breath, fingers curling and uncurling around the chair's ornate armrests. He was practically salivating, and as Tatiana locked eyes with him he gave a wordless rumble of delight. She smiled playfully back to him, slowly drawing her fingers from between her legs, and stretching them forward, towards the slave she was straddling, offering him a taste of the visibly dazed digits. He glanced nervously to his master, who nodded greedily at him muscles tensing, the young man sat up slightly and sucked Tatiana's fingers into his mouth, one hand reaching up to grasp her breast as he did so. Tatiana gave an exaggerated moan at this, but her eyes barely flickered already, it was clear who held the real power in this moment. Are you sure you do not wish for a taste? came her sultry whisper to the seated man. Alas, I took a vow of chastity as Pontifex Maximus, he said, providing a neat bit of exposition for those of the audience who hadn't already picked up on his gold sigil of office. The High Priest cannot take a woman to bed, for he must remain true to one woman above all, Rome herself. Tatiana cocked her head, grinning mischievously. But, he can watch? The Pontifex Maximus nodded eagerly. You are a faithful and loyal servant of Rome, she commended him. To go without the touch of a woman's body, of a woman's skin, of a woman's lips. With this, she lowered herself again, the slave's eyes rolling back in his head as her mouth enveloped him once more and slid all the way down until her nose was grazing his washboard stomach. Eyes at home reacted similarly, widening in amazement. Talented actress, beautiful woman and Scarlett could deepthroat! This was going to be the role of a lifetime.