[ she won't be able to portal into the place, not having been there before, but she can make the trip distinctly shorter by abbreviating the time it takes to get from her own apartment to a closer street in question, given her knowledge of the up. ]
Perhaps you'll even have enough time to open a bottle before I arrive.
[ It's all very convenient — maybe a little too convenient for Yennefer's liking, which is what activates her suspicion first and foremost, but it's also not sufficient enough to keep her from not following through, in part because she respects Laura too much to leave the younger woman hanging on the possibility of her arrival and then disappointing her by not keeping her word.
The portal she creates ensures that her walk is a short one, and the rest is purely intuitive — it's certainly a nice residence, a fact that doesn't escape Yennefer's notice by far, and while she's mindful of the truth that this is a shared home, one that currently seems to be absent another presence, she isn't intentionally looking for any signs that Laura's new dominant is within as she enters, first, and then ascends to the second story as directed.
Still, Laura might pick up on certain details that Yennefer has gone to more lengths than she would if this were a standard visit without additional expectation — the dress she's wearing is nicer, with sheer panels cut into the black silk fabric that make it more than evident it's the only layer she has on, a vivid shade of red swiped over her mouth that will no doubt be smeared off with enough time and effort.
She steps into the room, her arrival announced more clearly by the click of booted heel against the floor, and lets her gaze find Laura after a cursory sweep. ]
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then i thought you might like to ride my tongue until your legs shake.
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Maybe I’ll even ride your tongue right next to the bottles before we move to sample any of their contents.
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Maybe I’ll see to you while your mouth is occupied. I’m fairly certain I can reach far enough.
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so have i convinced you to be free for the night?
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Or it could be that I just like you to tell me exactly what you want. No hedging, no teasing.
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i want you to come over, so that i can make you come.
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Send me the address?
I'm assuming he doesn't have you bearing it in the Down.
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not in the down, no. the house is [ ...... ] well, you'll see it.
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[ she won't be able to portal into the place, not having been there before, but she can make the trip distinctly shorter by abbreviating the time it takes to get from her own apartment to a closer street in question, given her knowledge of the up. ]
Perhaps you'll even have enough time to open a bottle before I arrive.
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The portal she creates ensures that her walk is a short one, and the rest is purely intuitive — it's certainly a nice residence, a fact that doesn't escape Yennefer's notice by far, and while she's mindful of the truth that this is a shared home, one that currently seems to be absent another presence, she isn't intentionally looking for any signs that Laura's new dominant is within as she enters, first, and then ascends to the second story as directed.
Still, Laura might pick up on certain details that Yennefer has gone to more lengths than she would if this were a standard visit without additional expectation — the dress she's wearing is nicer, with sheer panels cut into the black silk fabric that make it more than evident it's the only layer she has on, a vivid shade of red swiped over her mouth that will no doubt be smeared off with enough time and effort.
She steps into the room, her arrival announced more clearly by the click of booted heel against the floor, and lets her gaze find Laura after a cursory sweep. ]
We're alone?
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