Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25808351-20200707214420/@comment-39280634-20200914211352

(Hound)

Lance was flabbergasted, his jaw hangign wide open after Cyndwella's lewd act while Meri gasped embarrased with her mouth covered. Lina however, was mildy surprised, touching her lips.

Lina: "Well... That was certainly a surprise. You we're not jesting when you said she was... spontaneous."

Lance: "Wha-What the hell ?! Does she make a habit to molest any woman that she comes across ?!"

Lina: "I can understand how it may seem inapropriate to you. However, perhaps that is how she simply... greets some of guests, I reckon."

Lance: "Greeting ? It looked like she godamn wanted to deepthroat your tongue !"

Meri: "What's a 'deepthroat' ?"

Lance: "Meri, please don't ask."

Meri: "Uhm, okay... ?"

Lina: "Fufufu, oh come now. Yes, she often seems crude in her manner and may need to wash her vocabulary, but she is far from malicious. And to be fair... she is a masterful kisser."

Lance: "Oh God no."

Lina: "Fufufu, I'm joking, I'm joking. No need to stress over unrefined yet harmless 'bad' manners."

Lance: "... Whatever. Let's just get ready for sleep already."

Despite Lina making fun of Lance and acting oblivious, judging by his reactions, she understood what Cyndwella previously atempted. Though, she wished she had more time to consider it...

The three look around the room to see fine gothic furniture, tapestry and decoration that feel cozy, despite the gothic style. The floor is covered with a thick, wool that feels very soft. In the middle of the room was a large bed that could fit two or three people. And in the corner was a changing closet with clothes inside.

Meri: "Oooh, there ! Let's go change. Me first !"

Lina: "May I join you as well, Meri."

Meri: "Oh, sure !"

Lance: "Wait, you're both going to change together ? Wouldn't that be, I dunno, a little cramped in there ?"

Lina: "Not at all. In fact, we sometimes change together so that we can help eachother with our attires."

Meri: "Haww, it's fun !"

Lance: "Uh, sure, okay then. You two go ahead, then."

The two girls walk inside the closet and close it for privacy. Meanwhile, Lance was so distracted that he remembers the bottle of gin he had in his hand all this time. He shrugs after the short realization and then takes a long swig from the bottle, hoping any little bit of surplus alchohol can make him relax.

"I'm too sober for this shit..."