A sellsword

A man astride a single horse clops by at a leisurely pace. Bianca eyes him quietly from the road, but the man slows the horse and looks dead in her direction. "Come out. You can't ambush us, you'll die tryin'."

Bianca is startled at first, but slid out of the brush and said "I had no intention of ambushing anyone. Sorry if I startled you." He wears a cloth shirt underneath a steel breastplate that looks like it's seen more than its share of battles. His hair is brown, his beard rough, his eyes an alarmingly piercing shade of green. A longsword was strapped to his side, a dagger lashed to his boot. A bag heavy with something and red with blood at the bottom hung from the horse's side.

"Those?" the man asks, obviously following her gaze. "My last job; five right hands to prove five kills."

"O-oh," Bianca stutters, caught off guard at being the one being read so well rather than the other way around. This man was unusually sharp. It turned her on to encounter someone with that kind of skill; it didn't hurt that he looked positively fuckable, too.

"You headed to the city?" he said, making no secret that he was looking over her bodacious body. "Horse'll be faster even with two people. If you got the coin, that is."

Bianca put on her most pitiful expression. "Not much coin," she said sadly, but her mood seemed to shift as her eyes rose to meet his again, filled with a playful fire. "But I'm sure I have something else I could use to make it worth your time."

He smirked. "I knew you'd say that. You traveling whores always know how to sell your best assets." He couldn't tell she was a lust mage! For now she had that advantage on him. How long that would last, she didn't know, but she could tell he wasn't a bad man at all. Gruff, perhaps, as one would expect of someone whose business is ****, but he wouldn't harm her unless she tried to harm him first. He dismounted his horse, wasting no time walking up to her and taking two handfuls of her massive breasts.

"Are they to your liking?" Bianca asked playfully.

"Oh yeah, this are fantastic," he responded, letting go and taking a half-step back. "Tell you what. You can pay me right here, right now. Or you can pay me as soon as we reach the city. Up to you."