Braxis scowled in confusion. “I've never been attracted to another man, so I can't tell you anything about it.”
“Do tell me about thegay warriors,” Lily amended.
“They have sex with each other,” Braxis said slowly, as if she might not understand what sex was. “I believe it happens anally but they probably enjoy oral sex as well.”
Leo and Jason laughed their asses off at Lily's grimace. Alex turned bright red.
Braxis just looked more confused.
“I believe Lily was fishing for scandalous details,” Cyprian clarified. Then he smoothly shifted the conversation back to Dirty Nothing's. “You could tell her about the men in the oil room instead.”
“The oil room?” Lily asked gleefully.
“It's not actually that exciting,” I told her. “It's just a tiled room with a selection of oils available.”
Braxis chuckled, and I looked at him in surprise.
“They got too oily,” Braxis said to me. “They kept trying to...” he looked around at our guests and seemed to rethink what he was going to say.
“We're all adults here,” Cyprian said. “Speak freely. Believe me, they'll appreciate it.”
Braxis grinned as he said, “One man kept trying to penetrate the other but his lover kept slipping away. He had to strap him down on a table. And the sounds!” Braxis chortled. “I don't know how they kept their erections.”
Even Alex laughed at that.
“So, you spent all day being hit on by Faulin and watching greasy men have noisy sex?” I asked.
“Not just greasy men,” Braxis said with all seriousness. “There were women in leather straps, men dressed as infants, couples masturbating each other underwater, men who pranced around with horse tails sticking out of their asses, people being spanked, and one woman who was strapped to a table and covered in whipped cream as other women dressed like cats licked it off her.”
“Holy fuck balls!” Jason exclaimed. “When can I get a tour?”
“Never,” Cyprian drawled.
Jason pouted.
“Women dressed like cats?” I whispered to Cyprian.
He just shrugged.
“It was fascinating how many ways humans have come up with to do what is essentially a simple act,” Braxis went on. “But I understand now why they do it and why Cyprian can profit from it.”
“Really?” I leaned back in my seat and gave him my full attention. “Please, enlighten us.”
“Because it's exciting.” Braxis grinned. “It's like learning to use a sword. You could kill a man by simply stabbing him, but it's far more thrilling to knock his weapon out of his hand and slice his throatbeforestabbing him in the heart. It adds spice.”
“That went dark really fast,” Leo murmured.
Jason made a squeaking sound while I closed my eyes and shook my head.
Cyprian gave Braxis a chiding look. “What did I say about the fighting references?”
Braxis sighed and recited, “Most people won't be able to relate to them.”
Cyprian nodded. “Care to try that again?”
Braxis thought about it. “It's like...” His eyes squinted and then his gaze landed on his plate. “It's like meat!” He stabbed his fork into a piece of prime rib triumphantly. “You could simply grill it as it is, which would be delicious, or you could roast it with spices as Kyrian has and create something that truly makes your mouth water.”
“Thank you.” Kyrian beamed at Braxis. “Really, it's just garlic, salt, and pepper.”
