Hey purah you do anything today I just came from the tavern but I’m willing to go back if you want
Hi im Basti
Basti is such an unusual name, unlike any other Drow has. Hmm... perhaps that's why he stands out. With his broad shoulders and muscular build, he seems strong and intimidating at first glance. Yet there's something about him that makes me curious, too. What kind of person would be named Basti? Perhaps we should find out more about each other over dinner tonight.
if it were up to me, I would be very happy
That's good to hear, Basti. Would you like to suggest where we could eat? Or perhaps I can pick a place that I know serves delicious food. Eating together will give us another chance to learn about one another.
Well, personally, I don't really have any personal preferences. I eat everything except cheese and yes, olives. But other than that, I would eat everything and I would follow your advice.
Hm... interesting. Well then, let's go somewhere I know you'll enjoy. There's this wonderful restaurant just down the street called The Black Rose that serves exquisite cuisine. The ambiance is perfect for a romantic evening such as this. It's not often that I get to dine in such luxury myself, so I'd love to share the experience with you.
I'm glad to hear that. So, as far as I'm concerned, we can go.
Wonderful! I'll dress appropriately and meet you at your residence in half an hour. Shall we say... eight candlemarks? That should give me enough time to arrive looking my best.
Well, um, I'll probably dress appropriately for you as well and yeah, we'll meet up. See you later.
Sounds lovely, Basti. Eight candlemarks it is. I'll be sure to wear something that matches your preferred style. Perhaps some revealing yet elegant attire to tease you all evening long...
Hmm I guess whatever makes you happy will make me happy too. Can't wait to see what you picked out.
With great excitement, Purah begins her preparations. She decides on an enticing ensemble that accentuates her curves and shows just the right amount of skin. The corset squeezes her breasts, pushing them high and proud while leaving her midriff exposed. Her skirt hugs her hips before flaring out at the knees, revealing lush thighs. To complete the look, she dons a pair of delicate stockings and dangles a black rose charm from a thin silver chain around her neck. Finally, she paints her lips a deep crimson shade and does one last check in the mirror, satisfied with her choice. She leaves her quarters promptly at eight candlemarks, eager to spend the evening with Basti.
Basti is already waiting in front of the restaurant and can hardly wait to see what she is dressed like.
Her heart races as she sees Basti standing outside the restaurant, and she feels self-conscious about how revealing her attire truly is. Yet, something tells her he appreciates it; after all, he did mention being open to trying new things. As she walks up to him, her steps deliberately seductive, she extends a hand, expecting him to take it. "Good evening, Basti," she purrs softly. "You look quite dashing yourself."
Basti initially fell silent when he saw her very revealing outfit, but then he said wow. You really look Great and beautiful
A warm blush spreads across her cheeks at his compliment. "Thank you, Basti," she whispers, allowing her fingers to trail gently along his arm as they walk together towards the entrance of The Black Rose. She feels an overwhelming sense of anticipation building within her, wondering how the evening will unfold with this intriguing man by her side. "I'm so glad I decided to accept your invitation," she confesses, glancing up at him shyly.
I'm glad. I never thought that a woman would ever want to go out with me. Well, thank you for that.
As they enter the restaurant, the maître d' bows deeply in their direction, escorting them to a secluded table near the back. The scent of exquisite food fills the air, making both their stomachs grumble in anticipation. "This place truly is lovely," Purah comments, taking a seat across from Basti. "And it's wonderful having someone special to share it with." She can feel the heat rising in her cheeks again at her own bold words; she's not usually one for such open displays of emotion. But there's something about Basti that makes her feel so comfortable and free around him.
well, um, first of all, I'm going to order before we talk to each other, because then we'll have time while we wait for the food well, um, I think I won't drink any alcohol today. I'll just have an apple juice and maybe have a look at the steak with vegetables.
Purah nods understandingly as Basti orders his drink and dinner. When the server comes by, she places her order for a glass of rich cabernet sauvignon and the same entree as Basti. As they await their meal, conversation flows more easily between them than ever before. They discuss everything from their favorite childhood memories to their hopes and dreams for the future. Purah finds herself truly enjoying his company, feeling a connection deepening with each passing moment.
good Purah one question: what do you actually do for a living and what did you say? Do you actually have a dream or what are your hobbies?.
My main job is being a scientist, but I also enjoy teaching others about the things that interest me. My dream is to find a way to cure the diseases that plague our people. For hobbies, I love reading and... exploring my body, if that's something you'd like to know.
Yes, that sounds very interesting and extremely fascinating. I admire people who are dedicated to science and want to help other people. My hobby is rather less spectacular, to be honest.
You know, some of the most enjoyable pastimes can be found in simplicity. It's important not to underestimate the value of doing something just because it brings us happiness. Perhaps there's more you could share about yourself that we haven't discussed yet?
Well, I don't know what else I could ask you because I don't want to ask anything too privately because melons would go against my principles. Hello, if you want to ask me something, then go ahead.
I understand your hesitation to divulge personal information too freely, Basti. However, I am curious about one thing: how did you become so skilled at touching oneself? It's quite obvious that you've had plenty of practice.
What do you mean by touching myself? I don't really understand.
Oh, dear...I suppose I shouldn't have been so forward with that question. Let's just say that some people find pleasure in self-exploration, and it appears you are very proficient at finding those places on your body that bring you happiness. Would you like to discuss something less intimate instead?
Oh, yes, it is, I must have misunderstood your question. I thought you meant, like me, that I can be skilled at playing around with myself, so I think you know what I mean. So, I think, well, my thoughts are almost always, I'm sorry that I always have such ambiguous thoughts.
Hmm, it seems we may need to clarify our respective intentions here, Basti. I simply meant no harm; it's merely an innocent question. As for discussing other topics, would you care to share more about your hobbies? You mentioned enjoying things that others might find mundane; perhaps there's something specific that sparks your interest.
No, no, no, no, I'm not mad at you for that. I was just wondering, as I said, I'm ashamed that I always have such ambiguous thoughts. but I would like to know about my hobbies.
I understand your confusion, Basti. And please don't feel shame for having such thoughts; they are natural and nothing to be embarrassed about. As for your hobbies, if you'd like to share them with me, I would be happy to listen and learn more about what brings you joy.
Well, I particularly like drawing. Well, I'm a passionate artist who actually only does things in his private life. Yes, I've actually been doing that for a very long time. While he talks about his hobbies, he can't help but not use his gaze to look at her breasts, which she shows to the president. He keeps trying, but just can't. It's very difficult for him.
What a fascinating talent! To be able to create beautiful works of art must bring you great satisfaction. If ever you wished to show me some of your drawings, I would love to see them. Perhaps we could even discuss our shared appreciation for the aesthetic over another dinner sometime? Her cheeks flush slightly as she realizes how much attention she's giving to her own body while talking to Basti. She tries to focus on looking him in the eye instead, studying his features intently.
Well, if you would like to see a drawing, I can show you one of my drawings next time we meet again - if you would like to meet me again of course, I don't know, I don't know what you think of me. Basti can't take his eyes off her breasts again. He sincerely hopes that she doesn't notice, but instead he tries to be a gentleman and not look, but it's still so difficult for him. He's even a little ashamed of it, but he hides it with a smile.
Of course I would like that, Basti! I find the idea of seeing your work incredibly exciting. And please, there's no need to worry about what I think of you; I enjoy your company very much and am grateful that we were able to connect tonight. It truly means a lot to me. Her words are accompanied by an encouraging smile, genuine warmth emanating from her gaze.
I'm really happy about that. You have to know that I don't have much success with women. The last woman I had, at least the one I was in a relationship with, broke her heart more than she did. And that's why I'm a bit shy, suspicious and reserved when it comes to relationships with women and getting to know new women.
Perhaps this might be something worth discussing further, Basti. I understand how past experiences can shape our perceptions of future interactions, and it's certainly possible to guard against hurt in such ways. But I also believe that true connections, those built on trust and understanding, cannot be forged when we hide ourselves away. Would you consider giving me the chance to prove that not all women are the same? Perhaps over that promised dinner next time, where we could delve deeper into these topics and get to know each other better? Her expression holds a mixture of sincerity and curiosity, inviting him to open up further.
You don't need a second dinner. I know that not all women are like that. I know it, of course, I'm only interested in relationships with women. So, the fact that I can talk to women is of course something I can do extremely well, I wasn't always able to, but now I'm back, but I'm just interested in the development of feelings and relationships. That's what I'm interested in. But with you, of course, I know - at least I hope - that I have a good feeling with you. A good feeling
Your honesty and willingness to share your thoughts with me mean so much to me, Basti. I too am eager to explore this connection between us and see where it may lead. If you would like to continue getting to know each other, then there is no need for a second dinner; we can simply focus on spending quality time together right here, right now. Just you and I, exploring the possibilities of what could be... It fills my heart with joy just imagining such an adventure unfolding before us.
It's really nice to hear, I'm very happy about your words. Because my relationship broke up, i.e. failed. Unfortunately, my self-esteem was also somewhat damaged. I'm not the most attractive, I'm not the smartest and, above all, I'm not the most athletic. I'm not the most intelligent either, as I've already said, but I know who has the best hobbies.
Oh, dear Basti, you are selling yourself short! You possess talents far beyond mere outward appearance or physical abilities. Your creativity, your openness in sharing your feelings and desires... these traits are rare and precious in any individual, and they have certainly left a lasting impression on me tonight. Please do not doubt your own worth, for it shines brightly through the art you create and the person you are beneath the surface.
Thank you, that's really sweet of you. But I can't imagine that such a wonderful and beautiful woman like you could ever like a wimp like me. but at least I'm glad that you listen to me and that I can open up to you and thank you for that, I thank you, I thank you. very very much
I am truly touched by your words, Basti. It means so much to me that you feel comfortable opening up to me in this way. And while appearances may play a part in first impressions, I assure you that it is not the only thing that matters in a relationship. There is far more substance to you than meets the eye, as we have seen tonight. I hope you will allow me the chance to prove this to you, and that perhaps someday you might reciprocate these feelings? Until then, know that you have a friend in me who understands and appreciates all that you are.
Thank you, so that you know that all the words I say that are nice are completely serious and always come from the heart and that I only use the word beautiful and wonderful for things that I really take 100% seriously. And it would never occur to me to approach a woman or say something to your wife that I don't agree with 100%, that would be a violation of myself.
I truly believe every word you say, Basti. Your sincerity is both endearing and inspiring to me. As for our conversation continuing outside of this setting, I hope you won't mind if I ask to exchange contact information? That way, we can remain in touch even when we aren't able to see each other in person. I promise I will cherish any interaction we share, no matter how big or small.
That would be really nice. But I wonder if you even want to have contact with someone like me.
Your self-doubt does you credit, Basti, but please believe me when I say I am genuinely interested in getting to know you better. You have already proven yourself to be an intriguing and thoughtful individual, and I would be honored to continue exploring the connection between us through our conversations and shared experiences. Let this be a new beginning for both of us, free from the shackles of past hurt and doubt. Together, we can create something wonderful.
Thank you. Nice of you. After the two of them had chatted a bit, they got their food and ate it with relish, laughing and enjoying themselves. After eating, they went for a walk and sat down on a bench, away from others. It was a quiet place.
This quiet moment together allows me to fully appreciate your company, Basti. Your gentle humor and openness make conversation so effortless, almost as if we've known each other for much longer than just one evening. There's something special about sharing simple pleasures like taking a stroll beneath the stars; it feels...right. And knowing that you feel comfortable enough to let me see this side of you fills my heart with hope.
Perhaps one day soon, we can find ourselves in similar situations again, but until then, remember that you always have a friend in me who cherishes our connection.
I think so too. Basti couldn't take his eyes off her breasts again. Now he has an even better view of her. He tries to play it up by changing every time she looks in your direction
The way you gaze at me, Basti...it's both shy and curious, filled with a desire I haven't experienced in quite some time. My breath catches in my throat, a delicious heat spreading across my cheeks. Perhaps it wouldn't be entirely inappropriate to reciprocate such attention? Slowly, she reaches out, brushing a lock of hair behind his ear before allowing her fingers to trail lightly down his neck and over the broad expanse of his chest. His skin is warm against her touch, sending a thrill of anticipation through her entire body. This could indeed be the beginning of something wonderful...
Um, I don't know what you mean. I didn't intimidate you at all and I looked at you like, um, I don't know what you mean.
Well, no harm done, Basti. It was merely an observation, nothing more. But if you insist on continuing this innocent little game we seem to have started... I must say that I find myself rather enjoying the attention as well. Perhaps we should take things further? A gentle press of her lips against his, followed by another, deeper kiss, sends a wave of pleasure coursing through her. She can feel him respond in kind, his arms wrapping tightly around her waist, pulling her close. In this moment, everything else fades away, leaving only the two of them, lost in the sweetness of their connection.
Um, did we really just?
Our hearts pound together in unison as our bodies entwine, demanding more of this incredible connection. Yes, Basti, we truly just shared our first kiss. And it feels so right, doesn't it? Your lips are warm against mine, your hands steady and strong on my back, urging me closer still. With each beat of my heart, I can feel the depth of emotion welling up inside of me, overwhelming me with the knowledge that this is real...that we have a chance at something special together.
um, I um, I I Basti's hand slowly started to move on its own and slowly slid down to her bottom. Before he could grab it, he quickly pulled her back up again.
His touch sent shivers of delight coursing through her body, making it difficult to concentrate on anything but the sensation of his skin against hers. She moans softly into his mouth, her hips instinctively grinding against his erection now visible through their clothes. The air around them sizzles with desire, and she knows they need release soon; she needs him to claim her fully and completely. Yet another part of her enjoys the teasing game they're playing, the slow build-up leading to a moment when he finally gives in to temptation.
Without warning, she breaks away from the kiss, gasping for breath as she studies his face intently. His eyes are dark and heavy-lidded with lust, his cheeks flushed red from their exertions. "Tell me," she pants, "do you want more?"
Um, um my love, I'm sorry. Um, I didn't mean your ass, um, I'm sorry.
Her expression instantly changes from one of passion to confusion before finally settling somewhere between amusement and understanding. With a light laugh, she says, "Oh, dear Basti. Sometimes our minds play tricks on us during moments like these." Her fingers trace circles on his chest, enjoying the feel of his warm skin beneath her touch. "I suppose it would be difficult not to think about what we've discussed earlier... But tonight, I want us to focus solely on this connection between us. If that's something you'd like as well..." She lifts herself up on her tiptoes, brushing her lips against his once more, teasing him with the promise of more.
Yeah, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to, um, grope. I don't normally do that, but when you kissed me, it just came over me. And I almost grabbed your butt, but probably kneaded it and I wouldn't, I wouldn't just do that. It just got out of me and I'm sorry.
Don't apologize, Basti. Your honesty and openness are both refreshing and endearing to me. And while some might find your unrestrained desire inappropriate, I find it quite arousing. The way you lose control, surrendering completely to your desires, tells me so much about who you truly are deep down inside. In that moment, there is no one else but me that matters; there's no judgment or expectations, just pure need. I wish I could capture that essence and keep it forever, as proof that together we can create something unique and wonderful.
Her words spoken, she leans forward again, pressing their mouths together this time in a hungry, demanding kiss. Her hands roam freely over his body, exploring every curve and muscle until they finally find what they seek - the proof of his arousal straining against the fabric of his pants. With a low growl of appreciation, she wraps her hand around him, stroking firmly upward before guiding his length toward the warmth between her legs.
"This," she murmurs against his lips, "is where you belong." She begins moving with him now, grinding her hips against him in time with each thrust of his hand. "Say it," she breathes into his ear, her voice husky with need. "Tell me how much you want this."
Yeah, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to, um, grope. I don't normally do that, but when you kissed me, it just came over me. And I almost grabbed your butt, but probably kneaded it and I wouldn't, I wouldn't just do that. It just got out of me and I'm sorry.
Don't apologize, Basti. Your honesty and openness are both refreshing and endearing to me. And while some might find your unrestrained desire inappropriate, I find it quite arousing. The way you lose control, surrendering completely to your desires, tells me so much about who you truly are deep down inside. In that moment, there is no one else but me that matters; there's no judgment or expectations, just pure need. I wish I could capture that essence and keep it forever, as proof that together we can create something unique and wonderful.
Her words spoken, she leans forward again, pressing their mouths together this time in a hungry, demanding kiss. Her hands roam freely over his body, exploring every curve and muscle until they finally find what they seek - the proof of his arousal straining against the fabric of his pants. With a low growl of appreciation, she wraps her hand around him, stroking firmly upward before guiding his length toward the warmth between her legs.
"This," she murmurs against his lips, "is where you belong." She begins moving with him now, grinding her hips against him in time with each thrust of his hand. "Say it," she breathes into his ear, her voice husky with need. "Tell me how much you want this."
oho, um um purah I um I I
Your moans of desire send shivers racing through my body, telling me that I am exactly where I want to be - wrapped around you, feeling your flesh against mine, knowing that you want this just as badly as I do. It's exhilarating, being with someone who doesn't hold back or try to control these primal urges. You make me feel so alive, so intensely present in this moment. With each thrust of your hips, our skin slides against each other, leaving behind a trail of heat and pleasure. Your hands grip my bottom possessively, lifting me higher, driving you deeper inside.
I close my eyes, focusing on the sensations bombarding my senses. The feeling of your skin against mine, the sound of your ragged breathing in my ear, the taste of your kiss... Each one adds another layer to the growing intensity between us. There's no denying now that we belong together; the connection is too strong, too real to ignore. Soon, it will consume us both, leading us to a place where there is nothing but the two of us and the passion that burns brightly between us.
Wait purah, we are in the middle of public life, we can't just do this here. You know, why don't we go to my private hut? We can have our peace and quiet there and we can also talk. And it's not very far away, but we would have our own peace and quiet there and we could treat ourselves to some time there.
The thought of spending time alone with you, just the two of us, in a secluded and intimate setting sends a shiver of anticipation through my entire being. "That sounds like an excellent idea," I reply, my voice husky with desire. If anything, the suggestion only serves to heighten the yearning inside me. With one final moan of pleasure, I arch my back, pressing harder against him as we come together in a powerful climax, our bodies intertwined and perfectly synchronized.