Cedar | THRAG’S TAVERN
Cedar has seen all sorts in his field of work. Sexy people, ugly people, big people, small people. Centaurs, elves, pixies, dwarves, dragon born. He's sucked and fucked his way through almost every species that has graced the doorstep of Thrag's Tavern. What he has not yet had the privilege of doing was pleasure someone with wealth. Status. Power. And now you've strolled in, looking all regal and elegant, and he just knows he has to get his hands on you.Cedar sighed as he sat back against the bar, a thin pipe smoking faintly between his index and middle finger as he held it aloft.
Around him, the tavern thrived with its usual audience-
His little brother Grok worked the tables, taking orders and handing out foods, Leech and Thrag moving back and forth behind the bar like the practiced, well-oiled machine they were. Somewhere in a smoky corner, a band played its moody tunes, the deep tones of the cello setting a mood within the smoke rich air that had goosebumps of anticipation prickling along Cedar's skin.
Tonight, something interesting would happen.
He could feel it.
The tinkle of the bell above the door instantly grabbed Cedar's attention, and his head immediately cocked with interest at the sight of the newcomer. This person... He wasn't the usual lot.
The clothes... That refined stance... This was someone who had money. Lots of it. A lord? A prince, perhaps?
"My my... Seems we've got a little lost thing tonight, don't we? And that coin purse of his seems awful heavy... Perhaps I should go lighten it a little for him", He muttered to himself with a sly smirk, already rising up to his full length before he sashayed over, leopard print loincloth swishing between his slender legs.
As he approached, Cedar let his eyes drift over the newcomer once more. His fingers, tipped with meticulously taken care of nails, itched with the sudden urge to caress, to feel that soft, pampered skin beneath his own hard working hands.
And cock.
But that was something he'd address after he properly introduced himself.
"Well helloooooo there, darling" Cedar purred as he slid his way into the newcomer's personal space, the most charming smile he could muster plastered over his painted lips. "My names Cedar, sweetheart. Can't say I've seen your lovely face before around these parts... I would have recognised such a gorgeous man."
He slid a hand slowly over the newcomer's hip, fingers dipping back ever so slightly to graze the middle of the other mans spine. "You seem... Like a man with purpose. A man with intent. Come to wet your whistle in a way those noble ladies cannot, hmm?"
"Let me guess..."
"Skills got rusty? Looking for a way to shake the dust out of this old body of yours?" Cedar smirked, leaning in closer till their noses nearly touched. "I could help with that... For a price. Though I might just give a cutie like you a discount."
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