A charismatic smirk came across Aro's face as he stepped back into The Slutty Siren at sundown. The brothel had only become more vibrant with people with the passing of the time. The sleazier men were drunk, and groping any scantily clothed girl who came their way. Most had a woman on his knee, or the male escorts held the female patrons on their laps.
The similarity to the Ripper head base was astounding, yet here the lewdity was tame, and escorts were enjoying themselves, rather than being enjoyed whilst under a love potions influence. In Aro's hands were a small sack of supplies, and in the other, a thin wide box of varnished red wood with a small note attached to the top. He held it tighter than the sack as he made his way through the lobby.
The sweet aroma of cherries overcame the smell of passion that lingered over the open lobby, and with the bustle of people Aro thought how it became even more reason to hide out in such a place. He slipped past the hordes of men gathered around the ladies whom had just begun their shifts...many of them managed to give Aro a flirty wink and a soft tug to try to entice him; he had of course been with a fair number of them...and those that hadn't, clearly knew what lied between his legs. As the handsome man approached the sultry room he could feel the beat of his heart thump faster, it was a surprise, as he wasn't always looking forward to meeting someone again in this way. He opened the door and stepped through, closing the door and locking it with his back turned.
"Sorry I'm late. I had to-" his speech was cut short as he turned to see what sight had accompanied him in the room.
He first saw her bent over body over the vanir table, leaving her ass completely exposed to him. Her fat ass wiggled from side to side whilst she made lewd faces in the mirror with pink glowing eyes shining in the reflective glass. Even with the low-cut robe, and the little triangle of red and black lace visible between her legs, the swollen, drooling lips of her sex swallowed the fabric and softly chewed onto them.
Her cute attempts of giving sexy, seductive expressions suddenly changed to a grin of pure joy from the mirror which Aro could see. The long-knifed ears of the bleach blonde elf from her centre parted, silky straight hair. She couldn't resist spinning around to break into a short jog to throw herself upon him. He noted the severe lack of bounce in her chest, even covered, and with the svelte thigh highs with lace panties...She was wearing a bra. He only had a few moments to realise this before his bond mate exclaimed "You're back!"
Before the sweaty, rugged man could drop his shopping Trysh's arm tightly wrapped around his body, and a firm, wet kiss planted against his lips. It left a deep red print of her lipstick on it as she sank back to her feet from her tip toes. "I missed you, my love." She said, tugging on his shirt to make him come further into the room. "Do you want a massage? I can see you're tense and all knotted up." She kept pulling, and Aro could only stare at her glowing pink heart shaped eyes. He loved her bright blue gemstones that shimmered and glistened beautifully; but something about these eyes, it never failed to want him to ravage her body as she desired.
The short, yet meaty Elf took him by the hands and softly moved him to the ends of their sticky, unclean bed. "Come on, shirt off my love. I can't work all those muscles if you have that shirt sticking to you!" Aro chuckled and planted himself on the edge of the bed after leaving the contents of his trip into the city on a bedside table, Trysh kneeling on her nylons close behind. Close enough to feel her huge bust rub up against him. The shirt was sweaty, and gripped to him more than usual; darkened around some places also. It was a relief to get it off, for the both of them. Trysh swooned as her loins started to drool again, her mouth salivated with her elven spit as her loves bare back exposed itself to her.
Aro felt her small, cold hands work his shoulders, fingers rubbing into his body in just the right places. He relaxed into her quickly, figures that not only was she a perfect lover and a perfect healer, she was also perfect at massages. His relaxed sigh made her smile, but he was not sure if it was her lust for him doing so, or knowing that her hands were making him so relaxed.
Trysh could smell his musk, the intoxicating aroma invading her nose relentlessly. She never thought the smell would indulge her so much, and only naturally she had the need to know if the smell was stronger under his trousers...As she moved her hands down to his hairy, firm chest she kissed him softly on his cheek. "I met the most amazing Elf while you were gone...She was...Something else." the mere thought of Juliette, the red madame of The Slutty Siren made the blonde harken back to just over an hour previous, where she was totally and utterly under the madams spell. She was the trigger in knowing that not only the male gender was what she was attracted to.
"Another Elf? The blue one at the desk?"
Trysh shook her head, making her earrings jingle. "No, red... So red... Red hair, red dress, red lips...She gave me this bag that has a pocket dimension within it. It has all sorts of outfits in there." Now at his abs she felt her hands and thighs tremble at the touch, her lust for him grew more and more by the moment, and quickly she cursed herself for not draining his hairy cock first. As the minute's past in silence, only being cut off by a pleasurable grunt from Aro, which was quickly followed by a cute giggle from Trysh. The elf licked her lips and soon her need to fuck him overcame her admiration to tease as Juliette did to her; practice makes perfect after all.
