It had taken some doing, getting in touch with Crystal again. Melodia had a mild curiosity with the woman who'd so openly called her out. Had nothing to with the woman being she was attractive. Nothing at all. She blushed as she came to the house address she had been given, dressed in her shortest skirt and tightest fitting top.
Nothing to do with her beauty at all, she told herself.
As she knocked on the door and waited she felt nervous but shouldn't have. She'd met with dozens and dozens of women. Why would this one be any different? Melodia grinned, scolding herself internally -
The door opened and a young man, a male Elezen, (gods he was tall) opened the door. "Yes?"
Melodia looked up, confused. "Crystal? I....I'm lookin' f'r Crystal?"
"Ah...she's inside. Are you a friend of hers? She said she may be bringing someone else." He was soft spoken, dressed in a simple robe and she was unsure. She wasn't looking for a group thing....hadn't come prepared for something like that. She made to step back and the man smiled in a friendly manner. "She's just inside. Come on inside."
Against all her inner screams and urges to flee, she stepped inside, curiosity overriding her logic. The man closed the door and beckoned Melodia to follow. The home was well lit and they headed upstairs to what she heard was a bit of laughter and music. Her cheeks grew flushed and she could hear Alara scolding her for not listening to her own instincts. As she got to the top she expected to see naked people, to see them engaged in sex and other activities.
She saw....
Crystal, in an elegant dress, dancing beautifully. A small half circle of people chatting and drinking various liquors, eating and chatting, laughing at their own conversations. A soft tune played in the background and the Elezen smiled, whispering, "You'll likely catch her after the song ends. You're free to sit and enjoy or join one of the groups. We're just chatting, catching up as we've been apart for a time." He sat back down with a couple and seamlessly joined in their conversation.
She stood awkwardly....unsure what to do. Crystal's gaze caught hers and she smirked. Melodia blushed...the Quicksand and the ladies there would have been preferable to this, even with their judging gaze. The music ended and the party-goers applauded softly before resuming their conversations. The woman approached Melodia and grinned, leaning in to whisper.
"Disappointed?"
Melodia looked confused. "Wh-Why would I be? Should I be?" Crystal continued to whisper, "I'm sure you expected to find me on all fours engaged in some lewd act...maybe you missed it....maybe it's still to come. I can tell by the look on your face, your outfit. But regardless....you're assumption tells me that you and I should talk after this evening. For now....sit....enjoy the show." She gave Melodia a soft kiss on the cheek and smiled as she walked back to the center of the room. When the music resumed, she began a new elegant dance.
Melodia sat against the wall, sliding down until she was on her backside, watching Crystal and feeling more and more confused. She had assumed it would be sex. She'd been wrong.
And she suddenly missed being at the Quicksand, in the arms of anyone who would take her. Something she understood.
Nothing to do with her beauty at all, she told herself.
As she knocked on the door and waited she felt nervous but shouldn't have. She'd met with dozens and dozens of women. Why would this one be any different? Melodia grinned, scolding herself internally -
The door opened and a young man, a male Elezen, (gods he was tall) opened the door. "Yes?"
Melodia looked up, confused. "Crystal? I....I'm lookin' f'r Crystal?"
"Ah...she's inside. Are you a friend of hers? She said she may be bringing someone else." He was soft spoken, dressed in a simple robe and she was unsure. She wasn't looking for a group thing....hadn't come prepared for something like that. She made to step back and the man smiled in a friendly manner. "She's just inside. Come on inside."
Against all her inner screams and urges to flee, she stepped inside, curiosity overriding her logic. The man closed the door and beckoned Melodia to follow. The home was well lit and they headed upstairs to what she heard was a bit of laughter and music. Her cheeks grew flushed and she could hear Alara scolding her for not listening to her own instincts. As she got to the top she expected to see naked people, to see them engaged in sex and other activities.
She saw....
Crystal, in an elegant dress, dancing beautifully. A small half circle of people chatting and drinking various liquors, eating and chatting, laughing at their own conversations. A soft tune played in the background and the Elezen smiled, whispering, "You'll likely catch her after the song ends. You're free to sit and enjoy or join one of the groups. We're just chatting, catching up as we've been apart for a time." He sat back down with a couple and seamlessly joined in their conversation.
She stood awkwardly....unsure what to do. Crystal's gaze caught hers and she smirked. Melodia blushed...the Quicksand and the ladies there would have been preferable to this, even with their judging gaze. The music ended and the party-goers applauded softly before resuming their conversations. The woman approached Melodia and grinned, leaning in to whisper.
"Disappointed?"
Melodia looked confused. "Wh-Why would I be? Should I be?" Crystal continued to whisper, "I'm sure you expected to find me on all fours engaged in some lewd act...maybe you missed it....maybe it's still to come. I can tell by the look on your face, your outfit. But regardless....you're assumption tells me that you and I should talk after this evening. For now....sit....enjoy the show." She gave Melodia a soft kiss on the cheek and smiled as she walked back to the center of the room. When the music resumed, she began a new elegant dance.
Melodia sat against the wall, sliding down until she was on her backside, watching Crystal and feeling more and more confused. She had assumed it would be sex. She'd been wrong.
And she suddenly missed being at the Quicksand, in the arms of anyone who would take her. Something she understood.
