Behind Closed Doors (Kyan and Phillipe)

[Kyan Raventhorn - Council]

Kyan smirked as he fell backwards onto the bed. The girl he'd chosen for the night, whose name he'd completely forgotten already, walked around the bed, swishing her skirts about. The king turned on his side to watch as she coyly began undoing her bodice in an effort to continue this tease as long as she could. It was about all he could take though. After all, he'd been on the road for quite some time before finally making it into the city where a proper brothel with decent choices would be waiting for him. It was far too long without some company in a bed, even if she were human. They still made good play things.

Sitting up on his knees, he crawled over the disheveled bedding and wrapped an arm around the girl, pulling her back against him. He let his hand wander beneath the back of her skirts and up her thigh slowly while his other buried into her dark curls to tug her head back and present her neck more to him. She whimpered out at his touch which only excited Kyan more, finally collapsing back with her into the bed once again. The fae lifted up her skirts over his head and ventured along her body to explore all her most sensitive spots causing a giggle to escape through her lips before that of a moan when he'd found the most responsive place of all.

Just as the king was finally getting to the good parts, a loud thud hit the wall behind the bed followed by a yell. He raised and eyebrow and smirked to the girl below him. "I think we can do better, don't you?" The human laughed out in response as he turned her over, until another crash came from the room next door followed by that of what seemed to be more cries of distress than what he assumed to be something completely different. This was becoming a complete distraction now and frankly, it was annoying. Kyan tried to ignore the noises, but it was totally intrusive to his good time. He was paying for this after all. Something he rarely did, but having to mingle and go through that whole charade of getting to know someone was time consuming and he wanted satisfaction now. It wasn't like there were many outside of brothels that would just have a go around for the enjoyment. Humans were strange. "By the Goddess's sake." 

After quickly dressing enough to be covered, Kyan swung open the door to his room and proceeded to bang on the one next to him. He tried the handle, but it was locked from the inside. Groaning out in annoyance, Kyan kicked it in just as the girl he'd paid for came out into the hallway, wrapped in the bedding. "Go get one of your guards," he told her with an annoyed sigh and a dismissive wave. Kyan turned back to the chaotic scene in the room and quickly understood what was taking place. A much larger man stood over the frailer one who was attempting to defend himself from any more of the vicious attack. The king smiled wickedly to the assailant, letting his eyes wander the man from bottom to top. "What happened? Suddenly realized you actually liked it?" Apparently, that was enough to turn the man's attention to Kyan as he stalked over towards him with a murderous intention. This was all fine for the king. Working up the adrenaline would only make the sex after this little annoyance better and he planned to get his money's worth.