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[ it's early evening in the brothel, and things are beginning to stir. their busy time does not usually come until after the sun is setting.

tighnari prepares himself as always, dressing in soft, gauzy clothing that reveals enough skin to entice, combing his hair and brushing out his tail, applying soft-scented oils to his skin and fur to make them fragrant and alluring. he's new to this, still, only having graduated to the level of a fully fledged courtesan within the last year or so, but tighnari is nonetheless a professional. he knows what he has, and how to make his customers appreciate it, even if he's often told that his personality leaves.. a little less to be desired.

he tries to be good. really, he does. but tighnari is sharp and abrasive, a little too honest, a little too forward and direct. some of his clients appreciate it, but most prefer that he simply keep his pretty mouth shut, and more than once he has been reprimanded by his keepers for frightening off the clientele. if it weren't for his striking beauty, and the exotic draw of his foxlike features, he'd never be able to keep this profession. tighnari doesn't love feeling like a display animal, but he must admit it pays the bills, and after his parents had died while he was still young enough to barely recall their faces the brothel had taken him in, caring for him, grooming him to be what he has become. personality conflicts aside, tighnari is good at his job.

soon enough the halls are abuzz. the doors have opened, and the clients begin to filter in - there's talk of a matra among them. it's not so uncommon for matra to visit the brothel, their jobs are difficult and stressful, but it's still often an event, and the courtesans all do their best to see to it that they are the ones chosen. the higher up the status of the client, the better they will pay, and most of the courtesans here carry a debt of some kind; some people work in the sex industry because they simply enjoy it, but many more still do it simply for the money. tighnari does it because it's all he's ever known. because he's good at it.

the silver bell soon rings to signify that a client is waiting to choose from among the higher-end courtesans, which is tighnari's cue. he checks his reflection, makes sure his lips are perfectly pink and glossy before he pads from his room and through the hallways on bare feet, past gossamer curtains and beautiful paintings, toward the solar, where he is lined up with the other premium courtesans against a curtained wall. through a fan of thick lashes, his brown-green, kohl-lined eyes scan the handful of clients before them as his tail flicks behind him, tighnari's expression smooth but calculating. who will choose him tonight? ]

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[ cyno might be new to this, but tighnari would never know it, for how well the matra works him over, suckling at his clit with just the right amount of pressure, reading tighnari's body perfectly, gauging every reaction, every arch and whine and purr. it isn't long before tighnari is squirming beneath him, his fair skin dewy with sweat, and flushed pleasingly warm. ]

Yes. Yes.

[ that fingertip along his slit makes him shudder, and tighnari cants his hips upward, eager for it, a soft moan rolling off his tongue. ]

You sound so nice.

[ Before long, Cyno's finger slips inside, perhaps a little bit too slowly, but he wants to make sure to catch every single change of expression or any sound that might come past Tighnari's lips. Steadily working the courtesan's core, he keeps switching between his tongue and thumb when it comes to teasing his clit, carefully observing what Tighnari's response to that change would be. ]

[ by the time cyno finally slides a finger into his body, tighnari is incredibly wet, so slick that cyno slides easily, gliding deep within his body, slowly, so slowly. tighnari is not terribly patient by nature, so this is certainly giving him a lesson in it, but he allows cyno to take his time, to use him as he sees fit, to touch him as he pleases.

it's worth it. cyno is so attentive, so careful, paying close attention to tighnari's body to learn how to please him. before tighnari knows it he is purring, the sound vibrating in his throat and chest, and his hips fall into a rocking rhythm, each exhale a low whimper. if cyno likes the noises he's making, tighnari will happily give him more. ]

Mmm, that's good, fuck me, please..

Are you going to be satisfied with just my fingers?

[ This might sound like a loaded question even though it's not that. Actually, Cyno isn't sure why he asked that. Could it be that he wanted to hear how much Tighnari desires him? Someone as beautiful as the courtesan wanting him is a little overwhelming, but definitely in a good way. He's never bothered about such feelings, but it's different with Tighnari, even if Cyno doesn't understand his own motivations.

In the meantime, giving pleasure to Tighnari has left him quite hard, his cock heavy between his legs. ]

[ a soft, light, breathless laugh passes tighnari's lips, and he lifts himself on his elbows to look down at cyno, nestled perfectly between his thighs. ]

If you're asking if I'd like to feel your cock in me, the answer is yes.

[ even if he's still rocking his hips smoothly downward, onto the sweet pressure of cyno's finger deep inside of him, already missing the hot slide of his tongue. tighnari's fingers loosen in cyno's hair so he can draw them along his jaw instead, coaxing him. ]

Why don't you come up here and fuck me properly?

[ His status as a firstcomer isn't a secret anymore, but even Cyno realizes that his question was a bit awkward. Still, Tighnari is very patient with him for which the matra is very grateful. Acting instinctively, he straightens his back and licks his lips thoroughly for the courtesan to see before leaning in for a brief, somewhat chaste kiss. ]

Was that an order? [ He laughs quietly against Tighnari's jaw once the kiss is broken. There's no way for him to know, but Cyno hasn't been amused for quite a while. ] I will gladly do it.

[ The matra pulls away to make sure that nothing will block his vision while the tip of his erect cock is rubbing between Tighnari's folds, teasing him a little. ]

[ tighnari watches avidly as cyno licks his lips, clearing away the sweet slick left there. for someone who's never gone down on anyone before, cyno was quite good, working tighnari up well, until he's ready and aching to be fucked. ]

Do it, then..

[ he murmurs, both of his hands lifting to tangle in cyno's hair, holding fast. he can feel the tip of his cock gliding against his sensitive slit, and tighnari whines, squirming, locking his thighs around cyno's hips, arching. he's warm and flushed all over, begging with his body. ]

Take me, Cyno. I'm yours.

[ Before coming to the brothel, Cyno doubted that his body and mind can relax. Always focused on work, he just couldn't imagine himself being close to anyone. And now, he has Tighnari clinging to him, pleading to be taken by no one else but him. While he keeps in mind that he paid for Tighnari and his time, he can't shake off the feeling that there's something more to it, something that will eventually bloom and change his life completely. ]

Until morning. [ He chuckles softly, but he's grateful for these words, even if they might not mean much to Tighnari. ] Thank you for being patient.

[ Holding the base of his cock, Cyno pushes the tip deeper inside, slowly. After a moment, it dawns on him that he could be probably a bit rougher and that taking his time might not be necessary with an experienced courtesan, but this pace feels right. Still, he's curious about Tighnari's preferences, so after a while he murmurs: ]

How do you like it the most? Slow and gentle or fast and rough?

[ until morning indeed - but tighnari plans to do his job well, to keep cyno happy, satisfied and distracted all night. cyno finally begins pressing into his body, and tighnari gives a soft groan, arching his hips, pressing his feet down into the bed. then cyno is presenting his question, and tighnari is.. thoughtful.

how does he like it most? that's a difficult question, and really, it very much depends on tighnari's current mood. there are merits to both slow and gentle, and fast and rough, and tighnari isn't sure he could choose a favorite, but.. right now? hmm.

his lidded eyes find cyno's face, and tighnari lifts his arms, smoothing his hands against cyno's bare chest. ]

Take me slowly. Take your time.

[ Cyno remains almost perfectly still waiting for the answer, only his chest rises and falls, his golden eyes focused only on Tighnari as if they were the only people alive. As far as he's concerned, that's how he wants it to be for the night. It's quite surprising how his mind can adjust and forget about his duties, his mentor, everything that involves being a matra so easily. It never happened before, but it looks like Tighnari has put a spell on him.

And he most certainly doesn't want to break it. ]

Alright.

[ Cyno leans in, his lips trailing a path of kisses down the courtesan's neck while his hips sway slowly, his hard cock enveloped in a pleasant warmth of Tighnari's inner walls. This pace allows him to take his time to do one more thing—learn Tighnari's body with his lips, something he's very enthusiastic about as well. ]

I hope you're not just being thoughtful because of my lack of experience.

You asked for honesty, didn't you?

[ tighnari chuckles, though it's followed quickly by a soft gasp as cyno presses more deeply into him, tighnari's body yielding gently to the intrusion. his thighs spread wider, his back arching away from the bed as he rocks his body upwards. he's nice and wet, cyno's cock glides easily into his body, and tighnari shudders. ]

How does it feel?

[ he hasn't forgotten that this is cyno's first time, after all, and tighnari wants it to be good for him, wants it to be everything he's ever wanted. those kisses down his neck make tighnari purr sweetly, and he closes his arms around cyno's shoulders, keeping him close, dragging his mouth against cyno's ear, curling his tongue against it. ]

I did. And I'll continue to ask for it everytime we meet.

[ This certainly isn't his only visit to the brothel, or, more specifically, to this room. Every single reaction of Tighnari's, even the shortest one, doesn't escape Cyno who remains attentive to the courtesan. It's truly foolish to think that they might be just made for each other when he's one of the many clients—something that doesn't bother Cyno yet, but it's just a matter of time, really. ]

Wonderful so far. You're so wet for me, Tighnari... I want to make you feel good...

[ Being the client doesn't prevent him from thinking about Tighnari's pleasure, even if their dynamic would justify Cyno only taking care of satisfying his own needs. ]

[ for a virgin, cyno certainly is working him over well, paying close attention to tighnari's body, fucking deep into him, slow and smooth and easy. it's a good thing that he made cyno cum once already, it means he can last longer now, and make this all so much better. tighnari whines, shifting against the blankets, his short claws digging gently into cyno's back and pulling, raking against his skin. ]

You do.. you are.. mmm.

[ tighnari does this often enough, of course, that he knows full well how to enjoy himself - even still, cyno is good. many of tighnari's clients - most, in fact - are concerned only with their own pleasure, but cyno cares about his, he wants tighnari to feel good, too, which is a sweet gesture, and one he will remember. he wants cyno to come back to him again and again, to keep giving him this lovely pleasure - tighnari was already worked up so nice from cyno's mouth between his legs, it makes this so much easier. ]

You feel so good, Cyno.. fuck me harder.

Mmm, Tighnari...

[ He whimpers softly when his claws sink into his skin—no one has hold onto him that way before and it feels surprisingly nice. Actually, he wouldn't mind if Tighnari left some marks on his body, a pleasant yet temporary souvenir of their first night together. ]

Harder it is, then.

[ Cyno lets out a chuckle while his grip on Tighnari's hips tightens, making sure to keep him in place as his hips slam hard into him, his cock easily pushing even deeper in. ]

Ah, this... Tighnari...

[ As much as he'd like to kiss the courtesan's lips, Cyno doesn't want to miss any word nor sound that might spill from his sweet, beautiful mouth. ]

[ tighnari's name sounds sweet on cyno's lips and tighnari wants to hear more of it, to make cyno delirious with pleasure, crying his name, begging for more, but it's tighnari who is beginning to fall apart. once cyno ups his pace, slamming their hips hard together, tighnari moans, his head thrown back, his ears pinning against his hair. ]

That's.. that's good.. oh-

[ tighnari's slim legs lift, wrapping around cyno's waist to keep him near as they rut together, dewy sweat beginning to gather on his fair skin. ]

Cyno, Cyno, Cyno..

[ he breathes the matra's name, over and over, holding to him tightly, and one hand frees itself to wriggle between their bodies so he can rub at his swollen clit. his pussy clenches more tightly around cyno's cock, squeezing. ]

I'm close.. I want you to fill me up, I want to feel you spill inside me.

[ Hearing his name chanted like this sends a shiver down his spine. If only he could hear Tighnari's soft voice every night calling him like this. Witnessing the courtesan about to come undone is a very thrilling experience, especially after realizing that he's the one behind making him feel so good.

And when Tighnari's pussy tightens around his twitching cock, sucking him deeper in to trap him inside, Cyno can only do so little to defend himself. He wants the pleasure to wash over him and Tighnari, so he picks up his pace, his hips rocking back and forth at fast speed, relentlessly, determined to reach the climax together with him. ]

Tigh...Nari. Nari...ah, Nari—

[ The thought that coming inside might pose some issues crosses his mind, but Cyno shoves it aside, wanting it as much as Tighnari does. After a few more thrusts, he's pushed over the edge and pumps cum right into the courtesan's pussy. ]

Nari...

[ Panting hard, he watches Tighnari lying beneath him with half-lidded eyes. In his wildest dreams, Cyno never thought that it would feel so wonderful. ]

[ he can feel cyno getting more and more worked up, growing closer and closer to the edge with him, and tighnari goads him on with the movement of his body, snapping his hips upward to meet every downward thrust of cyno's. ]

That's good, that's good, there's my good boy..

[ he murmurs, praising, while his fingers between them rub harder at his clit, electric shocks of pleasure coursing through his pelvis. ]

Come for me -

[ but he hardly needs to ask. after only a few more seconds cyno is pumping him full, and the rush of wet heat is enough to send tighnari over the edge. with a soft cry he tenses, his pussy snapping tight as he comes, and comes hard, sweet bliss crashing over his head. his body pulses rhythmically around cyno's cock, squeezing him, pulling him deeper, holding him so tightly it feels as if he'll never let go. cyno breathes those sweet, soft nicknames, and tighnari smiles for him, arching prettily, still rolling his fingertips against his clit to milk out every last wave of pleasure. ]

You're good. I mean it.

It's because... you guided me...

[ Cyno is still catching his breath, overwhelmed by the pleasure. He rests his head in the crook of Tighnari's neck, warming his skin as he exhales, letting himself bask in the afterglow for a while. Since it felt so good, Cyno finds himself thinking about doing it again, as many times as possible before the morning comes. Still, just resting with Tighnari like this feels nice, too. ]

Being inside of you feels so... so amazing...

Give yourself a little more credit.

[ tighnari chuckles, and when cyno sinks against him, he wraps both arms around cyno's shoulders, holding him near, nuzzling against his jaw. his thighs stay pressed tightly to the matra's hips to keep him close, to keep him inside. ]

You're very attentive.

[ even with guidance, not every client is able to make tighnari come. cyno is sweet and he pays attention, he wants to please tighnari, and that makes all the difference. smiling against his skin, tighnari presses warm kisses to the line of cyno's jaw, still panting against his hair. ]

And you feel good too, my matra.. so warm and full. You can come back to me any time you wish.

It could cost me my life if I wasn't.

[ The response is somewhat automatic and just a little while later his cheeks are flushed. Surely, that logic applies to his missions as the matra, but here it's different. ]

I mean... I enjoy watching you. [ This is probably a more suitable answer to this situation. At the same time, it's how he genuinely feels like, too. ] I don't think you could fake these reactions. Well... maybe you could, I don't know much about your field of work.

[ Cyno relaxes against Tighnari, purring after being spoiled with these isses. ]

I will come back whenever I can. You're really... exceptional.

[ tighnari's heart twists in his chest, a little, going out to cyno with ease. many matra have walked these halls before, and many more still will, after cyno - their jobs are difficult, stressful, even violent. it's no wonder they seek the perfumed comforts of sumeru's finest brothel.

gently, tighnari's hands move against cyno's back, padded fingertips rubbing into tense muscles, helping to ease the tension from them. ]

I'm nothing special. I'm just a courtesan.

[ he's good at his job, yes, tighnari can admit to that much, but much of what cyno's saying he's sure is brought on only by the sweet afterglow of their pleasure. tighnari's kisses continue, moving to the corner of cyno's mouth, seeking his lips. ]

You're the one out there protecting Sumeru. Being a matra is often a thankless job.

Give yourself a little more credit.

[ Using Tighnari's words in a response feels somewhat satisfying, especially after maing the atmosphere so heavy with what he said earlier. The massage is very much appreciated as well as the kisses. Tighnari's search for Cyno's lips is rewarded with a kiss, deep and slow. ]

I meant what I said, Tighnari. [ For a moment, he catches the courtesan's bottom lip between his own and lightly sucks on it. ] You're exceptional. Thank you for your kind words, though. It's rather rare to hear something like that.

[ His job is indeed thankless, yet Cyno doesn't pay any heed to the misguided scholar's that cure on the matras. ]

It's very likely that I would have never met you if you were someone else.

Very clever..

[ using his own words against him like that! it's enough to make tighnari smirk. that kiss is distracting, however, and tighnari hums into it and begins to purr, the sound rumbling gently in his chest, and vibrating through his words. ]

Well, I'm glad you think so.

[ a soft, pleased little noise against cyno's mouth, one of tighnari's hands sliding into his pale hair, long fingers sinking deep - he has such nice hair, so thick and fluffy. tighnari's tail flicks, thumping happily against the mattress. ]

You're far too sweet for your own good. But you've met me now, haven't you?

I'm trying my best.

[ Cyno offers him a fond smile before leaning in to kiss his ear and then chuckle after hearing that comment. ]

Sweet? That's new. No one would dare think that of me, not to mention say something like this to my face.

[ He'd suggest asking other matras that come to the brothel, yet something is telling him that Tighnari might come up with this idea on his own assuming he's even interested. ]

Tell me something about you. These plants... why do you like them so much?

Well, clearly they don't see what I see in you. Or you don't show them what's beneath that matra's mask of yours. But you asked for honesty, so that's what I'm giving you.

[ and cyno is, in fact, very sweet. at least to tighnari's eyes. he's been nothing but gentle and kind since the moment they entered this room together, asking honesty of tighnari, handling him so softly, wanting him to find his own pleasure. these are things that most of his patrons do not bother to do.

tighnari's ear flicks playfully against cyno's mouth, and he chuckles, brushing the pale hair from his eyes. ]

And my plants? I've just.. always loved them, ever since I was small. The only thing my parents were able to leave me was a book on botany, so I devoured it over and over again. I think they're beautiful.