Bella is catching up on emails. It amuses her to agree to play the role of royalty at this random Renaissance faire that had the audacity to ask her if she'd be so kind to guest-star for a day, so she's telling them she'll do it presuming no emergencies come up and they don't give her excessively absurd lines to say.
tearingup
[Aianon has sharp parts,] he says merrily, still kissing her. [He likes to menace me with them. I like to be menaced. It's a good arrangement.]
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[Of course!]
He hugs her and nibbles on her neck. (The fact that she is currently a mint-flavoured mint is still adorable.)
He hugs her and nibbles on her neck. (The fact that she is currently a mint-flavoured mint is still adorable.)
bellfounding
Ooh, nibbles. She leans on him, squirmily.
[So I'm going to go play the part of the queen at a renaissance faire that thought it would be fun to ask me just in case, and I told them I'd do it for a day if they didn't give me silly lines and I could bail in case of emergency.]
[So I'm going to go play the part of the queen at a renaissance faire that thought it would be fun to ask me just in case, and I told them I'd do it for a day if they didn't give me silly lines and I could bail in case of emergency.]
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[That's not even a question. The question is, can I have sex with you in your pretty Renfest dress?]
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[Right. Those too.]
She is also wearing far too many clothes. And if she wants them to be anywhere other than just inside his front door when he does something about that, she'd better act fast.
She is also wearing far too many clothes. And if she wants them to be anywhere other than just inside his front door when he does something about that, she'd better act fast.
bellfounding
They could go be on his bed, how about that? Teleportation is super convenient like that.