[ It's hard not to want when the atmosphere of this place is thick with it. Like a viscous syrup, you're bound to get caught in some sort of desire eventually. Tharja is not immune to the feeling.
Especially not when she finally has that bud in her mouth and Arlecchino sighs. When Tharja retreats, heat heavy in her cheeks now amongst other places, she is sure to drag her teeth before she releases her nipple. ]
Arlecchino... [ She straightens herself out but remains close to the other woman. Close enough that Tharja's knee knocks innocently against hers. ]
What a fine name. You can call me Tharja.
[ A beat. ]
I don't suppose you know what's going on with this place? [ She knocks her knee again. ]
no subject
Especially not when she finally has that bud in her mouth and Arlecchino sighs. When Tharja retreats, heat heavy in her cheeks now amongst other places, she is sure to drag her teeth before she releases her nipple. ]
Arlecchino... [ She straightens herself out but remains close to the other woman. Close enough that Tharja's knee knocks innocently against hers. ]
What a fine name. You can call me Tharja.
[ A beat. ]
I don't suppose you know what's going on with this place? [ She knocks her knee again. ]