"Tabibah you are pressing me to the. . ."
"Hold up a moment."
"What are the elders saying?" another man asked. Tabibah leaned closer to the wall to hear them clearly, but doing so pushed Etim farther into the wall. If someone could see this scene, they would have died of shock because from this view, it seems like Tabibah was pressing Etim against the wall too. . . It was not helping that Etim was half undressed and his bare breasts were pressing against the cold wall. He was so turned on, that he let out a breathy moan.
Tabibah heard it and frowned again. She turned him to face her and cautioned him softly.
Your voice is too loud.
He should be quiet, he knew that, but he couldn't help that his body was forever a mess whenever Tabibah breathed his way. He was so angry, for someone who spent years perfecting his self-control, losing it in the blink of another person's eye.
His nipples touched Tabibah's golden buttons, and he bit his lips to hold his moans. So embarrassing. He could feel a headache coming from his frustration.
" Are the demons at work?"
"Why would the demons be attacking human women?"
Tabibah listened as the men spoke with a frown on her face. She just woke up and was unused to how the world has developed. During her time, the demons she fought with were low-level monsters with no IQ. It surprised her to hear that demons were kidnapping women. Kidnapping people required brain work.
Something is wrong somewhere, she thought. She looked down to ask Etim questions but noticed that he looked a little wrong.
His eyes were large and watery, and his skin flushed. He looked like someone who was either drugged with aphrodisiac, about to be fucked, or fucked thoroughly. His temperature was even very high.
"Are you okay?"
"I don't really feel that good," he muttered. "What did they talk about."
"I'll tell you later." Tabibah gave up looking for an outfit for him and just forced him into a random male outfit she was supposed to wear. They left the shop after paying and went into the crowded streets to look for an inn to stay in.
"Young master, Song is very good."
"Young master, dove will serve you right."
There was no free inn in the city, and they had to stay in a brothel instead. Such joy.
Tabibah dragged Etim passed the herd of blushing girls until she got to the host.
"One room." She slammed a pouch of gold on the table, and the woman's eyes shone.
"Ah, sure my lord. " she took the pouch greedily and licked her lips. "How many girls should I send?"
The cold glare she got made her look carefully. She then noticed the flushed Etim who looked on the verge of murder right now.
"No girls."
The host nodded and led them up. He didn't need to mention it, she could already see it herself.
Tabibah noticed that seemed comfortable in the brothel, but then again he was comfortable everywhere, he kept turning in her arms as he checked everything out.
Tabibah suddenly agreed that she was very old. Back in her days, going to a brothel used to be a shameful thing, now it was a thriving business.
"One room. . . How come there is only one room?" Etim whispered.
Tabibah gave Etim a look as the woman opened the door.
What are you being shy for, we slept in the same cave?
"This place, my lord, is there anything else I can do to help you?" One that required you to leave that bitch in your hands, from all the woman's experience, jade-like scholars like the young man in front of her was always the freakiest. Just a look at his toned body under that black robe and cold aura made her flush. Yes, daddy.
Etim could see the woman's thoughts and didn't know what to say. He just scoffed and abandoned them outside. He claimed the big bed, making sure to spread his limbs everywhere, and fell asleep. He won't care, he certainly didn't care. Tabibah can go and suck ass for all he cares, he wasn't bothered.
"Make sure to keep this side quiet," Tabibah told the woman and shut the door on her face. She wasn't used to contemporary women's way of thinking and couldn't bother to care. She entered the room and saw how Etim lay down on the bed like a human starfish, a small scoff, and she inspected his body with her golden eye.
Nothing.
But why did he look like that at the cloth shop? She wondered about that and sat on a small space on the bed, meditating.
Etim slept for hours, when he woke up, he felt pain in his chest and looked down to discover massive breasts. Such joy.
His stomach grumbled and Tabibah turned to him. We should go down for dinner.
He pouted pitifully. They went out of the room a few moments later with Tabibah holding on to him like gold coins. Truth be told, Etim was very excited to be at a whore house as he barely came out in peace, but he won't let Tabibah notice, not when she was moody as hell.
Tabibah who could notice his joy scoffed in her mind. Such a male, he's just in a house filled with cheap bitches, and he is so happy.
Just like he read about, the hall was filled with different people and beautiful ladies. As they sat down, they were immediately doted on by the girls. Etim didn't expect that the food would be that bad.
Too salty. Too greasy. Half cooked. Not enough spices. He looked at Tabibah in complaint, but the latter was staring at the dancing girl in only a thong. What a cheap woman.
He frowned and sulked himself.
"Master, we should stay here this night and find the monster tomorrow."
"Hmm, you are right."
Etim's ears involuntarily trembled as he heard that voice. Elba? Why was he here?