"Now look here, honey. Here, we don't need some cheap floozy in tight clothes turning his head around. That's what I'm here for." ||The Nanny RP ||#Fandomless
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-Not new to RP, new to the fandom.
-Preferably ships with a Maxwell Sheffield (although this fandom seems to be dead).
-Mirrored replies. Literate. Banter and crack welcomed.
-Crossover friendly. DM to plot.
-18+ Only
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@AsmodeusReturns +if you wanted to stick around. I'm sure we could think of a few ways to make the time go by quicker." The brunette grins cheekily, nudging the guest lightly with her elbow.
@AsmodeusReturns +"My name is... Francine Fine." An attempt to sound fancier than she was. "But you can call me any time." A pickup line followed by an overly exaggerated wink.
"Unfortunately Mr. Sheffield isn't home. He took the kids out to get ice cream. But he should be back any minute now+
@AsmodeusReturns +Walking over to the front door, the brunette swings it open, greeting the stranger with a smile. โWell hellllloooo. How can I help ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ?โ The nanny asks, very obviously flirting with the rather handsome man. She steps aside, allowing him to come in.
@AsmodeusReturns +The doorbell rings again. โNILES!!!โ Came her nasally cry once more. When he didnโt come the second time, she figured he was busy. Sighing, she sets the magazine down and pushes herself up out of the sofa. โI got it!โ She yells. Never a quiet moment in the Sheffield household.+
@BestPalVal +anything about thatโฆโ Her brows furrow in thought. โWhy donโt you go take a nice cold shower? That oughta help out somewhat, right?โ At least with the skin on fire bit, she hoped.
@BestPalVal โYou donโt got a rash, do ya?โ Fran raises a brow suddenly, pulling back ever so slightly from the other womanโs touch. โMaybe youโre allergic to them chocolates. Where does it hurt?โ She asks suspiciously. Hopefully she wouldnโt regret that question.
โWell, noโฆ he nevah said+
@BestPalVal +construction department the next day asking for a quote for another bedroom so that the blonde would no longer have to sleep on her couch.
@BestPalVal +Fran just melted looking at her. An exasperated whine-like groan leaves her lips as her hand drops back to her side. โWhy couldnโt we have had the sleepover at your house!โ The things she wouldโve done to her if that was the case. Valโs poor mother wouldโve been calling the+
@BestPalVal +their hands to themselves. It was definitely /just/ because of the chocolates and not because they had any attraction towards each other whatsoever.
@BestPalVal +wore.
The brunette swallows thickly as she listens to her friend speak. โThe chocolates?โ Oh right! The chocolates they were eating earlier when they wereโ heh. โOH MY GAWD! VAL! WE ATE THE APHRODISIAC CHOCOLATES!โ It all made sense now. That was the reason they couldnโt keep+