natsuyoJun 05, 2014Jun 05, 2014 at 03:25 AM
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((This is Part Three of Natsuyo Stoneblade's story. He is learning to be a Courtesean and get's his first client...))
Natsuyo followed the Bosmer Thane thinking about what the Jarl had said. Would he really become a whore? Selling his body to pay an insurmountable debt? Then he remembered what the woman said about being a companion, having illicit contracts. Even the Jarl showed a wicked grin at the mention of illicit contracts which meant that Natsuyo would be expierencing pain at some point in time.
"Your first lesson is here." the Thane said, pointing towards the inn.
She walked through the doors, allowing Nat to follow. Music filled the air fighting for dominance admidst the chatter coming from the inn's patrons. The large room smelled of mead and cooked chicken as Natsuyo continued to follow his new trainer. She stopped several feet away from the musicians. The group was definately odd, thought Natsuyo as he eyed an Argonian lute player, her clawed fingers dancing over the stringed instrument, a Dark Elf was plaing a flute, there was an Orc on drums, and a scantily clad Khajiit dancing, her tail waving back and fourth; inticing customers to part with their coin.
"Entertainer's are a form of being a companion. Servicing is a part of being a companion. Doing whatever is required by your contract to please your contractor." the Thane explained as Natsuyo looked around the room.
"First you need to learn an intrument, two would be better. Then you'll learn how to serve refreshments with a genuine smile. We will go from there." she stated and ushered him out of the inn.
For the next several months Natsuyo played the lute and flute during the days and at night he would serve the patrons at the local inn. His fingers bled and toughened into callouses but that wasn't the way Courtesean's finger's were supposed to be so the Thane would always pocure a salve and Nat would rub the gel onto his palms, making his hands smoother but still firm enough to wield a sword. During this time his teacher let him grow his hair out and soon his hair was no longer stubby and militant in style.
Natsuyo was soon good enough to perform at the inn with the other musicians and every now and then he would pick up a tray and fulfill orders on the busy nights. When the night ended, Nat would give all his earning to the Thane. The Bosmer grinned at the extra earnings and pocketed a good portion for herself before sending the rest to the Jarl. She didn't notice Natsuyo watching her pocket the extra coin and he honestly didn't care. He just wanted to feel safe and the Bosmer was giving him that.
The next morning when Natsuyo woke up the Thane explained, "Learn some trade crafts. Sometimes crafters will pay a heafty amount of coin inorder to take a break..."
Natsuyo oblieged and became apprentices to a seamstress which he found weird but didn't say anything, he learned to smith swords and heavy armor, the last thing he learned was to work with wood, crafting staffs of flame and healing. This portion of his training took a year and a half and even then it was just rudementary. If Natsuyo wanted to get better in the craft he would need to fine tune it on his own time. By now his hair was long enough to be tied back loosely behind his head.
At the end of his training his new teacher congradulated him by saying, "It's you're birthday today. You are now 18 and I will send you to a place where you will learn the sensual arts."
"I'm going to learn to be a whore." Natsuyo stated bluntly.
"A Courtesean." the Thane explained, her mouth in a grim line.
Natsuyo still didn't think he knew the difference however he was going to learn. The next day the Bosmer loaded up a couple of horses and the two of them made their way to Riften. On their way to Riften they were attacked by bandits, inwhich the Bosmer Thane dispatched them easily. Overall the trip took a couple days and they reached the town several hours after the sun rose.
The stone walls of Riften towered over Natsuyo as they approached the city. Natsuyo stabled their horses and approached the small fortified entrance which was guarded by two men. Nat inspected the two guards as he got closer. They were both Nords, one blonde the other brunette. Blondie reeked of alcohol and was easily the same body size as Natsuyo and probably just a few years older too. The brunette stood straighter and was definately the one in charge between the two. He gauged Natsuyo and the Thane with shifty eyes which made Natsuyo think the guard took part in illegal activities after hours. Rumor's ran wild when it came to Riften; ever since the Blackbriars lost power when their Matriarch mysteriously disappeared. The most prominant rumor was that there was an underground city beneith Riften, ran by the Thief's Guild.
"Twenty gold pieces fer the both of ya to pass through..." the brunette said with a grin that showed missing teeth.
The blonde seemed to wake up at the mention of "gold" as he brought up a hand to scratch at his low trimmed beard before he straightened and guffed out, "It is a tax we collect."
Natsuyo avoided the eye's of the blonde and tried to look at the brunette but his gaze faultered again. Then he looked at his Thane and noticed her rigid back, her mouth in a grim line, and her eyes narrowed as he approached the lead guard. She said in an intimidating voice, "You will let us through now or I will show you two your own spleen. There are no taxes for entering a town."
Both men paled a bit and straightened their backs. Their eyes widened in fear as they responded, "Y-Yes ma'am. N-No illegal activities while y-you're visiting..." Then the guards parted the gates for them.
Natsuyo bowed his head in thanks; his natural subserviance from a being a whipping boy for ten years making the action automatic. The Thane looked at the blonde and raised an eyebrow at him calculating, before she walked past them eyes straight forward with an air of menace surrounding her like a cloud. The stories Natsuyo heard about Riften made it seem like a hovel with an underground city. He peered at the buildings with newly furnished exteriors, healthy grass sprouted from rich soil, people were even milling about the streets without a care in the world. This was not what he expected of the City that secretly housed the Thieve's Guild.
His face must've shown his surprise as his mentor said, "Wait till the evening... That is when the true face of this town shows itself."
Natsuyo nodded and followed the Bosmer through the town and into the Market. She explained the difference in leathers, clothing, and even hand made soaps. Texture and smell were a powerful aphrodisiac, she continued to teach as she allowed Nat to touch each fabric and the smell of each soap bar. At one of the stalls, Natsuyo's teacher whispered to the elderly Altmer making her making her eye Natsuyo and giggle. Nat felt heat rise heat rise up his cheeks as the two women asked him to turn in front of them, all the while the giggles continued.
"Yes Mistress... I'll work on it right away!" the merchant said, pocketing a few coins before she hastily put away her wares and closed the shop.
"What did you say to her that convinced her to close before midday?" Natsuyo queried.
The Thane replied in a sultry voice, "Purchased your first outfit as a courtesean. The Altmer woman was so excited to get started she closed her shop."
Natsuyo had a few moments to ponder what outfit was going to be worth closing down a merchant stand before his teacher said, "Tonight you will learn to pleasure women and...men and then tomorrow your outfit will be ready."
Natsuyo nodded sheepishly and followed his teacher towards the inn and then they went inside where the Argonian inn keeper nodded towards them. The Thane acknowledged the nod and went up stairs to a double sized bedroom with a large bed and a small bed divided by a wooden screen. Nat was placed on the large bed and the Thane circled around him. She sighed and motioned for Natsuyo to undress and get into the tub behind yet another divider. Natsuyo did as he was told and undressed before his teacher before getting into the tub. The Bosmer Thane walked out of the room for a few moments and came back with a large pitcher of water which she used to fill the tub with. Behind her were several house workers and surprisingly the male Argonian inn keeper, all bringing in the same size pitcher. The water smelled of herbs and spices as the fragrence assaulted Natsuyo's nose.
The Thane excused the servants and grabbed a linen cloth which she used to whipe the grime and dirt from the travel off Natsuyo's skin. He layed in the herbal mixed water and relished in the the feel of cloth gliding over his skin he brought his hands cupping water and bringing it over his head. A bar of soap was placed in his empty hands and his teacher walked out of the room to leave him to clean himself. Nat slid the bar over his skin and relished in the feel and scent of the soap. He dunked his head and held his breath until his lungs started to burn. With a gasping breath, Natsuyo brought his head out of the water.
Strong hands gripped Natsuyo shoulder's, shocking him as he swiveled to look into the blue eyes of the Blonde Nord guard from when they arrived. Nat thought back on that morning when the Thane looked questioningly at the guard and he wondered how she had figured him out to be one who seeks attention from men. In all honesty it didn't matter to Natsuyo, those strong hands flexed on his shoulder's and then slowly made their way down his chest and into the water the callouses on those hands making his skin stand on end. A thought squeezed into his head at the current situation and how this could be part of being a courtesean. The nord gaurd took his hands away and Natsuyo heard the muffled sound of clothes dropping to the floor. The water rose and pushed out the side and into a drop pan underneith the tub.
He was now sitting inbetween the leg of the guard staring at those blue eyes that Nat had avoided this morning. Now that he was looking at them, the Nord was hiding sorrow and disgust in those irises and all Nat wanted to do was make him forget whatever bothered him. Natsuyo turned the man around and sat kneeling behind him and started to knead the tense muscles in the guards back. This action caused him to straighten uncomfortably. Nat continued to rub the tense muscle and brought his hands down the man's back atempting to rub out all the sorrow and pain. Without thinking about it, Natsuyo pressed his lips against the collar bone, licking and nuzzling the muscle as his hands continued to work down the muscled back of his client.
Soon the guard finally started to relax and that's what Natsuyo wanted, he wanted the man to feel like he was wanted, needed. The water around them was rapidly cooling, causing a chill to run down Natsuyo's spine and must have gone through his hands because the guard held onto Natsuyo's hands and lifted them both from the tub and over towards a chest at the end of the bed where he procured two cloths for drying them off. Natsuyo grabbed both of them, dropping on on the ground beneath him to catching the falling drops of water and the other he started to slowly drag across the guards flushed skin.
The movements were slow and sensual as Nat started with the guard's back, a mirror was attached to a little desk infront of them, allowing Natsuyo to look into those sad blue eyes of his client. As he moved lower to mid back and stole the drops of water from the skin Natsuyo noticed the blue eye's started to darken, a heat started to radiate from the guards skin and when Natsuyo brought the cloth to lightly tap on the underclothes of his client, his breathing started to deepen as well. Did this mean he was succeeding in his duty? Natsuyo thought when he turned the guard around and looked up into those eye's that seemed to burrow holes in him.
A tiny voice in the back of his mind told him that he was doing it wrong, that he was starting to have feelings for this stranger that the Thane must have paid off to teach Natusyo the ropes. In the forefront of his mind Natsuyo thought this was what his client needed, not someone who would throw lust at him, lay to bed with him then walk away when it was over. No, this man needed to know that there was still a reason for him to be alive. That the sadness he expierenced before this night wasn't the only thing left to him in the world. All of these thoughts ran through his mind in seconds as Natsuyo rubbed the cloth over the guards face, the guard never blinking for leaving eye contact with Nat.
Slowly Natsuyo brought the cloth down the cords of muscle in the guards neck and moved onto the slightly hairy chest of his client. This guard had been trained and seasoned, thought Natsuyo as he hesitated at certain intervals in his drying process, examining the few healed over scars of battle. He moved lower, trailing the chest hair down to the top of the guards underclothes where he noticed an errection waiting for him. Natusyo kneeled ontop of the cloth under him and looked up the landscape of skin and muscle until he reached the guards eye's a need unlike Natsuyo has ever seen before in a person's eyes threatened to engulf him.
Before Natsuyo could continue his path of drying his client, the guard pulled him up by his arms and hugged him tightly, his hands snaking up to entangle themselves in his hair before coarse facial hair scratched at Natsuyo's face. Weathered lips found his and the guard pressed them together a force of needing swallowing Natsuyo whole. Nat heard moaning and realized the noise was coming from his own mouth and wasn't surprised when his lips parted to a demanding tongue that sought to explore him from the inside out. He was falling into this client and he knew he shouldn't be having feelings for this man.
Natsuyo's equillibriam changed as he found himself horizontal on the bed, his arms stretched above his head and held there by one hand from the guard. The restraint didn't bother Natsuyo as he continued to be devoured by the needy lips and tongue. The guard let a low growl escape his mouth as he pulled away from Nat's lips and licked a path down Natsuyo's chest, his dark blue eyes looking feral. Nat didn't know what the guard wanted as he laid there feeling the liquid path the man was making on his chest.
"Fight against me restraining you boy..." the guard stated in a husky voice.
Natsuyo did as he was told and started to push agaisnt the restraints and wasn't shocked to find that he wasn't able to break the hold. The guard was more encouraged now that Natsuyo was "atempting to fight" for control of the situation but it didn't last long. Before long Natsuyo was flipped over onto his stomach and that explorative tongue found its way down his spine. Automatically, Natsuyo felt his spine bent and offer himself up to his client who had ripped away the thin underclothes Nat was wearing in the tub. The sound of tearing cloth sent a shiver of desire through Natsuyo's body that surprised him.
The trail of molten lava produce by the guards tongue found it's way to Natsuyo's crack where it coaxed and opening for the guard to tease. Pleasure and desire warred inside Nat's body as the guard continued to tease him. Grabbled, unpronouncable words made their way out of Natsuyo's mouth as it felt like warm electricity made it's way throught his body. Then something happened, the guards tongue disappeared and was replaced by hot, smooth, steel-like flesh and Natsuyo knew what was going to happen next. He tried to take a breath but was denied as the guard just pierced him without warning.
Natsuyo took a shuddering breath as his body tried to expel the intruder and failed. He dropped his head forward, his hair dangling in the air around his face as he took deep breaths. Behind him the guard, himself, inhaled deeply as he just stood behind Nat, his errection completely sheathed inside Natsuyo. The moment lasted only for a second as the guard started to pull himself out and Natsuyo felt the slide of skin against his cheeks. A sound of a cork coming out of a phial interrupted his thoughts and the next time the guard pushed himself inside Natsuyo it seemed slicker, easier, and not as invading as the first time. The guard pushed himself back in fully and then started to retreat again and Natsuyo figured this is what most men or women will contract him for... intercourse.
The guard began to increase his speed, his arm's could be seen to each side of Natsuyo's head supporting his weight. After the initial shock Natsuyo didn't even realize that he had moved up the bed and the guard had followed suit and now Natsuyo was balling the blanket on the bed in his fists as the guard continued his pace. Then something changed, the rythm the guard started to quicken faster and harder, the sound of skin slapping skin filled the air as moans and grunts increased in volume. Natsuyo felt the guard kiss the back of his neck and nibbled the skin there while the speed of his thrusting continued to increase. His own errection was bobbing in time with the slap of pelvis to buttocks, a warm sensation filling up in his belly. The sensation continued to grow until it seemed too hot for Natsuyo to keep inside of him. He shuddered as he let go, the sensation of the large body ontop of him, the lips and teetch against the skin of his neck, and the sounds of skin against skin made Natsuyo release. The spasm racked his body and tightened his insides, his arms couldn't hold him up anymore, but before he fell to the bed, the guards large and strong arms held him up so now they were on their knee's, Natsuyo's back in line with the guards chest and stomach. His client held him there panting, his one hand on Natsuyo's stomach the other wrapped lightly around his neck. He lowered Natsuyo onto the bed and laid behind him, his chest and heart pounding with the physical exerstion that he had expended. Natsuyo brought his hand to hold the guards hand, finally feeling safe until he heard clapping.
"Well done.... well done indeed." The Thane said slowly clapping her hands.
The guard held his breath for a moment, kissed the back of Natsuyo's neck, before removing himself from the bed. Nat turned to see his teacher looking at him with a glint in her eyes that betrayed her hapiness. Natsuyo's first client dressed himself, took one more look at Natsuyo before turning towards his mistress where he unloaded a handful of gold coins into her palm before leaving the room. Natsuyo quickly concealed himself and looked at his mentor waiting for her to tell him what to do, while that small piece of him that felt safe shattered like glass in his mind. He had done what he was supposed to do and made his client happy, giving him what he needed, but in doing so he did the one thing Courteseans weren't supposed to, he gave a little of his own heart in the process.
The Bosmer looked at Natsuyo and smiled saying, "You did spectacular for your first time. That guard was skeptical at first but you lured him some how. Whatever it was you need to do that to every client in your future."
"Yes Ma'am." Natsuyo nodded in acknowledgement, wondering if this would make him a better courtesean, constantly offering a piece of himself to his clients just to hear it shatter in his mind. If it got the debt he owed to his Jarl completed faster than so be it. A little piece of himself dying each time was worth getting away from his master...
((Part Three Finished. I wasn't expecting this part to be this long honestly.... And I still haven't gotten to the point where he gets completely banished from Skyrim. Unfortunately I will have to write a Part Four and end it there.... :thumb: :anxious: ))
Natsuyo followed the Bosmer Thane thinking about what the Jarl had said. Would he really become a whore? Selling his body to pay an insurmountable debt? Then he remembered what the woman said about being a companion, having illicit contracts. Even the Jarl showed a wicked grin at the mention of illicit contracts which meant that Natsuyo would be expierencing pain at some point in time.
"Your first lesson is here." the Thane said, pointing towards the inn.
She walked through the doors, allowing Nat to follow. Music filled the air fighting for dominance admidst the chatter coming from the inn's patrons. The large room smelled of mead and cooked chicken as Natsuyo continued to follow his new trainer. She stopped several feet away from the musicians. The group was definately odd, thought Natsuyo as he eyed an Argonian lute player, her clawed fingers dancing over the stringed instrument, a Dark Elf was plaing a flute, there was an Orc on drums, and a scantily clad Khajiit dancing, her tail waving back and fourth; inticing customers to part with their coin.
"Entertainer's are a form of being a companion. Servicing is a part of being a companion. Doing whatever is required by your contract to please your contractor." the Thane explained as Natsuyo looked around the room.
"First you need to learn an intrument, two would be better. Then you'll learn how to serve refreshments with a genuine smile. We will go from there." she stated and ushered him out of the inn.
For the next several months Natsuyo played the lute and flute during the days and at night he would serve the patrons at the local inn. His fingers bled and toughened into callouses but that wasn't the way Courtesean's finger's were supposed to be so the Thane would always pocure a salve and Nat would rub the gel onto his palms, making his hands smoother but still firm enough to wield a sword. During this time his teacher let him grow his hair out and soon his hair was no longer stubby and militant in style.
Natsuyo was soon good enough to perform at the inn with the other musicians and every now and then he would pick up a tray and fulfill orders on the busy nights. When the night ended, Nat would give all his earning to the Thane. The Bosmer grinned at the extra earnings and pocketed a good portion for herself before sending the rest to the Jarl. She didn't notice Natsuyo watching her pocket the extra coin and he honestly didn't care. He just wanted to feel safe and the Bosmer was giving him that.
The next morning when Natsuyo woke up the Thane explained, "Learn some trade crafts. Sometimes crafters will pay a heafty amount of coin inorder to take a break..."
Natsuyo oblieged and became apprentices to a seamstress which he found weird but didn't say anything, he learned to smith swords and heavy armor, the last thing he learned was to work with wood, crafting staffs of flame and healing. This portion of his training took a year and a half and even then it was just rudementary. If Natsuyo wanted to get better in the craft he would need to fine tune it on his own time. By now his hair was long enough to be tied back loosely behind his head.
At the end of his training his new teacher congradulated him by saying, "It's you're birthday today. You are now 18 and I will send you to a place where you will learn the sensual arts."
"I'm going to learn to be a whore." Natsuyo stated bluntly.
"A Courtesean." the Thane explained, her mouth in a grim line.
Natsuyo still didn't think he knew the difference however he was going to learn. The next day the Bosmer loaded up a couple of horses and the two of them made their way to Riften. On their way to Riften they were attacked by bandits, inwhich the Bosmer Thane dispatched them easily. Overall the trip took a couple days and they reached the town several hours after the sun rose.
The stone walls of Riften towered over Natsuyo as they approached the city. Natsuyo stabled their horses and approached the small fortified entrance which was guarded by two men. Nat inspected the two guards as he got closer. They were both Nords, one blonde the other brunette. Blondie reeked of alcohol and was easily the same body size as Natsuyo and probably just a few years older too. The brunette stood straighter and was definately the one in charge between the two. He gauged Natsuyo and the Thane with shifty eyes which made Natsuyo think the guard took part in illegal activities after hours. Rumor's ran wild when it came to Riften; ever since the Blackbriars lost power when their Matriarch mysteriously disappeared. The most prominant rumor was that there was an underground city beneith Riften, ran by the Thief's Guild.
"Twenty gold pieces fer the both of ya to pass through..." the brunette said with a grin that showed missing teeth.
The blonde seemed to wake up at the mention of "gold" as he brought up a hand to scratch at his low trimmed beard before he straightened and guffed out, "It is a tax we collect."
Natsuyo avoided the eye's of the blonde and tried to look at the brunette but his gaze faultered again. Then he looked at his Thane and noticed her rigid back, her mouth in a grim line, and her eyes narrowed as he approached the lead guard. She said in an intimidating voice, "You will let us through now or I will show you two your own spleen. There are no taxes for entering a town."
Both men paled a bit and straightened their backs. Their eyes widened in fear as they responded, "Y-Yes ma'am. N-No illegal activities while y-you're visiting..." Then the guards parted the gates for them.
Natsuyo bowed his head in thanks; his natural subserviance from a being a whipping boy for ten years making the action automatic. The Thane looked at the blonde and raised an eyebrow at him calculating, before she walked past them eyes straight forward with an air of menace surrounding her like a cloud. The stories Natsuyo heard about Riften made it seem like a hovel with an underground city. He peered at the buildings with newly furnished exteriors, healthy grass sprouted from rich soil, people were even milling about the streets without a care in the world. This was not what he expected of the City that secretly housed the Thieve's Guild.
His face must've shown his surprise as his mentor said, "Wait till the evening... That is when the true face of this town shows itself."
Natsuyo nodded and followed the Bosmer through the town and into the Market. She explained the difference in leathers, clothing, and even hand made soaps. Texture and smell were a powerful aphrodisiac, she continued to teach as she allowed Nat to touch each fabric and the smell of each soap bar. At one of the stalls, Natsuyo's teacher whispered to the elderly Altmer making her making her eye Natsuyo and giggle. Nat felt heat rise heat rise up his cheeks as the two women asked him to turn in front of them, all the while the giggles continued.
"Yes Mistress... I'll work on it right away!" the merchant said, pocketing a few coins before she hastily put away her wares and closed the shop.
"What did you say to her that convinced her to close before midday?" Natsuyo queried.
The Thane replied in a sultry voice, "Purchased your first outfit as a courtesean. The Altmer woman was so excited to get started she closed her shop."
Natsuyo had a few moments to ponder what outfit was going to be worth closing down a merchant stand before his teacher said, "Tonight you will learn to pleasure women and...men and then tomorrow your outfit will be ready."
Natsuyo nodded sheepishly and followed his teacher towards the inn and then they went inside where the Argonian inn keeper nodded towards them. The Thane acknowledged the nod and went up stairs to a double sized bedroom with a large bed and a small bed divided by a wooden screen. Nat was placed on the large bed and the Thane circled around him. She sighed and motioned for Natsuyo to undress and get into the tub behind yet another divider. Natsuyo did as he was told and undressed before his teacher before getting into the tub. The Bosmer Thane walked out of the room for a few moments and came back with a large pitcher of water which she used to fill the tub with. Behind her were several house workers and surprisingly the male Argonian inn keeper, all bringing in the same size pitcher. The water smelled of herbs and spices as the fragrence assaulted Natsuyo's nose.
The Thane excused the servants and grabbed a linen cloth which she used to whipe the grime and dirt from the travel off Natsuyo's skin. He layed in the herbal mixed water and relished in the the feel of cloth gliding over his skin he brought his hands cupping water and bringing it over his head. A bar of soap was placed in his empty hands and his teacher walked out of the room to leave him to clean himself. Nat slid the bar over his skin and relished in the feel and scent of the soap. He dunked his head and held his breath until his lungs started to burn. With a gasping breath, Natsuyo brought his head out of the water.
Strong hands gripped Natsuyo shoulder's, shocking him as he swiveled to look into the blue eyes of the Blonde Nord guard from when they arrived. Nat thought back on that morning when the Thane looked questioningly at the guard and he wondered how she had figured him out to be one who seeks attention from men. In all honesty it didn't matter to Natsuyo, those strong hands flexed on his shoulder's and then slowly made their way down his chest and into the water the callouses on those hands making his skin stand on end. A thought squeezed into his head at the current situation and how this could be part of being a courtesean. The nord gaurd took his hands away and Natsuyo heard the muffled sound of clothes dropping to the floor. The water rose and pushed out the side and into a drop pan underneith the tub.
He was now sitting inbetween the leg of the guard staring at those blue eyes that Nat had avoided this morning. Now that he was looking at them, the Nord was hiding sorrow and disgust in those irises and all Nat wanted to do was make him forget whatever bothered him. Natsuyo turned the man around and sat kneeling behind him and started to knead the tense muscles in the guards back. This action caused him to straighten uncomfortably. Nat continued to rub the tense muscle and brought his hands down the man's back atempting to rub out all the sorrow and pain. Without thinking about it, Natsuyo pressed his lips against the collar bone, licking and nuzzling the muscle as his hands continued to work down the muscled back of his client.
Soon the guard finally started to relax and that's what Natsuyo wanted, he wanted the man to feel like he was wanted, needed. The water around them was rapidly cooling, causing a chill to run down Natsuyo's spine and must have gone through his hands because the guard held onto Natsuyo's hands and lifted them both from the tub and over towards a chest at the end of the bed where he procured two cloths for drying them off. Natsuyo grabbed both of them, dropping on on the ground beneath him to catching the falling drops of water and the other he started to slowly drag across the guards flushed skin.
The movements were slow and sensual as Nat started with the guard's back, a mirror was attached to a little desk infront of them, allowing Natsuyo to look into those sad blue eyes of his client. As he moved lower to mid back and stole the drops of water from the skin Natsuyo noticed the blue eye's started to darken, a heat started to radiate from the guards skin and when Natsuyo brought the cloth to lightly tap on the underclothes of his client, his breathing started to deepen as well. Did this mean he was succeeding in his duty? Natsuyo thought when he turned the guard around and looked up into those eye's that seemed to burrow holes in him.
A tiny voice in the back of his mind told him that he was doing it wrong, that he was starting to have feelings for this stranger that the Thane must have paid off to teach Natusyo the ropes. In the forefront of his mind Natsuyo thought this was what his client needed, not someone who would throw lust at him, lay to bed with him then walk away when it was over. No, this man needed to know that there was still a reason for him to be alive. That the sadness he expierenced before this night wasn't the only thing left to him in the world. All of these thoughts ran through his mind in seconds as Natsuyo rubbed the cloth over the guards face, the guard never blinking for leaving eye contact with Nat.
Slowly Natsuyo brought the cloth down the cords of muscle in the guards neck and moved onto the slightly hairy chest of his client. This guard had been trained and seasoned, thought Natsuyo as he hesitated at certain intervals in his drying process, examining the few healed over scars of battle. He moved lower, trailing the chest hair down to the top of the guards underclothes where he noticed an errection waiting for him. Natusyo kneeled ontop of the cloth under him and looked up the landscape of skin and muscle until he reached the guards eye's a need unlike Natsuyo has ever seen before in a person's eyes threatened to engulf him.
Before Natsuyo could continue his path of drying his client, the guard pulled him up by his arms and hugged him tightly, his hands snaking up to entangle themselves in his hair before coarse facial hair scratched at Natsuyo's face. Weathered lips found his and the guard pressed them together a force of needing swallowing Natsuyo whole. Nat heard moaning and realized the noise was coming from his own mouth and wasn't surprised when his lips parted to a demanding tongue that sought to explore him from the inside out. He was falling into this client and he knew he shouldn't be having feelings for this man.
Natsuyo's equillibriam changed as he found himself horizontal on the bed, his arms stretched above his head and held there by one hand from the guard. The restraint didn't bother Natsuyo as he continued to be devoured by the needy lips and tongue. The guard let a low growl escape his mouth as he pulled away from Nat's lips and licked a path down Natsuyo's chest, his dark blue eyes looking feral. Nat didn't know what the guard wanted as he laid there feeling the liquid path the man was making on his chest.
"Fight against me restraining you boy..." the guard stated in a husky voice.
Natsuyo did as he was told and started to push agaisnt the restraints and wasn't shocked to find that he wasn't able to break the hold. The guard was more encouraged now that Natsuyo was "atempting to fight" for control of the situation but it didn't last long. Before long Natsuyo was flipped over onto his stomach and that explorative tongue found its way down his spine. Automatically, Natsuyo felt his spine bent and offer himself up to his client who had ripped away the thin underclothes Nat was wearing in the tub. The sound of tearing cloth sent a shiver of desire through Natsuyo's body that surprised him.
The trail of molten lava produce by the guards tongue found it's way to Natsuyo's crack where it coaxed and opening for the guard to tease. Pleasure and desire warred inside Nat's body as the guard continued to tease him. Grabbled, unpronouncable words made their way out of Natsuyo's mouth as it felt like warm electricity made it's way throught his body. Then something happened, the guards tongue disappeared and was replaced by hot, smooth, steel-like flesh and Natsuyo knew what was going to happen next. He tried to take a breath but was denied as the guard just pierced him without warning.
Natsuyo took a shuddering breath as his body tried to expel the intruder and failed. He dropped his head forward, his hair dangling in the air around his face as he took deep breaths. Behind him the guard, himself, inhaled deeply as he just stood behind Nat, his errection completely sheathed inside Natsuyo. The moment lasted only for a second as the guard started to pull himself out and Natsuyo felt the slide of skin against his cheeks. A sound of a cork coming out of a phial interrupted his thoughts and the next time the guard pushed himself inside Natsuyo it seemed slicker, easier, and not as invading as the first time. The guard pushed himself back in fully and then started to retreat again and Natsuyo figured this is what most men or women will contract him for... intercourse.
The guard began to increase his speed, his arm's could be seen to each side of Natsuyo's head supporting his weight. After the initial shock Natsuyo didn't even realize that he had moved up the bed and the guard had followed suit and now Natsuyo was balling the blanket on the bed in his fists as the guard continued his pace. Then something changed, the rythm the guard started to quicken faster and harder, the sound of skin slapping skin filled the air as moans and grunts increased in volume. Natsuyo felt the guard kiss the back of his neck and nibbled the skin there while the speed of his thrusting continued to increase. His own errection was bobbing in time with the slap of pelvis to buttocks, a warm sensation filling up in his belly. The sensation continued to grow until it seemed too hot for Natsuyo to keep inside of him. He shuddered as he let go, the sensation of the large body ontop of him, the lips and teetch against the skin of his neck, and the sounds of skin against skin made Natsuyo release. The spasm racked his body and tightened his insides, his arms couldn't hold him up anymore, but before he fell to the bed, the guards large and strong arms held him up so now they were on their knee's, Natsuyo's back in line with the guards chest and stomach. His client held him there panting, his one hand on Natsuyo's stomach the other wrapped lightly around his neck. He lowered Natsuyo onto the bed and laid behind him, his chest and heart pounding with the physical exerstion that he had expended. Natsuyo brought his hand to hold the guards hand, finally feeling safe until he heard clapping.
"Well done.... well done indeed." The Thane said slowly clapping her hands.
The guard held his breath for a moment, kissed the back of Natsuyo's neck, before removing himself from the bed. Nat turned to see his teacher looking at him with a glint in her eyes that betrayed her hapiness. Natsuyo's first client dressed himself, took one more look at Natsuyo before turning towards his mistress where he unloaded a handful of gold coins into her palm before leaving the room. Natsuyo quickly concealed himself and looked at his mentor waiting for her to tell him what to do, while that small piece of him that felt safe shattered like glass in his mind. He had done what he was supposed to do and made his client happy, giving him what he needed, but in doing so he did the one thing Courteseans weren't supposed to, he gave a little of his own heart in the process.
The Bosmer looked at Natsuyo and smiled saying, "You did spectacular for your first time. That guard was skeptical at first but you lured him some how. Whatever it was you need to do that to every client in your future."
"Yes Ma'am." Natsuyo nodded in acknowledgement, wondering if this would make him a better courtesean, constantly offering a piece of himself to his clients just to hear it shatter in his mind. If it got the debt he owed to his Jarl completed faster than so be it. A little piece of himself dying each time was worth getting away from his master...
((Part Three Finished. I wasn't expecting this part to be this long honestly.... And I still haven't gotten to the point where he gets completely banished from Skyrim. Unfortunately I will have to write a Part Four and end it there.... :thumb: :anxious: ))
TryynityJun 05, 2014