This one happened just tonight in the RDI here. When I saw this sent to the room after the fetish dress comment I was ROFL.
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Alma: *The pale eyes peek over gold rims to taste the vixen's indecision*
Alma: *another sip, the words almost a whisper* refusing chocolates is a
pleasure in itself...
Charna Lyndra :Always a fickle creature, and prone to pretty words and prettier promises. She tugged at a piece of her shirt, watching Alma curiously now.: <s> A burden, as well. You should hear how they beg sometimes..
Alma: *swirls the gin to better breathe its scent* and oh, can I imagine you talcum-powdered into a little black rubber fetish dress...
Tera Destre: ::that was it she couldn't stand it the Vixen was going to get herself into so much trouble she spun on the barstool and blurted out:: For Grem?s sake don't do it!!
Alma: *eyebrows high* oh, the begging you would see with me would surpass all expectations
Alma: *a glance at Tera and another quick, warm bell ringing of soft laughter*
Tera Destre: ::she slapped a hand over her mouth at the laughter, a blush coming to life, she just couldn't keep her mouth shut::
Charna Lyndria: :And there she was, being tamed again. The Vixen burrowed herself away, leaving only the bits that clung to the dream of a stable partner. A solid anything. A guilty look to her hands.:
Charna Lyndria: :Her lapses in judgement were becoming a real problem. The line was getting thinner under her feet. It was a tight-rope act now.:
Alma: *the pale eyes on Charna, soft in their hiding places, the rich voice surprisingly kink* (s) I shall be here for some time, love, and my offer stands. were I to pressure more than offer how would I be better than the hooks already in your lovely skin?
Alma: (kind, not kink, lol!!!)
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Alma: *The pale eyes peek over gold rims to taste the vixen's indecision*
Alma: *another sip, the words almost a whisper* refusing chocolates is a
pleasure in itself...
Charna Lyndra :Always a fickle creature, and prone to pretty words and prettier promises. She tugged at a piece of her shirt, watching Alma curiously now.: <s> A burden, as well. You should hear how they beg sometimes..
Alma: *swirls the gin to better breathe its scent* and oh, can I imagine you talcum-powdered into a little black rubber fetish dress...
Tera Destre: ::that was it she couldn't stand it the Vixen was going to get herself into so much trouble she spun on the barstool and blurted out:: For Grem?s sake don't do it!!
Alma: *eyebrows high* oh, the begging you would see with me would surpass all expectations
Alma: *a glance at Tera and another quick, warm bell ringing of soft laughter*
Tera Destre: ::she slapped a hand over her mouth at the laughter, a blush coming to life, she just couldn't keep her mouth shut::
Charna Lyndria: :And there she was, being tamed again. The Vixen burrowed herself away, leaving only the bits that clung to the dream of a stable partner. A solid anything. A guilty look to her hands.:
Charna Lyndria: :Her lapses in judgement were becoming a real problem. The line was getting thinner under her feet. It was a tight-rope act now.:
Alma: *the pale eyes on Charna, soft in their hiding places, the rich voice surprisingly kink* (s) I shall be here for some time, love, and my offer stands. were I to pressure more than offer how would I be better than the hooks already in your lovely skin?
Alma: (kind, not kink, lol!!!)