Isla
With a musical laugh, Isla can only offer the aviator a gentle nod of understanding. "It doesn't surprise me, but I am equally glad to know you don't suffer from any major allergies. At least you know that for certain now," she says, tracking him with her eyes as he rises to his feet and begins to strip off the remainder of his clothes. It will forever amaze the Remedy that Ever is so oblivious as to how handsome he is, though she's certain that more than one person both inside and out of the House of Midnight will have told him one way or another.
And although she doesn't have to move, as Ever comes to sit on the edge of the bathtub, Isla of course moves to settle herself between his knees, turning in the water so she might face him. (And if the movement takes her out of the bath enough to put her breasts on display, so be it). "Hmmm..." Leaning in a little as if to examine him more closely - and purposely not letting her eyes stray south of his waist - Isla eventually gives a gentle nod.
"I think you ought to be just fine," she says. "Unless, of course, you'd prefer to stay as you are."
And although she doesn't have to move, as Ever comes to sit on the edge of the bathtub, Isla of course moves to settle herself between his knees, turning in the water so she might face him. (And if the movement takes her out of the bath enough to put her breasts on display, so be it). "Hmmm..." Leaning in a little as if to examine him more closely - and purposely not letting her eyes stray south of his waist - Isla eventually gives a gentle nod.
"I think you ought to be just fine," she says. "Unless, of course, you'd prefer to stay as you are."
I'll take a bruise, I know you're worth it
When you hit me, hit me hard
When you hit me, hit me hard
