high hopes

She huffed a quiet chimed laugh as he smirked to her and told her that her voice sounded fine. “Yes well, I don’t want the whole world to think I want to sleep with them.” She emitted a louder laugh, shrugging her shoulders lightly. “You should see the shop keepers when I talk to them.” She added with a swift wink and another chimed laugh. At least Rexanna was in good company with Bastien, having a fun and interesting conversation about his church and his art. That much had gone well already, and she was relieved when he accepted her offer. Her eyes scanned him as he moved to grab another canvas and spoke to her again. Another laugh slipped from her as she shook her head. “Well, they also told me to enjoy myself anyway. Which I am.” She nodded her head in a way that bounced the dark wavy tresses in a definite kind of gesture as she beamed a smile to him. As he prepared the canvas, she had already begun to take off her first layer of clothing. She offered him a nod and a rogue smile as she continued to take off layer after layer. “We just met and you already know me so well!” She hummed with her sultry voice, cracking a smile along the corner of her lips. It was still a bit chilly in the church, and so she elected to mostly undress but retain her intimates. She’d let Bastien decide in the end if they came off, whether due to the canvas or not. Then, she looked to a place to pose, keeping her face mostly neutral and electing to pose on her knees, halfway looking over her shoulder back to him before smiling slightly at him. “Put me in whatever position you’d like, you know better at what you want to improve on.” She purred to him. Kind of how I imagine her posing starting off; Clicky! RexannA you are a church of broken glass and hallelujahs you are haunted like every holy thing.

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