[Of course she liked it. But telling him she did would only be encouraging his cheeky behavior, wouldn't it? And she can't have that!
She doesn't make him wait too long. Her own excitement speeds her footsteps along a little more quickly, even in the heavy fur draped around her shoulders as she walks a route that's growing a little more familiar each time.
When she reaches Liem's front door, she pauses just for a moment, taking a deep inhale and steeling herself. Just a moment to hype herself up. She wants to do a good job for Liem, and she definitely doesn't want him to think she's terrible at sex stuff, so she's taking this very seriously, and drawing on all her knowledge of kink from 23-odd years of living in a brothel.
You've got this, Jester. She turns the knob and enters Liem's foyer, a little thrill going through her as she locks the door behind her with loud click. It's strange to be in his house without him leading her around. She wonders if he's actually been waiting on his knees this whole time, but elects to trust that Liem isn't a liar, because he seems very fastidious even if he's being bratty.
The hem of her heavy fur skims across the stairs as she walks up to where she assumes Liem's bedroom is; following the light spilling out into the hall, she finds him kneeling silently in the middle of the room and exhales softly at the sight of him. The ears, the tail...they're both extra-cute tonight, it seems.
She crosses to stand beside him, and reaches down to tuck two fingers underneath his chin, urging him to look up at her. She smiles down at him, her violet pupils turned huge and black in her eyes. Her skin has turned a more desaturated grey-blue, and larger, darker freckles are smattered across her cheeks. Currently, she's enveloped in a massive fur coat, thick and luxurious and the same color and pattern as her skin, reaching all the way to the floor.]
Hello, Liem! I'm so glad to see you followed my directions. Your knees hurt or anything?
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She doesn't make him wait too long. Her own excitement speeds her footsteps along a little more quickly, even in the heavy fur draped around her shoulders as she walks a route that's growing a little more familiar each time.
When she reaches Liem's front door, she pauses just for a moment, taking a deep inhale and steeling herself. Just a moment to hype herself up. She wants to do a good job for Liem, and she definitely doesn't want him to think she's terrible at sex stuff, so she's taking this very seriously, and drawing on all her knowledge of kink from 23-odd years of living in a brothel.
You've got this, Jester. She turns the knob and enters Liem's foyer, a little thrill going through her as she locks the door behind her with loud click. It's strange to be in his house without him leading her around. She wonders if he's actually been waiting on his knees this whole time, but elects to trust that Liem isn't a liar, because he seems very fastidious even if he's being bratty.
The hem of her heavy fur skims across the stairs as she walks up to where she assumes Liem's bedroom is; following the light spilling out into the hall, she finds him kneeling silently in the middle of the room and exhales softly at the sight of him. The ears, the tail...they're both extra-cute tonight, it seems.
She crosses to stand beside him, and reaches down to tuck two fingers underneath his chin, urging him to look up at her. She smiles down at him, her violet pupils turned huge and black in her eyes. Her skin has turned a more desaturated grey-blue, and larger, darker freckles are smattered across her cheeks. Currently, she's enveloped in a massive fur coat, thick and luxurious and the same color and pattern as her skin, reaching all the way to the floor.]
Hello, Liem! I'm so glad to see you followed my directions. Your knees hurt or anything?