Long hair framed his face, covering his ears. An eyebrow was raised, questioning and accusing without saying a word—he knew, instantly, what she had...been up to and what she wanted. But those were minor details. She gasped because of his eyes, sharp and intense. A gaze that saw through to her core, full of a glaring fire that made her ache with need. “Master,” she whispered and felt her knees weaken. “You've been having sex,” he said, calmly stating an observed fact. She felt herself somehow. And by a simple application of Occam's Razor, Zenith Height's being an arcane nexus seemed the most likely possibility. Even though he'd managed to keep reasonably good track of the medallion's rumored whereabouts - it had still managed to disappear every few decades or so and vanish without a trace for a century or two - over the passing millenia, he had not set eyes on that antique medallion, nor had he _ever_ wanted to see it again, in. "Can I join you"? I lowered my paper. He stood there, in front of me. The first thing I saw was the bulge of his penis wrapped up in his tiny swimming costume. It took an effort to look up to his face."Uh, hi. Yes, I guess" I was stammering.He sat down next to me. Close. I felt his leg touching mine. "I caught you" he said."Caught me?" Yes, you were looking at my ass" No, no, not me" I denied it, but I could feel the blood rushing to my face."It's OK. I know you were. I think you liked it." I. The transport twisted and turned before it dropped over the trees and into the closest clearing to the nest we were after. Even as the lead transport touched down people were spilling out. I was in the door as ours dropped and jumped and stumbled at the weight of my pack.I charged the tri barrel minigun as I moved towards the treeline and the rest of my squad followed. I knelt after a dozen paces and waited as I scanned the forest. The squad leader moved ahead and the alpha team spread out in a.