Fuck you very much

EDREI happy ending? sorry this isn't disney. A good wall-shoving-up-against would have done the teenager good, but assuming that no one else in this fucking place had half the drive that she did (not even six-second Bastien), Edy merely assumed Lucas' presence this evening might be as a drunking buddy. With a pearly-white smirk, Edy shrugged and shook her head. "You did have your hands full. And your lap. And your mouth." She replied, with no small hint of heat. His brazen offer however made her pause, a wave of butterfly-winged anticipation fluttering happily in her stomach and up her throat. "What's that room got that this dark old alley-way don't?" She quipped, her firelight dimming as she stepped forward. Now it only lingered on her skin, and with knowing fuck-all about ascendeds, she had no idea just how potentially volatile that could be.