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i ain't fake cuz my money aint
[ When Mythra had told him that she wanted him to be their servant, both she and Pyra hand't expected him to go so above and beyond what they imagined.
He leads her to a slightly secluded but safe place within the forest, an area that has the sweet and sensual mix of candlewax burning and natural lilacs blooming, all bathed in the sultry waning light of the afternoon... He must have thought this through, he must have planned for something like this, planned to impress her and make her experience as his "master", so to speak, as good as it should be.
(Mythra might be still disgruntled that he doesn't feel too bad about his punishment of serving them, but right now she's just as silent.)
She takes a few steps into the clearing, spotting the plush mat and pillows that lies in the center, the few sheets there as well. A massage, she had asked for. One with hot stones and bamboo. She doubts he knows how to use either or that he's found any, but that he's put together this much is...
Actually just a little flattering, flattering enough to cause her cheeks to color little more, a dryness occurring in her mouth. Her body aches already, just anticipating that the energy within will be soothed with a massage soon. (He'd do this for any woman, she has to remind herself.) She swallows, composing herself before turning to him with a smile. ] Oh, Tristan. It's lovely.
[ She turns once more from him, walking towards the mat as her hands link behind her back. ] You really are an astounding knight.
He leads her to a slightly secluded but safe place within the forest, an area that has the sweet and sensual mix of candlewax burning and natural lilacs blooming, all bathed in the sultry waning light of the afternoon... He must have thought this through, he must have planned for something like this, planned to impress her and make her experience as his "master", so to speak, as good as it should be.
(Mythra might be still disgruntled that he doesn't feel too bad about his punishment of serving them, but right now she's just as silent.)
She takes a few steps into the clearing, spotting the plush mat and pillows that lies in the center, the few sheets there as well. A massage, she had asked for. One with hot stones and bamboo. She doubts he knows how to use either or that he's found any, but that he's put together this much is...
Actually just a little flattering, flattering enough to cause her cheeks to color little more, a dryness occurring in her mouth. Her body aches already, just anticipating that the energy within will be soothed with a massage soon. (He'd do this for any woman, she has to remind herself.) She swallows, composing herself before turning to him with a smile. ] Oh, Tristan. It's lovely.
[ She turns once more from him, walking towards the mat as her hands link behind her back. ] You really are an astounding knight.