Fumbling in his pockets, he brought out an old lighter and sparked it into life. She moved closer and, taking his hand in both of hers, bent to the fl...me. She smiled and thanked him, but they both knew that it was all a charade, a way to break the ice. She didn't feel like messing around so she told him straight, what was on offer and just how much it would cost. She stood for a moment or two while he plucked up the courage to ask what he wanted. She could have made it easy for him, she knew. Nothing, nobody, no one else mattered. You slumped on my chest, those wonderful breasts trapped between us, our heartbeats battering away, each trying to outdo the other. Our breathing heavy and deep as we fought to gain some semblance of control. Truly the fuck to end all fucks. Then as you eased off me you realised that my cock, almost steaming in the dawn’s early light and the cooler temperature of the room, was still hard. Those pills still doing their job. You moved your head down my body. Rather than try to hide it, or to make it go away, you should be embracing it. I'm not real religious, but it seems to me that those pleasures that we get, are like a gift from God, to each of us. We should appreciate it. I think that, once you get used to it, you'll find that it isn't as intrusive on your lifestyle as it seems right now. It's new, you'll become used to it, and it will be incorporated as a small part of your entire being." Suppose I want them to go away?" You can deny that. Biased of you much, Jack?“I figured you’d know more about that than me. Antoinette doesn’t tell me anything about what she does behind closed doors with the dragons.” He rubbed his buzzed head, took a sip of his drink, and tilted the glass to watch the blood shift along its sides. “If it’s your covenant’s actions that are even responsible.”“ ... they could be.” Natasha’s hand around her drink trembled, and the woman set it down. “They c-could be.”“I—”Knocks at the door. An unusual knock, four.