Theo Anders and the Black Exaltation[Worm/Exalted][Hiatus]

You'd like to say something about her living conditions. You really would.

However, Sabah is already working to change her situation. Open her own shop, get orders for dresses and other costumes. It is upsetting, at least a little bit, and a tad grating, that the correct course of action is to help her indirectly.

She is your courtier, and she should be allowed the chance to continue proving her courtly worth.

Furthermore, given her unsure actions when asking her to the party, at the start of the party, and in the car, it might be too much.

You don't want to come across as a 'sugar daddy,' just the obscenely rich friend. Who apparently gets blowjobs from a lesbian.

Before you can contemplate that final action further Sabah returns.

She gives you a nervous smile.

"So, how was it? Because I just pretended it was a gigantic clit."

Playing it off like it wasn't the goal of the night would be best, you decide, especially since it wasn't. A distant hope at best. And some honesty would go a long way.

"Fantastic. It was the first time something like that happened, so it was amazing," you say with a slightly embarrassed look.

"No way," she counters as she starts clearing a pile cloth from a spot on the couch. She offers it to you, "Not the way you look. Or the way Jessica talked about you."

"No lie, that was the very first time I ever made out with a girl, or had... that done to me."

She smiles with a giggle as you sit down on the couch.

"The story you told Sam's Rory was true then?"

Sabah disappears behind a folding dressing wall.

You make a noncommittal noise.

"This is where I live," comes over the wall along with Sabah's overcoat, "It's not much. Most of my money goes to cloth, and school. I do have refreshments that I would normally offer you, but your driver is waiting outside."

And your father wants you home.

"And your father wants you home. Plus Jessica and Nessa did make it very clear what I was allowed to do with you tonight."

Her head pokes out, along with a naked shoulder. Her face is serious.

"Seriously, don't tell them about the blowjob. I don't want to wake up with a mannequin head in my bed," she shudders and pulls her head back behind the wall, "Or something."

There has been a nervous warble in her voice since she returned from the kitchen. It is best you take care of that now.

"Sabah, you don't have to be nervous. When we left the party, I had already achieved everything I wanted to with you tonight, save for a pleasant parting. I like having a friend," you'd stand if she could see you, and look into her eyes so she could see how serious you are. "Any... benefits beyond that are not expected or needed, unless you want to do such things."

"Okay," drifts to your ears, her voice soft, then, much louder, her voice is laced with a bit of surprise and disgust, "Those are ruined. I suppose three orgasms would do that. Surprised there isn't a- yes, there it is."

"Three orgasms?" your voice cracks. Damn your voice.

"Yes," there is a rustling of cloth and Sabah steps around the changing wall wearing the fluffiest bathrobe and slippers you've ever seen, you can't stop the snort of amusement. "Three of them, two from Victoria, and one from you on the ride over."

You stand as she takes your hand and tugs you towards the door. Its obvious she's dismissing you, and honestly, you're a little sad to go. It'd be nice to just sit and talk for a while. You let her hear your thoughts.

A kiss on the cheek is your reward.

"There will be other parties, won't there? Or we can just hang out sometime. You have my number, I have yours. We'll talk. Like you said: 'I like having a friend.'"

She gives you another strange look.

"If you were a few years older, or if we'd met sooner," she shakes her head, "We could talk 'if's for months. I'm glad you asked me to this party. I'll talk with Victoria if she and I get serious, so we can keep going to parties together, at least."

"I'll do the same wi-"

"Please," she laughs, "You are going to have at least dozen girls swirling around you all the time. If you have a steady girlfriend before you turn twenty, I'll be surprised."

She's a bit shorter than you without her boots, she lifts herself up just enough to give you another kiss. This one is a kiss of general affection, just on your lips.

"Goodnight, Theo," Sabah says as she opens her door with a smile, "Call or text me later this week?"

"Goodnight, Sabah," you say with a nod, and a stolen kiss of your own.

With a laugh she pushes you out into the hallway, closing the door behind you. You hear the light thump of her back against the door and her mutter of: 'Time for some wine, and settle in for a night of touching myself to a man. That's a first.'

You allow yourself a smile and touch your lips. Who would have known that your first real kiss, you had received one or two from the Twins growing up as (occasionally cruel) jokes, would turn into a heated makeout session in the back of a car, followed up by receiving oral sex.
Speaking of the car, you'd been in the building for about fifteen minutes.

Brad was probably bored, time to head downstairs.

You come back out into the street and find the out of costume Hookwolf playing Angry Birds on his personal smartphone.

"Fucking little pigs," the man growls putting away his phone, "Sit up front."

He doesn't open the door for you this time, which suits you just fine. A silence is building as the car is started and pulled smoothly out onto the street.

What Do?:

[] You are a prince. It is best Brad learns this now. Command him to speak his piece.

[] Wait patiently for him to speak. He does have seniority in the organization you are soon to join.

[] Speak first, casually. Prompting him to begin this shop-talk.

[] Write in

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XP Gain: 2 xp

XP Purchase:
[] Purchase
-[] Write in

[] Bank

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I rolled for hearing Sabah last minute. Six successes on six dice. So now you know that Sabah is going to think of you fondly this night. You also rolled well for soothing Sabah's nervousness.