Recent content by August Oreno

"Stop what..." He murmured softly as he laid another kiss right next to the one he had just planted. "I am not doing anything..." Except for traveling her neck like a map, kiss after kiss, laying a trail. Lale couldn't have known, of course, that he would have stopped if she had actually...

He allowed her to draw his head away... licking his lips as his eyes flicked up to meet hers. "Oh, I know you didn't come here for me." Oreno purred softly as his hand found her wrist... and suddenly yanked it up and pinned it above her head. "But it is as you said... you were going to be here...

Lale Carvyre "You know what they say... love and hate are so close to one another." Giving her neck a slow kiss now to hit it home as he pinned her wrist a bit firmer into the wall. Just to showcase the power he had over her in the moment. Outside of the room she was Lady Carvyre who could...

And yet she didn't manage to bury the sharp point into bare flesh. Strong fingers wrapped around her wrist before she could get there. Yanking her hand up and pinning it back into the wall as he gazed down at her. "Mm, come now, darling. No need to make any of this so ugly..." He murmured as...

He smiled at her hiss. "Oh, I know. I am not looking for that payment." She tried to get away from him, side-stepping around him, but he'd simply grab her by her shoulder and push her right back into the corner. "No... you can stay right here. Those two noble boys will verify you were here...

An order he didn't even contemplate to obey. There was no hesitation in his gesture. No, he just deposited the two men like a sack of potatoes outside, locked the door and then turned to her. His eyes on her, warm, leaning into the door for now. "Oh, yes, I do, but they didn't." Only then...

Eyebrows flicked up a touch more at that display. August knew it would be something carnal and lustful. But she looked almost bored, sandwiched between two gorgeous men. He wondered what it took to get a cold viper of a woman like her going. Maybe it involved whips and collars. Even with all...

Once it was clear that the party was well and truly ruined he left the window behind. Instead tracking down Lale. That part was easy enough, he had seen her and two noble boys sliding into one of the many private rooms of the house. He wasn't jealous. They weren't sworn to one another and never...

He turned around to watch her leave. Eyes flicking down to her ass. August was almost distracted enough to miss the condescension. Almost. Maybe he would have done as she asked if it had been without it. But... who knew. As it stood he got to work. Figuring out exactly where the man would be...

He smirked there. "Touchy, touchy." He murmured as he looked down at her, reversing the grip she had on him, until it was his fingers wrapped around her wrist. Guiding it up... just a touch and his grip was like steel. Squeezing there a little before finally letting go after the point was made...

He slowly reached out, letting his fingers brush her jaw, before tilting her head up by her chin. "Mm, disappointed? I wouldn't say so." August murmured softly while looking down at her. "It makes it more fun as far as I am concerned." Especially to break you... tame you. August didn't add...

A soft blink there and his hip brushed hers as he turned to her. "The host..." But he didn't sound worried, no, he simply sounded fascinated. "Mm, that will be fun." He took a deep swallow from his wine next. Really letting the taste savor on his tongue while watching her with interest...

Which was exactly why August didn't complain too much. She paid well and the jobs were relatively easy. It didn't mean he'd ever stop poking at her about it though. That was the other side of the benefits, she was really pokeable. "Mm, so you don't care if he is hurt beforehand or not. Quick...

A sharp smile. "Oh you and your silly need have your reputation clean." He purred softly as he walked on over to her. Glass offered and then tapping his against hers. "To our continued... Partnership." August sipped from his glass and watched her curiously. "Who is the target? And how painful...

Lale Carvyre "Mm... I seem to remember you telling me last time anyone could do what I do." He purred softly, glancing towards her and taking her in. Lale was lucky she was gorgeous. Because everything else about her frankly pissed the fuck out of him. "I am always available..." A beat...