(god's too busy letting the devil (aka her) be sexy.)
You'd be surprised.
(a tease, the environment of the resort might suit her too much. she'll still worry about her youthful charges, but that is a given. she does, despite the things she raises them for, care plenty about those children she looks after as their "father". the impromptu show aside from arlecchino's flirting mixed into her partial undressing, she can admit that the moods changing. it's getting hot and heavy now. the tension is pushing there, even as she half wonders if the game master would mind it being cut short for a break. were it to reach a certain point, that is. arlecchino doubts they'd care.
however, she's also wise enough to consider she doesn't like exposing those markings of hers around a whole crowd that can look at her whenever. they already were curious about her hands a little too much for it to be considered normal; whenever tharja comes closer, arlecchino keeps herself upright for her. maybe allowing her to come closer as needed (she's considerate enough to leave her lap open for that) since they're already sitting together.
what a mystery she is, indeed.
anyway, those bottomless eyes and the red crosses in them that almost to be glowing again are watching closely. with interest. plenty of interest, especially once her lips catch one of her nipples. it was already hardened from the cool air meeting her broiling heat, but the flame of it is something that is licking at tharja this time, for the touch and suckle of her breast.
oh. that look in her eyes might teeter into wanting more than just this game, but she wouldn't dare force something if the other party may not wish to. at least on terms of the physical, everything else is....different for business reasons while those sighs slips out of her red lips.)
Arlecchino, also....since I forgot to tell you my name before we started.
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You'd be surprised.
(a tease, the environment of the resort might suit her too much. she'll still worry about her youthful charges, but that is a given. she does, despite the things she raises them for, care plenty about those children she looks after as their "father". the impromptu show aside from arlecchino's flirting mixed into her partial undressing, she can admit that the moods changing. it's getting hot and heavy now. the tension is pushing there, even as she half wonders if the game master would mind it being cut short for a break. were it to reach a certain point, that is. arlecchino doubts they'd care.
however, she's also wise enough to consider she doesn't like exposing those markings of hers around a whole crowd that can look at her whenever. they already were curious about her hands a little too much for it to be considered normal; whenever tharja comes closer, arlecchino keeps herself upright for her. maybe allowing her to come closer as needed (she's considerate enough to leave her lap open for that) since they're already sitting together.
what a mystery she is, indeed.
anyway, those bottomless eyes and the red crosses in them that almost to be glowing again are watching closely. with interest. plenty of interest, especially once her lips catch one of her nipples. it was already hardened from the cool air meeting her broiling heat, but the flame of it is something that is licking at tharja this time, for the touch and suckle of her breast.
oh. that look in her eyes might teeter into wanting more than just this game, but she wouldn't dare force something if the other party may not wish to. at least on terms of the physical, everything else is....different for business reasons while those sighs slips out of her red lips.)
Arlecchino, also....since I forgot to tell you my name before we started.