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Previously https://www.furaffinity.net/view/47901313/

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After waking up from Cisero's spell Lanya found herself alive and well with Cisero just lounging and watching over her. Cisero and Lanya got off on the wrong foot, but
with some smooth words and a charming demeanor Cisero was able to convince Lanya that he wasn't an enemy. Sure he radiated as one of the undead to her but there
was more to it then that.

Enough so that Lanya was willing to stave off trying to kill him in order to find out more information and offer to Escort Cisero in trying to find some answers to
his predicament. Really she just wanted to keep a close eye on him and not let him wander off. She may have been persuaded for now, but she wasn't 100% trusting
of him.

On the road the two had gone for now. Cisero using his charismatic talents to disguise his undead visage from normal peasantry was a blessing at least. Lanya didn't need
to have to contend with that headache while the two traveled. For now though it was getting late. The two had setup camp, talking amongst one another here and
there in an attempt to get to know one another. Lanya's words coming off more like an interrogation while Cisero deflected with flattery and flirtations. Cisero was
a charmer and Lanya's feminine allure wasn't going to escape him despite the dragonscale protection that the Cleric was wearing.

Of course enough is enough and eventually Lanya needed a break from Cisero and his "Compliments". Before Cisero could caress Lanya with another sultry
phrase he turned around only to have a Bag of Potatoes flung into his chest. Hard enough to make him fall ass backwards. Lanya pointing at him as she hefted an
axe over her shoulder.

Lanya: "I assume I can trust you to stay here?"
Cisero: "Why Miss Lanya you would find no one more Trustworthy then I. Perhaps as a gesture of good will you'll allow me to start warming your bed for your return?"
Lanya: "The last thing I need is you to warm my bed."
Cisero: "Are you sure? I assure you no one is more talented than I when one needs heat in their sheets."
Lanya stares and sighs
Lanya: "I'm going to get firewood, you start peeling. I assume you still eat."
Cisero: "I would savor every drop you put upon my tongue."
Lanya pauses, stammering for a moment at a mental image she did NOT need
Lanya: "Just Peel!"
Cisero grinned, he could tell his Charisma had knocked a brick off the Cleric's wall
Cisero: "Even more fetching when you raise voice to me like that Miss Lanya."
Cisero: "Worry not, when you return I will have ready a meal that will no doubt wetten your lips."
Lanya narrows her eyes, unsure if that was more innuendo or just coincidence before walking off into the trees

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Credits
Characters Belong to  skal-tel & Myself
Collab Commission Drawn by  HarmaaGriffin https://www.furaffinity.net/view/50372055/