Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25101508-20140805192450/@comment-29458028-20140829114854

Ariana awoke, clutching her head. She noticed much of her armor was taken off, the various pieces scattered around the room, except for her bracers and greaves. Sorin himself was slumped on the chair, topless, only in his underwear. Empty wine bottles littered the room.

"What the hell Sorin, did we..."

"Uh, I don't remember. Wait... What the hell, no, please, no. Don't tell me we..."

"Speak for yourself! If you tried to turn me into a daughter of Coldharbor, you will die!" screamed Ariana, even though she blushed.

Sorin checked his undies. Nope, he didn't wet them. He didn't feel particularly drained either. While it wasn't his first time, he didn't like the idea of doing such acts with somebody he hated.

Memories slowly returned. Sorin realized they did nothing wrong together. He had left Ariana undefiled. He changed his undies and suited up in armor, saying "don't worry. We haven't reached that stage yet. Put your armor on. It's distracting."