A visit from a friend

Carriae was lying on the sofa, a book in her hands that she was lazily reading. She didnt love books but she liked them, not silly made up stories, of course, but the ones that talked about real facts and real people were interesting enough. The one she was reading now was about the wildlings, their lifestyle, their origins and things like that. Carriae couldn't be sure about that but, even though the book has its charm, she didn't think that the writer had ever met a wildling in person.
She finished a chapter and put down the book to look once more at the room: the inn keeper had been there already, she had cleaned and tidied up everything and had left wine and grapes on the table, as she ordered. Everything was ready for her guest's arrival, but she had no idea exactly when Cale would have arrived. She just had to wait. She shrugged and took again the book: she could keep reading until his arrival.

Cale arrived at the inn, getting off of his horse who was led to the stables by one of the servants. He ran his fingers through his hair, his cheeks a bit flushed from his ride up to King's landing. He had almost forgotten that he was to meet Carriae this evening, but his mind was always carried away by horseback riding. It really got his blood pumping due to the thrill of it. And besides, he got her a gift that she'd adore tremendously, so her wait wouldn't have been for not. His fingers gripped the wrapped gift in his hand. Cale gave a short nod to the inn keeper who found him and brought him to the room, before entering the room without knocking. Why knock? She was expecting him only for sure. He grinned charmingly at the young woman lying on the sofa with book in hand. "I see that you've been distracting yourself till I got here." he remarked out in a playful tone as he shut the door behind him and leaned against it.

"Oh look who finally remembered I exist!" Carriae replied in a teasing tone, pretending to be upset in an even too evident act. She was just playing, as per usual, and her pout was as fake as it could be. She didn't move, keeping the book in her hands and pretending to read: he could actually believe to surprise her by simply not knocking at the door, but she had heard his horse from the street and prepared herself for his arrival. She was languidly lying on the sofa, her green, short dress rested on her in an apparently casual pose that left part of her legs uncovered and exposed to Cale's glance. After all, beauty was her weapon and she surely knew how to use it.

Cale chuckled lightly at her teasing tone, clearly seeing through her act and fake pout. She was a teaser, using that to her advantage greatly. He thought this as his golden brown eyes took notice of her short, green dress and some of her left leg was exposed to his view. He smirked in delight at the sight, tilting his head the right slightly at her. It looked like she wasn't going to be moving soon at all. He shrugged his shoulders and walked over to the sofa, sitting down on the edge of it. Cale proceeded to examine the wrapped box in his hand, which was visible to Carriae's gaze. "Of course I know you exist. If you didn't then...oh...why had I gotten this little present?" he asked in a teasing tone, his eyes gleamed with amusement.

(OOC: Present)

She didn't move from the sofa, waiting for him to come over her, and she didn't have to wait a lot. As he sat down her almost naked leg 'casually' rubbed his back with the excuse to move a bit away to make him space: it was a brief contact, just another tease. She kept pretending to read the book but her eyes were immediately captured by the box in Cale's hands.
As he spoke she finally closed the book and let it fall over the edge of the sofa. She rose up a bit, getting closer to him "A present for me? Oh Cale, you shouldn't have!" she was such a teaser and a liar: of course he had to, gifts were for her what a payment was for the other whores. But teasing, acting so casually and having fun was her thing.
As she spoke she got closer to him, smirking, her chest touching his arm, her nose almost touching his, while her right hand moved toward the pack, she was curious to know what it contained.

Cale felt her leg brush up against his back as she moved away to make room for him, smiling wickedly at this contact. His expression brightened as she finally took notice of the box in his hand. He could certainly see that she was interested and glad to see his present. After all, he brought gifts for her every time he visited her. Cale liked the fact that she took gifts for payment rather than money than the others. And he actually enjoyed getting jewels for her, taking in delight at her reaction to the present. "Heh, I hope you like it, I thought it really suited you," Cale remarked, winking at Carriae with a sly smirk. Especially with her lovely hair and the current dress she wore. He chuckled softly as she pressed against him, her hand moving toward the box. "Impatient, aren't you?" he grinned before placing it into her hand.

Cale's words surely made her curious: she always loved his gift, he united the rare gift or richness and taste, something that she could really appreciate. Gift were for sure her kind of payment, after all she paid everything, from her room to her food, thanks of her lovers's gifts, but the practice of the gift made it all less about the money and more personal and enjoyable, it made it look less of a business. Her so called 'friends' didn't come to her just for mere sex as with any other whore, after all: what made her really special, beside her beauty, was the whole act, how she played with them.
At Cale's question she let her lip touch briefly his, breaking soon the contact "As always" she replied with a wicked smile, turning then her attention to the pack "Now what could this possibly be?" she asked in a rethorical question, starting to open the box

Cale smiled lightly as he felt her lips against his lips for a moment before pulling back. Resulting him in raising his eyebrows at her breaking the contact so quickly. He gave a quick small, fake frown which was replaced by a delighted grin. "Heh, you know me so well." Cale watched as she turned her attention to the small box now in her possession at last. He chuckled lightly as she asked this while opening the box, "I guess you'll just have to find out once you see it." The young lannister hoped that Carriae would take delight in his present. For most of the time, he usually got her jewels that pertained to the colors of the Lannisters. He thought that these jewels would pertain to her taste more.

As she finally opened the box, her eyes were immediately captured by the light reflected by the diamonds: she was used receiving beautiful and valuable gifts, but that, that was incredible even for Cale's standards. "Cale, this is gorgeous!" she was speachless for the surprise, even forgetting for a few moments that such a gift was to have something in return. As she managed to shake off the first shock, she ran toward the huge mirror hanging on the wall and put on the necklace: it was stunning. "Such a pity it doesn't mach my dress..." she said with a fake pout: it was a lie, the dress and the necklace seemed to be made for each other and on her they made a perfect match, but before Cale could reply anything she turned toward him with a wicked smile, pointing at the necklace "How would you like to see me wearing only this?"

Cale beamed at her reaction to the necklace, chuckling softly as sat there for a moment, speechless. He really did go all out for this present. It was terribly funny that he treated his lovers, who weren't exactly what others called lovers, better than regular day people. It was most likely a bad trait of his. Something he got both his grandfather and father. "I told you that you'd love it," he remarked in a teasing tone, smirking a bit. He watched as she ran toward the huge mirror on the wall and put the necklace on. It was stunning on her, just like he believed it would be. But at her next comment, he quirked an eyebrow as he got up and headed over to her. "Oh really?" he asked out in an amused tone. Cale raked his eyes over Carriae, before giving her a seductive smirk. "What do you think?" he asked in a teasing tone back.

She didn't reply at his last rethorical question, instead, without loosing her wicked smile, she started unting the laces of her dress, letting it fall on the floor a few moments later. She was wearing no smallclothes, and with a fluid movement she stepped out of her dress, that was now on the floor, leaving with it her shoes as well. Except for th necklace she was totally naked: her blonde hair that almost reached her lower back were the perfect frame for such a perfect body."What do you think?" she asked with fake innocence, quoting his last question.

(OOC: Sorry >,,,< School and work D:)

Cale watched as the young woman before him had untied the strings of her dress, letting it fall to the fall. Golden brown eyes watched in delight as she stepped out of her dress, that wicked smile still upon her lips. He was definitely attracted to those teasing females, just like her and the mysterious woman he met at Lannisport. Cale smirked lightly as he slowly strolled over to her, his gaze still upon her. He came to a stop before reaching out and grasping at a few strands of her blonde hair, giving her a sly smirk. "You look even more ravishing than ever." he responded, winking at her playfully, delighted.

OOC: dw, it's ok <3 real life comes first

Carriae kept her eyes on him, checking his every move, his reactions. She was standing there, naked and unashamed, actually proud of her beautiful body. As he came closer, complimenting her and playing with her hair, she moved even closer to him "Oh, do I?" she asked in a teasing tone, the wicked smile still on her lips while she rose on her tiptoes and with her lips touched his lips in a light kiss, while her hand briefly caressed him between his legs. Then, before he could even react, she moved away, making a few steps backward toward the bed, that was noe only inches behind her. She bit erotically her lower lip, while in her eyes the invite to chase her was more than evident.