feminine wiles [Titania]

[Sekhmet Ramiles]

Sekhmet contemplated her future, that bright future that awaited her, as she sat, unusually, alone in the tavern, having simply nodded and smiled at the various men who had made passes at her. It was a future filled with sky, with profit, with combat. Everything she could possibly want from life. It made her smile just thinking about it. It also made her smile at all the high class establishments she'd be able to get in. Show enough money, and suddenly, you were a woman of noble disposition. And if anyone cared to object, she could also utilise her far less noble practices. And she, and her victim, would enjoy it completely. This thought rattled about in her mind for a few delicious moments, before she warded off another poor attempt to get her attention. This one from a blacksmiths apprentice, who feigned interest in her weapon, despite his eyes having not left her midriff, thighs and chest for the entirety of the time she had been here. The open mouthed gawking hadn't helped either. Or the fact he looked no older than fifteen. She had actually laughed a little, before sending the 'child' on his way, with a forlorn and gloomy expression. She spoke quietly to herself as he settled at the bar again.

Poor lad. Probably his first time in here. Still, he's confident enough to speak to me, he'll have no end of girls clamouring for him.

The thought almost made her laugh again, before an absolute stunner of a woman walked in through the door, all attention on Sekhmet smashed away effortlessly, drawn to the woman, and her somewhat well-developed charms. She couldn't help but notice the boy taking a very keen interest. She smirked widely, before draining her tankard, and walking up next to her, confidence oozing from her, sidling up next to her, before nudging her with her hip.

Always nice to have company as good looking as me.

Subtlety? What's that?

[titania]

Titania took time away from her usual trips to castle town to instead go to Kakariko Village, much more quaint. Of course, her first stop was to head to the tavern, where she was promptly met with watching eyes and a few hoots. But the first to approach her was actually a woman. She seemed to be on a woman streak lately, and who was she to complain? Beautiful women flocked to other beautiful women, it was the way the world worked. As she was bumped, she couldn't help but at least surprise.

"As beautiful?" She nudged back with her own hip in retaliation. "That's a bold statement. You may have a delicious body, but let's be fair, you have nothing compared to these." She motioned to her chest before adjusting them under her black top, eliciting many hoots from the crowd. She always loved to play to and impress the crowds.

Subtlety Indeed.

[Sekhmet Ramiles]

Wow, this one was as much of a firestarter as she was! It brought a smirk to her lips as she unashamedly glanced down at her impressive bosom, watching with delight as she readjusted them. She nodded, before bumping her hip right back, grinning all the while. He noted the cat-calls and hooting, the youth sitting even more open-mouth than before. Clearly, this was the first well-endowed woman he had seen, or, at the very least, the first one lacking in inhibition. She ruefully nodded at her comment. It was true. She certainly wasn't as gifted with femininity with respect to her chest. But she wasn't about to roll over and give up.

Fine, I'll admit, you are certainly packing a far more considerable wallop on your chest than I am. But, I definitely have the better legs. And I have the tan. You'd be surprised how many guys are allured by something as simple as different coloured skin.

She failed to mention the fact that it was an heirloom of her Gerudo heritage, which granted her something of an exotic allure, or the fact that she presented such a wild appearance, that many men were drawn inexorably to her like a moth to candlelight. And like candlelight, she had a tendency to burn them. Such was life for men around confident women.

So, what brings a beauty such as yourself to these parts huh? Can't just be the men, you get far better prizes in Castle Town. I'd wager it's the drinks here. I think they get the Goron to give them tips. It's always stronger here. Not that it matters to me. Can't get drunk you see. And on that note, what'll you have? Drinks on me, I'm in a celebratory mood.

[titania]

Titania put her hand upon her hip and gave the tanned lady a skeptical look. "To be fair, the tan is hot. But you cannot beat a good pair of breasts. But you come close." She wrapped and arm around the girl in a sarcastic, but cheery, hug.

"It's ok, you can't win 'em all. Now, about those drinks. I've always wanted to try one of the goron's specialty. Barkeep!" She approached the counter and the bartender quickly produced strong goron brew, which was promptly devoured by the queen. Of course, her being used to fancy fairy wines, a brew like that nearly had her cough of a lung as she tried to adjust to it. A few laughs were had at her expense, but it was ok.

"Wow. That really is strong stuff. I guess I should've tried something a bit weaker first." She shrugged and laughed at herself for a moment. To be fair it was funny.

[Sekhmet Ramiles]

She was about to retort to the curvaceous woman's remark about the power of her chest, but instead shrugged her shoulders. Partially because of the hug, partially because of her admittance of her tan being hot. She smirked at that, returning the hug, butting her hip again, before winking at her a little, sticking her tongue out as well. As always, men looked on at her, though now, they were split between ogling at her, or the beauty she sat next to. She raised an eyebrow at her choice of drink, ordering the same, before lifting the tankard, and chugging back a bit at the same time as the Fairy. She, however, inured to alcohol as she was, she drank it as though it were water. Unlike the Fairy, who coughed, spluttered, and raised a chorus of laughter. Sekhmet simply smirked, before necking the rest with a satisfied noise.

Probably should have warned you. Goron have very high alcohol tolerance. Something about being a rock probably helps. You'll get used to it. With practice. What was it you said? You can't win 'em all?

She grinned at her, before ordering another pair of tankards, shoving the others back to the barman, who looked on, somewhat bemused, before simply doing his job. At least they gave good custom. And a nice show. A fact Sekhmet hadn't failed to notice that he noticed. She blew a kiss at him as the tankards were pushed towards them, making him go a little weaker at the knees.

Slower this time, yeah? It's nothing like anything you'll have drunk before remember. Might I have your name? Or do I have to address you as 'chesty'?

She grinned widely, before drinking a little of the potent ale, eyebrows raised at her, eyes devouring the sight before her. Oh she liked this one quite a bit. Lovely to look at.

[titania]

Titania took her seat back on the stool and laughed again.

"Ok, you win that time. Alcohol has never been a strong suit of mine." Another tankard showed up and Titania looked at it with a glare, like one would an enemy. "I will defeat you, goron brew." Taking the tankard of ale to her lips, letting the ale flow freely through her. It wasn't nearly as painful as last time, and after she was done a chill ran up and down her body and she shook momentarily from the potency of the ale.

"Strong stuff indeed. A name? Well If I'm chesty then you have to be leggy. As it is though, I think Titania will suffice. Of course, yours would be nice as well. I would hate to see you on the streets one day and have to call you leggy. Or I would love it, who really knows."

[Sekhmet Ramiles]

She smirked as Titania drank, far slower this time, while Sekhmet took her much slower drinking as a cue to actually savour the taste. And enjoy the view. Again, her eyes went about mentally stripping her, as they had before, even as she drank deeply, but with more restraint from the mighty mug of ale. She set it down, smacking her lips slightly, before running her tongue around her lips, catching the last remnants of the exquisite taste.

Titania huh? Why do I recognise that name... Heh, whatever, name's Sekhmet. Or Sekh. Or sexy. Whatever works for you. I have to say, your name definitely seems poetic considering your frame. Titania.

She put careful emphasis on the first syllable, a lascivious grin crawling upon her face, as she rotated her seat to face her, leaning her head upon her hand, which was seemingly anchored to the bar, propping her up as she focused on her eyes, locking with them, an almost teasing look, mixed with that casual flirtatiousness she constantly held in her gaze.

So you like my legs huh? I'd say join the line, but I think you've got a VIP entrance.

She grinned at her, before swigging another mouthful of ale.

[titania]

Of course the well-tanned beauty would turn her name into a dirty joke like that. It did feel appropriate though. This one was jealous of Titania's awesome boobage.

"Sekhmet it is then. And what was that about my VIP status?" It's good to be the queen she thought, matching the flirtatious eyes with flirtation of her own, while the other eyes of the bar were all staring.

"Sekhmet, it appears that we are being watched. Were we part of a show that had just started, or are we supposed to be starting one?" She took another swig of strong ale and held a hand out to Sekhmet, inviting a dance. The men were becoming excited, secretly hoping that Sekhmet would take the hand.

[Sekhmet Ramiles]

She couldn't help but grin at Titania, as she caught her words about VIP status. Of course, Sekhmet, politically blind as she was, didn't know that she was talking to the Fairy Queen. Not that it would have made any difference. She was more referring to her exquisite body granting her VIP status. Maybe she should have changed it to VEP status... Very Endowed Person... She smirked at the thought, raising an eyebrow as she stood to dance to music that had struck up. She looked around at the audience, which had begun to holler. She smirked at them, winking in their general direction, before necking the rest of her ale, turning to Titania, a wide grin on her face.

Part of? Babe, we are the show!

She stood, taking Titania's hand, pulling her to the open space of floor, hips already beginning to sway in time, before her foot began to tap lightly. It was a vibrant tune, rich with the typical instrumentation of fiddle, accordion and lute, upbeat, and, true to form, she began to clap her hands above her head, as the crowd began to join in with her, her hips swaying with ever increasing intensity, she span forward, taking Titania's hands, before spinning the pair of them, and then crushing herself against her, smirking at her, as she slid her hands down to her waist.

I will let you know now, my dancing is rarely considered acceptable.

[titania]

As the music kicked in, Titania knew exactly what was about to happen. As Sekhmet's hips began to sway, so did Titania's. Sekhmet's long slender body swayed alongside Titania's much fuller frame. Which one was better was a matter of opinion, as the eyes switched quickly between the two lovely ladies.

Titania was almost blown backwards as the strong frame of the woman collided with her. To support herself, the arms of the fairy queen wrapped around the neck of the tanned wonder. Getting herself back up, hands were upon her hips.

"I do hope so. Acceptable dances are so...boring."

Responding to the hands, Titania swayed her hips with much fuller swaying, her body rubbing up assertively against Sekhmet's. The hands of the queen moved down from Sekhmet's neck down her body, loving the smooth feel of the garments she wore and the toned skin bare.