Fool me once, fool me twice
Are you death or paradise?
Are you death or paradise?
Whether it's all flattery or truth, she likes hearing it. Her fangs peek out in her smile, a pleased chuckle rumbling through in her chest as she lets his hands guide her forward. There's a playful challenge in her tone that sparks between them. "Keep the compliments coming. You might just make me blush." Or more, if the caress of his fingers is anything to go by.
His teasing voice brushes against the hollow of her ear, the smokey heat of it curling down her spine, the small of her back arching like a cat that stretches towards the warmth. She nearly purrs in return, letting her splayed hands roam purposefully beneath his shirt while she tilts her head to consider his words.
Thal isn't opposed to playing the seductress again, letting Vesper watch until he can't contain himself anymore - until he loses control again - but an idea flashes in her mind, hot and steamy against the surface of her thoughts. She offers him a dark, mischievous grin as she leans a little closer, voice dripping with desire. "I might know a way you can watch and play." Her eyes dart to the mirror that still stands beneath the ivy, darkness reflecting like a pool of still water. There's no lingering anger in the growing heat, not when it could be the source of something so much more enjoyable, and she's already picturing the many ways she might like to see her reflection - their reflection.
His teasing voice brushes against the hollow of her ear, the smokey heat of it curling down her spine, the small of her back arching like a cat that stretches towards the warmth. She nearly purrs in return, letting her splayed hands roam purposefully beneath his shirt while she tilts her head to consider his words.
Thal isn't opposed to playing the seductress again, letting Vesper watch until he can't contain himself anymore - until he loses control again - but an idea flashes in her mind, hot and steamy against the surface of her thoughts. She offers him a dark, mischievous grin as she leans a little closer, voice dripping with desire. "I might know a way you can watch and play." Her eyes dart to the mirror that still stands beneath the ivy, darkness reflecting like a pool of still water. There's no lingering anger in the growing heat, not when it could be the source of something so much more enjoyable, and she's already picturing the many ways she might like to see her reflection - their reflection.
Now you'll never see me cry
There's just no time to die
There's just no time to die
Thalassa
