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Azahar, the most sensual and beloved of performers in Lady Adelle's court, is requested by her patron to give a "very special service" to five handsome men that she wishes to reward, and the beautiful bunny dancer is more than happy to oblige.
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Azahar carefully applied makeup around her amber eyes.
It had gone quiet already in the palace, its halls silent after the usual daily hustle, and the last rays of sunlight bathed the room, caressing her lustrous short white fur.
She had been approached by Lady Adelle herself this morning, to request a special show for a group of kind men that had selflessly helped the town during the recent crisis. A *very* special and intimate show.
Had this come from anyone else, she would have rebuked them, her special attentions were for her to give, not for others to buy, but if Lady Adelle herself requested it, well... it made her small soft tail twitch with excitement.
It's not as if she disliked that kind of attention herself, she was just picky about who she gave it to.
Happy with her makeup, she started donning some of her favourite accessories, a soft silken veil for her face and another one for her crotch, golden loose bracelets and anklets that did a pleasant clinking sound when she moved and finally, her namesake, a gorgeous white orange tree flower adorning her short pinkish hair.
Pleased with the results, she did a little twirl in front of the mirror, practising a couple of hip movements to warm up.
As an extra touch, she applied some lovely sweet perfume to her body.
Satisfied, she picked up the sound stone provided by Lady Adelle and slowly stepped out of her changing room, into the hallway that led to the private audience room her companions for the night were waiting for her.
She slowly approached the curtain hiding the hallway and tried to listen to the room chatter. The guests were merrily chatting and drinking, thoroughly enjoying Lady Adelle's hospitality.
Azahar smiled, she suspected they hadn't been told about their little "treat" for the night, and this should make things even more fun.
Carefully, she held up the sound stone that she had been provided with, it should have enough music for the night, so that she could dance to her heart's content without having to deal with the lack of privacy of a band.
With a gentle caress, she activated it, and as the music filled the air, the chatter in the other room went silent.
This was her cue.
Sensually, she commenced to dance close to the curtain, so her slender body could be glanced from the other side, but not fully seen.
Slowly, as the music rose in rhythm, she started to tease bits of her body by gracefully moving aside the curtain, her cute feet, an eye, her lovely tail and rear.
Gasps and quiet breaths of anticipation were heard from behind the curtain, the guests obviously eager to gaze upon their entertainment for tonight.
As a cord instrument came in, she almost leaped into the room with divine grace, her sight under the tender light of the lamps hypnotising those in the room.
A hit with her hips, and she could feel their heartbeats raise with hers.
She eased herself into the rhythm, her chest, belly, hips, legs and feet alternating in elegant fashion.
Their eyes devoured her with both admiration and desire, a feeling she found almost addictive.
Aside from them all being men this time, it was a fairly diverse group. Two humans, one of a rather stronger build while the other was more slender, both with tanned and lovely skin. Their eyes were hazel, and their hair soft and brown, with the larger one sporting it long and curly and the other short and soft.
The other three were of different species, a handsome and well-built leonin was basically trying to drink her with his bright green feline eyes. His thick mane was so fluffy that Azahar could not wait to nuzzle it with her face.
Next to him was the largest of the bunch, a black furred stallionfolk with lovely deep blue eyes. He was easily three times as big as Azahar, and she loved the idea of climbing that mountain.
Finally, the last guest was a cute lupinefolk, covered in lovely short grey fur. He could not stop wagging while looking at her, and his golden eyes were like those of a puppy wanting a treat. She wanted to eat him alive.
Convinced she was about to have a glorious night, Azahar continued her dance, parading slowly around the room, so they could see her body up close and be enchanted by its movements and her perfume.
For today, she was doing a way more overtly sexual dance, and she was pleased to spot bulges in the soft linen pants they had all been given for comfort while in the palace.
She hadn't bothered to cover her chest, so her perky breasts and lovely erect nipples were on display for all.
Utterly entranced by her, the room remained in a haze of dreams, one dance after another.
