I was brought up as a southern belle
I grew into the queen of hell
I grew into the queen of hell
Being transported from dreams to wakefulness in an entirely different land (and bed) is disorienting to say the least. Blinking in fits and starts, Remi’s voice is what fully rouses her, and only then does Hotaru realize her own nakedness and the fact that she has invaded Via’s bed quite unexpectedly. With nothing to wrap herself in, she slides off the bed to give the woman room to move about, and tucks her breasts in the length of her forearm to hide at least that much as her legs clamp tight.
She has never met Vai personally, so she doesn’t speak, waiting for the woman to turn her questions to Remi while she stands there, pregnant and naked and very out of place. But free. Finally, blissfully free. I told you I wouldn’t stay a week, she thinks vindictively, and has to bite her tongue to keep from laughing rather inappropriately.
She has never met Vai personally, so she doesn’t speak, waiting for the woman to turn her questions to Remi while she stands there, pregnant and naked and very out of place. But free. Finally, blissfully free. I told you I wouldn’t stay a week, she thinks vindictively, and has to bite her tongue to keep from laughing rather inappropriately.
You were just a little stowaway
That stabbed her way to save herself
That stabbed her way to save herself
