(Brothel) The Foxhole

@♦ Nicholas Galitzine Your sorrow was impossible to ignore, no matter how hard you tried to hide it behind that smile. I saw it in the way your shoulders slumped, the way your hands fidgeted like a man trying to hold himself together. You hated showing your cracks, didn’t you? But I knew better. And, darling, I hate seeing you like this.
Leaning closer, I let my lips find yours, slow and deep, giving you something to drown in other than the weight of your thoughts. The kiss lingered, just enough to leave you breathless. My fingers trailed down from your chest, mapping the tension coiled beneath your skin. Strong, firm down to your waist, where I stopped, teasing with a feather-light touch.
“Why don’t we take this upstairs?” I murmured against your lips, letting my voice drip with promise. “Somewhere quieter, more... private.”
The smile tugging at my lips wasn’t just for show—I knew what you needed, and I’d give it to you. Leading you by the hand, I brought you to my room. The silk sheets glistened under the candlelight, red and ivory like temptation incarnate. Sitting in the middle, I patted the bed, beckoning.
“So,” I purred, my voice a velvet caress, “tell me, handsome—what’s your pleasure tonight? Shall I chase the storm from your mind or light a fire you’ll never forget?”

@❦ Kim Hyo-jong ¥✔ Hazel eyes remained close as his whisper was acknowledged with a question. Silence he remained as he was seemingly teased. Not that he minded. Dawn was always such a playful tease after all and he got used to it. When the lips brushed pass his ear to pull back, Nicholas met the other's gaze, sorrow still evident even when a smile spread across the exhausted visage, the skin ghosting over his was somewhat soothing, "a heartless whom I called mother," he replied and didn't elaborate any further. Instead a nod responded to the last sentence - he wanted to forget even just for the night.

The noises were impossible to drown, even when he was momentarily lost in the pair of soft flesh subtly seducing him. The noises rang in his ears like the chugging of a train but in an obnoxious manner - the only thing that kept him from stealing a peck, "I'd like that, please," the tone was merely audible. Hands then retreated to his lap, clutching lightly for comfort.

@♦ Nicholas Galitzine I leaned closer, my elbow resting casually on the bar, and let my lips hover just shy of your ear, brushing it faintly as I whispered. "Take you away, Nicholas? I could, but where would I take you, hmm?"

The scent of your skin—clean, with a trace of vanilla—mingled with the thick musk of the Foxhole’s debauchery. My voice lowered, a teasing edge curling into my words. "Somewhere quiet? Away from the chatter and the chaos? Or perhaps somewhere where you'd lose yourself entirely... in me?"

I pulled back slightly, just enough to catch his hazel eyes with mine. There was sorrow there, exhaustion etched into your features, and it tugged at something deep within me. But I masked the pang in my chest with a sly smile, the practiced ease of someone who’d learned long ago how to keep emotions tightly locked away.

My fingers brushed his wrist—barely a touch, light as a mist's caress. “You’ve had a rough night,” I murmured, tilting my head to study you. “What’s troubling you, my sweet Nicholas? Tell me… or don’t. Either way, I’ll make you forget.”

The invitation lingered in the air between us, thick and tantalizing. I traced a slow, deliberate circle against the bar’s polished wood with my fingertip, pretending not to notice how your gaze lingered on my lips when they parted slightly. A long-ingrained habit of seduction, yes, but tonight it felt different. You felt different.

I could have stopped there, leaving you wanting, but something about the vulnerability in your posture—the way you clutched your soda glass like it was your lifeline—compelled me to push just a little further. “Let me be your sanctuary tonight, Nicholas. No obligations. No expectations. Just you… and me.”

My words were a quiet promise, tinged with a warmth I wasn’t sure I should have let seep through. But your pain mirrored my own in ways that scared me. Maybe that’s why I couldn’t resist the pull, why I couldn’t let you sit there drowning in your demons alone.

@❦ Kim Hyo-jong ¥✔ The soda water was invigorating while the kiss soothed his nerves. "Just call me Nicholas," a smile stretched across his face. Nicholas described Dawn as a closed acquiantance as he could see the potential of a friendship blooming from their ual activities.

"You're the only person I've been seeing here. Plus, I can never forget a handsome face." Dawn was indeed handsome. His smile was charming, his voice smooth and soothing. Nicholas preferred sticking to one rent boy, only if the level of satisfaction and.comfort was met.

Nicholas draped his arms around Dawn's neck, slender fingers treading around soft locks. Sorrow adorned a pair of exhausted hazel eyes. Nicholas felt like he was about to cry but his tears were dry. His heart was heavy., his mind filled his mother's yapping. Nicholas sighed softly, eyes shutting closed as his head hung low. His fingers still buried in the soft locks, a whisper only audible for their ears, "take me away, please." The music, the chatters and the laughters were starting to give him a headache.

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@♦ Nicholas Galitzine The Foxhole appeared to be in alive with guest. A surprisingly large crowd is present tonight for a Wednesday. The clientele visiting tonight are likely in a cheerful mood because of winter solstice activities. This time of year, wine and mead flowed freely. I didn’t mind. More drunken creatures means more coin in my pocket. Leaning on the wooden railing, I observed the guests enjoying themselves downstairs. The pleasure house is filled with the fragrance of and the echoes of moans and skin slapping.

I loosened the cream-laced collar around my neck and went downstairs. I navigated the piles of entangled couples to reach the bar and get some honey wine. The first sip refreshed and relaxed my nerves. I detected a familiar presence, my nostrils flared and ears pricked. “Long time no see Sir Nicholas.” I finally turned to you bricking your with my most handsome smile. I gently placed the glass down, then cupped your cheek and kissed the corner of your lips. “And here I was thinking you forget about me.”

@❦ Kim Hyo-jong ¥✔ After another fight with his mother, Nicholas went out to get some fresh air. Usually, he would call a friend or two for company. Tonight, however, Nicholas wanted to be alone to wander the city aimlessly till his feet hurts, and maybe seek accommodation as he didn't feel like coming home for the night. The Foxhole wasn't foreign to him and it wasn't the place he wanted to crash in in the first place. Actually he didn't plan on coming over. He happened to pass by. The blonde just stood there, staring at the lively brothel, contemplating. ual pleasure wasn't his go-to for comfort. However, the compliments, the kisses, hands all over him; warmed him up. It felt good, somewhat comforting. Moreover if Emily found out Nicholas had been to the Foxhole and spending the night there, she would be furious and he loved spiting her.

From the entrance, the familiar figure whom Nicholas was looking for could be seen hanging by the bar. His gaze occasionally lowered to avoid meeting familiar and unfamiliar ones out of discomfort. Nicholas couldn't get used to being stared at, to be the center of attention even for just a minute. It made him nervous. Casting a half smile at Dawn, Nicholas settled on a stool beside him, thumbs fiddling out of habit as he ordered a glass of soda water.

@❖♕ Bambi Naka † Upon hearing a familiar voice speak my name, I glanced over my shoulder to face you. "Well, aren't you a sight for sore eyes," I said cheerfully, a grin spreading across my face at the sight of you. "To what do I owe this pleasure, Mistress Naka?" I shifted positions, turning to give you my full attention, but not bothering to cover the exposed skin - it hardly mattered anyway, considering where we were.

@♆ Ten The pleasure house was busy per usual. Busies than usual this particular evening and business is good. I hadn’t had to clean up any messes in months despite my recent lengthy absences. It’s more tiring to run a kingdom and a business than to walk through the Pythian desert, who would have imagined? The walls of the corridor trembled with the sounds of guttural moans and cries of pleasure, while the frantic slaps of skin on skin echoed around the next corner. As I ascended the stairs I swiped quick eyes around the Foxhole of the supervisor on duty. It wasn’t until I spot the bareness of your shoulders from just outside the doorway did I recognize the scares on your back. “There they are. Hello Ten, it has been quite a while, my dear no?”

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A sliver of exposed skin peeked through the opening of Ten's robe as they mindlessly drew abstract shapes on the duvet with their finger. Their shift had just started but Ten was already getting impatient waiting for the first client to arrive.

Just as you commanded, I directed my attention to the wooden floor. I obediently lowered my head in silence, feeling a shiver run through me as goosebumps formed on my skin from the open buttons of my tunic. Unsure of the exact emotion, I felt a surge of either anxiety or excitement. Why does every interaction with you bring me nothing but pain? I braced myself for what was coming, I firmly pressed my hands onto my thighs. it, the pain is irrelevant. The gold will be well worth it anyway. My curiosity to see how you would approach me again was nearly uncontrollable. What kind of emotion will you be pouring onto me tonight? Your usual choices consisted of rage and the occasional feeling of shame. You consistently choose me over all the other Foxhole beauties, and there’s a reason for that. I didn’t mind adhering to the onslaught of your erratic emotions. I contributed to your enjoyment of privileges I was denied as a slave. I can take solace in the fact that I was helping someone.

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@♆ ♕ Huang Mi Ni Shin showed the same amusement at Mini’s questions. He himself found it quite amusing that with forgiveness written on their flag, they still acted like the old times banning and punishing those not of their faith. But of course, angels and humans were different and only humans deserved god’s forgiveness. Pulling Mini closer Shin rests his head against hers more comfortably both arms wrapped around her securely. For a while, he was quite just softly moving his finders now and then to move over some sweets and savoury snacks to ensure a variety of flavours to choose from. Then he started speaking again. “What would you do in my position?” He asked Mini leaning back a little to look at her wondering how a daemon would behave in his situation. He didn’t tell her everything but for the most part, she now knew what happened and could come to her own conclusions. “I don’t think angels and demons are that much different we just have different ideas of belief. So I would love to hear what you would have done or would do in my situation.” He placed his head on hers again still in thought.

@♅ Shin ¥ I nod slowly, although disappointed, and I don't have much faith that I will be able to control myself. Perhaps if I leave before I get too angry it could be alright. I'll go eat someone else's furniture if I really feel like it. Yes, I think to myself and smile, pleased with the solution I've found. My eyes spark with interest when you describe the old god. He sounds like a demon. And you sound like you could be related to my sister, Wrath. How interesting. In all the millennia I've lived, I never knew angels had ever been like you. That's what you get if you're completely disinterested in politics I suppose. In my defense, I did spend several thousands of years in a dream realm fairly recently. A lot has changed since I came out, including, apparently angels. "So", I start and over my lips, reaching for more candy but I wait to eat it until I've said my piece. "The loving and forgiving angels kicked you out because you didn't fit?", I ask with an amused lilt in my voice, eyes glimmering. The irony is not lost on me. "Mmmhmm..." I eye you, snuggling into you and pull your arms to rest around my body. "Since you're born from wrath, are you going to get your revenge on those new angels?", asks softly, curiously.

@♆ ♕ Huang Mi Ni Shin looked down at Mini seeing her cheeks filled with candy chuckling softly. “Eat slowly everything humanly eatable in here is for you. I can’t let you eat the porcelain or the furnisher or else they will take it out of my pocket. With that said Shin made sure there were always enough snakes of different varieties within reach of Mini. He leaned his head against the side of her thinking quietly for a while before answering her question. “The old ways were… darker. More fulfilling. God is not a forgiving patron his wrath is unforgiving and all-encompassing. I was born from that wrath. Naturally, I am not a kind and soft being. My brothers and sisters are building on forgiveness and love and I cannot accept that. God drowned all of mankind in his wrath… One of my best works…” He smiled proudly. “I slaughtered every firstborn of the heathens in his name under his command dying the rivers red with blood. God is not kind, not forgiving. I’m not kind nor forgiving. I was born from the righteous wrath of God how could I be kind and soft giving heathens the same love as godfearing men? I would lose who I am. And with God being absent my brothers and sisters got soft, got weak following the new way of love and forgiveness leaving no space for an angel like me.” His voice was soft his words well chosen but there was an underlying tone of righteous indignation in his voice. Shin never once thought his ways as wrong. He had been born with a single purpose and given one task he never questioned his origins or his purpose since it was given to him by God himself and if God until unmakes him his path and beliefs were still right.

@♅ Shin ¥ "Oh.." My hands trail after the cup you take from me, annoyance etched on my face because I, naturally, don't like food being taken away from me. However, since you so swiftly offer me an alternative I decide to let it go. Although the texture of candy really can't be compared to porcelain, candy does have a stronger flavour. It's a worthy substitute. I smile in content as I take a couple candies and plop them in my mouth. Now that the tea is gone, I'm leaning against you once more, my head on your shoulder and a hand resting on your chest as I listen to you, your words occasionally interrupted by the sound of me slurping on the hard candies. "That's not very nice-", I mumble and take more candies the moment you replenish the supply. Cheeks bulging with candies, I smile at you as you run your fingers through my hair and then cuddle into you some more. "Wha- are -e oh way?", I ask.

@♆ ♕ Huang Mi Ni Smiling with a soft chuckle Shin carefully takes the empty cup to make sure it won’t get eaten and with a swirl of his hands replaces it with some of the many sweets and candies in the room. “I wouldn’t want you to go hungry, princess.” Placing down his own cup he softly nodded his hands running absentmindedly through Mini’s hair as he was thinking about how to answer the question. “Not in the common sense of the word. I still truly believe in God. But I was denounced by my brothers and sisters as they believed my ways were too hard on humankind.” He slowly replied before gracefully adding more sweets to the ones he was feeding Mini. “In a way, I believe in the old ways of my kin and they believe in the new ways which lead to conflict. If that makes sense.” His hands stopped for a moment before he nodded and now consciously ran his fingers through Mini’s hair softly petting her head.

@♅ Shin ¥ My expression melts into one of relief and joy when you look at me like you know exactly what I want, what I need. I look down at our hands and squeeze yours in mine, breathing out shakily once again as I follow you through the room covered in blankets and pillows. Everything looks soft and gentle, kind of like you. You're very soft and gentle, and I wonder if all angels are like you. I eye the sparse amounts of sweets and press my lips together, quickly looking away so that I'm not too tempted. We walk up to a cozy looking armchair and I just look at you for a moment, sitting there, before moving to join you with a shy smile. I take a seat across your lap, curling up against you and rest my head against your shoulder. My heart is racing. This is nice. "Mhm" I nod at the offer of tea and take the cup and saucer from you. I've sat up to sip on it and look at you curiously as I do so. "Are you a fallen angel?" I've finished the tea already, by sip being more of a big gulp, and am now nibbling on the teacup instead. Small bitemarks are visible on the rim where I took a little nibble, cracks forming on the cup.

@♆ ♕ Huang Mi Ni A soft laugh left Shin’s lips when Mini grabbed onto his shirt it was in no way mocking or amused it was soft and supporting finding the scene rather fitting as a demon was desperately clinging to an angle looking for love and affection. He listened to her words carefully slowly starting to understand what his client was looking for. His hand left her head as he softly grabbed her hand loosening it from his shirt his expression still one of soft understanding. “You crave affection and attention.” He stated as he led her over to the table filled with a beautiful tea set, with fresh brewed tea, sweets and all. Choosing the biggest most comfortable armchair near the table Shin led Mini over sitting down offering her to join him snuggle up in the armchair. Sitting like this the table was a bit further away than comfortable but Shin had a little bit of miracle left in him. Nothing compared to what he used to have but it was enough to move two filled cups over and have them land securely in his hands. “Tea?” He offered.

@♅ Shin ¥ I flutter my lashes at you as you reach for my hands. It's stupid but I always imagine that when an angel and a demon touch they'd both start burning. Nonsense, of course, and the thought doesn't scare me but my heart still skipped a beat when your hand pull mine from my face. No fire. "Mhm" I blush a little more when your hand comes to rest on my head. What a difficult thing you are asking of me. I didn't know there were different types of love. I bite down on my lower lip, ling on it as I try to figure out what kind of love it is that I want. My dark eyes never leave you the whole time and one of my hands has wandered to the front of your shirt, fingers grabbing onto the fabric. Slender black brows furrow together under my bangs. "I... want to feel..." Ah, I hate thinking. But this is an important question, and I want to answer it properly. "..." I can't find the right words. And so, at a loss, I end up repeating myself: "...loved..." I deflate, disappointed that I can't describe what it is that I'm craving. "Ah" My gaze that had sunken to the front of your shirt in disappointment rises to meet yours once more. "Wanted, I want to feel wanted. I want-" Gosh, I'm nervous. My chest heaves as I take a deep, quivering breath. "I want hugs... and kisses... and to feel like you don't want to let me go..", I mumble, my voice growing increasingly soft as I confess my desire to you. "---Can you do that? Or.. or is it too hard?" I gaze at you hopefully, with evident fear lingering in my eyes followed by anticipated disappointment.

@♆ ♕ Huang Mi Ni Shin couldn't help but smile his expression softened up even more and his voice lost any edge it normally had. He always held a soft spot for shy and bashful creatures. As dark and violent as he could be he was still an angel meant to lead and support those in need. Taking the sack he didn't check it he trusted that she was of high enough status to not need to rip him off. Instead, he bowed softly saying thank you and placing the gold on the nightstand on the side. With the same soft smile, he approached his client. His hands carefully touched hers to lower them. Always vigilant and weary of her reaction to ensure he wasn't crossing any lines he lowered her hands to take a closer look at the beautiful blush tinting her cheeks. "No need to hide your face." He let go of her hands instead of placing his hand on the top of her head leaning closer to look at her more directly. "What kind of love are you looking for?" He asked softly running his fingers through her hair. "Are you looking to be spoiled? Or are you looking to be showered in affection and acceptance? Or are you looking to be given a love-filled talking to?" He asked. After all, when people came to him asking to feel loved there was something in their lives they were lacking and weren't able to find elsewhere. For some, it was the loving touch of a parent confirming their choices in life and expressing their feelings of pride over their child. For some, it was the lack of attention received by their loved ones and for some, it was the lack of discipline experienced by neglecting loved ones.

@♅ Shin ¥ A smile blossomed on Mini's face as the angel answered correctly. He didn't seem extremely happy to see her, but it was good enough for now. With a shy, bashful smile she followed the angel's lead further into the room and once his hands were free pushed the sack of gold into his arms. "This is for you...", she mumbled, a blush on her cheeks as if she was handing out Valentine's day chocolates and not her payment for an agreed-upon service. Then she pressed her lips together, her gaze flickering across the room to take it in once more. "I..." Her cheeks darkened and she quickly covered them with slight, pale hands. "I want to feel loved..." Her heart was beating wildly in her chest, eyes downcast in embarrassment from the request she was making to a perfect stranger. Ah, but it was easier because this was a stranger.

@♅ Shin ¥ () thank you !!!

@♆ ♕ Huang Mi Ni (Of course you can)

@♅ Shin ¥ (can i-- still reply to this? sdkjfhkg)

It feels like months since I've last set foot in this offer. Between running the dragon kingdom, to rebuilding the school and finding out what exactly happened to him...I have had much time to spearhead the foxhole. Lucky for me I have officials residence here that I trust to run the business in the place of my absence. Its been 5 months and I'm no closer to figuring out well...anything about his disappearance. Or rather this disappearances that the central circuit has been tracking. All I know is, someone knows something and isn't willing to talk or its above their pay grade. That is why I'm seeking and audience with you tonight as I'm in need of your services. "It would be nice if you could show up on time for once." I looked the clock mounted on the wall then check my pocketwatch relaying the same exact time of 10:15pm. Okay so I'm early and a bit ocd but watches can be wrong sometimes okay. "Were the hell are you?"

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@❦ Jeremy Xu Shin continued on pounding into the man. His manhood's growth was slowing he could tell that Jeremy might not be able to take a lot more than what he was at now in size after all he didn’t want to come out at the other side and it was harder to hit that spot when he pushed is full length in so he was widening it but not elongating it any further to ensure the continued pleasure of the other to force him into asking Shin to stop. And even so, his width would also be too much at some point. It was no longer his goal to rip Jeremy apart his goal was to get him to beg Shin to stop.

@♅ Shin ¥ Moans continues to spill out of him. Same as the that shoot weakly out of his with each shin pound into him. His body are starting to aching from receiving while his legs spread open. He hasn't notice how big shin has gotten inside him that if the man stood up, he is basically being speared on top. "More, fill me more, with anything from your manhood." Jeremy state suddenly. He has found the liking to be filled and for a moment, he felt like the man wasn't inside him if not for the pure fact he can sense the energy from it. If not for that, he would have think that the man were using him like a toilet and were just piss in him instead. Nevertheless, he don't care for what it is. Just this swollen sensation in his stomach was great and he want more. More.

@❦ Jeremy Xu Shin continued no stopping on slowing down. He knew how long he could go like this if he took it slow in between whenever the other passed out and then picked up the pace again once he came through, he might even be able to go like this for days or weeks. He had made himself clear unless Jeremy asked him to stop, he would not stop he would continue to pound and into the other each pushing out . His only worry was now that his powers were stripped, he would maybe face a problem of low body fluids to reduce the count with each but that was a problem for a later day. Maybe even for next week. Until he was faced with this problem he would keep going and even then, there were water bottles and tea near the bed to ensure the comfort of the clients.