[ME] every single hot take is cold as ice

charlie

The beach is still alive with LongNight’s heartbeat after Charlie parts from Kaisel, and already the pocket-sized priestess is looking for something more to do. The dress she wears is black and slinky and downright criminal, clinging where it shouldn’t and shimmering where it should, a dangerous sort of invitation wrapped in silk. Bare feet sink into the sand as she flounces closer, curls haloed in firelight, eyes bright with mischief that could set things ablaze all on its own.

She makes her way toward a quieter fire like a comet with opinions, the silk of her dress catching every stray lick of orange as if begging to burn. She tosses her hair back, all honey and hellfire, and grins at the lone alchemist like she’s been looking for him all night. "Is this fire taken?" she asks, voice as bright as the flames she’s about to desecrate, and before Niki can answer, her hands plunge straight through the blaze. Heat licks up her wrists, gold light kissing her skin, and she exhales an indulgent, sinful little sigh like the flames are silk sheets and she’s slipping into bed.

"Mmmm, that’s better," she purrs, flexing her fingers inside the burning heart of it, tail flicking behind her like a satisfied cat. "Cold out there tonight!" Especially for a nearly naked Ancient.

I did a double take, triple take
Take me to naked Twister back at your place

Code blatently stolen from queen of codes, Sky!