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

His eyes are weighty enough to feel like phantom touches, and Hotaru ebbs and flows beneath it like a cat seeking every inch of palm against their spine. "I'm glad to steal your plans but not your words. I quite like everything your mouth does," she sighs wistfully. Though she might not have known the pleasures of his tongue, she remembers his teeth and the sultry heat of his words. Striking people dumb is flattering, but she prefers his wit and blarney.

It's a good thing she knows these halls as surely as her own veins given how she can scarcely keep her eyes off Danta from over her shoulder. Her laughter trails back to him as she neatly spins on her heel to walk backwards, reaching her free hand for his waistband to pull him closer as they come to their door. "So fools say," she refutes as she pulls him close, tilting her face up toward him. "I believe good things come to those who want something so badly they crave it, hunt it." Ru leans up onto her toes to press a chaste kiss to his lips, simultaneously reaching behind her to twist the doorknob and swing the door open to lead Dantalion forward by lips and waistband alike through the threshold to the room Sunjata has dreamed up for the three of them.

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