Oh god, what did i get myself into now... Well... I suppose it could be worse. It'd help the mission and I'm getting paid... Sylk sighed mentally, while trying to smile towards Pantheon at his proposal.
Well, Lucky doesn't seem to mind so it should be fine~ However, do allow my to get dressed first. Standards and all, you know~ She replied to the toga'd man, as she slowly stepped over her dress, slowly pulling it back up over her tanned flesh. She only had one thought, aside from the urge to cover herself up once more. Thanks Mach... I'm going to make sure you owe me for this~ She brooded as she tied the threads behind the back of her next to keep the dress from falling. Since it was there anyways, the spider decided it was best to collect her "rewards" for the job she had done. As far as she was concerned she had earned every zenny. Once everything was collected, she fixed her hair with a smile and made her way off the stage, strutting her stuff as she did.
As she approached the group, she shot a somewhat annoyed look at Mach before before turning her attention to Pantheon. She ran a gloved hand along his arm as she approached him, giving him the once over with a lick of her lips following shortly after. They call me widow. It's a pleasure to meet you~ She whispered to his seductively as she motioned to his front. Her hand trailed along his arm, over to his chest and ever so slowly made its way up until her hand was resting on his cheek as she positioned herself in his lap. It's nice to see such a strong man with good taste~ She spoke softly, trying to entice him as she gently flicked with her hips against him. It wasn't the most comfortable of things, she found out fairly quickly. She just tried to shrug it off for the missions sake.
Her backside sways back and forth against the navi, as she tried to find a more comfortable method to do this, though she assumed he would enjoy her moving about his crotch quite nicely with her well formed derriere and thin clothing. She shot a glance over in Escort's direction, trying to see how she was doing it while trying to to be obvious in her curiosity. How does it feel~? She teased as she tried to put her hips unto it a bit more, yet not grinding too hard against pantheon. Needless to say she found this much more embarrassing than the dancing.
Sylk began to think that the saying "you can look, but don't touch" would become a motto of hers in the future. Unless she was doing the touching, anyways. She tried to keep pantheon more in the mood as she used her fingers to caress the exposed flesh of his upper body with her silky smooth gloved fingers, as she continued to massage his lower body with her own. She only hoped this was good enough. Maybe she would even get another tip if it was an exceptional job. it was the only thought that was really keeping her motivated at this point.
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Muse smiled at Vector's affectionate behavior, but realized that he was understandably disturbed by what she'd said about the Bloodhounds. "The Bloodhounds faction contains many expressionless fighters, but it also contains some men and women of great passion. These passionate people, however, are also prone to violence,"[font=monotype corsiva][/font] she admitted, looking sadly at her harp as she slowly strummed her fingers across its strings.
"Passionate people are my passion, so to speak. I know that what the Bloodhounds do is often wrong, but I can't foresake them. Even still, however, I must tell you that being around them is not safe. If the one you care for is not wary or offends them, he or she should be prepared for passions to flare,"[font=monotype corsiva][/font] she advised him.
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Sylk might not be enjoying herself, but Escort had to admit to herself that she was stimulating her own body in the process of trying to please her pretend-husband. She bit her lip and tried to maintain a composed expression. Mach was doing a good job of keeping up his act, however, and so she tried to calm herself and stay professional as well.
The group of remaining Heelnavis clapped in appreciation as Sylk and Aera left the stage, a rare show of good faith from the shady looking characters. PantheonMan was pleased as Sylk collected her money and came over to meet him. He clapped his hands down twice on his lap in anticipation of her service, then opened his arms wide. "This one's delicate? That's surprising! She looks so healthy,"[font=andalus][/font] he mused, stroking his chin gently as he let her take up her position. "Your wife's not so delicate though, is she? I can see her muscle structure pretty well, just looking at her arms and back. She'd do pretty well even in Hell's Desperation, I imagine."[font=andalus][/font]
Escort was inwardly upset that he seemed so observant, but kept up all the same. PantheonMan indicated that he would indeed like a drink, winking back at MachMan's SP as he did. "The dress goes back on, hm?"[font=andalus][/font] he asked, smiling charismatically towards "Widow" as she settled down. "It's a shame, I was enchanted by that tattoo on your lovely lower back."[font=andalus][/font]
Escort gave Sylk a covert smile, begging for her to accept the situation and try her best. She realized at this point that the more they could distract PantheonMan, the better off they'd be; as such she tried to show Sylk the most proper method she could (she figured this was the proper method, because she was somewhat embarrassed to admit to herself that the was becoming heated doing it). She lined the contour of her buttocks up well with MachMan's groin and continued rubbing, placing both hands on her knees as MachMan moved his own from underneath hers.
Grinning, PantheonMan reclined in his chair and enjoyed the feel of Sylk's body. "Mmm... This is a great feeling,"[font=andalus][/font] he sighed in response to the pretend-mistress' question. His hands twitched; he was resisting the urge to grab Sylk's buttocks and become more involved in the process. He looked down to her fingers and smiled gently, but his eyes seemed to flash, as if he'd just realized something. "I just realized... your name, your tattoo... the somewhat awkward nature with which you use your arms... you're used to having more arms, aren't you?"[font=andalus][/font]
Escort tried to keep her expression hidden, but she was fairly worried that PantheonMan had discovered something. "Your real form... I'd like to see it. I'm certain it's beautiful,"[font=andalus][/font] he flattered the pretend-mistress, tilting his head and raising one thick eyebrow curiously. It was pretty clear to her, just by the tension poking at her rear, that he was pretty into the routine.
In fact, he was so into it that be barely seemed to be paying attention to MachMan's answer at all. "Oh? Your wife wants to tell me? I guess that's fine,"[font=andalus][/font] he responded finally, taking the drink from Aera as she approached.
Escort closed her eyes and tried to clear her red face; she'd gotten too in to grinding at this point and needed to calm down if she was going to speak comfortably. "Flattery will get you everywhere, Hubbie. Anyways, the clear answer is that we cannot have you expanding into that particular territory, PantheonMan," she answered firmly, keeping up her character.
PantheonMan's smile didn't fade, but his eyebrows did knit. "Why is that, exactly?"[font=andalus][/font] he asked, wrapping one thick hand around Sylk's waist possessively and unconsciously as she continued moving.
"Because we plan to use it. It's very simple," she sighed haughtily. "That area may be undeveloped now, but we plan to have it used for a series of campgrounds in the future. Those campgrounds will be rented out for private use. I could explain more, but it would probably bore you. Suffice to say, it's a very important asset to us that we are relying on to yield a great return on investment..."
As Escort rambled on, slight pauses invaded her speech each time her butt reached the height of its path. PantheonMan seemed only vaguely interested in the response and instead raised his eyebrows at Lucky, then looked down at his wife's back. With a playful expression, he clicked his teeth and made a show of biting, seeming to indicate that he should bite his wife's zipper.
((Btw, I'll tabulate the zenny everyone got later along with the FXP and so forth))
"Passionate people are my passion, so to speak. I know that what the Bloodhounds do is often wrong, but I can't foresake them. Even still, however, I must tell you that being around them is not safe. If the one you care for is not wary or offends them, he or she should be prepared for passions to flare,"[font=monotype corsiva][/font] she advised him.
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Sylk might not be enjoying herself, but Escort had to admit to herself that she was stimulating her own body in the process of trying to please her pretend-husband. She bit her lip and tried to maintain a composed expression. Mach was doing a good job of keeping up his act, however, and so she tried to calm herself and stay professional as well.
The group of remaining Heelnavis clapped in appreciation as Sylk and Aera left the stage, a rare show of good faith from the shady looking characters. PantheonMan was pleased as Sylk collected her money and came over to meet him. He clapped his hands down twice on his lap in anticipation of her service, then opened his arms wide. "This one's delicate? That's surprising! She looks so healthy,"[font=andalus][/font] he mused, stroking his chin gently as he let her take up her position. "Your wife's not so delicate though, is she? I can see her muscle structure pretty well, just looking at her arms and back. She'd do pretty well even in Hell's Desperation, I imagine."[font=andalus][/font]
Escort was inwardly upset that he seemed so observant, but kept up all the same. PantheonMan indicated that he would indeed like a drink, winking back at MachMan's SP as he did. "The dress goes back on, hm?"[font=andalus][/font] he asked, smiling charismatically towards "Widow" as she settled down. "It's a shame, I was enchanted by that tattoo on your lovely lower back."[font=andalus][/font]
Escort gave Sylk a covert smile, begging for her to accept the situation and try her best. She realized at this point that the more they could distract PantheonMan, the better off they'd be; as such she tried to show Sylk the most proper method she could (she figured this was the proper method, because she was somewhat embarrassed to admit to herself that the was becoming heated doing it). She lined the contour of her buttocks up well with MachMan's groin and continued rubbing, placing both hands on her knees as MachMan moved his own from underneath hers.
Grinning, PantheonMan reclined in his chair and enjoyed the feel of Sylk's body. "Mmm... This is a great feeling,"[font=andalus][/font] he sighed in response to the pretend-mistress' question. His hands twitched; he was resisting the urge to grab Sylk's buttocks and become more involved in the process. He looked down to her fingers and smiled gently, but his eyes seemed to flash, as if he'd just realized something. "I just realized... your name, your tattoo... the somewhat awkward nature with which you use your arms... you're used to having more arms, aren't you?"[font=andalus][/font]
Escort tried to keep her expression hidden, but she was fairly worried that PantheonMan had discovered something. "Your real form... I'd like to see it. I'm certain it's beautiful,"[font=andalus][/font] he flattered the pretend-mistress, tilting his head and raising one thick eyebrow curiously. It was pretty clear to her, just by the tension poking at her rear, that he was pretty into the routine.
In fact, he was so into it that be barely seemed to be paying attention to MachMan's answer at all. "Oh? Your wife wants to tell me? I guess that's fine,"[font=andalus][/font] he responded finally, taking the drink from Aera as she approached.
Escort closed her eyes and tried to clear her red face; she'd gotten too in to grinding at this point and needed to calm down if she was going to speak comfortably. "Flattery will get you everywhere, Hubbie. Anyways, the clear answer is that we cannot have you expanding into that particular territory, PantheonMan," she answered firmly, keeping up her character.
PantheonMan's smile didn't fade, but his eyebrows did knit. "Why is that, exactly?"[font=andalus][/font] he asked, wrapping one thick hand around Sylk's waist possessively and unconsciously as she continued moving.
"Because we plan to use it. It's very simple," she sighed haughtily. "That area may be undeveloped now, but we plan to have it used for a series of campgrounds in the future. Those campgrounds will be rented out for private use. I could explain more, but it would probably bore you. Suffice to say, it's a very important asset to us that we are relying on to yield a great return on investment..."
As Escort rambled on, slight pauses invaded her speech each time her butt reached the height of its path. PantheonMan seemed only vaguely interested in the response and instead raised his eyebrows at Lucky, then looked down at his wife's back. With a playful expression, he clicked his teeth and made a show of biting, seeming to indicate that he should bite his wife's zipper.
((Btw, I'll tabulate the zenny everyone got later along with the FXP and so forth))
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Mach couldn't help but feel guilty for what Sylk was being forced to do, even though there really wasn't much he could do. He was also rather impressed with PantheonMan's observational skills, since he seemed to know Sylk wasn't in her default form. Escort continued to grind against him as Aera brought both PantheonMan and him their drinks. Mach smiled at Aera, and gestured towards the seat next to him.
Have a seat, baby.
Aera frowned as she walked past the chair, and back behind him.
What, and have me sit there all by myself while your wife hogs you all for herself? I want some of you too, Lucky~
She started running her hands down his shoulders to his chest as she leaned over, then started to rub his shoulders. Mach at first wasn't sure what she was doing, but it guessed the reason behind it was to not only keep up the character, but to also possibly prevent herself from being delegated to "entertain" one of the miscellaneous mafia goons in the room.
Mach chuckled as Escort started to explain. Mach tried to soak in all the information he could, while looking like he honestly didn't care. However, he definitely noticed PantheonMan wrap one of his hands around Sylk's waist. He didn't react, but inside he was already contemplating possible combat strategies. However, there wasn't anything he could see that didn't result in total annihilation of not only himself, but also his allies. He felt helpless, and cursed his weakness as a result. He felt if he was stronger, he wouldn't have to just stand by while some Mafia Navi put his hands on his friend, one that he failed to protect the last time they met.
It also appeared PantheonMan wasn't paying much attention either, and was apparently trying to coax Lucky into unzipping his wife's dress with his teeth. It seemed unsurprising to see a Mafia Navi having a lecherous mind, and from his previous comments, he had the sufficient "programming" to gain physical pleasure from what was going on. Mach, on the other hand, did not. He continued to wonder if all if this was actually worth it as he feigned a smile, and moved his face towards Escort's back. Mach's mask was made of cloth, allowing him to move his jaw, and bit down on the zipper of her dress, before he slowly started to pull it down.
Every inch he went, he kept repeating "I'm sorry" in his head. Though Escort seemed to be getting "stimulated" by the situation, he doubted this was something she wanted to do, especially while she's trying to discuss territorial issues with a NM Navi while surrounded by goons.
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Vector slowly took his hands off Muse's shoulders as she explained how the Mafia presence here is from something called the "Bloodhound Family," and it sounded like they were a very volatile group, especially when provoked. Vector desperately wanted to charge out of the room to check up on Mach, Aera, Sylk, and Escort, and rush to their aid. However, he was in a room with a former combat Navi for the mafia. Though she seemed to be a kind, gentle Navi, he couldn't risk the chance of doing something to have her turn on him, and possibly blow his cover.
I'm torn, Miss Muse... though I should warn my master, I can't help but feel someone closer to me needs my help as well...
Vector tried to find the right words, his eye twitching from side to side. He couldn't help it, but he felt this urge to try and "save" her. He kept picturing her as a damsel in distress, caged by the Mafia.
Miss... there are many other passionate people out there, who aren't involved in such things as Mafia affairs, people who would appreciate you, and wouldn't cage you in the room of a casino...
Vector looked around the room as he mentioned it, before he looked back down at Muse. He wasn't really sure of what he was doing, but it just felt like something he needed to do.
Have a seat, baby.
Aera frowned as she walked past the chair, and back behind him.
What, and have me sit there all by myself while your wife hogs you all for herself? I want some of you too, Lucky~
She started running her hands down his shoulders to his chest as she leaned over, then started to rub his shoulders. Mach at first wasn't sure what she was doing, but it guessed the reason behind it was to not only keep up the character, but to also possibly prevent herself from being delegated to "entertain" one of the miscellaneous mafia goons in the room.
Mach chuckled as Escort started to explain. Mach tried to soak in all the information he could, while looking like he honestly didn't care. However, he definitely noticed PantheonMan wrap one of his hands around Sylk's waist. He didn't react, but inside he was already contemplating possible combat strategies. However, there wasn't anything he could see that didn't result in total annihilation of not only himself, but also his allies. He felt helpless, and cursed his weakness as a result. He felt if he was stronger, he wouldn't have to just stand by while some Mafia Navi put his hands on his friend, one that he failed to protect the last time they met.
It also appeared PantheonMan wasn't paying much attention either, and was apparently trying to coax Lucky into unzipping his wife's dress with his teeth. It seemed unsurprising to see a Mafia Navi having a lecherous mind, and from his previous comments, he had the sufficient "programming" to gain physical pleasure from what was going on. Mach, on the other hand, did not. He continued to wonder if all if this was actually worth it as he feigned a smile, and moved his face towards Escort's back. Mach's mask was made of cloth, allowing him to move his jaw, and bit down on the zipper of her dress, before he slowly started to pull it down.
Every inch he went, he kept repeating "I'm sorry" in his head. Though Escort seemed to be getting "stimulated" by the situation, he doubted this was something she wanted to do, especially while she's trying to discuss territorial issues with a NM Navi while surrounded by goons.
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Vector slowly took his hands off Muse's shoulders as she explained how the Mafia presence here is from something called the "Bloodhound Family," and it sounded like they were a very volatile group, especially when provoked. Vector desperately wanted to charge out of the room to check up on Mach, Aera, Sylk, and Escort, and rush to their aid. However, he was in a room with a former combat Navi for the mafia. Though she seemed to be a kind, gentle Navi, he couldn't risk the chance of doing something to have her turn on him, and possibly blow his cover.
I'm torn, Miss Muse... though I should warn my master, I can't help but feel someone closer to me needs my help as well...
Vector tried to find the right words, his eye twitching from side to side. He couldn't help it, but he felt this urge to try and "save" her. He kept picturing her as a damsel in distress, caged by the Mafia.
Miss... there are many other passionate people out there, who aren't involved in such things as Mafia affairs, people who would appreciate you, and wouldn't cage you in the room of a casino...
Vector looked around the room as he mentioned it, before he looked back down at Muse. He wasn't really sure of what he was doing, but it just felt like something he needed to do.
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Mentally Sylk was starting to panic as Pantheon not only began to pry at her secret, but also apply his hand to her body. She certainly wasn't thrilled by the feeling of something poking her posterior either. This was a situation she had never had to deal with before, too many things going on she had never experienced, it was all getting a bit to much to handle. Due to the situation, the panic and the confusion it was turning out to be a very poor example of how males acted. Thinking back on it, Mach seemed to have been the only one that didn't pick a fight or do something questionable, and she started to wonder if he was just the odd man out.
Sylk tried to swallow her pride for now with the mission being the most important task at hand. The last thing she needed was for this to all be a waste of time. Oh? It's not nice to pry at a girls secrets you know. I quite like this form after all~ She placed a hand upon pantheons, as she pressed down a little harder with her backside as she tried to persuade him to ignore it. I tend not to show that form to someone I just met, it's a bit of a personal rule. It's always nice to have a surprise the second time around, isn't it? She teased, hoping he would just drop the subject all together.
Sylk couldn't help but think this could work to her advantage of course as far as winning the agreement was concerned. and you know... If Lucky's happy, there will definitely be more of these meetings~ You wouldn't want to miss out on more of this, would you? She whispered to the man, pressing down upon him once more as she tried to gain his favor. Hopefully she would never have to deal with him again, but he wouldn't know that. She could only hope this was enough to entice the man into agreeing with the terms escort was trying to lay out. Sylk of course was too distracted with her own plans that she didn't see just what mach was doing to the poor NS representative.
She just continued to try and "impress" pantheon, and take one for the team. The rest of the group would have to put up with her mood later as punishment.
Sylk tried to swallow her pride for now with the mission being the most important task at hand. The last thing she needed was for this to all be a waste of time. Oh? It's not nice to pry at a girls secrets you know. I quite like this form after all~ She placed a hand upon pantheons, as she pressed down a little harder with her backside as she tried to persuade him to ignore it. I tend not to show that form to someone I just met, it's a bit of a personal rule. It's always nice to have a surprise the second time around, isn't it? She teased, hoping he would just drop the subject all together.
Sylk couldn't help but think this could work to her advantage of course as far as winning the agreement was concerned. and you know... If Lucky's happy, there will definitely be more of these meetings~ You wouldn't want to miss out on more of this, would you? She whispered to the man, pressing down upon him once more as she tried to gain his favor. Hopefully she would never have to deal with him again, but he wouldn't know that. She could only hope this was enough to entice the man into agreeing with the terms escort was trying to lay out. Sylk of course was too distracted with her own plans that she didn't see just what mach was doing to the poor NS representative.
She just continued to try and "impress" pantheon, and take one for the team. The rest of the group would have to put up with her mood later as punishment.
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"Hmhm... what a turn of events! Who has ever heard of a man advising his own muse?"[font=monotype corsiva][/font] Muse giggled jovially. "I know it seems like a coarse life, but I assure you my freedom is not something PantheonMan has purposely taken from me. I am spellbound by my associates; they live in a wayward but passionate way that lends itself greatly to the services and support I can provide. I think that by staying here I serve to inspire and enlighten them."[font=monotype corsiva][/font]
"It's a complex situation. Even if it seems sad, though, I am certain good will come of it. Please trust me as your adviser,"[font=monotype corsiva][/font] she begged him once again, giving another pleasant smile. "I'd urge you to return to those with whom you belong."[font=monotype corsiva][/font]
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PantheonMan's yellow eyes shined as he tilted his head and rested it on his free hand, which balled into a loose fist. "No can do? I guess I'm just not as lucky as he is,"[font=andalus][/font] he sighed, shrugging lazily. He'd thought she was backing off somewhat, but Sylk surprised him by increasing the intensity of her movements. Enjoying the pressure, he closed his eyes and smiled in contemplation while keeping a firm grasp on one hip. "Certainly, who could consent to that? However, if Lucky isn't happy now, I can't imagine what could make him so, ahah..."[font=andalus][/font] She could feel the effect she was having on him rather clearly now.
The mafioso was pleased to see Lucky Master follow up on his suggestion, grinning as he went for his wife's dress. Escort stopped in her narration suddenly, clearly from shock, but fixed the situation with a promiscuous laugh. "You really are a gambler, aren't you? Just enough is never enough for a person like you," she muttered, bringing up her back as the top fell away from her body. He could now fully see the elegant curves of her tight body, although only from that view.
"Lucky, your mistress seems to be trying to bribe me over here! While I appreciate the sentiment, there's no need for that, is there?"[font=andalus][/font] PantheonMan laughed, sinking into his seat as he enjoyed the feeling of Sylk's body. "Our business is concluded now, I'd say. If you don't want me expanding into that territory, I won't expand. You know we value your patronage more than any silly webspace,"[font=andalus][/font] he chuckled. "I wouldn't mind buying one of these mistresses off of you, though... but it seems that's impossible as well."[font=andalus][/font]
Escort's mood brightened as it became apparent that their mission was a success. She acted suprisingly next, turning to face MachMan and staring seductively into his eyes. Her upper body was covered only by her pearl necklace and hanging white, feathered boa, giving her convenient coverage on each of her extremely large breasts. With the dress hanging around her waist, he received ample view of her waistline; her abdomen was so toned that her abs, glistening with sweat from her routine, shone in the dim light of the club. She leaned one leg forward into his seat and placed her lower body again down upon his groin while grabbing his tie with one hand. The other hand traced his thigh, trying to pour on as much stimulation as possible.
"Why don't we finish this in our car, hm? Away from the gambling and the other mistresses and the business. Just you and me~" she asked, keeping her sparkling eyes locked on his with an uncharacteristically mischievous smile. It was pretty apparent that she was trying to look turned on sufficiently to want to go out to their car and get into dirty business immediately.
"Ha ha ha! When the mood is right, it's right. I don't mind if you want to leave,"[font=andalus][/font] PantheonMan chuckled, taking a swig from his drink with his free hand. "Be sure to bring this one again when we next meet, alright?"[font=andalus][/font] he requested, casting one eye down upon Sylk's lower back tattoo. His expression was composed, but Sylk could easily be amazed at the pressure she was feeling at her buttocks now.
"Carry me to the car, Darling. I want you so bad I can hardly stand it," Escort whispered into MachMan's ear, leaning forward on his lap. Her face was red and her eyes sparkling, both in ways highly suggesting that what she was saying was true. Her labored breath caused her amazing abdomen to rise and fall impressively, along with her cleavage. Was it all acting? If it was, it was pretty impeccable. She was very careful to keep her eyes on Mach's, partially because she felt so embarrassed to think of how his lady friends might take all of this.
"It's a complex situation. Even if it seems sad, though, I am certain good will come of it. Please trust me as your adviser,"[font=monotype corsiva][/font] she begged him once again, giving another pleasant smile. "I'd urge you to return to those with whom you belong."[font=monotype corsiva][/font]
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PantheonMan's yellow eyes shined as he tilted his head and rested it on his free hand, which balled into a loose fist. "No can do? I guess I'm just not as lucky as he is,"[font=andalus][/font] he sighed, shrugging lazily. He'd thought she was backing off somewhat, but Sylk surprised him by increasing the intensity of her movements. Enjoying the pressure, he closed his eyes and smiled in contemplation while keeping a firm grasp on one hip. "Certainly, who could consent to that? However, if Lucky isn't happy now, I can't imagine what could make him so, ahah..."[font=andalus][/font] She could feel the effect she was having on him rather clearly now.
The mafioso was pleased to see Lucky Master follow up on his suggestion, grinning as he went for his wife's dress. Escort stopped in her narration suddenly, clearly from shock, but fixed the situation with a promiscuous laugh. "You really are a gambler, aren't you? Just enough is never enough for a person like you," she muttered, bringing up her back as the top fell away from her body. He could now fully see the elegant curves of her tight body, although only from that view.
"Lucky, your mistress seems to be trying to bribe me over here! While I appreciate the sentiment, there's no need for that, is there?"[font=andalus][/font] PantheonMan laughed, sinking into his seat as he enjoyed the feeling of Sylk's body. "Our business is concluded now, I'd say. If you don't want me expanding into that territory, I won't expand. You know we value your patronage more than any silly webspace,"[font=andalus][/font] he chuckled. "I wouldn't mind buying one of these mistresses off of you, though... but it seems that's impossible as well."[font=andalus][/font]
Escort's mood brightened as it became apparent that their mission was a success. She acted suprisingly next, turning to face MachMan and staring seductively into his eyes. Her upper body was covered only by her pearl necklace and hanging white, feathered boa, giving her convenient coverage on each of her extremely large breasts. With the dress hanging around her waist, he received ample view of her waistline; her abdomen was so toned that her abs, glistening with sweat from her routine, shone in the dim light of the club. She leaned one leg forward into his seat and placed her lower body again down upon his groin while grabbing his tie with one hand. The other hand traced his thigh, trying to pour on as much stimulation as possible.
"Why don't we finish this in our car, hm? Away from the gambling and the other mistresses and the business. Just you and me~" she asked, keeping her sparkling eyes locked on his with an uncharacteristically mischievous smile. It was pretty apparent that she was trying to look turned on sufficiently to want to go out to their car and get into dirty business immediately.
"Ha ha ha! When the mood is right, it's right. I don't mind if you want to leave,"[font=andalus][/font] PantheonMan chuckled, taking a swig from his drink with his free hand. "Be sure to bring this one again when we next meet, alright?"[font=andalus][/font] he requested, casting one eye down upon Sylk's lower back tattoo. His expression was composed, but Sylk could easily be amazed at the pressure she was feeling at her buttocks now.
"Carry me to the car, Darling. I want you so bad I can hardly stand it," Escort whispered into MachMan's ear, leaning forward on his lap. Her face was red and her eyes sparkling, both in ways highly suggesting that what she was saying was true. Her labored breath caused her amazing abdomen to rise and fall impressively, along with her cleavage. Was it all acting? If it was, it was pretty impeccable. She was very careful to keep her eyes on Mach's, partially because she felt so embarrassed to think of how his lady friends might take all of this.
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Vector moved in front of Muse as she spoke, and seemed to look a bit happier. She urged him to go back to his group, and he felt it was the right time to duck out and regroup. He put both of his hands on Muse’s playing hand, holding her soft hand as gently as he could.
I’ll follow your advice, and head back to my master. I wish you the best of luck, and I hope you find happiness in all you do. Farewell, Miss Muse.
As he slowly slid his hands away, he deposited a small, diamond-shaped sliver of his armor into her hand. The metal plate was dark blue with silver trim, just like the rest of his default armor. He bowed his head respectfully before he made his way out the door, and towards the entrance to the Vanities.
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Machman wasn't expecting so little resistance from the imposing PantheonMan, especially with how important the mission seemed to be. However, he made a valid point, since webspace isn't exactly highly contested, especially when new areas can be simply created. Sometimes allies are more important than any amount of territory.
Escort seemed to react to the news fairly well, and even better to how Mach had previously unzipped her dress. When she turned around, he saw just how much he had disrobed his ally, the only adornments covering her were the boa and the necklace. She wrapped her hand round his tie and pulled him forward as she stroked his thigh, straddling him. Aera was slightly pulled away from Mach as he was pulled up towards Escort, and she was blushing almost as badly as Escort, just because of how... naked she was. She almost felt out of place, since she was the only female that wasn't at least partially disrobed.
Mach chuckled as Escort expressed her want to be alone, and Aera was reminded of her role, and made a frown while muttering "greedy..." under her breath. PantheonMan of course commented on this, and Mach glanced over towards him for a moment before looking back at his "wife."
Work, work, work, heheheh. This would be a good time to conclude our meeting, since I have other "business" to attend to.
She leaned forward even further, and whispered a very lust-tinged message into his ear. Mach was rather impressed by her acting skills, but then he started to wonder, "Is... this for real?" He couldn't let this distract him, especially when they are so close to success. He grabbed a hold of her legs and swung her to the side slowly before he reached around her and cradled her in his arms as he began to stand. His tie lay over her bare abdomen, and he held her in such a way that her face was just a few inches from his own. He smiled at PantheonMan as he made a pun, replacing the word "duty."
Welp, booty calls.
Mach laughed as he glanced over at his two mistresses and addressed them before looking back at PantheonMan.
Though I know you two had fun, it's time to go. Thanks for having us, PantheonMan. I have to admit, this is easily the best place I've been to conduct business, haha! I'll be hard pressed not to hold other meetings here as well. I'll be sure to bring Widow along as well.
Mach winked as he passed by PantheonMan, with Aera (and hopefully Sylk) following close behind. As he left the area, Escort still in his arms, Vector caught sight of them. His eye went wide before he quickened his pace towards them. However, the smile on Mach's face seemed to calm him down. He got up next to Mach before speaking.
Sir, is everything alright?
Haha, yeah! Everything is fine, my wife just has a bad case of "Lucky Fever," and I'm gonna treat her in the limo. How was Muse! You missed the meeting, she must have been pretty fun right?
Vector lowered his head a bit, trying to contain his joy that the meeting went through without a hitch.
It was... and enlightening experience, sir.
Mach threw his head back and laughed as they started to walk out of the casino, where hopefully the limos were there waiting for them.
Haaahahaha! I told you it would be fun! You owe me one, my friend!
I’ll follow your advice, and head back to my master. I wish you the best of luck, and I hope you find happiness in all you do. Farewell, Miss Muse.
As he slowly slid his hands away, he deposited a small, diamond-shaped sliver of his armor into her hand. The metal plate was dark blue with silver trim, just like the rest of his default armor. He bowed his head respectfully before he made his way out the door, and towards the entrance to the Vanities.
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Machman wasn't expecting so little resistance from the imposing PantheonMan, especially with how important the mission seemed to be. However, he made a valid point, since webspace isn't exactly highly contested, especially when new areas can be simply created. Sometimes allies are more important than any amount of territory.
Escort seemed to react to the news fairly well, and even better to how Mach had previously unzipped her dress. When she turned around, he saw just how much he had disrobed his ally, the only adornments covering her were the boa and the necklace. She wrapped her hand round his tie and pulled him forward as she stroked his thigh, straddling him. Aera was slightly pulled away from Mach as he was pulled up towards Escort, and she was blushing almost as badly as Escort, just because of how... naked she was. She almost felt out of place, since she was the only female that wasn't at least partially disrobed.
Mach chuckled as Escort expressed her want to be alone, and Aera was reminded of her role, and made a frown while muttering "greedy..." under her breath. PantheonMan of course commented on this, and Mach glanced over towards him for a moment before looking back at his "wife."
Work, work, work, heheheh. This would be a good time to conclude our meeting, since I have other "business" to attend to.
She leaned forward even further, and whispered a very lust-tinged message into his ear. Mach was rather impressed by her acting skills, but then he started to wonder, "Is... this for real?" He couldn't let this distract him, especially when they are so close to success. He grabbed a hold of her legs and swung her to the side slowly before he reached around her and cradled her in his arms as he began to stand. His tie lay over her bare abdomen, and he held her in such a way that her face was just a few inches from his own. He smiled at PantheonMan as he made a pun, replacing the word "duty."
Welp, booty calls.
Mach laughed as he glanced over at his two mistresses and addressed them before looking back at PantheonMan.
Though I know you two had fun, it's time to go. Thanks for having us, PantheonMan. I have to admit, this is easily the best place I've been to conduct business, haha! I'll be hard pressed not to hold other meetings here as well. I'll be sure to bring Widow along as well.
Mach winked as he passed by PantheonMan, with Aera (and hopefully Sylk) following close behind. As he left the area, Escort still in his arms, Vector caught sight of them. His eye went wide before he quickened his pace towards them. However, the smile on Mach's face seemed to calm him down. He got up next to Mach before speaking.
Sir, is everything alright?
Haha, yeah! Everything is fine, my wife just has a bad case of "Lucky Fever," and I'm gonna treat her in the limo. How was Muse! You missed the meeting, she must have been pretty fun right?
Vector lowered his head a bit, trying to contain his joy that the meeting went through without a hitch.
It was... and enlightening experience, sir.
Mach threw his head back and laughed as they started to walk out of the casino, where hopefully the limos were there waiting for them.
Haaahahaha! I told you it would be fun! You owe me one, my friend!
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Sylk was stunned as she caught a glimpse of what mach had just done to escort, and event more surprised that she went along with it. Maybe this deal was just that important that she would go to any lengths. Still, Sylk hadn't exactly expected Mach to go along with such a notion. It got her to wondering if all men would at like this at somer point or another. Her thoughts change direction almost immediately once she had heard pantheon speak up, however.
I did this for nothing?! Ugh... Well, I scored some zenny, so its not a total loss. Time to abscond. Annoyed at the fact her persuasion had been all but useless, aside from giving pantheon more to work with. Judging by the feeling upon her rear, he was enjoying it way too much as it was.
Looks like our time was cut short. I can't leave them to have fun without me, after all. Sylk uttered to pantheon as she slowly raised herself back to her feet. She was a little impressed with his size, but that wasn't enough to make her feel any different about the ordeal. While she enjoys having fun, it felt like she wasn't in control at all during this. She disliked that feeling more than anything else.
I'm sure our paths will cross again. She teased, winking then waving as she turned away and followed Mach and the group. She smiled as she noticed vector catching up. He seemed perfectly fine so she was glad she hadn't worried too much. She had faith he could handle his own for a while, at least. As they left the casino a wave of relief over came her as though a great weight had been lifted from her shoulders.
Sylk was anxious to get back to her normal self, and couldn't wait to get out of here to do so. While she did enjoy this new look of hers, it just didn't feel natural. Of course the events which had just transpired may have also been a reason, she missed her body. Let's get going, shall we?
I did this for nothing?! Ugh... Well, I scored some zenny, so its not a total loss. Time to abscond. Annoyed at the fact her persuasion had been all but useless, aside from giving pantheon more to work with. Judging by the feeling upon her rear, he was enjoying it way too much as it was.
Looks like our time was cut short. I can't leave them to have fun without me, after all. Sylk uttered to pantheon as she slowly raised herself back to her feet. She was a little impressed with his size, but that wasn't enough to make her feel any different about the ordeal. While she enjoys having fun, it felt like she wasn't in control at all during this. She disliked that feeling more than anything else.
I'm sure our paths will cross again. She teased, winking then waving as she turned away and followed Mach and the group. She smiled as she noticed vector catching up. He seemed perfectly fine so she was glad she hadn't worried too much. She had faith he could handle his own for a while, at least. As they left the casino a wave of relief over came her as though a great weight had been lifted from her shoulders.
Sylk was anxious to get back to her normal self, and couldn't wait to get out of here to do so. While she did enjoy this new look of hers, it just didn't feel natural. Of course the events which had just transpired may have also been a reason, she missed her body. Let's get going, shall we?
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PantheonMan laughed the others off, waving lazily with one hand and resting his chin upon his other fist. His scar-crossed eyebrow raised as he watched Lucky and his group leave. He didn't change his facing, but he spoke to one of the gold-bodied navis nearby."Odd mistress, isn't she? She's as faithful as a wife... no violent reaction, no arousal... there's more than just a few extra limbs missing from this picture,"[font=andalus][/font] he chuckled, smiling playfully as his thick lips cupped the rim of his pitcher. "I'm a bit of an expert on women and I can tell when they're being stubbornly faithful... It really does make me want to break them."[font=andalus][/font]
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Escort pressed her head up snugly to MachMan's shoulder as he carried her out of the casino. To his surprise, she was uncomfortably heavy; all of that tightly packed muscle evidently came at a price. "Ho ho! The night ends off with a bang, so to speak," Achilles chortled as the two walked by, clapping MachMan on the shoulder. "Lucky to the end, you bastard!"
Vector rejoined the group and they promptly exited the casino.
Escort discreetly brought out another limousine without making any accompanying motions. Even though it was without a driver, it would serve the purpose. "Our bodyguard will drive you folks home. Don't wait up on us," Escort cooed, waving goodbye to the Vector and the girls. She didn't give MachMan much of an option, opening the door since his hands were occupied and then wriggling out of his arms and into the leather seat, keeping one leg up provocatively. She pressed one arm across her breasts, which were still mostly exposed, and beckoned to him with the other finger.
Not having much of an option, he had to enter. She closed the door behind him, then exhaled extremely heavily. "I'm impressed, MachMan... Very impressed that you made it through all of that. Your acting was perfect," she sighed, fixing up her dress as quickly as she could. "I hope I didn't trouble you too much with all of that; we just had a lot to gain from such distracting in-character acting."
Her body was still very attractive as she breathed heavily and reclined across the black, leather seating with MachMan. She let out an uncharacteristic, real, and exasperated laugh, then trailed off and threw her head back into the seat. She clasped both hands over her face and continued laughing. "If any of the other girls ask about this, or especially the soldiers, please make something up."
Sitting back up, she rested one hand at her neck, as if to straighten her tie, but instead felt her pearl necklace. With another smile, she shrugged and dropped her arms. "Sorry for going on like that. Well, what do you say we go ahead and jack out? I'll e-mail you with the location of a Neo-Shogun headquarters that you can visit for supplies and new briefings in the future."
((Aera picked up 1800 zenny tip
Sylk picked up 3500 zenny tip
--FXP--
Mach/Sylk: 19
Mach/Escort: 16
Sylk/Escort: 10
E-mail will be sent once you leave the mission))
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Escort pressed her head up snugly to MachMan's shoulder as he carried her out of the casino. To his surprise, she was uncomfortably heavy; all of that tightly packed muscle evidently came at a price. "Ho ho! The night ends off with a bang, so to speak," Achilles chortled as the two walked by, clapping MachMan on the shoulder. "Lucky to the end, you bastard!"
Vector rejoined the group and they promptly exited the casino.
Escort discreetly brought out another limousine without making any accompanying motions. Even though it was without a driver, it would serve the purpose. "Our bodyguard will drive you folks home. Don't wait up on us," Escort cooed, waving goodbye to the Vector and the girls. She didn't give MachMan much of an option, opening the door since his hands were occupied and then wriggling out of his arms and into the leather seat, keeping one leg up provocatively. She pressed one arm across her breasts, which were still mostly exposed, and beckoned to him with the other finger.
Not having much of an option, he had to enter. She closed the door behind him, then exhaled extremely heavily. "I'm impressed, MachMan... Very impressed that you made it through all of that. Your acting was perfect," she sighed, fixing up her dress as quickly as she could. "I hope I didn't trouble you too much with all of that; we just had a lot to gain from such distracting in-character acting."
Her body was still very attractive as she breathed heavily and reclined across the black, leather seating with MachMan. She let out an uncharacteristic, real, and exasperated laugh, then trailed off and threw her head back into the seat. She clasped both hands over her face and continued laughing. "If any of the other girls ask about this, or especially the soldiers, please make something up."
Sitting back up, she rested one hand at her neck, as if to straighten her tie, but instead felt her pearl necklace. With another smile, she shrugged and dropped her arms. "Sorry for going on like that. Well, what do you say we go ahead and jack out? I'll e-mail you with the location of a Neo-Shogun headquarters that you can visit for supplies and new briefings in the future."
((Aera picked up 1800 zenny tip
Sylk picked up 3500 zenny tip
--FXP--
Mach/Sylk: 19
Mach/Escort: 16
Sylk/Escort: 10
E-mail will be sent once you leave the mission))
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Sylk smiled with the whole thing finally over. She didn't really get a chance to say goodbye to mach as escort made off with him, leaving her alone with Aera and vector to fend for themselves. She thought about sticking around for a bit, but after everything that had happened she was pretty tired. She never knew pole dancing was so much work.
I guess I'll be heading off as well. I could use some rest. Still, it was great to see you all again~ She chimed to her friends, crossing her hands across her waist as she looked around for nothing in particular. If you're ever free, please send me a message. The four of us need to meet up more often, don't you think? Heehee~
With a sigh of relief, she turned to face the two SPs. Sylk gave them a wave, as a blue light enveloped her body, slowly fading away from sight. Take care now~
[[Jack out]]
I guess I'll be heading off as well. I could use some rest. Still, it was great to see you all again~ She chimed to her friends, crossing her hands across her waist as she looked around for nothing in particular. If you're ever free, please send me a message. The four of us need to meet up more often, don't you think? Heehee~
With a sigh of relief, she turned to face the two SPs. Sylk gave them a wave, as a blue light enveloped her body, slowly fading away from sight. Take care now~
[[Jack out]]
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Mach started to adjust his tie as Escort fixed her dress. Mach also made a sigh of relief, mixed with the surprise of just how quickly Escort had turned off her Mrs. Lucky character.
Thank you, Miss Escort. Your acting was incredibly convincing as well, you had everyone fooled, including myself!
He smiled as he sat back in the seat of the limo. In the other car, Aera had joined Sylk in the back of the limo as Vector sat in the driver's seat. Aera was all smiles just as they closed the door.
That was pretty fun! Very weird, but fun!
Vector looked over from the driver seat and spoke as well.
Indeed. It was certainly an enlightening experience, but I'm just glad all of you are safe and the mission proceeded smoothly
Back in the first limo, Mach finally heard from his NetOp, he was starting to miss his voice. Mazer's face appeared in a pop-up window in front of them.
[Great work! I was getting a little worried there when the meeting suddenly started, but you all adapted very quickly! I'm glad we were able to be of assistance to you and the Neo-Shogunate, Escort.]
Mach started to laugh as well as Escort requested this operation to remain somewhat of a secret from the rest of her group.
Of course, haha! If you told any of my friends about this, they probably wouldn't believe you.
Mach unbuttoned his suit jacket and listened to Escort as she suggested their next move. It sounded like a fairly good idea, since their mission was now done, and the limo provided enough privacy to allow for a covert jack-out.
That sounds like a plan. I look forward to meeting the rest of the Neo-Shogunate members, same for Sylk and my SPs. Hopefully we meet again soon!
Mach extended his hand towards Escort, hoping for a handshake. Nestled in the palm of his hand is an email address; though they likely already have his address, it would be something for Escort herself, if she wanted to contact him. After shaking hands, Vector and Aera were alerted of their imminent departure, and all three started to glow cyan before they disappeared into the PET.
((Logged Out))
Thank you, Miss Escort. Your acting was incredibly convincing as well, you had everyone fooled, including myself!
He smiled as he sat back in the seat of the limo. In the other car, Aera had joined Sylk in the back of the limo as Vector sat in the driver's seat. Aera was all smiles just as they closed the door.
That was pretty fun! Very weird, but fun!
Vector looked over from the driver seat and spoke as well.
Indeed. It was certainly an enlightening experience, but I'm just glad all of you are safe and the mission proceeded smoothly
Back in the first limo, Mach finally heard from his NetOp, he was starting to miss his voice. Mazer's face appeared in a pop-up window in front of them.
[Great work! I was getting a little worried there when the meeting suddenly started, but you all adapted very quickly! I'm glad we were able to be of assistance to you and the Neo-Shogunate, Escort.]
Mach started to laugh as well as Escort requested this operation to remain somewhat of a secret from the rest of her group.
Of course, haha! If you told any of my friends about this, they probably wouldn't believe you.
Mach unbuttoned his suit jacket and listened to Escort as she suggested their next move. It sounded like a fairly good idea, since their mission was now done, and the limo provided enough privacy to allow for a covert jack-out.
That sounds like a plan. I look forward to meeting the rest of the Neo-Shogunate members, same for Sylk and my SPs. Hopefully we meet again soon!
Mach extended his hand towards Escort, hoping for a handshake. Nestled in the palm of his hand is an email address; though they likely already have his address, it would be something for Escort herself, if she wanted to contact him. After shaking hands, Vector and Aera were alerted of their imminent departure, and all three started to glow cyan before they disappeared into the PET.
((Logged Out))