no amount of guilt can change the past && no amount of anxiety can change the future
"You're never decent," Amalia counters immediately, her voice still muffled by latent giggles and the hands over her face. At this point she keeps them up more for show than anything; it's true she's seen both he and Ronin in the nude more than once, but the bizarreness of feeling Remi's erection continues to buzz against her mind. Let alone her own reaction, which feels incestuous and unsettling now that she's awake.
Only when Remi announces his readiness does the Shield peek out from behind her fingers, her hands falling away when his readiness is confirmed. "No you're not," the girl mumbles as she pulls herself out of the bed, only to throw her arms around Remi's shoulders the minute her feet touch the ground. "You're awful," Amalia mumbles against her friend's neck, squeezing tight with arms that carry a faint coating of lilac scales, her leopard tail swinging happily and betraying how delighted she is to see the Lullaby. "D'you want coffee or tea before we head out?"
Only when Remi announces his readiness does the Shield peek out from behind her fingers, her hands falling away when his readiness is confirmed. "No you're not," the girl mumbles as she pulls herself out of the bed, only to throw her arms around Remi's shoulders the minute her feet touch the ground. "You're awful," Amalia mumbles against her friend's neck, squeezing tight with arms that carry a faint coating of lilac scales, her leopard tail swinging happily and betraying how delighted she is to see the Lullaby. "D'you want coffee or tea before we head out?"
Amalia
