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[rogueinladysclothing]

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[Amelia's device is ready for messages. Send away as you will.

Upon reaching her inbox, there's a long pause. And then, when the caller might think this is some prank or the inbox is improperly set up, a soft voice speaks:]

"Leave your message. We'll speak later."

Comments

[choicely]

Regarding you? No. But I do have secrets to keep. As does anyone here, I'd imagine.

Just so we're clear, I do want to try fucking you with something thicker than my fingers.

[rogueinladysclothing]

Secrets make the person. I wouldn't dare pry yours from you.

[In another world, perhaps, but not here. A little mystery on both sides keeps things interesting.]

Have you acquired something fun for us to try? I'm delighted you'd think of me while shopping, if that's true.

[choicely]

Perhaps there'll still be the opportunity to learn.

I have some things that I haven't been able to put to use yet.
A cock strapped to a harness, for instance.

[rogueinladysclothing]

Don't offer them to me so easily. I collect them, but I'm known to use them, too.

I refuse to allow myself that chance with you.

It would be a first for me as well. Knowing you as I do, I've little doubt what wonders we'll share with it. Have it ready for when I next come by.

[choicely]

Then you'd find out just how swiftly I have ways of dealing with those who wield that against me.
So perhaps it's for the best you never learn what the taste of true chaos is like.

How would you want me to fuck you? From behind, burying it deep within you? Or letting you sit astride me and ride it as hard as you like?

[rogueinladysclothing]

I don't want your secrets, Yennefer. I never have. All I want from what's between us is you.

As desired as I might feel with your grip around me, not seeing your face might drive me mad. Let me ride you, stare into your face as take each other. You won't be displeased.

[choicely]

[ that... sinks its roots into her, maybe even more than she'd like it to, so of course, her first instinct is to not reveal how much it affects her and focus on the alternate subject of conversation. ]

I never have been.
And I believe I'd rather enjoy watching you take control while you move over me.

[rogueinladysclothing]

[It's a noticeable drop, but Amelia won't mention it. They each have their secrets and struggles, and they don't have to share them. Their relationship has never been about such things, and the rogue isn't eager to change that.]

Then choose a day or night you wish for my company. I'll make certain I'm well rested and properly attired for the occasion.

[choicely]

[ good grief, amelia, why did you have to make her feel things ]

Fair warning it's likely to end up becoming both day and night.
I won't be eager to surrender you immediately.

[rogueinladysclothing]

[Is it better or worse that she'll be oblivious to having done so until it's pointed out to her? She has a bad habit of stirring things when she doesn't mean to.]

Then you may have Tuesday or Thursday. I'll keep both clear for you, in case one day isn't enough for your satisfaction.