Xanaphia
Evil Midweek Cutie
- Joined
- Sep 28, 2013
“Lake Michigan?” Why just a few nights back, when I met up with the Raven and kissed him. “No, I can’t say I have. But I’d like to if that’s what your offerin’.” Because she didn’t want the night to end yet. Because she didn’t want to go back to her life with her rat bastard of a husband. Because she was still hot from watching Zorita, and thoughts of how she and William could address that arousal made her even hotter.
Mercedes was grateful he didn’t head anywhere near the docks she had been to when she last came here. They parked near a beach, abandoned now by curfew and common sense.
It had been a hot summer’s day, and then a warm summer’s evening, so Mercedes hadn’t bothered a coat. Now though, late into the night as it was, with chill coming off of the lake, she shivered in her sleeveless dress. She hadn’t remembered it being so cool last time she was here, but she was also wearing several layers, near a couple burning cars, and ran for her life. Still, no shame in snuggling up against William, even as she got nearly aggressive with it, slipping one hand into his coat for warmth. But perhaps, that was his plan? A touch juvenile, reminiscent of teenaged shenanigans, but Mercedes wasn’t complaining.
“It is just lovely,” she sighed, relaxing against him. “I’m glad you brought me here. I really enjoyed spending this evening with you. Too bad we probably won’t get another chance like this...” That thought soured things a bit, putting a damper on an otherwise wonderful time. Knowing she didn’t want to end things there, and still feeling keyed up from the show they’d seen together, she turned towards William.
“Well, might as well make the most of the night, right? If there’s only this and nothing more?” Before she could lose her nerves she pressed her lips against him, sliding her hand behind his head to pulled him closer.
Mercedes was grateful he didn’t head anywhere near the docks she had been to when she last came here. They parked near a beach, abandoned now by curfew and common sense.
It had been a hot summer’s day, and then a warm summer’s evening, so Mercedes hadn’t bothered a coat. Now though, late into the night as it was, with chill coming off of the lake, she shivered in her sleeveless dress. She hadn’t remembered it being so cool last time she was here, but she was also wearing several layers, near a couple burning cars, and ran for her life. Still, no shame in snuggling up against William, even as she got nearly aggressive with it, slipping one hand into his coat for warmth. But perhaps, that was his plan? A touch juvenile, reminiscent of teenaged shenanigans, but Mercedes wasn’t complaining.
“It is just lovely,” she sighed, relaxing against him. “I’m glad you brought me here. I really enjoyed spending this evening with you. Too bad we probably won’t get another chance like this...” That thought soured things a bit, putting a damper on an otherwise wonderful time. Knowing she didn’t want to end things there, and still feeling keyed up from the show they’d seen together, she turned towards William.
“Well, might as well make the most of the night, right? If there’s only this and nothing more?” Before she could lose her nerves she pressed her lips against him, sliding her hand behind his head to pulled him closer.