STEEL AND FLESH

SECRET AUDIENCE

In the dimly lit grand hall, the air grew heavy with a palpable tension, as the courtesans and mercenaries intertwined in a dance of kisses, lust, and desire.

Their bodies moved with a fluid grace, each touch igniting a spark of longing.

Whispers of passion and murmurs of delight filled the space, the sounds of shared moments known only to those partaking in the secret indulgence.

Soft laughter blended with sighs of pleasure, as lips met in stolen kisses, awakening desires that had long laid dormant.

The courtesans, their eyes filled with a seductive glimmer, caressed the mercenaries' cheeks, their fingertips tracing trails of warmth.

Their gentle touches spoke volumes, conveying an understanding of the burdens the warriors carried, and offering a respite from the weight of their duties.

In the embrace and kisses of the courtesans, the mercenaries found solace—a brief escape from the harsh realities of battle and the trials that awaited them beyond the walls of the grand hall.

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