I'm just a sucker for pain

N/A · 10-11-2016, 08:44 PM

Ira gave a little nod when Mercy explained how her mother was bipolar and she wasn't quite sane herself, which was why she didn't have as much of a problem with Ira's own craziness. Of course she couldn't speak for Mercy or her mother, but she was sure that her levels of insane were a bit beyond that, but Mercy didn't give much more than a head shake in response so maybe she was wrong. It was all very interesting. She had never crossed paths with someone that was so... accepting. Or at least tolerant of the strangeness that followed her around. Even if she was only tolerant in order to get laid, that was enough for her. She wasn't looking for a new BFF. God, she couldn't even imagine what that was like. She hadn't even had a regular fuck buddy, much less a friend.

She gave Mercy a little cackle of laughter when she confirmed that being mentally unstable lead to great sex. She certainly liked to think so anyway. She could see that something was running through Mercy's head and she was almost a bit curious as to what. It must be something pretty interesting if her ears were flicking like that and her toes were flexing into the dirt. She didn't ask though, instead just giving Mercy a slight grin and a raised brow. "Well then," she started with a soft chuckle, padding toward the white-coated woman till she was close enough to lightly nip at her cheek. "I gave you answers. What about my reward?" Her tone was sweet and tempting, but the grin on her lips was anything but sweet or gentle. Her tail flicked behind her and she made herself wait for some kind of response before she pushed Mercy's boundaries any further, no matter how bad she wanted to.

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