lead me out on the moonlit floor
10-01-2020, 04:40 PM
Theory admitted that neither she nor the woman of her desires were good with admitting weakness and emotion. Fel snorted softly. "Well you have to start somewhere or you're doomed to be forever alone." One silver streaked brow arched slightly and she tilted her head as she corrected her statement. "Well, there will always be opportunity for fucking, but none for love unless you break down some walls." Look at her, being the relationship guru. How did she know so much about it? She was a natural. The things that she said made sense logically, so she believed them all to be true. Plus she spoke with such conviction. Ohhh, there was a possibility that she knew the woman, eh? Black ears flicked forward, waiting eagerly for the name of the woman in question. When Theory spoke the name, Fel was silent for a moment, no expression on her face. After a moment, the corners of her eyes crinkled and she melted into laughter. The smaller woman rolled onto her side in a fit of giggles. Ohhhh, Thalia. She didn't know her cousin well at all, but she knew enough to realize just why this situation was so very difficult. After composing herself, but still smiling as she lay in the sand, Fel shook her head and spoke. "My cousin is very... intense... is she not? I understand your frustration." She would speak to Thalia on Theory's behalf, but she wouldn't bring her here. Fel would do the woman a favor, but she wasn't her servant. The marbled woman served no one, save herself and the one god. Rolling to her paws, Fel gave her body a shake. "Theory, it's been nice meeting you. The offer for a roll in the sand still stands." With a wink, the small, lithe woman took her leave and soon the shadows of night absorbed her form. ---------- A short while later Fel rejoined the masses that had shown up for the party. The smell of sex and alcohol were thick in the air. Claret eyes scanned the crowd, searching for her cousin. In time, she located the earthen hued woman and picked her way across the beach, avoiding the grasping paws of the drunk and lusty during her approach. Fel seated herself beside her fellow Abraxas. The brown and cream woman was quite a bit larger than she was, yet there wasn't the slightest hint that Fel even noticed. "Thalia," she greeted the woman. "I've just had a lovely talk with a certain lady of Abaven." She wondered whether or not her cousin would assume that they'd slept together. If she'd been the one on the outside, she would have assumed it. "She's very nice, isn't she?" She cast Thalia a sidelong glance, gauging the woman's reaction. Then it was time to get a little serious. The humor dropped from Fel's features and an intensity filled her blood red eyes. "Life is too short to not try." If there was ever an inkling that someone could manage to love the silver spattered woman, she would definitely try. Fel was a difficult creature though, so love was something that she didn't see in her cards. "She's waiting down the beach for you." A slight grin lifted her maw. "Unspoiled, I promise." Reassurance that Fel hadn't had her way with the bob-tailed woman. "Tonight is the perfect opportunity to try, dear cousin." Reaching up, Fel gave Thalia a quick peck on the cheek before traipsing off down the beach, intent on finding that virgin that she was promised. "Speech" |
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Fel can often be a very...mature character. Be aware.