Today was a good day for him, he always liked it when another idiot was chasing him with a mark, who decided to make him his enemy and now he just fought back

Hmm... An interesting sight. Well, you don't see that every day. Looks like someone doesn't belong here. Should I investigate? He glances at her for a moment before deciding to approach. "Hello there. Care to introduce yourself?" His voice carries the amusement and curiosity of one who finds this situation intriguing.

His smile remains in place as he leans casually against the bar, eyes fixed on her. "Don't mind me," he says with a chuckle, "I just thought it was strange seeing someone new here." His white hair glints under the dim light of the guildhall as he motions for the bartender to bring him another drink. "You shouldn't look so glum. It's not that bad in here, you know?"

"Ah, Rina." He nods, his gaze flickering to her lips before returning to meet her eyes again. "No, you don't seem out of place at all. In fact... I think it would be quite a shame if you did." There's something in the way he says this that causes a shiver to run down your spine; is it danger or desire? You can't help but feel both when he smiles like that. "But tell me," he continues, reaching across the bar with one hand and taking hers gently into his own, "what brings someone like you to our little sanctuary?"

"I see." He says softly, letting her hand go but keeping his gaze locked on hers. "You're here to ask a favor of us... One of our rules is that we only lend aid if it's in return for something." His voice takes on a note of warning, yet there's still an undeniable air of interest and intrigue around him. "So what do you have to offer?"

Rina looks up at him from beneath her lashes, clearly unsettled but equally drawn. Her lips part as if to speak, but no words come out; only a shaky breath escapes them. His proximity is making it difficult for her to think straight. What does she have that they could possibly want? She can't just offer herself... Can she?

The silence stretches between them as their eyes lock in an intense, almost primal dance of desire and curiosity. Around

The words send a shiver through him. This woman... She's fascinating. "I don't believe that you do," he says softly, reaching out to brush his fingertips against her cheek. Her skin is like silk beneath his touch, and it only intensifies the desire coursing through him. "But perhaps we could come up with something... In return for your help." He leans in closer still, lips parted as if to whisper secrets in her ear. "What do you want from us, Rina?"

Her eyes flutter closed at his touch, and she swallows thickly again. What does she want? The truth or a lie? This man... He's not like anyone else she's ever met before. For once, it feels good to let her guard down and just be honest. She takes a deep breath, knowing that this moment could change everything, and says quietly, "

"Oh, you'd be surprised what we might find interesting," he replies with a faint chuckle, brushing his thumb over her bottom lip before trailing it down her neck. "But for now... Why don't I buy you a drink?" With smooth efficiency, he signals the bartender to bring them both another round. Then, leaning closer still, he whispers into her ear, "We can discuss terms later."

His breath tickles her skin, sending shivers of anticipation through her body. Part of her wants to push him away, remind herself that this is dangerous territory; but the other part? It relishes in the sensations coursing through it, savors every touch and word from this mysterious man who's made her feel wanted... needed. For once in her life, she lets go of her worries and allows herself to enjoy the moment.

His thumb trails up her chin, stopping to tease at the corner of her eye. "You're so beautiful when you're unsure of yourself," he whispers, leaning in even closer until their lips are just barely apart. His breath mingles with hers as he waits for her reaction, his heart racing in anticipation of what might happen next.

Will she pull away? Or will she finally give in to this burning desire that's building between them? The tension is palpable; the air crackling with electricity as they remain caught in this intense moment. It takes everything within him not to close the gap and take what he so desperately wants, but he knows better than that. For now, it seems, pleasure will have to be found in the anticipation of it all.

His thumb and index finger curl around her chin as he tilts it up to meet his gaze once more. "I'm making you an offer you can't refuse," he whispers, the amusement back in his voice. His lips brush against hers, gentle but firm. "And I'm enjoying every second of it." With that, he pulls away slightly and smiles down at her, taking a sip from his drink as they watch each other over the rims of their glasses.

His smile turns sympathetic as he studies her expression. He sets down his drink and cups her cheek with one hand, gently wiping away the tears that have begun to form in the corners of her eyes. "Rina," he murmurs softly, searching for the right words. "I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable." He pauses, then asks quietly, "Will you tell me why this is happening?"

His hand travels from her cheek to the back of her neck, fingers massaging gently as he leans in closer still. "Then let me help you," he whispers against her ear. "Tell me what your options are. Maybe I can make some suggestions." He pauses, then adds with a smile, "Or perhaps we could work together and figure something out." His fingers dance along her skin, sending tingles down her spine.

"What do you say?"

"Lord Carrack, hm?" he says thoughtfully, his fingers continuing to soothe her skin as he contemplates the situation. "I have a few contacts who might be able to help with that. But first," he pauses, looking deeply into her eyes, "let's see what you can offer us in return." There's an unspoken promise in his words, and she feels it like a feather brushing against her skin: if she helps him, he will help her. It's the kind of deal that both sides can win from.

"What do you say, Rina?" he asks again, leaning closer still so that their breath mingles once more. "Would you like my protection... and possibly more?" His fingers find a spot just below her earlobe, teasing the sensitive skin with gentle circles as his gaze bores into hers.

The air around them crack

"Ah, don't worry about that," he murmurs reassuringly. "I'm not one to ask for much in return." His fingers continue their teasing dance across her skin, sending shivers down her spine. "But tell me... What is it that you can give?" There's a knowing glint in his eye, as if he already knows the answer but wants her to say it aloud anyway.

"And remember," he adds with a smile, "I'm not just talking about physical things here."

His smile deepens as he watches her struggle to find the words. "Take your time," he whispers, his breath fanning over her face. "There's no rush." But he knows that there is a certain thrill in the anticipation, in pushing her to her limits and seeing how far she's willing to go.

Finally, she looks up at him with determination etched onto her features. "I... will give you my loyalty," she says softly, almost afraid that saying it aloud will make it more real. But the truth is, she has nowhere else to turn; and deep down inside, there's a part of her that wants this... that needs it.

His fingers continue their gentle caress as he nods thoughtfully. "Loyalty can be a powerful currency," he says softly, his eyes locked on hers. "But don't forget that if you

His fingers still tease at the sensitive skin beneath her earlobe as he leans in closer, their lips nearly touching once more. "I'm not asking for anything more than that," he whispers against her ear, his voice quiet and reassuring. "As long as you are loyal to me, I will protect you from Lord Carrack... and anyone else who might try to harm or exploit you." His hand moves up to cup the side of her neck, fingers massaging gently. "And in return, I promise that you'll never regret trusting me."

His gaze drops to her lips as they part slightly, and he can't help but feel a thrill course through him at the thought of what she might say next. His hand slides from her neck down to cup one breast, teasingly squeezing before letting it fall away again. "Do you believe me?" he whispers hoarsely. "That I can keep my word... and protect you?"

The anticipation is thick in the air, like an invisible web woven between them; every touch heightens the sensations racing through their bodies. The bartender, watching from a polite distance away, clears his throat loudly as if trying to interrupt their intense moment of connection. But neither of them seems to notice. All that matters is the promise they have made... and what comes next.

His fingers trail up her neck, cupping her jaw before tilting her head back. "Then it's settled," he murmurs against her lips as he finally leans in to seal their deal with a soft kiss. His tongue flickers out, teasing the sensitive skin inside her mouth as his hand moves down between them, massaging and kneading at the swell of her breast through her clothing. "Welcome to my family, Rina," he whispers against her ear before pulling away, grinning down at her. "I think we'll get along quite well."

He smirks down at her, taking in the subtle blush spreading across her cheeks. "Don't worry," he assures her with a soft laugh. "I promise it won't always be like this." His hand drops from her breast, skimming lightly over her stomach before coming to rest on her hip. "But for now... I think we should celebrate our new arrangement, don't you?" A mischievous glint sparks in his eyes as he leans in closer, his voice lowering almost to a whisper. "I know just the thing..."

His lips brush against her ear before he whispers, "Let's find somewhere private and see just how loyal you can be." His hand squeezes gently on her hip, guiding her toward a quiet corner of the guildhall where they can have some privacy. The anticipation between them grows stronger with each step they take, making the air around them crackle with desire.

Their destination in sight, Rina's confusion and discomfort grow alongside her nervous anticipation. She can feel the heat of his body pressing against hers, his breath whispering hotly over her ear as he leads them deeper into the shadows. "Are you sure this is what you want?" he asks softly, his voice barely audible above the sound of their hearts pounding in tandem.

Rina's words send a thrill through him. He turns them both so that she's backed against the wall, trapping her there with his body. "I promise," he whispers hoarsely before lowering his head to capture one of her nipples in his mouth. His tongue flickers out, teasing the sensitive bud as his free hand slides up her thigh, bunching her skirt in his fist as he gropes for the wet heat between her legs.

Her hips arch into his touch, moaning softly at the feel of him so close. He growls against her skin, the vibration sending shivers through her body. "That's it," he murmurs, his voice rough with desire as he continues to pleasure her with his lips and tongue while one hand searches for entry. "Let me see how loyal you can be."

His fingers finally brush against her folds and she lets out a sharp gasp, hips jerking into his touch as he circles her entrance teasingly. Her muscles tense, readying herself for him while another part of her wants to clench shut, deny him the pleasure he seeks. But it's too late; she's his now, and he won't be denied.

With one swift motion, he pushes inside her, groaning as she slick heat envelops his fingers. Her walls grip at him greedily, tightening around him as he starts a steady rhythm, fucking her with his hand while his mouth continues to feast on her nipple. He watches her face intently, waiting for any sign that she's close... eager for the first taste of their new relationship.

Her breath hitches as she feels herself nearing the edge. She looks up at him with pleading eyes, silently begging him not to stop. He smirks down at her, satisfied by the knowledge that he has complete control over her body and emotions. With a final thrust of his hand, he brings her over the edge, moaning against her skin as she cries out in release.

Spent for now, he draws back to catch his breath, watching with dark satisfaction as she tries to regain her composure beneath him. "You're mine," he whispers roughly before leaning in to claim her lips with his own, kissing her hungrily as desire once more begins to simmer between them.

Her reaction only serves to ignite his lust further. His lips part slightly as he breathes in her sweet scent and tastes the fading flavor of their passion on her lips. "That's it, baby," he whispers roughly before pulling away just enough to slide his tongue along the curve of her earlobe, teeth nipping lightly at her neck. "Give it all to me."

His hand glides down between them once more, finding her wet and aching where he left her only moments ago. With a rough groan, he pushes back inside her, feeling the slick heat stretch and welcome him back. Her hips rise to meet his touch, urging him on as she moans against his lips in wordless consent.

He knows that they're just getting started, but for now, the feel of her body moving beneath his, the taste of their desire still lingering in the air

together is enough to leave them both breathless and wanting more. He can feel her muscles tensing and releasing as she comes apart beneath him, her moans muffled against his lips. It's pure heaven, the sensation of having complete control over someone so vulnerable... so needy. And he intends to enjoy every second of it before they move on to their next target, their next deal... and the next piece of themselves they'll offer up in exchange for safety and protection.