they say I did something bad, so why's it feel so good?
"And is that just because you like to be more private with certain aspects of your worship, or..." Having turned towards him, Charlie's tail flit behind her small body as she eyed the Butcher with a bright and inquisitive stare. Though he hadn't answered her tea question the way she thought he would have, he also seemed to hint often enough at his other proclivities making Charlie wonder if he was as closed off about talking about it as she'd originally thought.
Maybe she'd just ask.
"If I scheduled an orgy here in the Temple, would youcum come? Would you want to come?" The clarification comes on the heels of a smile, if only because Asta seemed the type to step out of his comfort zone if his help was requested.
"Mmmmmm, yes." Clasping her hands together, the priestess can already imagine how it might look: an otherwise orderly space ruined by their goddess' love for entropy, stones and earth everywhere broken only by towers of rubies. "We could have large vats of oil so there's always a fire." Charlie suggests, not only because of the ancients' relationship to fire, but because of how cleansing it could be, depending on what sorts of activities were engaged in at the shrine.
Maybe she'd just ask.
"If I scheduled an orgy here in the Temple, would you
"Mmmmmm, yes." Clasping her hands together, the priestess can already imagine how it might look: an otherwise orderly space ruined by their goddess' love for entropy, stones and earth everywhere broken only by towers of rubies. "We could have large vats of oil so there's always a fire." Charlie suggests, not only because of the ancients' relationship to fire, but because of how cleansing it could be, depending on what sorts of activities were engaged in at the shrine.
Hella golden retriever energy. Small unrefined horns made of ruby. Regular spade-shaped tail.
