(resentment, she can understand that. they'd likely call for a break, to set up for the next scene when they felt ready. it wasn't necessary to do things their way, or so she felt whenever it came to how the resort works. they're already in a precarious spot with the cameras on them. waiting, watching, and too willing to capture what they believe would be fantastic moments. things to broadcast for the guests and those unfortunate to be shuffled in to see. the thought is irritating, but there's little that can be done. so maybe, seeing that way her eyes shine with affection doesn't help cellinia. not from how she almost feels like she hasn't been the same since last month, despite the way that she tries to ignore it.
but it's better to be more natural than play along in this scenario they're in, that felt better than being forced. that's what she believes while cellinia has her eyes on the other woman. she'll give her that much, that she can pull it off with the look they forced on her.)
Nothing personal, it's just how I am.
(but enough about that, about the characters in this film forced upon them. what she does is, cellinia notices the hesitation. it's brief, but there. the leotard is on the thin side so she can feel it, the gentle skim of red's hand along her side. that familiar heat from touch and being touched while straddling the other woman from their current position.
a reward. maybe not performing so soon, who knows, they might take what they're both leaning towards. she doesn't know. not while cellinia after a brief pause does know what red means from how close their faces are. one flushed, the other hiding it somewhat better than expected. but she's always been like this, hiding things that is, whenever the wolf decides to relent to the change of script they're doing further.)
I can do that, since you kept up with me.
(and then, a kiss. on camera. as annoying as the idea that they're having to do this on camera is, she's taking it much better with red. there was this for them. if she had to kiss a random stranger that she hardly knew? cellinia almost surely would not be as into it.)
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but it's better to be more natural than play along in this scenario they're in, that felt better than being forced. that's what she believes while cellinia has her eyes on the other woman. she'll give her that much, that she can pull it off with the look they forced on her.)
Nothing personal, it's just how I am.
(but enough about that, about the characters in this film forced upon them. what she does is, cellinia notices the hesitation. it's brief, but there. the leotard is on the thin side so she can feel it, the gentle skim of red's hand along her side. that familiar heat from touch and being touched while straddling the other woman from their current position.
a reward. maybe not performing so soon, who knows, they might take what they're both leaning towards. she doesn't know. not while cellinia after a brief pause does know what red means from how close their faces are. one flushed, the other hiding it somewhat better than expected. but she's always been like this, hiding things that is, whenever the wolf decides to relent to the change of script they're doing further.)
I can do that, since you kept up with me.
(and then, a kiss. on camera. as annoying as the idea that they're having to do this on camera is, she's taking it much better with red. there was this for them. if she had to kiss a random stranger that she hardly knew? cellinia almost surely would not be as into it.)