カトレア・ボードレール
“Words can have different interpretations. What one says isn’t the whole truth. That’s human weakness. They test others to confirm their own existence.”
-own interpretation of Cattleya
-serious RP/ parody/ crack
-(N)SFW 🔞
-crossover friendly
@AUT0MEMORYDOLL Well… we probably shouldn’t make a habit of pinning out clients to tables. However, I could see that being a very useful skill in other circumstances.
I would love it if you taught me Violet!
Sighing softly, Cattleya wrapped her arms loosely around his neck.
“All the more reason you should be taking proper care of yourself,” she chided. “You are the president after all; what would the postal company do without its fearless leader?”
Catt rested her chin atop his-
head of untamed red locks.
“I’m glad I’m here too,” she admitted in a low voice. Catt kissed Claudia’s temple quickly before straightening, pulling herself up to her full height.
“And since I’d rather not have to find a new job, I suggest we get you some sustenance before your-
to playfully tug as the bottom of his half untucked waistcoat.
“You are still remembering to eat aren’t you Claudia? Have you had a proper meal today? After all, catching up on work and all those memos that have been piling up on your desk take quite a bit of energy.”
Seeing him flustered, Cattleya allowed herself a small smile of self-satisfaction.
“Sounds like grueling, yet productive day,” she commented, “I had several clients today, none with particularly interesting commissions though I suppose they pay the same.”
Catt reached up again-