By fucking a man interesting enough to be worth melting beneath.
[She puts the slightest emphasis on that verb, aware of how it sounds in her polished accent. Rosalind Lutece, poised and perfect and prim, wrapping her lips with clear delight around something so filthy as the word fuck.
Mm. Clever fingers, dragging over her hip and settling there, a shock of warmth that she has a hard time not pressing eagerly against. She'll smack his hand away if he tries to slip those fingers beneath the waistband of her skirt, but she doubts he will. That would be far too obvious.
God, but that does feel good. She doesn't reach for him; she doesn't even turn to face him. Just says that as she stares at the array of bottles set behind the bar, blues and greens and reds, seductive in the richness of their coloring.
She tips her head back.]
I never said I'd tell you a story now, Tani.
[Oh, words, words, she does so love them. Not being specific is the right way to losing when it had come to she and Robert and their silly little games; she'd learned very quickly how to use someone's lack of specificity to her advantage.]
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[She puts the slightest emphasis on that verb, aware of how it sounds in her polished accent. Rosalind Lutece, poised and perfect and prim, wrapping her lips with clear delight around something so filthy as the word fuck.
Mm. Clever fingers, dragging over her hip and settling there, a shock of warmth that she has a hard time not pressing eagerly against. She'll smack his hand away if he tries to slip those fingers beneath the waistband of her skirt, but she doubts he will. That would be far too obvious.
God, but that does feel good. She doesn't reach for him; she doesn't even turn to face him. Just says that as she stares at the array of bottles set behind the bar, blues and greens and reds, seductive in the richness of their coloring.
She tips her head back.]
I never said I'd tell you a story now, Tani.
[Oh, words, words, she does so love them. Not being specific is the right way to losing when it had come to she and Robert and their silly little games; she'd learned very quickly how to use someone's lack of specificity to her advantage.]