originallutece: intimacy at its finest (happy; h e h)
Rosalind Lutece ([personal profile] originallutece) wrote in [personal profile] puffing 2018-01-15 02:27 am (UTC)

It's hardly my fault they flock to me, is it?

[Sort of. She sort of collects them, it's a fifty/fifty thing, let's not linger on it. She's drawn to the supernatural and bizarre, she can hardly help that; it's just that people who are different in some way are so much more interesting than boring, ordinary human beings.

Which might neatly explain why it's him she's grinding back against, rolling her hips down and shivering at the way his cock presses up against her. She's half-tempted to tell him to simply fuck her already; god knows she's gotten wet enough.]


So tell me one. Or do you want to wait until we're in bed?

[She glances behind her, smirking a little.]

That's sweet. Aren't you hospitable? Letting me sleep here and telling me a story, my.

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