Nessie | She/They | 18+ | MDNI
What do we have here—?
What do we have here—?
She'd shake her head, staring at Selena and making herself look even more alluring. Making those bloody lips extra captivating, and beckoning her closer with her hand.
" It's easy. "
…
“So, do I-”
is this. like. her karma? Gods blessed and gawds damned, all the same.
She'd shake her head, staring at Selena and making herself look even more alluring. Making those bloody lips extra captivating, and beckoning her closer with her hand.
" It's easy. "
She laid a smirk on her face. This princess is such a scoundrel. . .
" Are you going to break your streak, Selena dear? "
Now Selena's whining.
“I… I'm not about to have my princess dissatisfied! But, it has to be like, a specific order or something…” she grumbles.
She would let out a sigh, placing a hand on her own cheek.
She laid a smirk on her face. This princess is such a scoundrel. . .
" Are you going to break your streak, Selena dear? "
She would let out a sigh, placing a hand on her own cheek.
“… *Excuse* me?”
— although she'd never snap against Lady Camilla, her voice did roughen up a little. She's lowering the handkerchief now. Gah…
She give a bit of a pout as she wiped her lips with the handkerchief.
She would let out a sigh, placing a hand on her own cheek.
She give a bit of a pout as she wiped her lips with the handkerchief.
“Do excuse me here, I guess.”
Because she now pressed it against the princess' lips slowly.
She laid a smirk on her lips, waiting. Definitely smooth.
She give a bit of a pout as she wiped her lips with the handkerchief.
She laid a smirk on her lips, waiting. Definitely smooth.
“... I'm not intimidated by the request, by the way. Milady.”
looking for a handkerchief over here.
A smirk.
She laid a smirk on her lips, waiting. Definitely smooth.
A smirk.
Figures.
Vampires, that's what.
A smirk.
Vampires, that's what.
“Graceful like nobody else doing even that, Lady Camilla!”
(What the FUCK is wrong with Nohrians.)
Vampires, that's what.
drinking the blood as it flies.
drinking the blood as it flies.
" . . . Is this how unbearable I am? "
Tharja wanted a good look at her self proclaimed 'fated one.'
❝You may continue your daily activities. I am content just... Watching you.❞
I know a thing of pushing yourself onto others. This is not how it's done. "
A sigh.
" . . . Is this how unbearable I am? "
I know a thing of pushing yourself onto others. This is not how it's done. "
A sigh.
Though, I do occasionally get freaky with my retainers. "
I know a thing of pushing yourself onto others. This is not how it's done. "
A sigh.
She'd shake her head.
She'd shake her head.
Though, I do occasionally get freaky with my retainers. "
Though, I do occasionally get freaky with my retainers. "