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Gypsy gave a soft gasp as Lily healed her, having to put a hand on the buffet table when she got dizzy from it while Dev moved in to tease Lily a little bit by standing behind her with his arms around her waist and his chin resting on her shoulder. Subtle, Dev was not.

Once the dizziness passed Gypsy gave Lily a nod of respect and a small smile, "Thank you," she said softly then took the opportunity to get out of the main room with her plums. Unfortunately, that put her back in her room with Edmond.

Admittedly, she was fully healed now thanks to Lily, but she still had no idea what to do with Edmond. After a moment, she held up the two plums with a small smile, "Plenty out there to eat... Even got a bit of blood to tide me over for a bit... And one of the guests actually healed me... So it's really not all bad here," she said softly then looked down as she pushed a lock of her hair behind her hair again as she moved over to stand at the dresser again.

She set the plums there but didn't turn to look at him, not sure what else to say.

Meanwhile, Dev shifted to nuzzle at Lily's neck a bit, "Would you like to go play with a kitty cat for a bit, pretty lady?" he asked her while his silent purr rumbled inside of him, knowing she'd be able to feel it where he was pressed against her back.

Of course, that left Morrigan to explain about Dev to Lilly...

Dev gave Morrigan a simple nod as he shifted to take Lily's hand to lead her to one of the extra bedrooms, "I've got someone for pain. And I'll be very gentle," he flashed them both a teasing grin over his shoulder, "Until she tells me not to be," he added with his purr audible to everyone.

Once in the spare room, he didn't waste any time, though. He pulled Lily into his arms and kissed her hungrily, fully able to scent her desire and knowing she had to relieve a bit of it before he could slow things down. He kept his hands on her hips, giving her a way away from him if it got too much for her. But he had a feeling she knew exactly what she was in for and wasn't about to move away from him...

Dev gave a very pleased growl when Lily's nails dug into his back then had to chuckle when she demanded more from him, "Then 'more' you'll get, Sweetheart," he told her with a soft growl and started to strip her down while kissing her again. They went from that to the bed where he proved that he was a very talented lover, making sure she felt no pain and thoroughly enjoyed herself.

But as they both rested after, he found himself shifting over to one of his tiger forms, a dark blue with silver stripes. That shocked him. He'd never shifted after pleasant interludes before now. But as he thought about it, it was probably because of what he'd overheard between Hal and Allistair.

The blasted human had somehow managed to snare their master's affections, which would leave Dev with nothing but pain and frustration. Ordinarily, he could handle that because he could ease his frustrations with a few lovelies who came in from time to time. But since Allistair had claimed him, only Lily had shown any interest in him.

He concentrated a bit and got himself to shift back to his human form as he snuggled in with Lily a bit then gave a soft sigh as she drifted off to sleep and got out of the bed. He put his leather shorts back on and ran a hand through his hair then headed on to the bathing area to clean up, letting Lily wake up on her own so she wouldn't be embarrassed or anything like that. It had happened a time or two to him...



Gypsy found herself a bit frustrated with her whole situation, and a bit claustrophobic, and headed for the main room again without a word to Edmond, blindly heading for the doorway to get some air. But the guards stopped her before she could even look outside the main room and threatened to put the chain back on her collar if she didn't behave herself.

She went from panicked to calm in two seconds flat as her mind went through a plan to get outside that involved the guards getting a major case of 'death'.

As Dev was walking through to the bathing room, he caught sight of the issue at the doorway and swore under his breath as he made a fast beeline for the red-headed hybrid before she could do any damage, hoping he got there in time...

The guards, who had heard about the incident at the prison, instantly backed down when Morrigan stepped in, not bothering to check her information. They simply stepped aside and let Gypsy go outside the pillow room, which she promptly did.

She did stop just outside and stood there looking up while breathing a bit hard for a few moments. She hated that she'd panicked like that but it did prove that she wasn't as 'resigned' to her situation as she'd seemed to be.

She simply couldn't help it. She was a fighter, a warrior, not meant for a pleasure slave. Once again, she damned Kael for sentencing her to this, abandoning her like this.

When her breathing started to slow, she finally dropped to her knees and lowered her head, her long red hair falling around her in the process and almost hiding her from view. She clenched her jaw tightly as she fought not to break down, telling herself she could survive this, she could get through it.

But she knew she was kidding herself. All she could do was put on a good show of it and try to pretend she hadn't just had a panic attack...


Dev gave a heavy sigh of relief when Morrigan stepped in and he moved to give her a kiss on her cheek for what she'd done, "Remember, she's new to this. Her so-called husband abandoned her here as a slave and generously 'donated' her to the pillow room. She was a mercenary before this, a fighter who lived her own way. She'll take time to adjust," he told Morrigan softly then gave her shoulder a gentle squeeze and moved on to the bathing room.

Once there, he ran a hot bath and removed his leather shorts before gathering up what he'd need to clean up. In the process, he caught sight of his back in a mirror and gave a small smile at the sight of the nail marks there, silently calling them a sign of a job well done. But he shook himself to sense and got into the tub to clean up, not knowing that Lily had followed him.

So that was the sight she walked in on: him waist-deep in hot water with his back to her, his mostly black hair wet and dripping, running a soft sponge over his skin with a special bathing oil Hal kept ordering for him that would help him heal the marks on his back up faster and keep them from stinging.

Dev grinned up at her and offered her a hand to help her down into the tub, "Always... Especially in a tub this size," he teased a bit. Of course, he had a point. The tub could hold six or more quite comfortably.

He watched her take off her robe without any shame then let her use his hand to help herself into the water, "I thought you'd sleep for a bit longer. But I should have known better, I guess. Anyone who can use a set of claws like that wouldn't be knocked down for long by a little thing like sleep..." he teased her a bit more, this time about the claw marks he was sporting.

His jaw was still hurting a bit from the smackdown he'd gotten from the guard earlier, but he didn't mind it. He really did like pain, though he enjoyed it more in much more pleasurable pursuits. It was just too bad he wouldn't be getting the pleasure with the pain he needed anymore.

He didn't show any of what he was thinking, though. Instead, he showed rapt attention to Lily and shifted to helping her clean up in a very sensual way. Not sexual, but certainly enticing to the senses.


Gypsy froze when she heard someone speak behind her and controlled herself with a bit of major effort, not wanting to show any more weakness. She turned and saw Morrigan and offered her a small smile that looked as weak as she was feeling right now.

"I'm fine. Sorry about that. Just got a little claustrophobic there. Thank you," she said softly and simply then remembered and lowered her clear green eyes before she got herself into any more trouble.

Her posture right now, sitting there on her knees with her head down and her body shaking slightly, showed that she wasn't as accepting to her current situation as she'd appeared to. But there in her eyes was the truth, she knew she had no choice and Kael had broken something inside of her when he'd left her like he had, something that couldn't be fixed easily. Truthfully, Kael had betrayed her when he'd done as he had. And she usually repaid betrayal with a blade between the ribs.

But she reminded herself that she wouldn't hold a blade again and closed her eyes against that special pain, her hair hiding it from view for the moment.

Zephyr sauntered into the “Pillow room” as he had been told it was called by the two delicious pieces of beefcake guards who were showing him around. He wasn’t the most physically intimidating of mercenaries, slight build, a lean 5’10. His tousled silver hair glinted as he turned his head to take a good look around through the dark sun-glasses he had on. His slightly rumpled vest-and-shirt with trousers made him look like a paper-pusher who had gotten stuffed into a closet somewhere rather than the killer he was, the only thing he did share with a stereotypical blade-for-hire was the faint metallic smell of blood that clung to him, that and the sure easy movements that came with being a fighter.

A ravenous smile spread itself across his face as he took in the room; he certainly liked what he saw. Lovely creatures were lounging about left and right, and the soft scent of perfumes and soaps marking this place as definitely the best one of these sorts of establishments. Other places often smelled of animalistic going-ons, and while that could be appealing, there was a point to where it was simply a turn-off. He went to go explore this place a bit when one of the guards made the mistake of grabbing Zephyr’s upper arm to get his attention. The demon slowly turned his head to take a look at the guard, who suddenly found a light sweat breaking out on his palms at the obvious glare from behind the dark glasses. A lightly tanned hand with slightly pointed nails rested itself on the guard’s cheek and before he could react, Zephyr had pulled himself up and was full-on snogging the unsuspecting man. The guard lurched away as soon as his brain had registered what the demon was doing, and was doing well.

Zephyr pouted at the now withdrawn guard. “Aw Andre, I thought you were trying to tell me something by bringing me here and touching me like that~ Such a shame. I’m going to have a closer look around, maybe someone will let me join in! ” A wolfish grin was plastered onto his face, showing off his set of slightly pointed teeth. ”Well the better for biting” as he had often told others.

He flirted with a few miscellaneous slaves, all quiet attractive but a bit too.. How would one put this? Vanilla for his taste. Zephyr wasn’t very picky about whether he was going to be a Sub or Dom in the bedroom, but he would enjoy someone who’s tastes ran in the same vein as his. Someone who could inflict the right kind of pain, be rough, but also endure him. On occasion, he did enjoy something plain and sweet, but really, there are only so many times you can seduce a pure little virgin with hair like gold before it gets old. He was about to give up when his ears picked up a particular voice, and his nose picked up the faint scent of someone… Familiar…. “No. Way. I have got to see this!” he whispered to himself.

Needless to say, Edmond and Gypsy soon found themselves joined by a slim demon in dark glasses, his face a mask of shock for a moment as he took in the sight of the Gypsy Blade reduced to a courtesan. “I’m going to knock you on your a**” Gypsy “I’m going to best you with only a dagger” Gypsy. “I wouldn’t sleep with you even if you were the last male in all the realms” Gypsy. Well, the last one likely only applied to him. Zephyr had extended several invitations to the mesmerizing woman when they had bumped into each other as fellow mercenaries. All of them had been turned down with varying degrees of coldness. And obscenities. And normally the throwing of projectile weapons.

Then his face started to twitch slightly as his mind processed what he was saying. The laughter started as something more along the lines of a small choke, but was soon nothing short of wild laughter that would have made any slightly deranged killer proud. “Nine Hells!” He managed to get out between laughs. “Never thought I’d see…” More laughter. Finally he had managed to stop laughing long enough to take off his glasses, revealing a pair of blood-red eyes, and wipe away the tears that had been pooling there from laughter.

“Damn, this is just rich! Recognize me babe? Haven’t seen you in a long time, but then again, I don’t easily forget a body like yours~” While he said this, his crimson eyes traveled down her golden-kissed curves, lingering on her hips in particular. Then he registered thefine looking specimen of a male who made Andre over there look like a Neanderthal.

Licking his lips with a slightly pointed tongue he purred“Why hello there handsome~ I can’t say that I’ve met you before.” In a heartbeat he seemed to materialize across the room so his chest was only a few centimeters away from Edmond’s. “Want to change that? I’ve got a few ideas for ways we could get to know each other very intimately by the time the night is out… And the more the merrier right Gypsy?” A silver eyebrow arched in Gypsy’s direction. A slight tingling on the back of his neck told him that there was another pair of eyes on him. His crimson eyes swept the room, finally finding the source of the feeling. Then he was gone, now a similar distance away from Morrigan, but looming closer with every passing heart beat.

His voice nothing short of a sensual growl he leered at the girl as he took in her own curves. “Well hello there sexy, like what you see? Because you can certainly see more if you want~”To prove this point, he pulled slightly at his collar, revealing a single sculpted collar bone, hinting at the lean chest that continued under the expanse of fabric. The motion also revealed a leather cord around strung with what looked like teeth of various sizes and colors. Trophies from previous jobs.

His pupils were already dilating with the thoughts of the incredibly dirty plans already racing through his skull. While Zephyr was by no means an incubus, he certainly had the appetite of one.

Dev returned the kiss but pulled away rather reluctantly after a moment and tucked a lock of her hair behind her ear, "As much as I'd love to continue what that kiss would lead to, lovely Lily... You should know that I've already been claimed... For pain only, now, but the point remains that Allistair now owns me..." he told her softly but honestly.


Gypsy shook her head at Morrigan as she got to her feet, "He's harmeless," she said simply as she got to her feet and actually looked at him, "well, relatively harmless..." she corrected herself. But she was trying to let Morrigan know that he wouldn't need to be hurt by the objects now floating around him.

She wasn't that surprised that Morrigan removed the items when Gypsy approached Zephyr. Something about having him laughing at her had sparked her back into being herself and it showed as she walked up to him.

Her hips moved enticingly, but with a deadly grace few would have noticed thanks to what she wasn't wearing. She looked up at him when she got right up to him, barely a breath between them. She reached a hand up and gently caressed his cheek, offering a teasing smile... Then sent her other hand into his crotch to grab his manhood in a tight grip that she gave a slight twist, knowing she had his full attention now.

She waited a heartbeat then let him go and dropped into a low crouch then swept his legs out from under him. All in one movement too fast for the eyes to follow. Once he landed on his luscious a**, she planted one bare foot on his chest to keep him there for a moment while he tried to figure out if his 'equipment' was going to work again or not while her crimson eyes met his.

"You can thank Kael for that and my current situation, Zephyr. I may not like it much, but at least I can safely say that he and I are now divorced. Now then, I know you have trouble keeping your mind on one subject for long, so I'll make this very clear for you. Learn who to make a pass at and learn it fast or you'll have to answer to me. And I don't think you want another scar to remember me by..." she growled at him softly in the silence that followed her takedown.

With that one move she proved to the guards that her first, and only, beating would be the only one she'd take for her years as a mercenary. And that no one was likely going to want to partake of her 'services' now...

She backed off from Zephyr, part of her glad that Edmond had already left after Zephyr's pass at him, but didn't take her crimson eyes from the demon as she spoke to Morrigan, "He likes pain. Giving and receiving. Anyone who has tastes like that needs to be pointed out to him," she said in a slightly louder voice so that the other pleasure slaves would be able to hear her.

One fairly timid-looking female approached hesitantly, "Then he'll be wanting Dev... But he'll have to ask Master Allistair for permission since he's claimed him and Hal. Dev's into getting pain but he's with Miss Lily right now..." she said softly then promptly turned into a long-haired golden tabby-cat and ran off towards the back rooms.

Delilah was a delight to those who didn't mind her sensitive tastes, but she tended to turn into her tabby form at the strangest moments...

While Gypsy stood there looking like the fighter she was, despite the black bikini and sheer wrap-around, one of the guards approached Morrigan nervously, "Why not take her as a bodyguard or something? No one's going to want much to do with her in here..." he whispered softly, "Or just let her go. I don't want her upset now.... No telling what she'd do..." he added with wide eyes after making the suggestion. Of course, if the demon insisted on trying to fight her after that takedown, no one was going to interfere with it.

Since Morrigan had claimed Gypsy, she could do either. And Gypsy had just proved her fighting skills by dropping someone who was basically a very talented assassin on his a**...

Gypsy finally turned to Morrigan and actually looked her in the face instead of dropping her head like the other slaves did and considered the offer, "If you can get this collar off of me, I'll do it. I need my personal sword and I can only get it if this thing comes off," she offered in return, taking the offer seriously.

"I'd want to be a true bodyguard instead of a slave pretending at it. I may have been a slave for most of my life, but I spent a full century earning a living with my sword. If I'm going to do it, I want to do it right," she added then kicked Zephyr's feet out of her way as she moved back over to Morrigan.

"I know how to keep my mouth shut on certain things. Just ask any of my former employers. Or you can ask Zephyr. There are a few things concerning him that I've never revealed..." she added with a glance at the demon in question over her shoulder.

One of the guards handily passed over the key to Gypsy's collar to Morrigan, more than willing to get the half-demonic hellcat as far from them as they could get her.


Dev shook his head slightly with a small smile, "Thanks for that... But it won't do much good... I can't get my head around having them separate. I don't mind taking care of you when you need it, Lily, but you can't give me the pain I need. He can't give me the pleasure I crave with the pain I need. I'm actually a bit of a problem for you both now, I know. But I can't help how I'm wired," he tried to explain it to her but knew that she wouldn't understood what he meant until she saw it in action.

He reached to take her hands in his and looked at them for a moment before giving a soft sigh, "As much as I appreciate what you're trying to do, Sweetheart, these hands are meant to heal, not to hurt. It would break something inside of you to know the level of pain I need, to try to give it to me. These nails in my back felt good, but they barely touched what I need. the sex was wonderful with you, Beautiful... But I need it with my pain... It helps keep my cat under control, keeps it happy and content... Without it..." he looked back up into her eyes again and knew what she would see there.

While he carried one lavender and one red eye, deep inside of them was a level of feline rage that could only be controlled through pain combined with sex. It was something he kept carefully hidden with his usual teasing and slightly snarky nature. Only Hal fully understood how deep Dev's needs and desires went. Not even Allistair had guessed at it yet.

He closed his eyes for a moment and buried that rage deep before opening them again and gave her a teasing grin and a light kiss, "If you need me again, though, you know where I am. The level of lust you carried when you got here was pretty bad, Babe. Just consider me your willing kitty cat from now on..." he teased her a bit but still spoke honestly with her and gave her another light kiss then got out of the tub before he did something bad.

He could feel his cat stretching inside of him, needing to get out and cause some damage. How he managed to keep it all under control spoke to alot of time suppressing that animalistic rage. The fact that he hadn't hurt anyone yet or gotten himself into a crap-load of trouble yet attested to his control. But he could feel that control stretching and straining right now, needing what he knew he couldn't ask Lily for and wasn't about to ask Allistair for right now. Not after what he'd overheard...