Hotaru
Zeus has crafted you from clay and gold
Her turn?
Hotaru hides her pause well, because it takes her by surprise. Normally it wouldn't even be in the question. She is a selfish woman by nature, and being giving is reserved for only the most beloved of people in her life. And, as much as she likes George, he certainly isn't in those ranks this soon. When she examines herself internally she can't parse why the idea makes her restless, so she forces herself to say yes, because there's no reason not to.
"If you insist, though it was truly my pleasure," she murmurs against his lips with a small smile. It's true after all. Hotaru had quite enjoyed having him at her mercy, bringing him pleasure. Which is why, internally, she's so baffled at her own vague feelings. But maybe if she just tries, she can prove to herself that it's merely a momentary feeling, and that she can trust George to bring her the pleasure she deserves.
Hotaru hides her pause well, because it takes her by surprise. Normally it wouldn't even be in the question. She is a selfish woman by nature, and being giving is reserved for only the most beloved of people in her life. And, as much as she likes George, he certainly isn't in those ranks this soon. When she examines herself internally she can't parse why the idea makes her restless, so she forces herself to say yes, because there's no reason not to.
"If you insist, though it was truly my pleasure," she murmurs against his lips with a small smile. It's true after all. Hotaru had quite enjoyed having him at her mercy, bringing him pleasure. Which is why, internally, she's so baffled at her own vague feelings. But maybe if she just tries, she can prove to herself that it's merely a momentary feeling, and that she can trust George to bring her the pleasure she deserves.
Such a lovely, pretty hand to hold - if you had the time
