Scarlet pressed her back against Angela, basking the warmth and softness of her paler companion’s skin.

She extended her ring finger, making a show of offering it to the raven-haired woman.

"You’re right… it would be an awful shame if it were to go missing…"

"Took the words right out of my mouth."

She groaned, back arching further with each fresh tug on the shining beacon of depravity lodged up her backdoor.

"Why should even get to know, hm? I’m my own woman 𝙖𝙣𝙙 the breadwinner."

"Mm? I don’t know that he’s even had the 𝗰𝗵𝗮𝗻𝗰𝗲 to catch a glimpse of it."

Her lips curled in a mischievous grin, a peek of those pearly whites given as they pulled on her bottom lip.

"He hardly even gets to see when I record these days. I’d much rather he do what he’s there for than gawk."