[ Several things occur to Beleth at once, which is several more than should be. The first is that Kostos is the first human that she’s hooked up with. There’s nothing different there, right? Surely someone would have mentioned that to her by now. The second is that they are quite literally a stones throw from her bedroom door, which is locked to the outside, as opposed to her office.
The third is that she really likes his mouth on her neck. It’s this last thought that she chooses to communicate, with a pleased purr hum. One hand moves from his collar to the back of his head—carefully, trying to give him room to decline anything she tries. The other she uses to help her shimmy a little more properly onto her desk. Thank the Creators she’d chosen a sturdy one.
Not that the Creators would approve of any of this. They’ll survive, probably. And more importantly, she’ll do more than survive. ]
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The third is that she really likes his mouth on her neck. It’s this last thought that she chooses to communicate, with a pleased
purrhum. One hand moves from his collar to the back of his head—carefully, trying to give him room to decline anything she tries. The other she uses to help her shimmy a little more properly onto her desk. Thank the Creators she’d chosen a sturdy one.Not that the Creators would approve of any of this. They’ll survive, probably. And more importantly, she’ll do more than survive. ]