Lying Is The Most Fun... (PoisonousIvee/Mr.Aznable)

[PoisonousIvee]

She would get exactly the reactions she wanted, leaving her ruined and drooling in her room before he had to return to his duties. She was so shameless, but he supposed that was because of her past in the brothel.

 

[Mr.Aznable]

She also just liked the attention, the power of having this powerful knight under her thumb.

 

[PoisonousIvee]

He had no idea she was playing him; he loved her after all, always had. It was never a possibility for him.

 

[Mr.Aznable]

She loved him as well, she really did. But, truly, she had also gotten tired of living in poverty, tired of living as a slave for purchase. Something needed to change.

 

[PoisonousIvee]

He went to meet her for further plotting, knowing he would get a good dick riding out of it as well. He had a bit before he needed to be back.

 

[Mr.Aznable]

She was sitting, her leg crossed over the other, reading over some of the plans she had written up.

 

[PoisonousIvee]

He moved into her room and locked the door behind him, "Anything new?"

 

[Mr.Aznable]

She smiled and looked over. "Well, not much.." she said.

 

[PoisonousIvee]

"Just the same plan for now?" He asked, "I expected more from you, Lyra."

 

[Mr.Aznable]

"A few slight revisions to the plan, dear, these things take time." She saidm

 

[PoisonousIvee]

"It's been long enough, I assumed you would do better." He said.

 

[Mr.Aznable]

"Oh? And perhaps you would like to plan yourself, hm?" She asked, flipping some hair from her face indignantly.

 

[PoisonousIvee]

He scowled and moved toward her, "I'm not the one planning to betray my betrothed."

 

[Mr.Aznable]

"And you are also not the one who was purchased as a betrothed." She said, just watching him.

 

[PoisonousIvee]

He crossed his arms over his chest, "Someone is a bit short today."

 

[Mr.Aznable]

"And someone is a bit petulant today as well." She said, moving to continue writing down her plans.

 

[PoisonousIvee]

He slammed his hand down on her desk, scowling down at her.

 

[Mr.Aznable]

She looked up at him, almost in a deadpan stare. "Can I help you?"

 

[PoisonousIvee]

"I don't care to be called petulant by a common whore, regardless if she is formerly so or otherwise." He stated.

 

[Mr.Aznable]

"Then don't act like a petulant child, Orin." She said, once again turning to her papers. "Apologies but I don't overthrow governments very often, you know. This takes careful planning or both of us will end up beheaded. If that upsets you, I'm sorry but you will have to be more patient. Unless you actually came here for something else?"

 

[PoisonousIvee]

"I wanted to hear what you were stirring up." He stated, "That's why I asked. However," he wrapped his hand around her throat and pulled her closer, "I am happy to fuck that attitude out of you."

 

[Mr.Aznable]

She gasped and braced against him. "Y-You can certainly try to." She about hissed.

 

[PoisonousIvee]

"You and I both know that I can." He snarled lowly before releasing her throat and grabbing her arm, nearly throwing her out of her chair and toward the bed.

 

[Mr.Aznable]

She gasped and stumbled a bit as she fell onto the bed, glaring back at him. "Uncultured brute, you say you're upset at my lack of progress but then you up and drag me away from it."

 

[PoisonousIvee]

"An hour or two of your time will not hinder your agonisingly slow progress." He stated as he moved toward her, "Now shut your mouth before I shut it for you."