Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25808351-20190114001113/@comment-25808351-20190222004925

(BT) “You are, playing too hard to get.... Stubborn man. And yet, here I lay, promising to wait. Maybe not tonight, nor the morrow, the day after, or the year. But I wait. Jorge, I am a patient woman. That is how you know, I am genuine. That is how you know, I’m not simply famished. I see such lifelong potential in you.... You could make a woman beyond happy. But, I know you have prior-engagements.”

“Jorge, don’t let old oaths control you. Don’t let it destroy you. Before everything else, you are a father. A daughter’s love is above all. The only thing comparable is the love of a woman who cares for you beyond personal gain.” Imperia begins to run her fingers through Jorge’s hair, messaging his scalp as she nestles into her giant companion of the evening.

“Jorge.... I want it to be you....” Imperia rests her head upon Jorge’s chest and closes her eyes. Her hands caress his muscular form, and her breathing slows as she begins to fall asleep. The fire flickers in the hearth, as cold wind blows outside the window. Everything is quiet, quiet enough to hear a mouse scurry about.