Idle Hands (Closed)

[Nako]

The entire situation would have been much more enjoyable had his grasp of her held more strength, and if he was actually the sort of Jack she found attractive. At least, what she thought she found attractive anyhow. It had taken several minutes of wiggling and convincing to get them to move along, always keeping a smile on her face no matter how his hands roamed during the bath. At the very least, it was warm and it smelled so nicely in the tub. If she managed to forget about the fact that he couldn't keep his hands to himself, it was quite enjoyable.

Funny, she thought he'd much rather touch his own body, with how highly he thought of himself.

Once they were very much clean and then dried, Aisha jumped up onto the bed with great anticipation.. something she hadn't really felt inclined to do so eagerly before, for sure. During those times though, she had not had such an interesting little experiment to have some fun with. Hah! Experiment. Probably not the best of words considering she wasn't some insane Corvie. Now -that- would be a Jack that was far worse than Dorian. At least -he- would do nothing cruel to her in an attempt to... 'improve' her.

Situating herself, she put a pillow on her lap. What was taking that man so long? Staring at himself in the mirror? She allowed herself a frown at that thought, but would be quick to wipe that expression off her face if he happened to come around the corner. When he did, she'd pat the pillow, a grin probably more on the edge of excitement than the pleasant smile the Doe always tried to cultivate.

[The Jenn]

Eager, was she? Dorian had been exercising a most admirable level of restraint during their bath. At least, in his opinion. He was quite, quite ready to share a bed with his Doe after all of that.

But first, the mysterious ability. He was most intrigued. If it did anything along the lines of what his darling Vishka could manage, she would become ten times more valuable in his eyes. Abilities tailored specifically towards pleasing a Jack were the absolute best sort that a Doe could have.

He finished fiddling with his wet hair in the mirror, trying to draw the wet stuff back into at least a loose tail so that it wouldn't get in the way. It would require serious grooming later, but for now it could wait. His Doe - and his lusty Need - could not. By the time he came back to the room, he was greeted by an entirely agreeable smile on Aisha's face and a pillow in her lap. What a dear. Good thing it wasn't one of the finer materials so that his damp hair and fur wouldn't damage it. Obligingly, he settled himself on the bed and reclined towards her lap, resting himself on the pillow and looking up at her expectantly. He hadn't bothered to dress.

"And now I await your pleasure, darling." Provided that it would coincide with his.

[Nako]

Of course, it would do no good to jump straight into things; that would be showing such lack of tact. Instead, the Doe pulled back a few loose strands that had escaped the tie he'd placed in his hair, pushing them back behind those delightfully expressive ears of his. She could not have stood it if he'd been a lop; it was a trait most certainly suited only for Does. How unattractive a trait would that have been?

She had to force herself not to mockingly mimic what he'd said. Her pleasure? Hardly. His pleasure encompassed all things. No doubt his pleasure would give her pleasure? In his skewed way of thinking that was no doubt how he thought of it.

Now, to see what this power of hers could do. She knew she'd have to touch him to do so, and her paws running slowly over his ears would certainly do the trick. Her eyes fluttered as she concentrated on some nagging instinct in the back of her mind, allowing her power to unleash itself.

Doe’s Ability: Once a week, she is able to cause one person she is touching to feel an incredible sense of insane euphoria for a full ten minutes. This then degenerates into the person affected falling into a semi-sleep mode where they let all of their defenses fall for a full minute...quite a bit of information can be gotten out of people this way. It only works on Jacks once every two weeks; they are only able to remember bits of what they said.

[The Jenn]

Dorian relaxed under her ministrations, closing his eyes and leaning into the plush fur of her lap as she pet and stroked his ears. Oh, this was nice. It helped to cool his ardor the tiniest bit after that tease of a bath, his ears less stimulating than they were soothing. His eyes drifted closed and he happily let the Doe do as she would, waiting with an eager flick of his tail for whatever her ability would do.

He wasn't disappointed.

Within a few seconds after she cast it, a laugh began to bubble up from the Jack as he curled his toes and pulled himself into more of a ball. He laughed harder, and harder, until he could barely breathe from the giddy sensation of it all. This would continue for a full ten minutes, interspersed with periods of breathless gasping for air and quiet giggling and a little bit of rolling around. He would have fallen off the bed if he hadn't wanted to keep relatively close to his Doe.

And afterwards, as the feeling slowly drained out of him, his watering eyes drifted mostly shut and his body slowly relaxed from its tight curl. His head found its way onto her lap again and he sighed happily, drifting.

[Nako]

Wha... what had she done? When he'd first begun to giggle, she'd thought that perhaps she'd done something wrong and it hadn't affected him at all. Was he laughing at her? Did he think her a fool? Her expression wrinkled up in embarrassment and displeasure as she considered saying something to shake him out of his humor.

Was he -still- laughing? Her head tilted to the side, a paw reaching out to steady his trembling, twitching body in case he saw it fit to fall off the bed. Was.. was this what her power did? Her eyes widened, studying the obvious joy on his face. Euphoria, perhaps?

Finally he lay still, cuddling back up into her lap in such a way that he could easily be compared to a silly little child. She smirked, running her paws through his tussled goldenrod hair. "How are you feeling?"

[The Jenn]

Mmm, that felt just wonderful. Dorian's entire body felt light and heavy at the same time, so very sleepy. He drifted in and out of some odd form of consciousness, smiling and curling his toes at her petting. He looked just about asleep, but when she asked him a question he answered with a happy sigh. "Simply marvelous. Happy as a babe. You could do this to me whenever you liked."

He wouldn't offer any further speech unless she prompted him, instead content to lay there and apparently fall asleep. His limbs were relaxed, his head lolling in her lap, one hand curled in the blanket and the other dangling bonelessly over the side of the bed. He looked the absolute picture of peaceful sleep.

After several minutes, whether she let him be or encouraged speech, there would come a very timid knock on the door. It was quiet enough that it would only be heard in a silent room, as unobtrusive as possible and almost hoping to remain unnoticed.

[Nako]

She'd been tempted to ask more questions; she surely had... but there was still a sort of hesitation she felt about prying too deeply. Perhaps next time, she'd see how loose his tongue was in this sleeplike state. He certainly seemed as if he were in a trance....

But that odd state seemed to slip away into a more noticeable sleep pattern, perhaps even a slight doze, the only sound in the room the slight whistling noise of his breath.

At least until there was a knock on the door; it had been a quiet one, but in the silence of the room it was enough to make her flinch. Carefully, she slipped the Jack's head out of her lap and onto the pillow, jumping down from the bed to answer the door. If it was one of those nosy Does, so help her! She'd never bust in on -their- time with the Jack!

"What do you want?" Aisha hissed in a whisper as she pulled open the door. Except.. it wasn't a Doe at all. It was a shy, strange little leveret. The sneer on the Highland's face melted away and she gave a soft sigh, shaking off that strange hostility that had overcome her. Jealousy.. anger that a Doe might have been at the door? Preposterous. She merely didn't like being disturbed. Yes, that must be it.

More calmly this time, Aisha even managed something of a smile. "Yes, what is it?"

[The Jenn]

Drowsily dead to the world, Dorian didn't notice as his Doe shuffled him off onto the pillow and hopped from the bed.

Winnie noticed. She heard footsteps padding towards the door and visibly winced away from the hissed question as it opened. Oh, she did not like bothering the Does. At all! She wished that their Jack had simply been in their room when she'd gone to check.

She stood back up from her crouch and dipped her head respectfully, not meeting the woman's eye.

Highlanders. Of course, the Jack's most independent Doe had to be a Highlander. Just like her last master.

"If the master is inside, he told the kitchens to ask him what he felt like for dinner tonight," she replied in a soft voice. The whisper had given her the hint. She spoke quietly. "Apparently he hadn't been sure yesterday and wanted to specifically ask for something, but he never told anyone and it's about time to start preparing it. I wasn't able to find him in his rooms."

[Nako]

Damnit. Aisha had always tried to be kind to the leverets, if only because she wanted to be on good enough terms so that they'd willingly want to be around her if she was bored.. but this girl had always acted so strangely around her. It was a great frustration. She often felt like she was becoming her mother when she'd tried to talk to her, if only because she felt she was keeping the leveret there against her will.

"Ah... well I can certainly see how that would be a problem." An ear swiveled backward, checking on the sounds behind her to see if the Jack was still sleeping. He was, of course. Like a big baby.
"I'll ask him, then. You wait right here." She closed the door most of the way.

Just look at him; did he even know what was going on around him? She could easily kill him where he slept. A smirk played across her face, rolling her eyes as she jumped up onto the bed next to him. Huh. Almost cute, he was.

"O' great and glorious Dorian," She couldn't stifle the giggle at addressing him as such. It was just so ridiculous. "Dori-fluffles... Dori-muffin, the whole warren waits with bated breath for your instruction on what to cook this evening. Did you want something special this evening? They seem to remember that you did." She ran a paw over his nose in an attempt to wake him.

[The Jenn]

Winnie nodded obediently and sat down, tucking herself into an approximation of a Rabbit ball to wait. There was certainly no sense in going anywhere, and she didn't care to look into the room. Such things made her uneasy.

This species was so bizarre.

For his part, Dorian shifted and made a little mumbling chewing noise when Aisha touched his nose. An ear twitched, and then the other one, the quiet sound of the jewelry tinking metal-on-metal encouraging him to open his eyes. Oh, and there was his lovely lady sitting above him. He smiled and had to listen to her message a second time before it penetrated the light fog that still clung to his thoughts like cobwebs.

"Mmm, dinner? Oh yes. Yes, I'd wanted... potato pancakes. We should still have some of those from the Leverets' last trading run, shouldn't we? They used to make them in my father's warren and I've always loved them. Go so well with a salad. Could you tell the Leveret, darling? I don't quite feel inclined to move yet."