Thinking back to his own past, Amorak could relate more to the blight these children were undergoing. The loss of his home and family, his sister separated from him and made into a slave and him having to fend for himself for countless years. At least these boys had Jessamyn to help out and they also had each other. She did have a different air to her than she had back at the brothel. Perhaps the citizens here still wore masks at times, refusing to be vulnerable or else they would be taken advantage of. He hardly cared what the others thought of him since he also knew that when push came to shove, he wasn’t the sort that would just cave into their demands. She seemed to realized that about him, but there was so much that he wanted to keep in the dark about it.

It was no surprised that she was able to drag him into another situation but he supposed he couldn’t complain- he had injected himself into the ordeal in the first place and he didn’t mind helping out even further. It wasn’t like he had anywhere else to go or do. “What made you wish to come here to live?”, he asked, pondering the thought since she had family elsewhere. She was a tough one it seemed, but he wasn’t sure why she chose to pick a place like Kurayo.

Amorak nodded and accepted her answer only to shrug off her own question. It wasn’t that he didn’t think she was incapable of showing compassion outside of her work or anything, it was just weird for him to see out here especially when it hadn’t been that long since she took him by the reigns and into the downward spiral of lust momentarily. “I don’t think that, it’s just a bit strange is all, but I shouldn’t have judged you so quickly. For that, I’m sorry.” She led him towards the tailor shop and was soon holding onto the rather large basket of clothing. He was happy that his money went to good usage and especially when he saw the look on the children’s faces when they returned to the spot. He lowered the basket onto the ground while they went through the clothes and got dressed. Glaciem was coming soon and they would have to keep warm for the coming months.

He held his palm against his face when one of them asked her again if they were in a relationship, trying to keep from chuckling out loud. At least they would okay a bit longer but his heart was heavy to see them leave. “You can only do so much for them, you can’t blame yourself. At least you are trying”, he spoke seriously before being pulled away, again. “Hey, this is getting old now…” It took some time before he noticed that they were in the ritzier part of Kurayo and that there were more vampires here than any other race. He had heard that they were more so the faces of the city. They stopped at her home and he followed inside. “Well, I appreciate it greatly. I probably would be here for a few days at most.” Amorak looked around the cozy manor before his eyes set on her and rolled. “Funny, but I’ll do that as a last resort. I make it my mission to find willing participates instead of forcing them. Too many bad memories of doing that, let’s just say.”

Jessamyn thought about his question and gave an honest shrug. “I’ve lived all over Parvpora. I’ve found that the men who risk the most and really don’t care tend to live in Kurayo. You are more often to find someone to pay your high price here. They’ve lived long enough and know quality when they see it. You don’t tend to find that anywhere else in the world.” She gave Amorak as wink softly. It was merely a business decision in her own mind.

“It’s hard to judge a person who throws you on a bed and doesn’t let you say no.” She reminded him softly. “You did wander into a brothel after all without knowing what it was.” There was a chuckle from her lips as she thought about it. “I don’t know why she gave you to me though. My list is normally regulars and I’m booked months ahead of time. You got lucky.” Well, others would think he was lucky. She tugged him along and chuckled. “Is it now? I don’t see you attempting to stop it much.” They were on their way to her home now.

“Stay here for as long as you need to. If you leave before you are ready you might not have enough silver… Plus this is a one-time thing I’m offering you. You leave and I won’t let you come back.” She gave him a mischievous smile. Most of her décor of the manor was very much filled with deep colors. The most high-end furniture could be found in the manor.

Moving her hair back she chuckled. “Funny, I sounded willing to me. I don’t offer many to feed off me but some vampires very much like biting.” She smirked towards him. “I also know how to handle myself when getting bit unlike most of the youngsters in this city that are addicted to it.” She lectured him as she held up her finger.

“You actually brought someone home?” The female voice was stern as a redhead drow made her way down the stairs. “Hell does freeze over. I’m leaving for Canelux. Thanks for letting me stay here.” The half-drow was decked out in many weapons.

“Mmm, yeah… Lots of surprises. Try not to get killed Sister.” Jessamyn looked up to the very tall woman. She was taller than Amorak even as she pushed her way through and left the door. “My half-sister Varsha. She stopped in for a little bit to take care of someone. She is a mercenary over in Canelux but sometimes she gets brought over this way.” Jessamyn smirked.

She took him to the sitting room as she threw some wood into the fireplace. It was nice and cozy in the sitting room. “So what brought you to Kurayo? I mean you are a vampire so this place benefits you but… Was there another reason?” She propped up her chin as she stared towards him. “If you get hungry let me know… I’ve heard I got good blood.” She was teasing him now as she rubbed her neck and giggled flopping over his lap. She looked up at him. “I don’t have the opportunity to talk to many strangers like this so forgive me if I am overly curious.”

Amorak gave her a soft nod; from a business standpoint, Jessamyn’s purpose for coming here made a lot of sense. Go where you could get the most amount of money….it was a smart decision and she was capable of holding her own since it seemed she been around here for a while now. He thought more about it and the longer he had, the more it made sense. After all, why was he here himself? Aside from being save from prosecution, he had to establish his own life now. “To be fair, i walked to the first place I spotted from when I got off the ship”, he retorted, not that it made her statement any less true. Had he known about it, he might have surely avoided it. “Still, I guess you are rather committed to your job then, with the way you handled me.” Amorak wasn’t used to being manhandled at all, let alone by a woman that was very much shorter than he was.

Her warning didn’t really scare him too but it was clear that despite her playful nature, Jessamyn was absolutely serious about not letting him return. He didn’t want to feel as though he was a burden but he did have to be smart about picking the time to depart. Once he rejuvenated his funds, then that would seem to be the best time. Until then, he was at the mercy of the lithe woman.

“Fair enough, I won’t be going anywhere soon”, he said, almost brooding like before his eyes rolled. “Let just say that I have to be careful with biting. I used to do it out of malice rather than feeding for nourishment.” He still remembered his last victim he went after when he was more monster than man. It haunted him to the point where he didn’t try to get blood from the source if he could help it. Bloodwine was a favorite of his since it sated his hunger and he wouldn’t have to worry about losing control. Still, he was concerned why she was being so nice to him, offering him so much when he didn’t do much to warrant it, in his mind. All he done was do a good gesture back at the alleyway.

Amorak nearly jumped when he heard her sister come down. “Charmed, I’m sure”, he spoke as he left her leave abruptly. “Any other surprises lurking about the household?” Normally he wouldn’t question such things, but if he was going to stay here for a while, he would rather know what was going on and who was here without having to worry about surprising moments. With his bag still slung over his shoulder, he followed her into the next room. “Other than that and to start a new life here, nothing really.” He sat down and watched the fire burn. “My own sister is out there, safe I hope. Meanwhile I’m trying to make heads and tails of this world.” Again he rolled his eyes at her proposal, seeing that she either couldn’t take the hint or she wanted to tempt fate. None of that matter when she fell onto his lap again. “I see that you are as shy as you are at work.” He sighed and let it be while he looked to the burning flames once again. He’d hope that Alexis was out there, safe and sound but right now he had to make sure that he could find some sort of footing here. Only then would he have a place for her to call home with him. “It’s alright- don’t get much company? Or are you very selective, Jessamyn?”

Jessasmyn offered up a chuckle to him. “Could have been a worse place to walk into. I would say you got pretty lucky but all the same, you could have said no before I showed up.” There was a smile on her face as she thought about it. “Of course, I am actually part succubus it helps me get all the energy and get out all the tension… Not to mention a girl has got to live. Kurayo is a good place for business like that.”

Once her threat of not allowing him had cleared the air she nodded. “Well good to hear. I would be sad if I had to turn you away.” For a moment Jessa was thinking a deep thought and she shook her head. “Like you would be the first one with a malice fetish to try and bite me.” She winked at him and pushed his hair behind his ear gently.

After Varsha had left she took a deep breath. “No, I would hope not. Varsha isn’t normally so unkind but she must have gotten hired for a job. Nasty business mercenary work. I much prefer work of the flesh… Though it can be just as dangerous depending on your patrons.”

Once she had fallen into his lap she tilted her head back and looked up at him. “Succubi aren’t shy.” She chuckled a bit more while thinking. “We just have different sides that we don’t want people to see… For instance, kindness is a weakness we don’t often show. We pick and choose those who would be worthy.”

“Mmm…” She thought about his question as she rolled on his lap and straddled him softly. Her purple eyes looked into his and she chuckled softly. “It’s not that I dislike company. It’s that I don’t often find company that fits my tastes outside of work… So I suppose you could call it… Very, very selective.” Her voice got quieter as she leaned in and nipped at his lip. “I don’t much trust anyone here in Kurayo. Even though kids could be killers. You never know… but you…” She tilted her head at him. “I don’t get that from you. Vampire or not. What you’ve done in your past has no bearing on your aura now. You are someone I would trust.” She showed him she was taking the hint from him but more so that she trusted him.

Her small arms snaked around him and she chuckled a bit. “Do you not like such things? Though I could see from your time in the brothel that you aren’t too well versed… or maybe you have forgotten. It is none of my business so if I step out of line or say something wrong you should tell me. You are my guest… not just my plaything… Not that I would use and abuse you. No, no.” She spoke softly as she moved his hair again with her fingers. “I don’t do that to people who interest me.”

“I suppose you have a point”, he was forced to admit. In a place like this, the strong thrived on the meek and though he was confident in his own abilities, he knew that there were far more powerful and older creatures that lurked in the shadows all around. To be overconfident would make him an easy mark for them, so either way he would have to lay low. Jessamyn, on the other hand, due to her racial traits, could easily thrive here. Amorak didn’t know too much about succubus other than that they could easily seduce others. Perhaps she had worked her magic on him from before?

That would be the easy option to explain how he fell for her wiles…

His eyes darted to her hand as she played with his hair for a moment. He couldn’t tell whether she was toying with him or not- she seemed very good at that bit. Heaven knew he was an easy target for that due to his somewhat awkwardness with other people. Fortunately her sister departed leaving the two alone in the manor. And it was unfortunate because it was just the two of them here now, and she could do as she pleased with him. One had to question whether or not he was a guest or a prisoner. Shockingly, her words only made him worry all the more about it for some reason.

“So which side of you am I talking to now? The one from back at the brothel?”, he asked as she turned around to face him while still on his lap. Amorak would be lying to himself if he wasn’t getting tense from how close she was to him. She was confident that he wasn’t a monster and was testing such boundaries. Was it in her blood to defy them, after all? Trust was something he hadn’t thought about in a long time. Placing it in the wrong hands could mean demise, if not worse.

Jessamyn continued to toy with him and he felt odd as he felt her against his lip. It was similar to what had happened when he had her services. “Not too sure what you found interesting about me…” He wasn’t being modest- there was truth behind his words as he felt her against his body. He could smell that heavenly scent and was slowly getting lost in it all over again. He swallowed hard knowing that she would likely deploy whatever punishment she may had intended to if he hadn’t paid her earlier. Despite her being a rather small person…and full bodied, and seductive…and…

Amorak shook his head only to find her fingers swimming through those red locks of his. Green eyes sat and watched her for a long time, pondering what her game here was. “So I am your plaything as well as your guest? Is that right?” Brows knitted together as he sat back and plotted his head on a hand. “Jessamyn, you get the whole reason why I’m here in the first place, right? I can’t be spending all my money on you, though you are damn good at what you do… “

Jessa played with some strands of his hair as she smirked up at him. “Just Jessa. The one at the brothel is much more colder and crueler than I but that is to be expected with some of the men who romp their way through there.” Her voice was soft as she plotted everything in her head. She didn’t want him to be uncomfortable but that looked to be the way things were at the moment.

Her shoulders rolled as she thought about it. “I suppose I can’t describe it quite well… There’s an aura to you that lures me in like a fly to fire. It’s dangerous and I know but I can’t quite help myself. It’s that look you give me when I do something unexpected. The way you touch my skin even if you aren’t quite sure. All of it is interesting to me. It is new. Alluring.” She could see him getting lost in her but it seemed like as soon as he was he forced himself right back out.

Jessa put her arms around his neck and mulled over what he was saying to her. “I suppose that saying plaything is rather rude isn’t it?” Her face twisted a bit as she sorted through her list of vocabulary. It was hard trying to put exactly what she wanted into words. Though once he brought up his goal. “Oh, Amorak no. The only place I take silver is in the brothel. I’m not asking you to pay nor give me something in return… well, you sort of would be.”

She mused it over more as she kept seated where she was. “By plaything, I mean my bedmate. Bedmates aren’t paid nor are they forced. I wouldn’t force you if you complained but its the way you move with me that says you won’t. I’ve never had a companion before. I’ve always been alone with the occasional sister dropping for a visit but besides that, I have always wandered by myself. I’ve been doing this for as long as I can remember… Perhaps at least three centuries by myself. I just want a companion for a while I suppose. If you would be willing to do so I would be grateful.” For a while she mused again before she opened her lips, "I do have much to learn when it comes to communicating with those outside the brothel… I am still young for my race but I have isolated myself quite well I suppose."

Amorak was still skeptical of this whole situation. And for good reason- why sense did it make to invite someone you barely knew into your home and then play these little games. Jessamyn wasn’t a bad person, at least from what he had observed of her so far, but she had her own little plans that involved him being in this house. She was a beautiful young lady and he couldn’t fathom why she was drawn to him in particular. Her words only made him all the more cautious about this. She was a succubus after all, and it could have very well meant that she wanted to use him for feeding. Perhaps there was more to it but he had to be careful. Though her words seemed all too genuine which only added to his confusion about everything.

It was obvious that he hadn’t forgotten what happened between them hours ago and it was blissful despite it merely being a business conducted by consumer and provider. A part of him believed her when she said that she was attracted to him, even if it was just from a physical point of view.

Her closeness against him wasn’t helping matters and he couldn’t think as clearly as he usually did. “I’m not understanding this…arrangement.”, he said right before she justified how this would work. The look on his face explained the shock he felt when she made the arrangement between them more…formal. “Bedmate? And how do you figure this will work and I will oblige…?” He took a hard swallow when she mentioned how his body reacted to her; it was unfortunately true. It wasn’t something that the vampire could help with her- it had been that way since the brothel and he was cursing his luck about it even right now. And she must have known it too but with those words came those that also carried some sorrow that he could understand on some level.
Geez, this was awkward.

“Not sure if you can really force companionship, but you are right in that I can’t survive in this city alone, and it’s safer being here. If sex among other things that you demand, then so be it. I’ll stick around until our arrangement is unneeded.” This might prove more trouble than it was worth, but there was little he could do about it. Hesitantly his hand fell onto her upper thigh and stroke it softly. Such touches he wasn’t used to giving them to anyone and there had been only one person he could have done such to, but that time was over with her. “I understand the alone part. I’m not as old as you are, but I can certainly understand how you feel when you are by yourself even when surrounded by an entire city, Jessa. If this little arrangement will help you, then I accept your terms.” He took a great sigh before he pulled himself over towards her and kissed her. A short but full kiss to seal the deal, he supposed. Amorak still felt strange about it, but he would need a place to stay and a bed that didn’t seem like it would be empty for quite some time.

Jessa tilted her head at him and sat back on his lap for a few seconds at most. “Well… You can or won’t. I will not force you Amorak.” Maybe she had mistaken the attraction he might have had for her. Maybe he was an entirely different breed of man. That in itself puzzled her but still, she tilted her head and let her blonde hair fall to the side.

“I don’t think you can necessarily force it. When you force something it breaks eventually.” From pressure. From hatred. There were a number of reasons why something forced broke eventually and she didn’t want that to happen. “It does make me happy that you will oblige.” She needed something but could it be that she could get it from him?

“I think the conditions will also maybe help you. No one should be alone… Even if I am terrible at following my own advice.” The sigh came after and she found herself being kissed by him. She returned it for the split second the kiss had happened. He was sealing their deal by that kiss and she knew it. “I’m away for most of the day… Most of the time. Dinner is about an hour after I get home every day.”

Getting off his lap she took his hand and pulled him with her. Giving him a tour of the house she got to her own room. It was cozy and decorated in bright colors like one would find in Sularia or Abed. The bed had many pillows and looked comfortable. “This is where you will sleep… You can put your belongings in the dresser over there.” She showed him it. “It’s empty… I’m afraid I don’t really fill up much space.” She bit at her lip a bit before speaking. “I should start dinner. Have you fed today?” It would take nothing at all to get him blood if she had to. "I don't need you going hungry. It would only make me worry if you decided to starve yourself. Not… that I think you would." She blushed a bit as she rubbed her neck.

"I'll go now so you can settle in." She left the room in a hurry after she heard his answer. Down the stairs into the kitchen where she started to cook. It was weird having someone here and it was almost frightening to her. She needed to get over her fear of people though as odd as it was. It was different in the brothel then it was here. She was vulnerable here.

He thought carefully for a moment- it wasn’t so much that she was forcing him into accepting the deal in general. No, she gave him the choice of either agreeing to her terms or not, which would leave him in a fine pickle. He couldn’t afford to be out in this city on his own, that much Amorak quickly realized. Still, her offering her home to him in exchange for essentially sharing her bed was still perplexing.

His eyes looked into her before shaking his head. “I’m not having my arm yanked, if that’s what you’re worried about. Trust me, I would have left a short while ago if that was the case. But I weighed my options and this is the best course of action.” As strange as it was, like how he sealed their deal. After the things they done at the brothel, a kiss was harmless in comparison. He wasn’t bothered when she returned it but he was mildly surprised when she told him about dinner and such. He wasn’t expecting her to cook for him. Amorak got up and followed Jessamyn through the house, picking up on where what room was in the house. When she got to her own bedroom, he looked around at the arrangement of colors and how the theme seemed to suit her well. Pointing out that it was where he’d also would be sleeping in would have made his face blush if possible.

Hearing that she wanted him as a bedmate was one thing, but to come to the realization that he would be sleeping with her on a normal basis was seemingly overwhelming. Amorak didn’t feel like he was anything special, not special enough to be in a situation where most men would envy him. Perhaps it was because he didn’t treat her like trash or take advantage of her. Hell, he let her lead the whole time. “It’s fine. I don’t really carry much on the go myself”, he replied as he looked through the dresser, section by section. “The bedroom is extremely exquisite. Seems out of place in these parts, like you are.”

He paced around the room, lightly feeling the thick blankets that were on the bed. He listened while continuing to do so as she spoke; his concentration was broken when she mentioned feeding “Can’t say I’ve fed in a good while.” Hopefully he wouldn’t have to use her as a meal, but she hadn’t seemed to mind it from what they spoke off earlier. When she left him to his own devices, Amarok sat onto the bed for a minute before he fell back first, contemplating what’s happened the last few days. One thing was for certain, they were both alone in this world- their families scattered in the wind essentially and they were in a den of hunters and killers that would pounce on the first mistake they’d make. He gazed up towards the ceiling for what seemed like eons before slowly rising back to a sitting position. He dropped his bag on the floor and started going through the little bit of clothing he had in it, neatly folding them before putting them into their respective drawers and headed back to the kitchen’s entryway, hiding slightly behind it while studying Jessamyn and seeing what she was up to.

Cooked food wasn’t something he could fully enjoy like he had when he was human, but it would have still been impressed him to see what she was making. Jessa wasn’t bad at all, despite the warnings he received from sailors that often warned people about the denizens of Kurayo. It didn’t help that she had a natural air of beauty about her. He had to shake his head free from his thoughts as he stepped closer to the scene and took a seat at the table. “How long have you been in the city?”

Jessamyn thought on it for a little while as she looked about the room. “This is modeled after home I suppose. A place in the sun unless Koschei. Though I wouldn’t say a succubus is out of place here even if I am only a half breed.” There would be things he would learn she was sure but for now, this arrangement would work just fine. He said it would only be for a little while and for some reason a part of her felt a bit sad at the thought. Her mind rolled over it as she stomped it out. There was no point in growing too attached to the man if he was going to leave anyway.

The little woman departed from the room so she could cook dinner for once. Well… at least for more than one person. It felt like forever before she felt like his eyes were on her and she paid it little to no mind as she worked. Jessa was good at keeping her mind where it should have been. Her long pale hair was tied loosely as to keep it out of the way as she cooked. Finally, he spoke to her and she turned her eyes towards him. Violet eyes looked him over as she batted them lightly at his question. “At least sixty years. Before that, I was in Nisshoki but I find that Kurayo better fits my profession and needs than any other city in Parvpora.”

She put some of the food on the table and paused only to look him over for a few minutes. “You’ll need to feed eventually.” She slid over a goblet of what looked like warm blood. “I’ll let you feed on me if I have to but for now this should do… The food I made you should be able to eat just fine as well.” Jessa gave him her best smile and watched him closely. “Don’t starve yourself. It happens enough in this city to those who don’t take what they need when they need it. I suppose that’s one of the many reasons why I offered my home up to you. Why I help those kids too…”

The small blonde got some wine down and popped it open as she poured two glasses. “You are my guest after all and I must take care of you.” There was a seductive tinge to her words as she spoke the last few. Her eyes looked up with a hunger that he might miss if he didn’t look closely.