copycat

they say I did something bad, so why's it feel so good?

"Oooooooooooh." The priestess purrs. Not at all offput by the violent nature of it, instead her face is positively alight with approval as she nods. "I can certainly see why being careful would need to factor in." She murmurs, before nodding thoughtfully as if imagining different scenarios where in things might go better or worse depending on how it was handled. "And, uhm..." Based on one of their previous outings, Charlie has an idea about what the answer to her next question might be before she asks it. "..are you usually the only one who walks away when the mood strikes that way?"

Indeed he has no reason to be apologetic, and if she could have reached (and if he hadn't just said he didn't like to be touched without his permission), she might have playfully pinched his lips closed. Instead, she merely gave him a stern shake of her head. "If you've never been in an orgy before it might be difficult to give the sort of sweeping permission needed." The priestess reasons before shrugging. "But if it really isn't the sort of way you want to worship, we can find other ways for you to be involved." Maybe Asta could pour the wine and ensure that everyone stayed hydrated.

"It's all about what brings you the most pleasure, and if this isn't it, then it isn't it."