𝘼𝙡𝙞𝙨𝙤𝙣 𝙎𝙝𝙖𝙙𝙤𝙬𝙘𝙡𝙖𝙬

She would probably continue their tryst from the night before~

∆ 𝙎𝙝𝙖𝙙𝙤𝙬𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙩 ∆

"𝙄'𝙫𝙚 𝙣𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙗𝙚𝙚𝙣 𝙖𝙗𝙡𝙚 𝙩𝙤 𝙬𝙧𝙞𝙩𝙚 𝙈𝙮 𝙤𝙬𝙣 𝙛𝙪𝙩𝙪𝙧𝙚. 𝙄 𝙬𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙙𝙣'𝙩 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙣 𝙠𝙣𝙤𝙬 𝙬𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙩𝙤 𝙗𝙚𝙜𝙞𝙣."

•Written by #Invicta

•Lewd Portrayal of Shadowheart from BG3

•MDNI | Lewd or Dark themes ahead

Then c'mere and get some~

Alison is already cooking her venison. It takes more time to do that than it does vegetables, so she's waiting for Vy, an open fire spitting.

She hopes the princess doesn't take too much longer.

𝑌𝑜𝑢'𝑑 𝑏𝑒 𝑠𝑢𝑟𝑝𝑟𝑖𝑠𝑒𝑑 𝑤ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑎 𝑚𝑎𝑛 𝑚𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡 𝑠𝑎𝑦 𝑖𝑛 𝑏𝑒𝑑. 𝑂𝑟 𝑎 𝑤𝑜𝑚𝑎𝑛.

Half-Elf spy/assassin who works as a courtesan to steal information and get access to her targets.

And because she likes it.

Bisexual cis woman, level 8 Bard mechanically for D&D/NSFW RP. FC in Natalie Dormer.

No response.

Just a silent promise that she would find the princess tonight and rail her to no end.

"Whatevers cheapest."

She says with such confidence, the little coin from her last job dwindling in her coin purse.

// Substitute 'text' for 'Sending spell'.

She'll save it for the damn tavern. But fine. She'll cook for the spoiled brat, vegetables and all.

Who knows. If they find a cheap enough tavern, Alison may even just pay the bill~ how generous is she, hmm?

There isn't. She eats it as it comes. And Vy will too. For one night. If she's too high and mighty for that.

She'll starve while Alison eats.

How about she comes down in an hour. Alison is hungry in many ways.

Fine. She'll make the princess a deal.

Meet Alison at her camp. If the Princess can sit with her for one hour while they eat her cooked venison they'll go to a tavern.

She'll follow the princess' plan to a T. And rail her brains out and the end of it all. Sound good~?

Shouldn't a princess be able to pay for a room herself? What's the point in stealing someone else's hard earned money when she has family money she's done nothing to earn, hm?

Although the idea of getting some guy all worked up and excited. Only to have their fun without him, is enticing.

She'll treat a princess like she treats every other woman she lays with. And that's love and respect for the most part.

But she's not forking out her money. Her tent is fine. She has food already hunted for tonight. Vy' should live like a poor woman for once.

She can absolutely have a tavern room!

Iffff she pays for it. Alison needs her gold to eat, in reality. She's offering her camp, with a bed, shelter. Plenty of wine.

If Vy is too spoiled to accept that offer. She can pay for more.

She has plenty of wine in her camp.

Plenty.

They can both have a bottle.

She's sure that's true.

However is wondering what to do to get to this stage~

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𝐼'𝓂 𝒶 𝓅𝓇𝒾𝓃𝒸𝑒𝓈𝓈,
𝓉𝓇𝓊𝓈𝓉 𝓂𝑒~.

╰┈◦•◦•◦🔥◦•◦•◦┈╯

She's being joined by a tiefling, bright red. Approaching with a smile.

"The view.. just beautiful isn't it?"

..yes..~

"You're welcome..~"

With the two of them not even an inch apart, Alisons breathe could be felt against Ember. Bulge pressed against her, even.

Leaning up, she grins, and licks on of those horns from top to bottom~

Her own tail wraps around Ember's, gently tugging on it as her large hands wrap around each horn.

"Such pretty horns..~"

She misses both of her horns sometimes. But Ember had quite the pretty pair.

Both hands reaching up, her fingers tracing along those beautiful, black horns~

Good fucking God's..

Noted~

She would happily unwrap said coat~

Alison understands, her scars perhaps aren't as severe but she doesn't enjoy reliving those memories.

She too is sat awake.

Wandering around camp, noticing the other tiefling, still moving.

"You restless too..?"