"I start to like deals with you. What's in that one?"
Rosha raised her eyes to the ceiling. The crease between her eyebrows deepened as she spoke. "As I told you just now, I took a loan from the Guild. It has interest, too. If I won't make tily paynts, I will have to sell my property to the Guild for whatever pitiful price they state. I and Risha will be left on the street, and I know it still won't be enough to pay off the entire loan, which will make a debt slave."
"And it's all on a contract, is this right?"
Rosha nodded and scowled. "Of course. They didn't save on paper… As a debt slave, I will have to pay off my loan working whenever and under whoever the Guild tells to, and with how their contracts work… probably until the day I die. Could be a crafter, a waitress, a counter-girl, a maid—or, if the person in charge of my contract decides it, it could be a brothel."
I thought I began to get where Rosha was leading to. "You want money."
She gave a scowl that made , just for a mont, think that I was wrong. "I NEED money. It's a different thing." With a huff, she sat up and crossed her arms over her chest, hiding that magnificent view from . "I can't leave Risha jobless and on the streets like that, and if I'm dood to sleep for money, anyway… I can at least pick soone good-looking. And I know you want more sex, so if you want it with , you'd have to make sure I'm still available for it at all."
The offhanded complint made smile a little. This was a first ti I was complinted for my looks and not for my power, and as fluid as my looks were, the words brought in a strange surge of pride. This was my face, after all, she complinted. Mine.
I sat up too, but the movent made the bed uncomfortably narrow for the two of us until Rosha shifted from , and turned sideways so we sat side by side, with her feet set on the floor. She didn't move away when I put a hand on her waist and brought her closer to enjoy so more the warm and soft feel of her under my arms. In my head, I already agreed with her offer. Sex was great, and there was a lot of use in an ally in my revenge. Eventually, I would need good equipnt, and I wouldn't want to buy it from the Guild. Not if it profited these bastards who called themselves gods!
"I probably won't be as good-looking for much longer," I noted. "I was just planning on evolving sothing new. Though I wanted to keep the human-like looks for now, at least… There's still too much to do in human cities."
"Evolving? What do you an?"
"I have a unique ability that allows to buy new abilities for EXP. But almost all of them co with a new appendage or sothing like that. Even sothing small, like that mark." I pointed at the white cross on my chest.
Rosha ran a curious finger over it, making my tired cock stir. "I thought it was a scar."
"No, it ca with an ability to spit web. Very useful one."
She raised her eyes to in astonishnt. "You can spit web? Like spiders?"
In response, I demonstrated this ability by spitting and spinning several thick threads with a skill born from practice, creating a spiderweb stretched on the fingers of my right hand. "Just like this."
Rosha's eyes widened even more. She brought my hand closer to her face and began to examine the web with increasing awe. She pulled at it several tis, raised it to the light that ca from the window, and finally gave my hand back to .
"It looks exactly like a web of Armoured Cave Spider. Adventurers gather it from the spider's cocoons, and it goes in the Guild for two hundred gold coins per kilo, and this is for low-grade threads. This," she pointed at my arm, "is the highest-grade stuff. No tears or dirt, the tallic sheen that only web of matured spiders has, a perfect combination of elasticity and strength. And the nearest lairs of Armoured Cave Spiders are at Blue Mountains, so here at Glesk the web costs twice as much. Both adventurers and nobles would snap the snap it up like hot cakes! Adventurers for clothes that are light as silk and strong as leather, and nobles for this tallic sheen of it in the lace for their dresses."
Rosha said all this in about two breaths, and her eyes, when she raised them to , got a new sort of gleam now. The avarice of them made my blood boil—in a sense that made ready for the round four, here and now. I pulled off the web from my hand and put it into Rosha's. "I have more where this is ca from. But first," I lifted Rosha by the waist and, with a surprised gasp from her, sat her in my lap. Her toned ass rubbed over my stiff mber as she wriggled in my arms, making groan and montarily forget what I was saying. It took a second to gather myself together.
"But first, Rosha, you pay. Paynt in advance, and no need to waste paper on any more contracts."
Her response to that was an annoyed look over her shoulder and another, this ti deliberate, roll of that ass.
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