we swam the evening away

This moment was no different than their last in the flower room, even with the troubling feelings that were at bay. When Indigo offered her the same kind of affection, she lived in it. She was always at the mercy of Indigo, she had shown him time and time again by giving him the opportunity to take advantage of her while she exposed herself, not that she didn't want it. Showing him her vital lifeline under her throat, it was a second nature to her when he held her so close. She saw him as the beast he was made to be, but still she trusted him with her life, even if she had hidden doubts about other things.

She motioned him with a gentle push of her paw to roll over on his back, but she wouldn't leave his frame. Still clung to him like she couldn't be unattached. Her paws dug into the curves of his shoulders as she became more heated in the kisses she offered. They were both drowning things that needed to be addressed. Maybe it was no secret to either of them. But Duchess could do this everyday, turn her back on her true feelings to be beside Indigo. As much as he may have been breaking her, he had fixed her too, and he still was. They had drove this far, to Duchess it was like she could never go back.

Through the loss of her breath as she pulled her lips away from his with barely a nose still between them, she whispered as if someone could hear them, "What can I do for you?" A gentle teasing smirk, but she begged him with her eyes. Duchess was always at the will of him, in these moments or on a usual duty. And she would always be willing to make them forget what could have been so wrong about what they were doing.

"Duchess"