oh, what a sin

Hotaru

Pretty little body what a perfect view
And she likes to be extra naughty when she's in the mood

Hotaru had asked for the staff to alert her the moment Danta arrived, intent on flagrantly stealing away their duties in the name of flirtatious foreplay. Luckily they had happily agreed once she gave them the Maverick's name and description, and they deliver promptly when the day arrives at last.

She finds her way to his side, sauntering on quiet feet, right as he's being delivered his drink. Light fingers trace the edge of his shoulder and perch upon the point of it as she curves around his side. In contrast to the silver glittering like starlight on his fingers and up the curves of his ears, Ru is moving sunlight, the subtle shade of golden glitter lighting up her cheekbones as she smiles winsomely up at him. "I had a plan to undress you within reach of the bed, but now you have me reconsidering," she sighs as if greatly disappointed, but the gleam of appreciation in her eyes as she rakes them up and down his well-dressed form is better suited for the complimentary phrase. Her own apparel is quite simple; a champagne silk slip with a sheer robe overtop, lightly tied over her navel. Delicate but expensive, exactly as she prefers.

Her hand slides down his arm to flirt her fingertips against Danta's pulse in his wrist, torn between boldly kissing his knuckles or simply dragging him off to their booked room to defile him immediately. "Sunny is preparing our room; bring your drink, I'm impatient," she commands with a coquettish pout, hands encircling his wrist to pull him gently in her wake. What was the use of formalities and greetings? She wants to suck that drink off his tongue - the sooner the better.

She looks good in the moonlight
So we'll go tire out our bodies 'cause that's what sinners do