Day 8 Femboy Taverns Nnn

All characters are OVER 18.

Please excuse my frequent use of the word "boy". This implies "Femboy" or "Submissive Male", not a child or someone underaged.

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This chapter features the following:

Mentions of sex work, mentions of public sexual events, story set up

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Please Enjoy

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"I have a counter agreement. " Twilight said, as Nova shuffled the cards. As the two elvin boys sat at their usual table in the back, the special tablecloth draped over it.

Luca weaved between the empty tables, the short gnomish boy only a head and shoulders taller than table tops. The tavern wouldn't open for another 30 mins, so he did one last check, to make sure everything was just right.

Nova, the silver haired elven boy, chuckled, "And what agreement is that?" He said, splitting the cards with one hand in a small flourish, before riffling them back together, not even looking at his brother, Twilight, who say across from him.

There was a knock on the tavern's front door and Luca, being the closest, moved to answer it.

"Well, taking clients." Twilight said to his brother. The younger Elvish boy was a little nervous speaking his mind, in hopes not to get steamrolled by his brother like usual.

"Sorry, we don't open for another few minutes." Luca said, as he opened the door.

Nova raised an eyebrow at Twilight. "Go on." He said, curious to what he would suggest.

Recognizing the woman on the other side of the door, Luca realized he'd mistaken her for a guest.

Nova's quick acceptance to hear him out, caught Twilight off guard. He expected his brother to be defensive or even offensive. But he never expected him to willingly hear him out. "Well, I um..." The soft elf stammered.

The woman was a guild representative. Luca could tell by her uniform. "Oh, no. I just came to drop these off." She said, handing the half gnomish boy a small stack of papers.

Nova dealt the cards. "I appreciate you being patient with me." Twilight started. "We haven't taken clients upstairs yet. So thank you for that." Twilight knew he had to add sugar before the salt if he wanted to get his brother to hear him out. Butter Nova up.

"Thank you." Luca said, and the woman nodded before he closed back the door.

"And I've been putting a lot of thought into this," Twilight prefaced, "What if we exclusively service high paying clients upstairs." Twilight asserted.

Luca flipped through the papers. Being a tavern, a frequent stop for adventurers, the guild often sent papers to go up on the tavern's cork board. Sometimes it was a mix of bounties, quests and jobs. Sometimes it was big news, official missives, maybe even guild sponsored advertising. Luca walked the papers over to the board.

Nova didn't respond, just examined the cards in his hand, which made Twilight even more nervous. "I'm still not ready to... fully take clients, so maybe we could do like a special on hand jobs and blow jobs, but for guests who really want to shell out gold, then we take them upstairs. Like VIP treatment. I even think some lower paying guests might be willing to pay more for full service. Could make us more money?" Twilight rambled, laying all his cards out on the table.

Luka had grabbed a chair, sliding it up to the board. Hopping up on to it, he began taking down some of the old pages, making space and replacing them with the new ones.

Nova sat in quiet contemplation, his eyes on his cards. Twilight stewed in his seat. "Nova?" The timid elvin boy said.

Moving to pin it up, Luca's eyes scanned one of the pages, reading the text, he realized what it was for. "Oh shoot!"

Nova finally looked up at his brother. "Got any 3's?" "Nova!" Twilight shouted, hating not being taken seriously. The mean spirited elvin boy laughed in response at the flushed look on his brother's face. "Sorry. Yeah whatever. Let's do it." Nova said, "Now you got any threes or not?"

Luca glanced around, before folding the paper and slipping it into his vest. He already started to feel guilty, but knew it was for the best. No one could find out about this. Not yet. He finished putting up the rest of the pages in a rush, and hopped from the chair. Heading back toward the kitchen. But as he passed a table, someone grabbed his arm.

"Luca, what's the rush? Wanna play some cards?" Nova asked, having reached out and grabbed Luca's wrist.

"No, I'm good. Just gotta finish setting up. We open soon." Luca had said, but Nova was more focused on the piece of paper sticking out of the gnomish boy's shirt.

Luca pulled his hand out of Nova's grip, and realized he'd been caught. "It's nothing!" He said, which had just incriminated himself more.

"Let me see! Whatcha got!" Nova said, clambering after Luca, abandoning his card game with Twilight.

"Nova, leave him alone!" The other elvin boy called after the two.

Right before Luca had got to the kitchen, Nova had caught up to him, gripping part of the paper, wrestling the smaller boy for it. "Don't tell me it's some bounty photo you were gonna use for jerk off material." Nova teased.

"Let go!" Luca shouted, trying to fight off the taller boy

And with a stiff arm, Nova pushed off Luca, knocking him to the floor.

"Nova, the hell!" Twilight had said, following right behind the skuffle, he was at Luca's side.

Nova's eyes scanned the page and he raised an eyebrow. "Oh damn. I completely forgot about this."

Helping Luca to his feet, Twilight couldn't help but take a curious peak himself at the flyer. Reading it he immediately became distraught. "No! Why'd it have to be this month!" He said frustrated.

The door to the kitchen opened, as Elenore popped out to see what all the commotion was about. Giving the boy's a quizzical look.

"Luca was trying to hide this." Nova said, handing the paper to Eleanor and walking past her into the kitchen.

"What is it?" Lucky asked, coming over from the kitchen table, where Orion and Quinn sat alone.

"The Harvestfest is next week." Eleanor read, and Twilight let out another groan stepping into the kitchen dejected.

"What's so bad about that!? I love the Harvest Festival." Lucky said, confused.

Orion rolled his eyes, seemingly pissed at Lucky and the news.

"We're doing no nut Novembereth, Lucky." Quinn said softly, as both of the elvin twins joined the boys at the table.

Finally realizing, Lucky pouted.

"How about we not go this year? It would be for the best." Luca spoke up, trying to pitch the idea to the group.

"We have to go." Eleanor said, "It's an important event for the tavern."

"I know. But maybe we just skip this year. With your condition and the challenge, it would be easier to stay. Plus I bet most of the guys wouldn't survive the Harvest fest." Luca explained.

"Hey, speak for yourself!" Orion shouted.

"It would be much easier not to go, but a Lot of deals get made during the Harvest Festival. Not to mention the tavern guild meeting with the merchant Alliance. I have to be there for that." She looked out at the boys and half of them in dismay at the news. "How about we go, and pull back from participating in the festivities." Eleanor suggested, thinking of all the usual Debaucherous acts that went on at The Harvest festival.

Luca took a deep breath. "Fine. But we should set some ground rules." Eleanor nodded in agreement.

Luca turned to the boys. "So that means, no participating in the orgies," there was a groan from the table, "no taking part of any of the sexual contests, -"

"Not even the spanking one?" Quinn had asked.

"Nope, not even that one." Luca continued, "no sneaking off alone," Luca shot Lucky a look, "we should try and stay in small groups. And no harvest bonfire."

His last suggestion caused a small uproar amongst the boys.

"You can't be serious."

"That's like the best part of harvest fest."

"Hell no!"

Even Elenore chimed in. "I think that's a little too far, Luca."

Luca huffed. "Fine, but no sleeping around after. Everyone's got to sleep back at the apartment."

There was another groan from the table.

"Wait, what about the blow job booth." Nova asked.

"We probably shouldn't do the blow job booth this year." Eleanor answered.

"Aww please!" Nova pleaded.

Eleanor gave a disapproving frown. "It always devolves into a huge mess of gangbangs, exhibitions and trains. It'll be for the best if we don't host the booth this year."

Nova slumped in his seat, disappointed at all the potential earnings lost.

"So we're really doing this?" Luca said, looking up at Eleanor.

She shrugged, feeling a bit disappointed herself. "I guess so."

"Yup, next week's fully neutered harvest fest." Orion said, fairly annoyed.