Edrigad is beautiful. One of the oldest cities on the continent, founded in the times of old Alga. The traces of that ancient empire's wonders are still present in its streets. Half the city floats directly on the ocean, held steady by ancient spells that still hold, and the place flows naturally from streets to canals and back again with no understandable reason. Many ancient buildings still stand tall, easily identified by their elaborate, impossible designs that make them seem as if they have erupted from the ground fully formed.
Now, as evening comes. Floating orbs begin to manifest in the air as if it is the most natural thing in the world. They bathe the streets in a soft golden light that illuminates the city almost as if it were still day.
Here, in the pleasure district, the many bars, restaurants, inns, and brothels are only just now starting to open. Their signs are built to capture the light of the orbs and channel them into eye-catching illusions. Here an animated dancer pirouettes, each rotation giving viewers a glimpse under her skirts. There, two drunks play out an endless duel, thrusting clumsily at each other with tankards of ale instead of swords. Dancing magicians, fountains of wine, a manticore that roars at passers-by, everywhere Valken looks there is a new and interesting sight.
Sellia is not a new sight, but she's absolutely an interesting one. Her previous clothes were appealing, but Valken already had a different outfit in mind for this outing. Sellia's dressed like a concubine, clad in sheer harem gauze. Her whole midriff is exposed showing off her smooth stomach and the gold piercing that dangles from her navel, while her outer layers cover more of her skin, and are cut far looser. The thin fabric, as green as her eyes, is so sheer that it's almost invisible, leaving most of her body completely exposed to anyone and everyone who looks at her. Her underwear does barely anything to hide her. Sellias' panties are cut high, leaving her large, round ass exposed and the only thing covering her breasts are a pair of thin gold-colored discs that just barely hide her nipples. He can see them easily under the fabric, they are rock-hard. Her face is concealed by a veil, just as transparent as the rest of her clothes, but enchanted so Valken's the only one who can see her true face. An ornate, jeweled collar completes the outfit, his favorite part of the whole ensemble. It's attached to a long gold chain that he's currently using as a leash. Not like he needs it, Sellia's been pressed against him for the entire walk
People are staring at them of course. Edrigad is a port city and used to travelers from the south and east and from across the seas, but even still the pair stands out enough to attract attention, more due to Sellia's beauty than anything else, Valken thinks. He would be worried if they were closer to Manara, but here with Sellia's' veil and the masking spell he's cast on himself, he feels comfortable they'll remain anonymous.
"Val," Sellia asks. "How much longer until we get to the inn?"
Sellia smiles nervously. Her eyes keep darting wildly from side to side, looking at all the people around her. She's been blushing since the moment they set foot outside. He loves to see her squirm, especially dressed like this. Still, she's not following his rules.
Valkens hand comes down hard on Sellia's bottom. She lets out a cute little yelp. Her butt jiggles from the force of the blow. He leaves his hand on it, his fingers digging into the flesh of her ass as he gropes her.
"Is that how you were instructed to speak?" he growls, letting fake anger creep into his voice.
"Oh, Gods." Sellia moans. She's not nervous now. Her eyes are wide, and she's looking directly at him.
Valken swats her ass again, forcing another yelp out of her. That sound is a reward all by itself.
"That's not the proper response," Valken says.
Sellia knows exactly what to do. In an instant, her posture shifts. She straightens up, clasps her hands behind her back like they've been bound, and juts her breasts out, presenting them to him. She looks directly into his eyes.
"I apologize, Sir. Your humble servant has forgotten her place, please forgive me."
Shit. He's hard. Valken's been hard this whole time but now his erection strains at his pants, not something he can ignore.
"I think you need more discipline." He says.
"Here?" Sellia gasps. Her eyes get even wider. Valken gives her a dangerous look.
"Apologies, Sir. I-- There are so many people around. They're all looking at us."
Sellia's right of course. Valken can feel the eyes on him. Half of the people walking the streets have turned to watch the show. There are some disapproving looks, but most people are staring with wonder or open lust. This is the pleasure district after all. Still, there's no way in the hells that Valken's going to go further than this on an open street, no matter how accepting the city is. But Sellia doesn't have to know that.
"You have such a beautiful body," Valken says, " maybe I want to show it off." his hand is still on Sellia's ass, groping it thoroughly. He can feel a shudder roll through her body as the words leave his mouth.
"Please Sir, not here. I promise I'll be good." Valken can hear the strain in her voice, but he has a feeling if he really wanted to, Sellia would probably let him take her right here. His eyes are already scanning the streets ahead though. They stop on an alleyway a little further down the street.
Perfect.
"Oh you'll be good," he says."We'll make sure of it, but I'll indulge you this time."
Valken looks up from Sellia, at the crowd that's gathered around them. He lets a tiny portion of his glamor flow from him and glares at the people around him.
