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11.Sep.19, 12:20 PM
Azrin saluted Casa’s gratitude with his glass in a simple gesture and took another sip, considering the best way to answer her question. He felt like Casa was beginning to understand what he could accomplish if he so wished and she was taking his reappearance seriously now. That realisation of hers earned her the truth as straightforward as she had been with the direct question that wasn’t filled with her cute games or attempts at a power play. “I get many things out of it. The most important one being that we are rather entwined now and cleaning up your reputation keeps mine as clean as always.” He liked that everyone thought he was as kind as his baby face made him appear. People trusted him and relied on him. No one suspected what he was truly capable of if he felt like trying.
“I’m going to be completely honest with you because I think you’re ready to start learning more and what’s in store. At first you were just a goldrider that was a good fuck. Then you quickly became a goldrider that was a good fuck but also smart and absorbed information quickly which I liked. I enjoy teaching you what I know and I think you’re going to be useful in getting us things that will make us sit even prettier. Especially, when you become a Weyrwoman.” He didn’t think that would happen for at least five, maybe ten years. But outside of the three that already ruled Weyrs, Casa was the next most senior goldrider and it made sense she’d eventually be picked and he wanted to have her wrapped around his finger as tightly as possible. Just like he had done with Ista’s heir. He didn’t want to rule, but he could whisper to the ones that did and enjoy the benefits.
“I’m going to use you to make my life easier which will also give you the skills to see to it that you take what you want and keep it. This dress, for example,” Azrin stood and set his glass down by the bottle. He’d return to it later but for now focused on the soft material that he held up for Casa to see more clearly. “In two weeks, there will be a party hosted at the Hold and I wish for you to attend. Mostly for the usual putting in an appearance but also because there is a certain Lord that I think you can charm into supporting the Weyr. You’re good at public speaking and could charm him with facts but I also think you’d get a thrill out of finding a private corner and fucking him into your way of thinking.”
He set the dress back down and walked over to Casa, grabbing her arm to yank her to her feet and hold her close to his chest. “Together, we can control how people think and remove anyone that gets in the way of our fun. Think of what we can accomplish together.” Azrin whispered the last line against Casa’s ear before giving her lobe a sharp nip. The promise of power was intoxicating and arousing for him and Azrin spun Casa around and held her again to his chest with one arm as the other had a hand sliding under her dress to cup a breast.
“Tell me the idea of manipulating men and women doesn’t turn you on, Cas. Tell me that you don’t get a thrill out of learning poisons and how you don’t crave what other devious things I know.” He could have easily taken everything away from Casa thanks to her own foolishness with the Flight and how inexperienced she was overall in the way of the world and Azrin knew she understood that now. She was also smart enough to know he wasn’t offering her empty promises and that it served her best interests to take up his offer—especially since turning it down would be a dangerous thing for her. He didn’t often share his grand schemes, and truthfully, he hadn’t spilled that many details either, just enough to pique her interest and gain her trust enough that she would stop fighting him and being a petulant child.
“And then tell me you don’t want me to bend you over your desk and fuck you like I did in the shop.”
“I’m going to be completely honest with you because I think you’re ready to start learning more and what’s in store. At first you were just a goldrider that was a good fuck. Then you quickly became a goldrider that was a good fuck but also smart and absorbed information quickly which I liked. I enjoy teaching you what I know and I think you’re going to be useful in getting us things that will make us sit even prettier. Especially, when you become a Weyrwoman.” He didn’t think that would happen for at least five, maybe ten years. But outside of the three that already ruled Weyrs, Casa was the next most senior goldrider and it made sense she’d eventually be picked and he wanted to have her wrapped around his finger as tightly as possible. Just like he had done with Ista’s heir. He didn’t want to rule, but he could whisper to the ones that did and enjoy the benefits.
“I’m going to use you to make my life easier which will also give you the skills to see to it that you take what you want and keep it. This dress, for example,” Azrin stood and set his glass down by the bottle. He’d return to it later but for now focused on the soft material that he held up for Casa to see more clearly. “In two weeks, there will be a party hosted at the Hold and I wish for you to attend. Mostly for the usual putting in an appearance but also because there is a certain Lord that I think you can charm into supporting the Weyr. You’re good at public speaking and could charm him with facts but I also think you’d get a thrill out of finding a private corner and fucking him into your way of thinking.”
He set the dress back down and walked over to Casa, grabbing her arm to yank her to her feet and hold her close to his chest. “Together, we can control how people think and remove anyone that gets in the way of our fun. Think of what we can accomplish together.” Azrin whispered the last line against Casa’s ear before giving her lobe a sharp nip. The promise of power was intoxicating and arousing for him and Azrin spun Casa around and held her again to his chest with one arm as the other had a hand sliding under her dress to cup a breast.
“Tell me the idea of manipulating men and women doesn’t turn you on, Cas. Tell me that you don’t get a thrill out of learning poisons and how you don’t crave what other devious things I know.” He could have easily taken everything away from Casa thanks to her own foolishness with the Flight and how inexperienced she was overall in the way of the world and Azrin knew she understood that now. She was also smart enough to know he wasn’t offering her empty promises and that it served her best interests to take up his offer—especially since turning it down would be a dangerous thing for her. He didn’t often share his grand schemes, and truthfully, he hadn’t spilled that many details either, just enough to pique her interest and gain her trust enough that she would stop fighting him and being a petulant child.
“And then tell me you don’t want me to bend you over your desk and fuck you like I did in the shop.”
