Appearing just inside the threshold of his house, Herro gave a long sigh and started to remove his shoes, and his other going out accessories, before walking into the well appointed living room. Off to one side sat his fifty five inch television with an array of furniture set before it. Over on the other side was a small bar, it was here when he bought the place but he did keep it stocked for if he had any guests or for customers to use while he made their potions.
As he looked around the room he narrowed his eyes and pulled his phone out. With a scowl he walked back to his door and put his hand on it. He closed his eyes and muttered a word and the blue green wave of magic seemed to flow around every wall and condensed back on his hand before shimmering and fading back to nothingness.
He sighed and stepped back. Putting his phone into a small bubble of magic and floated it onto the stand with the rest of his stuff.
“Good, now she can’t use it to port in, and my wards didn’t detect any intruders, I am finally alone and away from that crazy amazon. Hot amazon, true, but crazy nonetheless.” He sank into the big plus recliner that sat before his television. Closing his eyes he grabbed the remote from the chairside stand and turned the electronic device on.
As the sound of explosions and a hackneyed plot started to play through his speaker system, Herro felt himself drift into sleep.
He woke up briefly and looked up to the ceiling of his bedroom. With a yawn he rolled over and adjusted his covers, before stopping and looking around. He saw him bedroom as he remembered it, even with a pair of cinnamon apple pie candles burning on the two end tables.
Sitting up he ran a hand through his hair before noticing he was naked under his thick down comforter.
“Okay,” He said aloud, “I must either have been hungover, which is unlikely. Or I’m losing my mind, because I distinctly remember falling asleep in my chair. Clothed.”
As if on cue, a figure dressed in a negligee that matched her back length purple hair stepped in with a wide grin on her face, “I you’re up darling. I am pleased you finally acknowledged our love”
Herro’s eyes slowly grew as he took in the sight of the Amazon princess with chains in her arms, each with a furry loop of metal, “I am losing my mind.”
“Aww,” Summer set the chains on the bed and crawled in with him, “It’s not that bad. I think your mind is alright.”
“You’re just a figment of my imagination.” He said softly.
“Nope.”
“The wards still haven’t been triggered and I put my phone in a stasis field, so there’s no way you can teleport in with that. Thus you must be hallucination caused by my mind as it cracks.” Herro said as she rubbed is back.
She rested her head on his shoulder before speaking, “I was here before you got here lover.”
“But how?” He asked before his eyes narrowed, “Tsukiko. That underhanded daughter of a <
“Aren’t the pair of you twins? So you’d be the son of the-“
“I know!” Herro interupped, “You don’t have to remind me. The point I was going for was she shouldn’t have let you in! Wait, you were here before me?”
Summer pouted and looked at him, her eyes wide, “Yes, all alone and dressed in nothing but my creamy white skin on your bed, waiting for you to come in, and you go and sleep in your chair. Men, I’ll never understand them.”
“Well that’s, uhh,” Herro slid away from her a bit, dropping the blanket in the process. Pull them back up to himself, he frantically changes the subject, “Hey, who are those handcuffs for?”
“Oh Herro, I love you and want to have a long long night of fun with you, and for you not to go anywhere.” Summer finished, one of the chains now looped around his headboard.
His eyes got wide as the realization hit him and she whispered in his ear before locking one of the cuffs in place, “Maybe if you’re a good boy, we can flip rolls a bit later and you can use them all on me.”
All the fight seemed to drain out of him as he lay back and whimpered slightly, obviously his first time being bound by such a lovely women.
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Finishing the last binding she leaned up his splayed body and kissed his lips before whispering in his ear again, “The safeword is Tanzania.”
As she slowly dragged her fingernails down his chest his phone rang from the other room.
“Damn it!” she shouted. Grabbing a long thicker length of cloth, she deftly wrapped it around his face, keeping it in his mouth. Summer put a finger to her lip as she darted out of the room and came back with his phone to her ear.
“Herro? No he’s a bit,” She grinned and her eyes glimmered in the candlelight, “tied up right now.”
Tsukiko brushed her hair behind her ear as she talked into the phone, “What do ya mean tied up?”
Razor shook his head as he cut into his food. Even across the table he could hear the sultry tone in Summers voice, even if he couldn’t make out the words.
He grinned, setting his silverware down and sitting back against his seat. He had his hair in a tight French braid that seemed to shorten it quite a bit and the braid itself trailed down the front of his dress shirt.
“Fine, Just take it easy on him hon, he’s not the strongest tool in the shed.” Tsukiko said with a chuckle as razor could hear a muffled screaming coming from the other end.
She put the phone on the table and Razor could hear summer on the other end, “Now my Love let’s consummate our love.”
A couple seconds passed and the mumbled ceased and was replaced with a loud screaming in Herro’s voice, “Tanzania! Tanzania!”
“Shhh Shhh Shh,” Came Summer’s calm voice as she moved away from the phone, obviously forgetting about the listeners, “It won’t work before we’ve actually begun.”
Shaking her head, Tsukiko clicks the end icon on her screen and puts the phone into sleep, “Well hon, that’s happening.”
‘Yes,” Razor grinned putting his hand across the table and taking hers before it could come off her phone, “Would you like that to happen?”
“Bah what?” Tsukiko blurted, almost spitting the sweet tea she’d take as he talked.
His smile became mischevious, “My dear you haven’t seen anything yet.”
“I,” she started and blushed, “I know. I’m kinda jealous of my brother.”
“Why would that be?” Razor asked with a raised eyebrow.
Still blushing she looked into his eyes, her chocolate browns ones meeting his emerald ones and her blush deepening but her voice came out strong, “I want to be more than friends, but ya seem to be taking things so slow. Sure Summer is goin’ a bit fast with the whole mate thing and claimin’ Herro but still.”
“Considering we only met a few days ago, isn’t a tad slow prudent?” Razor countered.
“Ya know luv,” Tsukiko tipped her head, “I think I don’t believe ya that girl ain’t your normal form.”
Razor smiles a tad wistfully, “I’m sure it isn’t. Tsukiko I do like you and may even love you. I feel such a connection to you that I want to grab you and ravish you until the cock crows at dawn.
“But,” He continues, squeezing her hand slightly, “I am Heir Apparent to the crown of IvorySun and as such can’t just choose a mate at a whim.”
“I thought it wasn’t a whim to choose a mate.”
“It isn’t, not really. We just all have ways to do it. Summer and Autumn can completely separate themselves from sex. Linna and Rinna are a tad more like me in they’d prefer to establish a relationship with a partner before getting intimate.”
He used his free hand to quiet her before he continued, “I know that means nothing for the Mate part but it goes hand in hand. If all Summer wanted was sex, she wouldn’t have declared him her mate and would have just spent a few nights with him and moved on.
“Since she did and actually did before the sex shows how serious she is.” Razor kept talking, “My situation is similar but a lot more tenuous. Yes our people can freely sleep with who they want, but anyone I do sleep with is going to be scrutinized and dissected and subject to paparazzi anytime they go out.”
Tsukiko glanced to a window where she saw a few people with cameras snapping pictures of them, “You’re fear is a bit unfounded. We’re already getting that.”
“True,” Razor said, “And I’m just rambling mostly.”
Holding both her hands he brought them to his lips and kissed them, “Okay Yeah it’s going to happen anyway. But if I was traipsing around with a new lover ever other night that’d be worse.”
“I would be just another string of a long list in the’r eyes.” Tsukiko nodded grasping his words.
“What I’m going for though my dear,” Razor grinned, “Is to ask if, even if we take it slower than my sister, would you be willing to be my girlfriend?”
Tsukiko stares at him for a brief second before her lips turn up in a wry grin and she pulls her hand out of his. Grabbing her water glass she pours it onto Razor’s hand, “Only if you agree to be my girlfriend in return, luv.”
Razor used her napkin to wipe the water from her hand and gazed up at Tsukiko across the table, her mouth curving into as wide a smile as her girlfriends, “I wouldn’t have it any other way Ms. Maxwell.”
After a few more minutes, with empty plates and empty goblets in front of the Razor suddenly jumped. Reaching towards her backside, she pulled her phone out and with a swipe answered it.
“Hey pops.” She said with a grin as she brushed her hair aside and put the phone to her ear.
She sat still for a minute and sighed, “What is it you want me to do?”
“I’m on a date here,” She said, eyes flaring, “Fine.”
Glancing at Tsukiko and shrugging, getting a nod in return, Razor went on, “Where is it? And you say it’s a corpse that has what?”
“Okay, yeah you’re right. I am interested.” She hung up the phone and smiled at Tsukiko before flagging down a waiter and handing him a hundred dollar bill, “Keep the change.”
“My most Sincere gratitude, Highness,” He bowed slightly and watched as Razor grabbed Tsukiko’s hand and helped her to her feet.
In front of the restaurant Tsukiko turned to Razor, “Okay, what’d ye’re father say?”
“Only that they found the body of one of our lower nobles who’s half way between the physical and ethereal. He fell from a great height, but he appears to still be fluxing between being completely physical and then ethereal and slowly his body and internals would solidfy and then shift back again.”
“Well,” Tsukiko tips her head, “It sounds like a teleport mixed with a planar jaunt spell gone wrong.”
Razor grinned down at her and opened the door of the SUV that pulled up, “No my dear, It sounds like a good wrap up for the night.”