Fuu does as she is told

Temperance and humility were critical tenants of the Goddess of travel, and Fuu obeyed her word as if it was her own will. When the land pushes, the river flows around it, receives it, and follows it's whim. She stepped forward, eyes on Thronton's face. He didn't flinch, but she could see the tension running through his body, a sudden tightness of his jaw, and something between fear and anger in his eyes. If she were to attack, there would be no fight, and Fuu would be the only one who walked away. It was clear Thornton understood this as well. Maybe he really had done his research.

Fuu paused, coming to a halt just a few inches out of his arms reach. She reached up, gripping the shoulders of her dress with her fingertips and pinching the fabric between them. She lifted the flexible cloth, stretching it outward as she did so until it was around her, away from her body. Then, she let go.

The brilliant blue fabric fluttered downward, without a hint of resistance, letting Fuu step gracefully out of it, as she left it a pool of warm blue not unlike the warmth of the ocean outside. At once, Fuu saw the tension disappear from his face, replaced again by that same confident smirk. Her face was as calm as a cloudless sky.

"Yeah, just like that," the man said. He reached out, hands moving toward Fuu's full and perky breasts. His eyes traced up and down her athletic body, down over her toned stomach, coming to rest where her navel disappeared into light undergarments. Just before his fingers brushed against her flesh, Fuu fell out of the way, sinking to her knees before him in an easy, fluid motion.

A gentle push against his thigh was all it took to have him fall back until he was seated on the edge of his bed, legs parted while Fuu kneeled between them. "I knew the rest of your group was something strange, but I've never heard of a path priestess who knew how to suck a cock," Thornton mused. His hands moved down now to touch her hair, enjoying it's soft silkiness as he ran his fingers through it. Fuu ignored him, focusing instead on undoing his belt buckle and freeing his cock.

It came up into her hands--an average size, but hard as stone, and **** for attention. "Come on now," Thornton said, still tracing his fingers lazily through her hair. "Don't leave me waiting."

After giving him one quick, impacable look, Fuu leaned forward, and allowed his cockhead to part her lips.