Nimue Duath furrowed her brow as the lifeless gaze searched around the carriage. "Why...am I going where you are?" She continued to speak through clenched teeth. She may not have as impressive fangs as the two but her teeth were rather sharp. The spaded, whip like tail thrashed around behind her as she glared at the pair. It was coming back to her now, the scene on the side of the road. A flush crept into her cheeks as she pulled the blanket over her lap. Covering the torn skirt in hopes at least saving a shred of her dignity. Lifting her chin as the smell of the blunt hit her nose, with a sneeze she moved to face the woman. "And you are?" A slender brow shot up her forehead while she waited. Her brain trying to find a way out of the carriage.

Lynn looked back to the woman, noting that Tariq. . had become distant. Or. . simply asleep? She was never sure with him. So she knew this would have to be settled with herself. Really. . with the amount of trust he seemed to show with her. When the woman spoke to her, she flitted her orange gaze back to her, yet another exhale of the smoke from her lungs. "The name's Lynn." She spoke, with a small nod of her head. She glanced to Tariq, before looking back to Nimue. "I'm uh. . sorry about that." She spoke a bit. . akwardly as she leaned back, crossing her arms beneath her breasts. "What I did then. With Tariq. It was the first time I did something. . forceful like that." Her gaze became serious, however, as she leaned forward then, placing her elbows upon her lap. "Though. . it was my decision to help him. Or else. . you would have been worse off, if he would have had to struggle at you alone. Trust me."

Nimue Duath narrowed her gaze at the woman. A soft scoff escaped her lips at her explanation. The woman's companion seemed oddly quiet, and the brow stayed in it's place on her forehead. The lips pursed a bit as she held her hand out in indication of wanting the blunt. "I'd say it is nice to meet you...but given the circumstances.." The little demon kept her hand out waiting for the woman to share. The teeth worried at her lower lip as she her heart pounded beneath her chest. This was too much, this was...crazy.. Nimue was just trying to find it and now she was here. With this rag tag team. "I have more fight in me than you'd realize...you teamed up. It wasn't fair" She sighed, the dull gaze locking onto Lynn's orange gaze.

Lynn felt a quirk of a lop-sided grin tug at her lip. Of course, she plucked the blunt from her lips, handing it to the woman. She deserved it. "I understand entirely." She spoke, before leaning back. Listening to the woman, she took hold of a glass of her wine, offering it to her as well. "Well. Considering I saved you from a bloody, painful mess, i'd say it is fair." She spoke, pointing to the distant man. "He isn't a kind person. By any means." Lowering her hand, she released a sigh through her nose. It would be hard to explain to the woman her conflicted feelings on her own current situation. "But hey; you seemed like you enjoyed it. . right? You were shaking mighty good from my little moves. I made sure to be gentle. Well. .my bites weren't."

Nimue Duath lifted the well rolled blunt to her lips. Taking a long drag only to hold it for a moment. Releasing the smoke from her small nose and mouth. When the wine was offered the demon greedily took it from the other woman. Pressing the glass to her lips, the red liquid easily drained. The little demon was parched, due to blood loss most likely. With a satisfied sigh she gave the empty glass to Lynn. "Well, I'd say thank you. But.." She lifted her shoulders in a shrug. "I know a few people like him...I seem to be able to hold my own." The little demon peeled one of her lengthy gloves off. It revealed a large cross shaped burn welted onto her left bicep. "See" Nimue wore it like a badge of honor. Taking another hit she handed the blunt back to Lynn. "I..Well...Ma-Maybe!" The little demon seemed fluster, shifting her gaze to her feet rather than at the woman. "You certainly know how to use your tongue.." She whispered under her breath, keeping her gaze low.

Lynn watched the woman as she exhaled the smoke, and even accepted the wine. At least, she seemed to be accepting the situation. . or so it seemed. She wouldn't relax just yet. She knew the woman would more or less, make a run for it the first chance she got. . especially, this early into her capture. Good thing Lynn was a night owl of sorts. She had a feeling she'd be up all night, keeping a good eye on her. Her gaze lowered to the cross shaped burn on her bicep, her brows furring lightly. It almost reminded her of some sort of branding..as if, one were to brand a cow. "Huh. .so you have some experience with this?" she asked curiously, accepting the blunt back. She took one more hit, before snuffing it out. Perhaps. . that could be a bad thing. If the demon went through an ordeal similar, would she be more resistant? Or, the opposite? However, that thought flitted away when she heard the woman's faint whisper beneath her breath. . her lop-sided grin only widening. She got up from her seat, only to lean over Nimue, placing her hands on the armrests of her seat. "Well. I am told i'm a pretty good kisser, too." She lifted a hand, gently brushing it against the demons lower lip, before leaning her features forward; pressing against them in a soft kiss; her thumb giving her tongue a little room to sneak into the woman's mouth. . would she bite it?

Nimue Duath inhaled through her nose. Choosing to pull off the other glove that the demoness usually wore. The other arm was better off-no markings noticeable accept that damn cross. "I guess you could say that. More like I choose the wrong people to hang around." She snickered a bit, the blunt was already taking affect on the small demon. A small smile pulled up the corners of her mouth-despite the situation she was in Nimue was acting rather nonchalant. Biding her time till the woman was tired and she could make an escape. Keeping her eyes down she did not notice Lynn switch seats until she looked up. In mere seconds Lynn had her hand touching at the full lower lip. The red gaze caught in the enchanting orange hues of the other woman. The kiss took her by surprise, and caused her heart to speed up. Pounding audibly beneath her chest, almost instinctively the little demon kissed back. Her tongue pushed against Lynn's trying to decide if she wanted to keep it trapped there or if she should force it out.

Lynn kept her orange gaze on the woman as she accepted her tongue into her mouth; which nearly came as a surprise. She was certainly a flushed, little demon. Her thumb stayed where it was on that plush, lower lip, her tongue gently dipping below Nimue's, pressing, seeking. . exploring the soft tissue beneath before gliding to the side, testing the sides of her teeth, feeling the pointy, sharpness of them. . This was a good reaction from the woman. At least, she thought Tariq would think so. She wondered how far she could go with it? She removed her tongue from Nimue's mouth, back into her own as she moved her features slightly back. . thumb gently sliding on the top of the little demons tongue, her fingers beneath it curling in towards her palm, as she lightly pinched her tongue between thumb, and her curled pointer finger. While having her tongue in her grasp, she gently pressed her thumb against the middle of her thumb. If she kept her hand like this long enough. . Nimue's saliva would build up, giving her a lovely view of a flushed demon. . with her own saliva dropping from her lip. She leaned in, a lop-sided grin on her features. She didn't say anything. . simply. . looked to her with that grin.

Nimue Duath blinked those dull red eyes a few time. Her mouth was still as the woman licked around her mouth. A soft purr rumbled within the demon's chest. That amalgam of voices grumbling at once as the woman explored the demon's mouth. A pout fell onto the small girl's face as Lynn pulled away. Feeling rather venerable due to weakened state. However her brow furrowed as the woman decided to take hold of her tongue. At first Nimue pulled at her tongue, trying to free it from the woman's grasp with no avail. The whip like tail thrashed behind her as she was unable to free her tongue. With a whine she tried to chomp at those fingers. The small points testing the other woman's skin. The dead gaze flicked from Lynn's hand to her face then back to her hand.

Lynn shifted her thumb further, sliding it along the underside of her tongue, before dipping it towards the sharp points of her teeth; not minding that she bit down in little chomps, leaving little marks on her tanned skin. "Pff. Your so cute.~" Lynn remarked to the little demon. She leaned forward, her left hand moving the blanket just slightly from her lap only to move her left leg forward bending her knee before nestling it between the little demons's legs, resting her knee on the plush of the seat she sat on; to shift her weight, as well as part Nimue's legs to give her enough room for her next move. Her left hand moved down to her spread legs, pressing her warm palm against her stomach, sliding down. .the tips of her fingers gently moving over her panties, before pushing the soft material to the side, her fingers gently touching against her soft, lush lips. She slyly slid her middle finger into her lewd entrance. Meanwhile. . her right hand still had a hold in her mouth, her thumb moving, pressing, sliding around her mouth to keep it open. "Mm. . Do you like it?~" She asked softly, her lop-sided grin softening into a sort of lewd smile.

Nimue Duath whines as she continued to pull on her tongue. The dull gaze wide in disbelief as Lynn teased her. Her biting ceased, due to the fear of biting her own tongue off. Those slender brows stayed close together as she glared at Lynn. CUTE she huffed to the best of her abilities since the woman refused to let her tongue go. The nudging on her legs caused a surprise gasp. She attempted to keep those slender legs closed, though in this state she could not hold off for long. Eventually her legs would give, parting reluctantly for the invading knee. The hand's trail caused a squeak to escape from her open mouth, drool still practically pooling out of her mouth. It dripped onto Lynn's fingers as well as the seat below Nimue. Her hips twitched when Lynn's hand expertly found her folds, teasing and playing with them while she also tortured Nimue's tongue. A pink hue crept into her cheeks when Lynn asked that question.

Lynn's soft smile grew into a lop-sided grin once more, upon seeing her reaction to being called cute; hearing what seemed to be a huff. However best she could manage with Lynn's thumb in her mouth. Her orange hues lowering to stare at the woman's pink lips; glistening with her own drool, which slid along the fingers that rested beneath her chin, before dripping down along her knee, and nimue's torn skirt, to thighs. It was. .a rather lewd sight. One that Lynn took great pleasure in seeing. She was a woman more prone. . to liking woman. She knew their little nooks. . tricks. Pleasures. "Mm. ." She released a small hum when she heard the woman release a light squeak, her finger now slowly removing itself from her warm, and slickening folds. She lifted that middle finger up to Nimue's features, using her thumb to press down, parting the demon's mouth further before she slid her middle finger within her mouth, tracing it along her tongue so she could get a really good taste of her slick sex. "See?~ Your body seems to be loving it." She said, removing her middle finger from her mouth, before sliding it back down to her pussy, middle finger, and pointer finger gently rubbing between her slick lips, lubricating them once again. "Mm. . would you like a good thrusting? Or.. clit play? Oh! Maybe both?" She asked, her features moving down to the little demons neck, offering a tiny, playful nip~ her thumb now pressing down the center of her tongue, in that little mouth.

Nimue Duath lifted her gaze to lock it onto those orange orbs. The gaze narrowed slightly as Lynn pulled her mouth open once more. The little demon was squirming on the seat of the carriage. The teasing against her soft flesh was leaving her all hot and bothered. Before she could stop it Lynn had placed her middle finger against her tongue, though the demoness did not seem to mind the taste of her own juices. Her tongue writhed beneath the finger. That pink in Nimue's cheeks darkened at the woman's words. When the finger was removed the lips turned to a pout. Trying to keep quiet as the fingers returned to teasing her lips, causing her hips to twitch again. "I..Wh..N.." She couldn't think straight with Lynn nipping at her neck like that, not to mention it was hard to respond with her tongue trapped beneath the thumb. Almost instinctively Nimue closed her lips around the thumb, tongue flicking against it as she sucked lightly against her flesh.

Lynn grinned a bit wider as Nimue's lips closed around her thumb, her pointer finger and middle finger both now slipping between her tight lips, her palm facing towards her clit, laying flat against her abdomen as her fingers splayed, thrusting inside of her slick lips up to her knuckles, before sliding out. . then thrusting back within in a small, hard thrust. This action continued, her lips parting so she could gently dip her tongue against the woman's neck, finding the hardness of her collar bone near her shoulder, trailing near that little divet below her neck, and between the collar bones. She dipped her tongue against that soft bit of flesh, before lifting her tongue up against the woman's neck, leaving a trail of her saliva before finally reaching her chin. . removing her thumb from her suckling lips before replacing it with her own tongue. "N. .nghm.." She used her now free hand to rest on Nimue's right breast, her fingers splaying out against the plump flesh, to give a gentle squeeze.