I had some free time, so I wrote up a little bit of Aya. Any other brothel characters I end up writing can share the thread.
Aya
Jaded Hedonist & Peerless Courtesan
You brush aside a translucent curtain as you step into Aya's room in the brothel, and take a moment to look around. Richly brocaded pillows fill the room, stacked up and on each other in wide drifts, burying the floor beneath padded silk. The courtesan herself is nowhere to be seen.
"Hello? Aya?"
Nobody replies. Classical music drifts from around a corner, deeper into the apartment.
Crossing the cushioned floor, you turn the corner and immediately spot the resident escort. Aya lounges in a drift of pillows, her eyes closed, her nine golden tails twining into the soft silk. A long, thin pipe dangles between two of her fingers, wisps of smoke trailing up from it towards the ceiling. As you watch, she lifts the pipe to her mouth, takes a long drag, and blows out a smoke ring with a sigh.
"Hello?"
One of Aya's foxlike ears twitches slightly, and she wriggles a little, half-turning in her pillow-pile - then she settles back down, apparently content with her new position on her side. The classical music swells, and a small smile appears on her lips.
While you hardly oppose the chance to ogle the full-breasted Sionach's nude body, you did pay for something a bit more hands-on. You clear your throat and try again, pitching your words to carry over the classical music. "Aya?"
The Sionach sighs, fishing a remote control out from between two pillows. With a click, the music cuts off abruptly. "Yes, what?"
[Sex] [Talk] [Refund]
> Sex
"You want sex? Oh, you're a client. Go right ahead, do whatever you want. I don't see why you need to interrupt my music in order to fuck me." She clicks her remote again, and the orchestral piece swells back to life.
[Pay Attention!] [Missionary] [Lying Doggy] [Spoon] [Oral]
Aya
Jaded Hedonist & Peerless Courtesan
You brush aside a translucent curtain as you step into Aya's room in the brothel, and take a moment to look around. Richly brocaded pillows fill the room, stacked up and on each other in wide drifts, burying the floor beneath padded silk. The courtesan herself is nowhere to be seen.
"Hello? Aya?"
Nobody replies. Classical music drifts from around a corner, deeper into the apartment.
Crossing the cushioned floor, you turn the corner and immediately spot the resident escort. Aya lounges in a drift of pillows, her eyes closed, her nine golden tails twining into the soft silk. A long, thin pipe dangles between two of her fingers, wisps of smoke trailing up from it towards the ceiling. As you watch, she lifts the pipe to her mouth, takes a long drag, and blows out a smoke ring with a sigh.
"Hello?"
One of Aya's foxlike ears twitches slightly, and she wriggles a little, half-turning in her pillow-pile - then she settles back down, apparently content with her new position on her side. The classical music swells, and a small smile appears on her lips.
While you hardly oppose the chance to ogle the full-breasted Sionach's nude body, you did pay for something a bit more hands-on. You clear your throat and try again, pitching your words to carry over the classical music. "Aya?"
The Sionach sighs, fishing a remote control out from between two pillows. With a click, the music cuts off abruptly. "Yes, what?"
[Sex] [Talk] [Refund]
> Sex
"You want sex? Oh, you're a client. Go right ahead, do whatever you want. I don't see why you need to interrupt my music in order to fuck me." She clicks her remote again, and the orchestral piece swells back to life.
[Pay Attention!] [Missionary] [Lying Doggy] [Spoon] [Oral]
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