It was a very warm weekend morning. The sunlight peeked through the window's blinds, warming up the bedroom sheets. It was far too early to want to leave the comfort of Laverna's bed. And why would she want to? Everything was more interesting here.
“Mmph...â€Â
It was meant to be a lazy day. Laverna and Délise had caught up on grading the students' homework, as well as Délise's own. They finished working on some new potions, storing the complete ones away and letting a few others either cool in a separate fridge or ventilate just outside on the balcony.
“Ah...â€Â
They weren't in love. No such thing for a succubus. But that didn't mean they weren't partners. Partners in crime, partners in bed... everything short of the romantic bond that, really, just got in the way of the good stuff. Why waste time with chocolate and flowers, after all? Ditch the flowers, and eat up the chocolate.
Chocolate...
“Oh shit!â€Â
Délise pulled away from Laverna, panting hard. She looked back down on the dark-skinned succubus, her inviting figure... ugh... no. She didn't want to... ugh...
“I was supposed to bake a cake for Eric's birthday, today.â€Â
Délise sighed, lowering herself back onto Laverna. She pouted, playing with Laverna's green hair. “So pointless. Another year older, and no less an overgrown baby.â€Â
“Mmph...â€Â
It was meant to be a lazy day. Laverna and Délise had caught up on grading the students' homework, as well as Délise's own. They finished working on some new potions, storing the complete ones away and letting a few others either cool in a separate fridge or ventilate just outside on the balcony.
“Ah...â€Â
They weren't in love. No such thing for a succubus. But that didn't mean they weren't partners. Partners in crime, partners in bed... everything short of the romantic bond that, really, just got in the way of the good stuff. Why waste time with chocolate and flowers, after all? Ditch the flowers, and eat up the chocolate.
Chocolate...
“Oh shit!â€Â
Délise pulled away from Laverna, panting hard. She looked back down on the dark-skinned succubus, her inviting figure... ugh... no. She didn't want to... ugh...
“I was supposed to bake a cake for Eric's birthday, today.â€Â
Délise sighed, lowering herself back onto Laverna. She pouted, playing with Laverna's green hair. “So pointless. Another year older, and no less an overgrown baby.â€Â