Taj and Aero: Advent of the Feather King

Demetri wouldn’t touch the drink in front of him and refused to give it a second thought. He had seen far too many people getting drunk on his home streets and doing nasty, dangerous things. No, thank you. He looked to Rose and actually smiled at her reaction to the liquid. He had never seen such a disgusted look on the woman’s face since he had met her. He had to admit it was kind of amusing. He secretly admired her experimental sips though, as if trying to get used to the drink and knew it would fail.

Ryleon took a sniff of the drink in front of him and sat back with a grossed out look on his face. Though, what was the fun if he didn’t try it? Taking a sip Ryleon pressed the glass to his mouth and gulped back some of the amber color liquid. “This…” He looked at the glass in surprise. “Is…rather good…” He spoke as if he didn’t believe himself and continued to drink the rest of the glass, ready for the next serving.

Tristan was more then surprised at Ryleon as he took a small drink out of his own glass. “Slow down, Cuz, you might get a stomachache and we don’t need to end up cleaning the bar of your innards.” He laughed taking another drink. He looked to Demetri and then Rose and a sly look came over his face. He nodded his head in Roses’ direction. “Since the two of you can’t seem to have fun why don’t you get our rooms together?” He said in as emotionless of a voice as possible, trying to make it sound like a serious suggestion.

Oriana took a sip of her drink, set it back down and then repeated the process. It wasn’t a great tasting drink like her brother made it out to be. It burned all the way down to her toes. At Tristan’s suggestion she shrugged, pulling out some coins from the bag and handing them to her. “Why not? You won’t miss anything and perhaps you can get some well needed rest.” She said kindly. Tristan had to turn himself around to keep from laughing, as this plan seemed to be working out perfectly for him. Oh Rose, you got so embarrassed so easily. He had no worried that Mr. Doom and Gloom would do anything to her.

Demetri looked to Rose and stood immediately. “Can we?” He almost pleaded, wanting to get away from the noise of the day and get some needed rest in a comfortable bed for the night. It was an odd thought to be sleeping in a bed but he was sore and had no want to sleep on the roof this night.

Tristan didn’t wait for Rose and Demetri to leave before hooking an arm around Ryleon and ushering him towards the bar. He mentioned for his brother to follow as they sat on the bar stools. “So you like the alcohol hm, Ryleon?” He ordered another one for his cousin and watched him down it. “Great chance to get him loosened up eh?” He whispered to his brother with a grin as he took a gulp of his own drink.

Oriana suddenly found herself alone with Alex as she took another sip of her drink. She had completely wiped the incident of him grabbing her rear end a few nights ago and was back at a comfortable albeit suspicious stance with the man. She leaned in her chair eyeing him.

She had managed to down half of her drink, and thinking that she was more susceptible to the alcohol than she figured that she would be, Rose didn't think twice when her head began to fell kind of fuzzy. She giggled at Tristan's proposal that she and Demetri share a room for the night, then giggled more when Oriana agreed. Feeling quite warm she stood and with a delightfully absent smile plastered on her face, she accompanied Demetri up to the room after the big man had gotten the key from the keeper. Once up there she began to note that her clothes were rather itchy and stuffy. Looking once at the bed, she made another disgusted face and stretched, feeling suddenly energetic despite the long past couple of days that she'd had. "Mmmm, Demetri, I'm so prooooud of you. You got into the city and everything!" She smiled at him brilliantly, stripping off her elbow-high gloves and tossing them on the floor.

Inside, Ilario was bursting with laughter, taking sips of his own mug and joining Tristan on the bench on the other side of Ryleon, watching the boy eagerly go through his share of booze. It surprised him that Rose could get so drunk so fast on so little alcohol, but chalked it up to the girl being extraordinarily skinny and certainly no connoisseur of beer to boot. "Great chance indeed." Ilario whispered back to his brother with a grin. "Maybe we'll take you out and go exploring the city a bit, eh?" He said with a laugh, knocking back a generous gulp of his own drink.

For a few moments, Alex simply watched as Oriana examined her beer, drank it, then put the glass back down and repeat the process, then noticed that she was staring at him intensely. He took a swig of his own mug of brew, mentally commenting on how low-class the stuff was before meeting her gaze and sharing in the stare-off. "Fair lady, normally I would not inquire as to why one so beautiful as yourself has taken such a strong interest in me, but this is most unusual. Normally, I am the one doing the ogling, and you should be the one asking what has possessed me to stare so." He offered her a charming smile, swirling the amber liquid around a little. "However, seeing as it is you, I must ask; am I truly that devilishly handsome that I have captured your attention so thoroughly?"

Demetri walked up into the room with Rose and closed the door behind her, locking it to ensure no trouble makers would come up and well…cause trouble. He double checked the window and then put the key to the room in his pack as he set it on the far side of the room. Demetri took up a chair near the bed and examined her. It seemed like something was wrong with her. He stood up and put a hand to her head, looking concerned. Her face was a bit red but nothing more. He could have sworn she did not drink enough to get this tipsy but who knows? “Thank you…” He accepted her compliment sitting back down in the chair.

Ryleon was probably on his third glass when suddenly he went rather still, staring at his mug. “I want to go outside. Now.” He demanded of the twins, setting a dark glare on them both. Tristan looked to his twin, confused by the sudden chance in attitude of their cousin but figured he finally might not be able to keep down his drink any further and made his way outside.

Oriana by this time had finished her drink and a light red stain was on her face. Being so little, alcohol went straight through her system and was starting to take its effect. She turned her head, refusing to meet his eyes anymore at his question. “If your good looks really did that to me, it would have been done long ago.” Her words were slightly slurred as she spoke and a glazed look was setting in her eyes.

"Mmm, no thank you." Rose replied with a small giggle, still incredibly irritated with how her perfectly good clothing had suddenly gotten all hot and hard to handle. For whatever reason, she was feeling incredibly happy. She should have been tired and even exhausted, but this was not the case. With a little working she got the buttons to her out coat undone and sighed with relief when she shrugged the garment off. This left her in her pants and a thin top that hugged her bust without straps to hold it up. "I didn't really wanna sleep alone to night." She confessed, going for her boots and removing those next, adding them to the clothing pile on the floor.

Having a small chuckle at what he assumed would be the result of Ryleon binge drinking, Ilario helped the younger man out the door along with his twin. "Feel like puking your guts out? Tell you what though, for a teetotaler, you knocked back quite a lot." With a hearty grin, Ilario patted his cousin on the back, having very little regard for what was actually happening to the young man.

That fast? Really? The women of this family couldn't handle alcohol at all, could they? A small smile replaced his former grin and Alex waved down the bartender, ordering Oriana another drink. He was certainly not above getting women drunk in order to weasel information out of them, which is precisely what he planned on doing with Oriana. Although he would have to be careful himself… he wasn't in the best of drinking shape at the moment either. "Oh? So then you do recognize that I am devilishly handsome. Pray tell then fair maid, what is it that keeps you so distant?"

Demetri shifted in his chair, feeling slightly uncomfortable with all the clothing Rose was taking off and it didn’t help that his gaze shifted to her chest. He hadn’t looked at her like this before and that only added to his discomfort. “Well I wouldn’t mind sleeping by the door.” He offered, standing as he started to make his way over there. It felt better for him to keep his eyes off the woman anyway. Perhaps some space would help too.

Ryleon let the twins help him out of the bar and then stood on his own. Suddenly and out of nowhere Ryleon brought his fits up and began whaling on the twins. “Do you even know how annoying you two are?! I know it was you with all your pranks on Rose! GOD DAMN YOU ARE ANNOYING!!!” He screamed as he continued his assault. And he wasn’t the type of drunk you would normally think. His fists were sure and strong making sure to hit as much of his target as possible.

“Oh shit!” Tristan got his square in the jaw and couldn’t help laugh despite his fear of the newfound anger. “Run for it!” He called to his brother taking his chance to run down the street as fast as his drunken legs would carry him. He was lucky he could hold his alcohol and had not got too much of the stuff down his gullet before Ryleon told them to go outside.

Oriana took the drink that was in front of her and began drinking it without hesitation. “Keeps me distant?” This time she laughed, though it sounded slightly bitter. “It’s not /my/ fault you treat me like a damned horse.” She snorted downing more of her drink, as the dark stain on her face grew even redder as the more she drank.

A frown stole over Rose's face for a brief second, biting her lip and watching Demtri as he walked away. She felt almost upset, illogically so even, and wanted to go over there and drag him back for that same illogical reason. With a loot of determination on her face, Rose walked over to Demetri's side and clamped her small hands around his forearm, pressing the length of her body against him. "You're too much of a gentleman!" She cooed, snuggling up against him, her hands gripping him hard enough that escape wasn't going to be an immediately available action. "Mmm, you're gorgeous, did you know? Your eyes are just so… so-!" Apparently she couldn't accurately describe just what his eyes were like, so instead Rose decided that she would slip her hand under his shirt and rub her palm over his stomach. "-and you're just so handsome everywhere else too."

*~*

The first whack was a complete surprise for Ilario. He couldn't help but to stare at Ryleon unbelievingly until he got punched in the face again by the boy and that's when it sunk in. Their little completely harmless cousin was a total beast on alcohol. "God damn!" He cursed, taking off after Tristant, spreading his wings to get into the air and away from their enraged cousin. "I didn't know he could punch!" Ilario called, glancing behind him once to see how close Ryleon was tailing them. It was scary how accurate he could be, even when completely plastered.

*~*

"A horse…?" Alex asked, examining Oriana carefully. "Why a horse? Why not… I don't know, something else?" that doesn't smell like a barn, preferably… Who in the world had told her that he saw her as a horse? For a second he felt a little angry at the insult, then sat back and wondered why. What did it matter, other than foiling his own plans to try and win the girl over?

Demetri was a little more then shocked when Rose snuggled up to him. He figured the woman had some sort of attraction to him but never before had she shown it so adamantly. "Rose?" He asked, a slight quiver to his voice. He nearly jumped out of his skin when he felt her hand go under his shirt and he ended up sliding back until he was against the wall. "W-What are you doing?!" He asked trying to pull the material of his shirt back down as he pushed her hand out from underneath it. There was no possible why that such a small amount of a drink could effect someone like this, right?

~*~*~*~

"GET BACK HERE YOU COWARDS!" Was what Tristan heard after his brother had caught up to him. "Dude, Ilario! He is fucking crazy!" He laughed, trying to fly as fast as possible once he saw that not only was his cousin stronger while drunk but was also an insanely fast flyer. "How?!" He asked pumping his wings as fast as they would take him. Looking down to find something, anything to keep their cousin from pounding their faces in, Tristan pointed down to his brother. "Clothes lines!" He swiftly dipped down in between the lines, weaving in and out.

Ryleon, being drunk that he was would not be able to dart through the clothe lines like this cousins and was soon tangled in a few of them. "YOU BASTARDS! YOU WILL DIE FOR THIS!" He screamed, as he flailed around.

~*~*~*~*~

"You /buy/ horses Alex, duuuuuuuuhhhhh!" Oriana said as if it were common knowledge as she knocked back the rest of her drink. Suddenly she looked down in her lap as a sad expression came over her face. She was silent for a long moment when a soft smile replaced her frown. "It's too bad this horse actually likes you." She gave a frustrated look with her smile as she rubbed a hand on her head. "Oh well, you are an asshole anyway." She stated the logic to herself as she looked around the room. A man to her left caught her attention and she stood, locking her gaze onto him like a hunter who had found its prey. "Stay." She wagged a finger at Alex and made her way to the man.

"Hey there…You look awfully tasty…Wanna get married?" Oriana flung herself over his shoulders, rubbing her chest against his back and purring like a cat. The man on the other hand might have had a light blush on his face but the stupid grin could hardly be missed. "I don't see why not doll!" He said turning to see who he actually agreed to marry. He couldn't say he was disappointed.

"I'm trying to undress you!" Rose yelled back with the slightest hint of a slur, her face totally straight. She tangled her fist in his shirt, tugging on it weakly after he had disengaged her hands from underneath the clothing. Again she pressed her body against his, slowly swaying back and forth and laying her forehead against the broad expanse of his chest. "How do you stand it…?" She asked, her voice quivering. "It's so hot in here…" Rose took a couple of steps back, her hands dropping to the waist of her pants. With an incredible show of dexterity given her inebriated state Rose unbuttoned her pants and wiggled out of the garment, flicking the discarded material off to the side with a flick of her foot. "You too!" She said, her hands darting forward in an attempt to get the buckle of his pants off. "I don't want to be alone."

*~*

"I know!" Ilario called back quickly, astounded that Ryleon could not only keep up, but was gaining on the two boys. He was laughing nervously as well, and when Tristan pointed out the clotheslines, Ilario made for them quickly, diving in and out between hanging wet clothes, only catching on a blanket with his wing once. When he noticed that their insane cousin wasn't able to follow them anymore, Ilario took position on a nearby roof, rubbing his sore jaw. "What do we do with him?" He asked, gesturing to Ryleon's struggling form.

*~*

There was a split second after Oriana's accusation where Alex felt offended, perhaps even a little guilty, but it was soon gone, replaced with an uncomfortable silence on his part when no witty banter quickly sprang forth to counter her statement, or at least soften the blow. When she gestured for him to stay put, he did, watching with a little less than an amused look as she excused herself from the table and draped herself over some scummy looking man. Immediately he was on his feet and paced around behind Oriana, throwing his arm around her waist and letting the man know beyond a shadow of a doubt that she was most certainly not to be married any time soon with a deadly glare. "Now now Oriana, don't bother the poor man. Come on, we'll get up to the room."

If Demetri hadn't felt his heart beating out of his chest, he now felt it hammering within him. His eyes could only watch as Rose slowly removed her pants and tossed them across the room. And to make matters worse he started to have trouble with his one-eyed monster down south. He crossed his legs just in time before Rose had made her way back to him to undo his own pants. He grabbed at her wrists as his eyes went wide. "I-I don't think we need to do that! I'm right here, no need to feel alone, right?" He tried to combat her logic, but he was unsure how well it was actually going to work.

~*~*~*~*~

Tristen landed next to his brother, rubbing at his own sore face and shrugged. "I doubt he will stay there all night or I'd suggest leaving him." He watched with amusement as his cousin struggled violently against his restraints.

Ryleon eventually did come free from the wires and garments falling the rest of the way to the ground and landing hard with a few shirts and blankets to pile on him. "DAMNIT! IT'S REALLY DARK IN HERE!" He flailed around some more before he became free of the garments and his head made contact with a rather large pole. "OH! THINK THATS FUNNY ILARIO?!" He raised a fist and began wailing on the pole that he had thought was his cousin.

Tristan was in stitches at this entire thing. "He thinks it's you!" He laughed, slapping a his knee hard as he tried to regain control over himself. "He is gonna break his hand too…!"

~*~*~*~*~

Oriana squeaked as Alex took her away from her husband to be and set a pout on her face. "But Alex! We were having so much fuuuunnn! Right?!" She asked the man and smiled at his nod, even though it was hesitant from Alex's glare. Oriana wiggled free from Alex and quickly removed her shirt holding the material high in the air as cheers erupted in the room. "Whoo!!" She screamed, seemingly happy of their responses.

Rose pouted, tugging weakly at Demetri's hands, trying to twist her wrists from his grip. "But I'm the only one without pants oooooooooon." She moaned, thrusting her body against his in vain when struggling in the opposite direction didn't work. "At least take your shirt off." She pleaded, a low moan of protest issuing from her throat. She tried twisting her hands a little more to try and get them lose and brushed against the front of his pants. Her eyes went wide and the cattiest of smiles began to take over her face. "Oh!" Rose squeaked, her fingers playing with the new toy she had found.

*~*

Ilario couldn't help but to laugh along with his brother, bursting out into hysterics when Ryleon began punching the pole like mad in his drunk stupor. "Oh well, if he breaks his hand, we can always have Rose sing him better." He wiped a tear from his eye, unable to stop the massive grin that had spread over his face. But damn that boy could fly when he was drunk! And hit, too. Where was all that rage when he was sober? It could actually help in a fight.

*~*

Alex could only gape when Oriana took off her shirt, completely caught off guard by the spontaneous action. Then his brain kicked back into gear and he wrapped his arms around her chest, lifting her up enough that he could carry the girl up the stairs. "Yes, this would most assuredly be a good time to leave the scene…" He muttered to himself. "Lets go upstairs and have fun, hm?" He asked, trying not to get too excited by the fact that he hadn't even tried and Oriana had taken her clothes off. Without the baggy man clothes he could certainly appreciate her form better, and it took some mental schooling to ignore her breasts pressed against his arms as he carried her up the stairs.

Demetri felt so helpless to stop Roses' moans and pleas as she fought against his hold. In honesty he was glad that she didn't have her full strength. What turned everything upside down for him though is when Rose had found the buldge in his pants and began to rub on it despite his hold on her. He couldn't help the groan that came from his parted lips as his face went a dark cheery red. "Rose!" He pulled her hands up and away from his pants holding them in mid air away from anything of the sort. "Please! Get yourself together!" He pushed her away gently and lept across to the other side of the room, not thinking about the fact he was now farther away from the door.

~*~*~*~*~

Tristan nodded, agreeing with his brother's statement and then sat himself down on the roof top. "Might as well make yourself comfortable. I doubt he will be finished beating the shit out of you for awhile now." He snickered as he looked around the street.

To his surprise he caught a familiar sight wondering about the streets and a grin spread across his face. "Oi, Ilario! I think that's Isthena!" He stood back up from where he was sitting and carefully picked his way across the roof tops to keep from Ryleon noticing him.

~*~*~*~*~

"Ep!" Was all Oriana could get out before Alex had taken her up the stairs and away from her cheering fans. "Fun eh?" She purred, rubbing her chest on his as much as she could. Once in the room Oriana freed herself from Alex once more and stretched her arms over her head feeling her breasts bounce as she did so. She sat on the bed and looked around the room. "What fun is this?" She fidgeted, turning a bored look on Alex. She took a look at her shirt for a moment and then casually tossed it aside, thinking she wouldn't need it anymore.

"Whadda you mean?" Rose asked, cocking her head to the side and giggling. "I didn't know you could move so fast." She took a couple of steps toward Demetri, stopped, and frowned, looking down at herself. "How do you stand it?!" She suddenly asked in a most accusing tone. She gestured to his shirt, then to hers, looking very put out. "It's so hot and stuffy in here!" she appeared to practically be on the verge of tears, and with no more warning as to what her plan was, Rose took firm hold of the hem of her shirt and practically ripped it off, a sigh of ecstasy leaving her lips once the material was gone, which left her in her panties. "Better. You've got to be hot in all of that Demetri!" She practically leapt on him, flaring her wings slightly so that she collided head on with the poor man. Her hands gripped his shirt and tugged the material over his head, attempting to get it off his shoulders with a little difficulty. "Don't be shy! I've seen you shirtless before!"

*~*

Ilario snorted, wondering when it would be that Ryleon realized he was punching a pole and not a fleshy human being. For a moment he was a little jealous at how completely wasted the boy was, but perked up immediately at the mention of his mistress from the town back. Following Tristan, Ilario spotted the well endowed woman and her companion, Solaria. "You're right! I think that's them too. What do you think they're doing here?" He asked with a raised brow.

*~*

It took a fair amount of self control to retain a calm expression and look at Oriana's face instead of her chest, but given Alex's amount of training in the department, the show could have been expected. "Well, it's plenty of fun. You, me, and a very bouncy bed. Care to dance?" It was getting harder to not look down, but Alex steeled himself. It was far too easy to take advantage of a drunk woman, after all. Hardly any fun to the ordeal and not very satisfying as a result. But playing with her certainly wasn't below his dignity.

Demetri turned his head as soon as he saw her remove her shirt. This just wasn't right! Though, he wonder himself how much any one man could really take of such torture. He only regretted his decision to turn his head when suddenly he found Rose literally right on top of him and before he could object he found his own shirt off. "Rose!!!" His brain raced at a million miles per hour trying to think of something to keep the girl from going any further. With only one plan of action in mind, Demetri used his greater amount of strength to push Rose back and then onto the bed. He laid on top of her and pinned her wrists down above her head. "I'm sorry Rose but I don't know what else to do!" Sadly this wasn't helping him at all. It was hard not to feel her breasts against his chest or any part of her soft skin under him. He groaned again.

~*~*~*~

Tristan grinned at his brother. "Lets go find out. Ryleon isn't going anywhere any time soon." He grinned opening his wings and flew down in front of the Elven girls. "Well, well, what a pleasant surprise to be meeting you ladies again so soon." He offered a half bow to them both as he kept a grin on his face.

Isthena was slightly surprised herself to see the twins in front of her but gave a wicked smile to Ilario. "Well well…How nice indeed." She purred like a cat. "Seems you boys left a rather large sum of money behind in that house so we thought to clean up for you." She looked back to Solaria. "Though things got a bit messy so we left." She put a hand on her slender hip as she eyed the two content with her explanation, obviously happy with seeing them.

~*~*~*~

Oriana suddenly had a cat like grin on her face as she laid down and moved all the way over on the bed. "That does indeed sound fun." She conceded patting the bed as a salutarily look came over her. She waited until he laid down next to her and she took her time running her hands over his chest. Satisfied with her exploration Oriana began to nuzzle his neck lightly. Within a span of a minute of her no longer moving Alex would be able to hear her sounds of slumber. She finally couldn't take being awake any longer.

Rose giggled when she hit the bed and arched her back into Demetri, wiggling around beneath him. "Demetriiiiii!" She giggled, pulling out the syllables of his name in a moan. "It's so hot under here! Let me up!" She flexed her hands and tried to turn them in vain. Though probably scared out of his mind, Demetri was still far stronger than the slip of a girl wiggling around underneath him. She struggled for a few minuets more, then something caught her eye and she stopped. "Oh! I got your shirt off?" A huge smile was plastered over her face now as if realizing that not all of her struggling had gone to nothing. Rose arched her neck a little and kissed Demetri right below his collarbone.

*~*

Even though Ryleon was an incredible source of entertainment at the moment, Ilario couldn't help but to agree with his brother when he went for the girls instead. You could only watch a drunk man punch an inanimate object for so long, after all. "It's too bad that you had to leave." Ilario chimed in, miming the tipping of a hat to the two girls. "But it is very nice to see you again." Without even bothering to hide it, Ilario's gaze dropped to Isthena's mostly exposed cleavage.

Solaria smiled and offered a curtsy in turn, flaring her skirts as she did so. "Indeed, but, we will find ourselves in a much better position upon returning to Didienne once all of the nasty bits blow over, as they surely will." She smiled at Tristan, walking to his side and gently laying her hands on his forearm. "Do you boys have some free time? We're still incredibly grateful for the service that you've done for us."

*~*

"Really?" Alex asked of himself with a sigh when Oriana seemed to just suddenly pass out. He rubbed the bridge of his nose with his free hand, feeling sort of defeated with the turn of events. Experimentally, he poked one of her breasts and when she didn't wake up he sighed again and went about the task of kicking off his boots without waking Oriana up. She was going to kill him anyway when she found out what had happened in the morning, especially if she remembered her admission about liking him. So, might as well get what he could out of the situation. Blowing out their bedside candle, he maneuvered himself into a more comfortable position and simply drifted to sleep, his arm around Oriana's waist.

Demetri could only hope that sleep would soon be in Rose's future but at this point that didn't seem possible. He kept his head turned so as not to look into the girl's pleading eyes. He was slightly amused though when he heard Rose finally realized she had taken his shirt off. The amusement didn't last long though as he felt her lips against his skin. "Rose…" He pleaded for her to stop. He couldn't do anything in his current position or her hands would get free and who knows what she would do then.

~*~*~*~

Isthena moved her way over to Ilario and ran a delicate hand up and down his chest. "Indeed, we would love to continue to repay you." She purred, leaning in so her chest would rub up against his shoulder. Tristan smiled at Solaria and then to his brother for a moment. He thought about Ryleon and hung his head in defeat. "Our cousin is currently drunk out of his mind, and I think it unwise to face his sisters wrath if we lose him." The thought of denying the girls anything disappointed him greatly but the pain Oriana would inflict upon them would be much worse if something happened to Ryleon.

"Hmm?" Rose purred, continuing to kiss around his chest, her eyes drifting closed as she explored his chest, her lips tracing a particularly deep scar. "You're so nice Demetri." She whispered, opening her eyes briefly to see the panicked expression on his face. However, in such a state of mind, she couldn't actually comprehend that he didn't want anything to do with her extreme come on and simply latched her mouth to his left collarbone and started to suck hard enough that it would leave a mark for sure.

*~*

Ilario was enjoying the attention that Isthena was giving him, fully ready to enjoy everything that the two girls were offering when his mood was shattered at the mention of Oriana. Oh, right. She would probably kick their asses if they let Ryleon split his hand open while mistaking a fence post for his face. He heaved a heavy sight and looked long-fully at Isthena's rack then turned to his brother. "We should at least lock the loon up for a night in one of the rooms back at the inn, I suppose."

It was Demetri's turn to wiggle, trying to free his collar bone from Rose's lips but it was far too late. She was sucking hard enough that there would leave a mark no matter what he did now. At least he could hide it under his shirt…If Demetri secretly, deep down, wasn't liking this then perhaps this entire thing would have been delt with easier but that was no simple task to ask of someone. Keeping his grip firm on her arms Demetri dared to look down at the girl. "Rose…Just try to sleep, okay?" He asked in a rushed voice and turned his head away from her once more. It felt like the blush on his face would never go away.

~*~*~*~

Tristan sighed, Yes, I agree." He turned to Solaria and rested a hand on top of her own. "Would you mind waiting about a half hour? We'd be happy to keep you company for the rest of the night." He looked to his brother though he knew that he'd agree.

Isthena stepped slightly away from Ilario and tilted her head, her blonde locks of hair cascading down her shoulder. "I suppose we could wait if we really had to. Though…." A devilish grin spread across her face. "Prepare for some punishment for making us do so. " Isthena stepped back with Solaria and put a hand on her arm. "Meet us back here."

Tristan didn't want to leave their company and gave a heavy sigh and another slight bow to make his exit. "Damn that Ryleon…Why can't he get drunk like normal people…" He mumbled darkly, making his way back over to his cousin. Once they did Ryleon looked like a hot mess. His hair was plastered on his face which gave way slightly to a dark bruise on his forehead from when he smacked into the pole in the first place. Both of his hands were covered in blood and looked broken in several places. He sat against the pole with his head down. "Damn you Ilario…" He mumbled, now far too out of it to yell any further.

Rose stopped giving Demetri his hickey and looked up at him with wide eyes, the smallest of smiles on her face. "Sleep? Why would I want to sleep? I want to have fun!" Rose lifted her lips to his neck and kissed him like she had at his collarbone, at the same tim lifting her leg slightly so that her knee rubbed against the fork in his legs. She moaned into his neck and arched her back, flexing her hands again in an attempt to get out of his grip.

*~*

Reluctantly, Ilario left the girls along with his twin to go find their estranged cousin. He was a little shocked at how badly off Ryleon was by this point and cautiously went over to the boy's side and grabbed one of his wrists to prevent him from flailing around anymore. "Come on Ryleon, let's get you back to the Inn. Rose'll fix you up in the morning." between the two twins they managed to subdue Ryleon and get him back to the inn, guide him to a bed then quickly flee the room before he could retaliate. Once back outside, Ilario was back to his cheery self. "Right, now to go indulge a little." With a knowing grin, he headed out of the inn to go find their favorite pair of ladies.

Demetri sighed, and knew that wasn't going to work but who was to blame him for trying, eh? He groaned as he felt her leg go in between his and nearly let go of her hands when she tried to pull away from them but quickly got back his senses enough to hold her down. Now she was working on his neck?! Without another option left to him, for fear of yet another mark on his body, Demetri moved himself down slightly. "I'm sorry." He mumbled before pressing his lips against her own. If she couldn't keep herself from kissing him and he could do nothing about it, might as well make it a spot on his body that wouldn't leave a mark.

For one blissful second Rose was completely still, shocked by Demetri's kiss. Then she got a hold of herself and closed her eyes, kissing him back whole-heartedly. She arched into him as best she could, straining against his hold on her wrists to get her arms free but still couldn't break his hold. Rose opened her mouth to him, biting playfully at his lip to try and deepen the kiss if she could. Demetri might have been on top, but for all intents and purposes, the little girl he was trying so hard to restrain was calling the shots. She continued to rub her knee against him, her body hot and flustered and needing some kind of physical contact to relieve it.

For one blissful second of his own, Demetri had thought that he had finally subdued the woman. She seemed perfectly still and then was instantly back to rubbing her knee against him and trying to deepen the kiss. Demetri felt himself grow hot from the physical contact and stimulation he was getting but he figured if he could keep it to this he would be able to sleep at night knowing he kept things under control….for the most part anyway. He kept his firm hold over her arms and let Rose deepen the kiss, opening his mouth to her as he closed his eyes. Just make sure to keep hold of her hands…He warned himself.

Rose was thrilled when Demetri opened up to her advances, so thrilled in fact that she couldn't help but to moan into his mouth. Even though Rose was happy that she got her kiss she still felt way too static. She wanted to move, and the only problem with that was that Demetri had successfully cut off any attempts for her to move around. Devoid of the ability to do much more than wiggle under his greater weight, she pressed harder against him with her thigh, grinding against his manhood with a higher intensity than she had before.

Demetri was no god, no man who could take such pleasures and not react to them. Groaning once more and lost in the pleasure Rose was giving him, Demetri had accidentally let go of her hands as he kissed her. His brain was no longer functioning as it should but who could blame him? Once her hands were free something kicked into Demetri that made him realize he was in trouble now and without hesitation, he rolled himself off of her, and onto the floor. His manhood was fully erect and painfully rubbing against the material of his pants. "Damnit all.." He moved back a few inches from the bed, hoping to gain some breathing room away from Rose to calm himself.

Once her hands were free, Rose immediately went to wrap her arms around his neck but suddenly found that breathing was easier with a certain someone not crushing her in a failed attempt to keep her still. Rose blinked like an owl and crawled to the edge of the bed, looking over the side to where Demetri had flung himself, a small smile on her face. "What are you doing down there silly?" She asked, sliding off the bed and walking so that she stood over him and sat herself down on his lap, rubbing her bottom over his front and moaning as she did so, placing her hands on his chest and leaning down over him, her golden locks cascading over her shoulder. "This is better, though." She whispered, her hands kneading the heavy muscles of his chest and dove in for another kisss.

Demetri couldn't even think to stop her kiss as she leaned down, far too preoccupied with her bottom sitting on him. "Rose…" He tried pleading with her again a hint of desperation that he wished wasn't there. It was only going to make it worse. He felt her hot skin, her silky hair, the way she moved on top of him and he just couldn't think. He made a grab at her hands, keeping them on his chest though in his current state he doubted it would really do him any good. She was literally in control and his body was too tight and coiled up to simply move the girl off of him. How long was she going to be like this?!