Thread: The Sharp, The Quick, and The Dead ((Me and ReaperDouble0))))

Trying to not get distracted by her urge to stand up and punch Tomas' face so hard he would fly all the way back to the guild, Lynette Vance, more commonly known as Lyn, staring at the village leader, major, chief or any other title you might wish to give to a person with money and power. Her thumbnails was slowly burrowing themselves in her middle fingers as to distract her from the annoyance that Tomas made her wear after she lost the previous bet. It was humiliating and she knew that he was definitely having fun just by looking. It annoyed her endlessly that she lost to him earlier, but there was nothing to do about it now. She just had to endure through it. The village chief spoke slow. And when I say slow, I mean really slow. He made it seem like he was going to live till he was over a million years old and wanted to pull out the conversation for as long as possible so that he could kill some time as well as to be able to memorize exactly how Lyn's breasts looked so he could fap to it later. Lyn herself was 19, two months from 20 years old. The young female stood about 5'6 foot tall, had a slim, curvy and very pretty body, like most of the female members of Fairy Tail. Her D-breasts held in place by a sky-blue bikini-top with some white stripes. Besides the bikini top, she would normally wear a pair of denim shorts reaching just past her knee's, held in place with a leather belt with a silver buckle. Her hair had an orange tone to it, but in light, it looked more blonde. Her hair wasn't frequently cut and reached her hips, hanging loosely as she never tied it up or something in those lines. Her tattoo was located on her left arm, just under her shoulder. As the village chief finished almost an hour later, Lyn felt like throwing up. She felt so sick from constantly denying her own pleasure for such a long time. Also, the position she was sitting in made it all a whole lot worse. She was sitting in a traditional Japanese way, her heels constantly pushing towards her butt and the not-so-gentle gift from Tomas. When looking down at her hands, she could see that her fingernails had made several marks, even small cuts, on her fingers. None of them were really bleeding, but it was a tad painful to hold around things, or so she guessed at least. Right now, she was hating Tomas so much that if it wasn't for her high competition instincts, she would probably cut him apart on first glance. However, she was going to play fair and swallow her failure for then. It was so annoying that he barely beat her with one takedown. And that very takedown had been 1 inch from her blades as well, so if she had noticed that he was taking aim at the one guy, she would have taken out said guy before he had time to pull the trigger. But no, and there she had been sitting for over an hour with both her pussy and ass plugged as she had to suffer through the vibration while cancelling her own pleasure by distracting herself, while on top of that trying to pay attention to what the chief was saying. Thank you for your help. We'll return back here when the job is done Lyn managed to say, trying to keep as much of her dignity in place. She barely managed to speak without letting out a weak moan, but, she managed to pull it off. She waved the chief goodbye and glared at Tomas to make him come with her as she left the room, heading for the outskirts of the village. At one point, she grabbed around the collar of his shirt and pulled him with her just to move faster. Her hands were trembling and she couldn't stand the people looking at them as they left. Once they were a good 1 000 feet out of the village, Lyn fell down to her knee's on the grassy plain by the side of the road, moaning lightly. I- Fucking hate you- so bad right now... She murmured through her moans. The hour sitting there with the chief was going to remain on her mind forever. The humiliation. Right now, she felt it like she was one level under Tomas, something she definitely didn't like.