Content warning: Futa/male
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Lazily, Belor's eyes wandered around the scenery in his entry hall. From his vantage point on top of the stairs, the pretty vampire had a good view of the clean-up procedure. It looked much better than before, although a lot of work still needs to be done.
Skeletal figures move about clearing rubble and repairing any lasting damage. Their movements were slow and rigid as they went about their work.
Two of them were lifting some larger piece of a stone pillar back into place. Luckily the manor deeply remembers its former looks as it wants to return towards that form.
With a dark glow, the stone sealed itself back into place, slowly fusing at the cracks while the figures were holding it.
Suddenly a part of rubble broke loose, and the skeletal hand lost its grip as it struggled with its animation. The pillar piece snapped at the fusing point and tumbled down towards the skeleton.
Splinters of bone strew across the floor of the entry hall as the noise and dust settled down.
"Get another one from the corpse cellar." Belor motioned the other skeleton to move, and with awkward steps it went about following the order.
A sigh quickly follows as the vampire leaned back against his arms, his dark robe molding against his beautiful figure. Necromancy never was his strong point, and why would it be? Making ugly undead creatures move about is clearly not in his interest.
His senses extend throughout the manor easily as he is looking for the familiar spark of Charles. The moment he found him down in the crypt, only a second passed, and the vampire stepped out of the shadow behind the skeleton. "Charles, for a word." The servant looked up towards his master as he ordered some other undead minions around. Charles' necromancy was much more potent and experienced. Smoothly the skeletons were stabilizing the base of the mansion, a job that Belor would not have trusted himself with.
"Master Belor, is something the matter? You look bored." Charles immediately steps in order dressed in his new servant's attire.
"Obviously. Is there anything entertaining about watching some boney fellows moving about?" Belor rubs the temple of his nose in annoyance. "I know the mansion needs to be repaired, but this is a rather dull activity."
"Also unbefitting of your status." The skull of Charles is non-saying as always as he gazes at his superior.
"Flattering me won't change that, Charles." With restless energy, the vampire starts walking up and down the corridor they are standing in. "I need something different to do or watch. More fitting servants. Servants with more..."
"Curves?" Amusement rings in Charles' hollow voice. "Dicks even?"
"I mean, yes." Leaning against the wall, Belor sighs in frustration. "I clearly need something like back in the day. Beautiful mortals roaming about my estate, dressed in provocative attire that leaves little to the imagination with easy access to their intimate areas. You can cup a feel or quickly free their dicks for a quick snack."
"I am well aware of your tastes, Master." Confusion sits in Charles' tone as he slightly tilts his head. "But why are you telling me all this? It is well within your rights and power to just leave and get some. Are you feeling bad about leaving me al..."
"Fantastic idea, Charles." Belor quickly interrupts the words of his servant. "I will be off then." Before another word is spoken, the blushing vampire vanishes into shadow again, leaving Charles behind.
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Heavily the sun was shining down from the sky across the field. Kyra wipes her forehead to not get any sweat in her eyes. "This fucking heat, I swear." The sweaty body of the young woman was aching from all the work. She has built up some muscle from being a simple farmer's girl, but her slender, enticing body was not made for this.
"You get used to it. If you want, I can do your work as well." As always, her friend Chenna was smiling at her. The slightly smaller girl with bigger curves was trying to be as helpful as ever.
"It's alright, Chenna. I can go on for a while longer." Kyra gives her friend a thankful nod.
The bubbly girl just continues smashing her hoe into the ground while humming a tune with little thought in her head. Chenna clearly has a bit more muscle and stamina in comparison to her slender friend. More importantly, she has the mental capacity, or rather the lack thereof, for it.
"Hey, there is one good thing about it. You'll build up a body and stamina that is perfect for fucking." Laughter comes from her other side as Kath gives her a lewd grin. The androgynous woman that has a few years on her has also worked up a sweat but is clearly enjoying it. Her silent twin, Alftrid, rolled her eyes at her sister's comments but also just kept on working.
"Is there any topic that you do not relate to sex?" The question from Kyra was rather rhetorical because she knew the answer already.
"Ha, you prude. This is the kind of sweat that you get when you are getting a good dicking or are balls deep inside a hole." Kath lets out a cackle while hoeing.
Chenna is trying to hide her deep blush, and Kyra just shakes her head with a grin.
"I see that you have yet to manage to find any decency while sleeping around." The voice of Laura rings out nearby as the tall woman with her full figure gets closer to the four.
"Oh, Lady Laura herself is honoring us with her presence." The mocking tone of Kath's voice is already causing a familiar vein to pop up on Laura's head. "I thought you didn't have to do any lowly work with us peasants after your promotion."
Alftrid stays out of the conversation clearly knowing where it leads while the good-hearted Chenna tries to keep the other two from arguing. "Not this again, please."
