Chapter 103: Unseen Chains (2) (1/2)
She gripped the base of his long, hard dick as she prepared to insert it. She was already dripping wet, her body tensed up from the anticipation as the head of Glint's cock exerted pressure against her lips. The woman was intent in her work, solely focused and determined to enjoy every moment of the current endeavor.
*Cyn.* That was her name, Glint recalled as he thought back to the first night he and the peach haired adventurer met. As usual, after a day of grinding and exploration Glint and the others found some place to hole up to relieve their daily stresses. That day was no exception, the only difference was after Ashe's insistence to visit a brothel they decided to do so. Only it wasn't the Silken Petal.
*That place was more like the dirty sock. The only good thing there was..her.* Glint wasn't necessarily a sentimental man but there was something about the chemistry between himself and this woman, Cyn. The moment their eyes met he could feel a bond which coiled its way into his heart. What's more, he knew the deal -- she was a woman who frequented company of men as a living. Normally this would curdle any notions of romance before they took root but Glint also lived an entire life before coming to Adventia, as most had. Death offered a new perspective along with a new way of thinking.
The body was just flesh, the soul endured and only things that could damage the soul were truly defiling, at least this is how Glint came to reason. As such when he saw the damaged young lady smiling, despite her profession and the atmosphere it was as if they were the only ones in the room.
After just thirty minutes of playful banter the two made things more private which resulted in their current position. Namely her on top.
She grinded her hips as she bit her lip in anticipation while the head of Glint's dick parted her body. This went on for several seconds more as Glint's hands found her hips and gripped her the moment she began to slide down on top of him. More than a physical connection, the vibe they shared translated into a heightened feeling which Glint remembered for a long time afterwards.
Rather than rock her hips she began to squat, moving up and down as she clenched her body. The look on her face, one of determination was also one Glint would be hard pressed to forget. It was as if Cyn was studying his face, as if to etch the moment into her mind.
Their time together lasted through many positions and at least a couple of hours as they mutually drank the enjoyment of each other's bodies. When all was said and done both were covered in sweat, riding the high of a string of orgasms which left their legs weak and their adrenaline pumping.
”So..now that we've fucked each other senseless…. What do you do for fun in this strange world?” Glint even remembered her first words after the act. From that point the conversation moved onto a myriad of topics. The two discussed their arrival in Adventia as well as their funniest or most embarrassing moments thus far. They talked about how strange it all was as well as the sense of irony they felt at becoming accustomed to it so quickly. At this juncture Glint also clearly remembered Cyn's words.
”It's strange, the things you can get used to.” Cyn said as she gazed upwards at the roof, her eyes transfixed on no place in particular.
”Do you have a chapel you belong to?” She then asked as she rolled onto her side, propping her head up against her elbow as she did so.
”No. I'm not really a chapel kind of guy, to be honest. The whole idea of being anchored to one organization via contracts is just...well, it's like having a job. Why would I want to do that? Besides, why do they even call them chapels? Isn't that a bit..sacrilegious?” Glint responded, almost dismissing the notion entirely.
”Is it? I think...people worship the things they truly covet. Aren't we all like that on some level?” Glint didn't expect such a deep response during pillow talk, but he didn't dislike it.
”I guess.” Glint responded as his eyes drifted down towards the slope of Cyn's bosom. Her skin was fair and pale, which made the peach color of her hair stand out all the more. Glint couldn't help but notice a circular tattoo on the woman's chest. Even through the act of intercourse the mark caught his eye, for it was a bit macabre in some respects.
”A skull with a snake slithering through one of its eye sockets. That's..pretty hard core for someone in your line of work.” Glint said as he gently ran his fingertips against the tattoo.