Eloise
Darling, you take the high horse
and I'll take the high road
and I'll take the high road
Work the muscles she does. And if she happens to lean forward just a bit so that her round and firm breasts press against the woman's arm, what of it? She's just trying to leverage herself best as she can to work her muscles, that's all.
"My pleasure." Eloise purrs, having already acquainted herself with Phoebe's renovations. "Imagine this—" The illusionist begins, but of course there's no need to imagine anything at all, as Eloise drapes an arm over Danya's shoulder. The scene unfolds before them of a heavy wooden door opening, the smell of leather and flowers bright in the air. The sheets are crisp and white, a brilliant contrast between the deep royal tones of the bed canopies. "There's this little button you can press.." Eloise whispers closer to Danya's ear, reaching out a hand near the illusory button before them. 'A gift from Frey...it completely dampens all inhibitions, with your consent of course." She adds in a heated voice.
Knowing Saiden's body intimately, it's easy to work him into the illusion. He applies an oil of some kind to his hands, and appears to be standing naked—though his lower half is hidden behind the height of the bed. There's a knock on the door, and another woman joins, slipping out of a silken shift to reveal sun-tanned skin without a single tan-line.
"We could go over right now..while these two take care of the heavy lifting, mm?"
"My pleasure." Eloise purrs, having already acquainted herself with Phoebe's renovations. "Imagine this—" The illusionist begins, but of course there's no need to imagine anything at all, as Eloise drapes an arm over Danya's shoulder. The scene unfolds before them of a heavy wooden door opening, the smell of leather and flowers bright in the air. The sheets are crisp and white, a brilliant contrast between the deep royal tones of the bed canopies. "There's this little button you can press.." Eloise whispers closer to Danya's ear, reaching out a hand near the illusory button before them. 'A gift from Frey...it completely dampens all inhibitions, with your consent of course." She adds in a heated voice.
Knowing Saiden's body intimately, it's easy to work him into the illusion. He applies an oil of some kind to his hands, and appears to be standing naked—though his lower half is hidden behind the height of the bed. There's a knock on the door, and another woman joins, slipping out of a silken shift to reveal sun-tanned skin without a single tan-line.
"We could go over right now..while these two take care of the heavy lifting, mm?"
If you're too good for us,
you'll be good riding solo
you'll be good riding solo
