roses are red. i'm going to bed
"You." Edy points out, meaning the general you, aka whoever has the penis for a head. "Y'could have a hat that's like a vibrator and just float around on the cusp of an orgasm all day and call it fashion." But then he gets all literal about it and Edy dramatically lets her head flop back as if she's dying of boredom. "Oh my fuck Sam. Okay fine. In practice, it'd be shit. Way to ruin my life's dream." That said, the image of someone trying to fuck someone else with their penis-head was pretty amazing. Cackling and looking back at the ginger, Edy doesn't bother to hide her amusement. "Can you imagine? Someone just up on your shoulders, tryin' to get off while kicking you in the face and trying not to break your neck? Fuck okay. You win. Dicks can stay where they are." Ominously, she clears her face of amusement and leans forward. "For now."
Perking up at the mention of the sex room, it's with a casual nod of agreement and remembrance both that Edy's chin raises up and down. "Oh riiiight. And I mean, if it ain't free, anyone else can join in or fuck off."
He mentions speaking to people, and for possibly the first time since she's known Sam and Sam has known her, Edy gives him a thoughtful look. It strangely ages her, making her look less like the unpredictable and wildfire teenager she still acts like she is, and more like a woman who was once a duchess. "Every since the whole Zariah thing..." She frowns and shakes her head slightly, appearing almost sad. "I just don't wanna hurt the cause, you know? Telling everyone about some peace deal from someone like me?" But then, she had offered her services. "Okay. I'll try."
Perking up at the mention of the sex room, it's with a casual nod of agreement and remembrance both that Edy's chin raises up and down. "Oh riiiight. And I mean, if it ain't free, anyone else can join in or fuck off."
He mentions speaking to people, and for possibly the first time since she's known Sam and Sam has known her, Edy gives him a thoughtful look. It strangely ages her, making her look less like the unpredictable and wildfire teenager she still acts like she is, and more like a woman who was once a duchess. "Every since the whole Zariah thing..." She frowns and shakes her head slightly, appearing almost sad. "I just don't wanna hurt the cause, you know? Telling everyone about some peace deal from someone like me?" But then, she had offered her services. "Okay. I'll try."
Edrei
