@HighSociopath Her body rolled lazily, the edge of her trench coat opening to reveal black lingerie underneath. Her smirk wicked and full of knowing. It was just so easy to taunt him.
βDungeon night,β she replied in a slur, sitting up with a push of her chest, the coat slipping off of one
@HighSociopath His voice alerted her to his presence, lifting her head up to turn towards the couch. She slunk into the chair, arching her back lazily with a drunken confidence. Smiling widely like a cat high on catnip.
βOw,β she mimicked his voice with a snicker, running a clumsy hand through
Sheβs stumbling into @HighSociopathβs flat with a drunken confidence, tossing her bag on the couch and flopping into his chair face first to inhale the scent she missed. . .
Irene took his docile demeanor as an opportunity to gracefully swing her leg over his waist, straddling him with a majestic toss of long raven curls cascading down her shoulder blades. She grinned down at him, exuding the aura of a lioness in her prime, her fingers delicately
βGβmorninββ¦β Came Sebastianβs groggy reply, his eyes still firmly glued shut as his jaws cracked open in a wide yawn, followed by a low, rumbling sigh that sank him deeper into the mattress.
βMorning,β she mumbles, her voice rough with sleep. Nuzzling into the crook of his neck and taking a deep inhale of his scent.
βOr afternoon, at this point,β came her sly reply, a smirk curling at the corners of her mouth.
@_JMoriarty@Damn_Good_Shot She doesnβt flinch. Not until the smell of sex seduces her with the coils of a viper. Only then does she briefly flick her eyes up, a slow, knowing grin curling along her lips.
βHaving fun?β Came the quip, a hand placing at the curve of her waist. βI didnβt realize I was