Nerimoira Kel'Dani

Caged Sparrow

Lithe arms draped across the railing as golden eyes scanned the patrons below, mingling about. Red hair fell in waves around her shoulders, the tight black sheer dress hugged her curves, the red cross crossed under lay barely showing through. A waiter had asked if she had need of anything and she promptly sent them to fetch the tall male on security for the night. Idle hands fiddled with the long golden chain around her neck.

Her ears picked up the sound of his heavy boots before she caught sight of him. A shocked look of disbelief plastered across his normally twisted face, clearly he wasn't expecting to see her here. Gold blinked rapidly before a soft chuckle rumbled from him. He passed behind her, fingers ghosting across the small of her back before he came to rest his own forearms upon the railing.

"Well.... Look what the wind blew in," he purred with a smirk in his gaze. "Been a while. You're looking very well. To what do I owe the pleasure of your company, darlin'? Did I miss a birthday?"

She blinked turning her painted face just slightly to glance at him, her hands dropping from the chain to lace together atop the wood.

"As do you, Ashraen." She placed a palm on the opposite side of his face to pull him close, crimson lips pressing against his cheek in greeting, "No missed birthday's I'm aware of but I come looking to fill a position. You might be just be the man I need." She leaned once more against the rail this time tucking her backside into the spot where the angled edges meet.

"Unless of course, you're retired." She joked at the older male.

A small hum left him at the touch of her lips and he seemed to savor the moment before his eyes reopened to watch her. A brow was perked and a snort left him. "The day I retire is the day I'm put in the ground. So, not any time soon."He shifted to face her, leaning one arm on the railing as he crossed one foot over the other, and relaxed in the presence of just the pair of them. The railing gave a noise of protest that caused a quick frown, but he did not let it deter his focus. "You have my interest, as always. What juicy morsel have you brought me? Besides yourself, of course."

"Mmm ever present flattery, its suits you." She reached into her cleavage and pulled a decently sized sack of gold from within sliding across the banister at him.

"That's the first half. Call it a down payment." The swishing of the fabric pooled around her feet as she took a purposeful step forward cause her own ears to flick. Lucky for her he had been leaning over, with ease she pressed herself up against him breaking his locked gaze on her ample breast, to whisper in his ear, "This little sparrow wants her freedom, and I need you to seal the deal. Remember that old master of mine?"She leaned back biting her lip for show, palms splayed across his chest as she peered up at him through thick eyelashes. She could hear him inhale, no doubt drinking in the scent of her perfume

"I remember you speaking of him. Oh, Baby Girl," he purred low in his chest, snapping his teeth just shy of her own lip she had bitten. "Have you dropped a job in my pocket? You bring the best presents."

Moira's painted lips curled in a smile, hauntingly walking her fingers up his chest she flicked his nose gently."Murder with a side of sex~ seems I know what reels you in~"She slipped out of reach and pressed her backside back into the corner crossing her arms in front of her, painted nails gripping the material adorning her arms.

"Mm, more like you have me by shaft and you know exactly how to get me to give you what you want." He perked a brow and licked one of his fangs as his eyes trailed up and down her form, a knowing sultry smile across her painted lips when his eyes met hers again. He turned to peer out at the rest of the Tavern, still on duty.

"So. You want me end him. Fine. Do I get say on what I do, or are you going to make me play by rules?" He asked pointedly.

Gingerly she flexed her fingers before lifting one to tap at her chin, "Two requirements, I take no blame," she shook her head slowly, "and he regrets every time he touched me. Think you can manage that?"

Gold depths smoldered in the dim light before he turned a lidded gaze toward her, sending a chill down her spine. His face was impassible, yet a something sinister twisted in his eyes as he stared at her."I can manage that five times over," he growled. "I'll take care of your problem, Moira, and no one will be any the wiser."

Painted lip curled in a wicked smile, as she glanced up at him beneath lashes, dangerous pleasure sparkling in her eyes. "Excellent, as soon as the memorial is done," she slid the address of the manor to him, "be sure to come pick up the rest of your prize," hips swaying she stepped closer once more.

His lips twisted in a crooked grin and the address was tucked into his armor. "And maybe a little extra if I like what I see."

Snaking an arm around her he tugged her close, "Oh, yes, ma'am. Pleasure doing business with you..." The words were purred in a way that just had to be illegal and he dipped to press his lips to her neck.

With ease she slipped a hand down his front and fondled him a moment.

"The pleasure is all mine" she hissed in his ear as she squeezed firmly. Releasing him she traipsed around his figure, the end of her skirt the last visible thing before him.Hips swaying, the rustling of her skirts as it fell down the steps behind her.