He would not appreciate that it’s a sex thing though.
I don’t have fans, unless you count the men at The Wolford who heckle me to show them my tits.
I told them that you’re my friend and you liked my show the other night.
[ OOC: I’m tagging with a Jaskier at Folkmore and he introduced himself with his full name and title, though said that she should call him Jaskier. It was funny to me since yours doesn’t want to tell her all of that yet lol. ]
True. I may like pretty words and how witty you are, but it's fun when you are 'crass' too. Shows all the corruption doing its job. How scandalous of you to have a dirty mouth!
That's pretty funny. And will you be thinking of what we did with it while you wash it?
The two of them can’t text without it turning dirty.
You love my mouth, especially when it’s dirty.
You want me to think about how you sucked on my nipples through the mesh of the bra? How the satin of the panties rubbed on your face as you ate me out?
That I do. It's not so bad when it's clean, mind you. You have a lovely smile.
Gods, I can still remember the taste. Please do think about it, my naughty lady. I'm curious to know if you easily get wet for me just thinking about it.
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I carry a notebook with me, much like you do, and I jot things down when they come to me. It’s hard sometimes to find the peace and quiet that I need to think.
I did say I'd give you the things you deserve and you've been missing. If I may ask, what is the nicest gift you've ever received?
I see. Here is an idea: use that apartment your friend lent you. Not just to fuck me, but for you to take a break. When your ex has the kids, go there. Take a nap. Have a nice, long bath. Eat something tasty. Walk around naked. DANCE around naked. Let it be just you and your senses.
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I don’t have fans, unless you count the men at The Wolford who heckle me to show them my tits.
I told them that you’re my friend and you liked my show the other night.
[ OOC: I’m tagging with a Jaskier at Folkmore and he introduced himself with his full name and title, though said that she should call him Jaskier. It was funny to me since yours doesn’t want to tell her all of that yet lol. ]
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Oh. I thought you were looking for a lie or excuse, not...
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That's actually very touching. Thank you. I hope your mother doesn't try to steal the flowers for herself.
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It’s mostly the truth. They don’t have to know about our night of unbridled passion.
She thinks they’re nice, but she won’t steal them. I’ve got them on the kitchen table anyway.
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Unbridled passion, huh? I thought poetry was my job.
Ah, that explains it. In the kitchen, she can pretend they're hers as well.
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What would you call that night?
Exactly. Everyone’s happy.
How’s everyone in your house?
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Passions revealed,
desires sedated,
never once believed,
such pleasures awaited.
With lingering glances,
on satin smooth skin,
through the night we languish,
in the erotica of skin.
Cloths whisper as they fall to the floor,
bringing pleasure in the skin they show,
no rush no hurry all night,
to take it slow.
A trail of kisses,
the soft backs of knees,
bodys aching yearning,
eager to please.
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That’s a lovely poem. I think we did all of that and more.
I would probably be more crass and say that you made me come four times. Five if you count the next morning.
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May I ask how are you going to wash that lovely piece of lingerie without your parents seeing it?
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Hand wash in the sink when they’re not around?
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That's pretty funny. And will you be thinking of what we did with it while you wash it?
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You love my mouth, especially when it’s dirty.
You want me to think about how you sucked on my nipples through the mesh of the bra? How the satin of the panties rubbed on your face as you ate me out?
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Gods, I can still remember the taste. Please do think about it, my naughty lady. I'm curious to know if you easily get wet for me just thinking about it.
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I think you already know that I get wet just thinking about you and the things you do to me.
just realized. what if he wore lingerie under the suit for the event lol
Inspiring.
for the wedding? She’d be surprised, certainly
yeah, he'll have to behave and not put on makeup, so hidden lingeries is his rebelliousness lol
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The secret of her clothes is that they whisper a little mysteriously of things unseen
such a rebel
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Are my clothes mysterious?
(by Stephanie Cynthia)
Her birthplace is displeased with her;
Her plain fellows loathe what they see.
Too hushed to their noisy sleeps;
Too quiet to their talking lips.
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It’s sweet that you’re writing a song about me, Jaskier.
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What about your writing process? Anything you may want to share?
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[ She wonders how many of his other lovers he’s written songs about. ]
I carry a notebook with me, much like you do, and I jot things down when they come to me. It’s hard sometimes to find the peace and quiet that I need to think.
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I see. Here is an idea: use that apartment your friend lent you. Not just to fuck me, but for you to take a break. When your ex has the kids, go there. Take a nap. Have a nice, long bath. Eat something tasty. Walk around naked. DANCE around naked. Let it be just you and your senses.
And write.
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Sorry to keep disappearing, so tired this week
please don't worry and rest! rl always comes first
ate dinner then passed out, worst time of the school year <3
hope it gets better soon!
Thank you <3
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of crap that should've been "someone" not "something" but you got it lol
LOL how dare he dehumanize her
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Midge you said no sex, don't get your panties wet over 'viscount' haha
listen, she’s allowed to be impressed!
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