Thread: Unfolding legends (Sharub x Bravocherry)

As quickly as she hadn't imagined, the lovely key in her hand quickly appeared in his W-what... wait! exclaimed the mare She bit her lip, thinking for a second Darnit. I have never slept with a male and i am unsure about this, but if actually sleep in the comforts of a bed while he sleeps on the floor like an abandoned dog... no... that would be unacceptable for a partner-in-quest. She sighed Look, i don't know if this offends you, but i've promised a bed, and i will not accept my companion to sleep on the rug while i enjoy the comfort of the best inn in the town. I would feel an ungrateful profiteer... plus they've ensured the bed to be extra-large, for your nightly comfort as the matron said... A yawn escaped from her mouth, covering it with the back of her hand I will go upstairs and give a try to those beds they strut themselves for... it has been a long day and tomorrow morning we'll leave early and then gallop for that needy village. We need every moment of rest we can before that. Don't you think? said her while raising to her hooves and placing the chair under the table, hoping that she wasn'd sounding like a commanding one. Still, she moved toward the stairs, where suspicious heart-shaped arrows pointed for the bedrooms, making the whole armosphere starting to be suspicious for Nana, as she noticed that a few of those scantly-dressed maids held hands and smiled with laughing customers, often moving their hands in unappropriate parts without a single complain from those servants. A painting on the wall of the corridor caught her attenction, but she almost chocked when she saw it depicting an elf with a dwarf's cock in her mouth. She gulped and accelerate her pace, reaching the stairs for the second floor, where the corridor was decorated with a vast number of paintings, each and every one of them showing sexual acts without regard of race or class. At the third painting depicting what seemed a commoner giving a coin to a woman leaning over a barrel in a street while his other hand reached for his erection, while the woman smiled and seemed to take the coin, Nana was hit by reality and gasped. ...A BROTHEL! thought her panicking ...t-this inn is a Temple of Veenush! Why did they suggested me this inn, then? immediately her brain showed her again the memory of those laughing commoners suggesting her for a ride there, and the matron giving me the soup for extra energies... ...w-were they suggesting me to... oh... oh no ... no nono... a repetitive sound entered her ears without knocking, with perked ears, she understood thumping sounds against the walls, followed by feminine moans and grunts. She looked the door in front of her room, with the same pattern of hearts over the door, it indicated the room number 23. No. said her gulping, but as she was turning toward the stairs, she saw Bran, calmly passing over the stairs. I cannot tell him that we are in such a demeaning place... oh spirits... what if he discovered this already? Or discovers? Will... will she think that i... oh... no... absolutely not... Nervously, she tried to look comfortable with the place, acting as she had not noticed the paintings and the muffed sounds coming from the rooms around her, even faking a tired yawn Ehm... hehe... here we are, room number 23. she nervously waited for him to reach her as quickly as possible, while from the room near theirs, the thumping sound redoubled, even adding creaking sounds. ...in which situation i've fallen into... thought her, feeling grateful for her furred cheecks to hid eventual blushes of awkwardice. C'mon Bran, open this door already... whispered her.