Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25808351-20161227141359/@comment-25808351-20161231223604

"Eva shyly reaches out and shakes Blackmane's paw. "Uh, I'm uh, Eva. I'm a maid of the Jaghund household." She says quietly.

(Meanwhile)

A slightly annoyed Hound is leaning up against Cyndwella's door, though he can't hear what is happening, he knows what Cyndwella is doing and is fully aware of her private conversation to Eva.

"Have me sucking your toes, huh? Everyone underestimates the will of a loyal dog, You could not command my heart anymore than I could command Samia. I'll let you have your fun Cynd, but you better thank me later." He stops leaning on the door and heads to the master bedroom. Samia sits on a lavish couch still reading her book and sipping wine, still unaware of the festivities taking place in Cyndwella's room.

[Even if Cyndwella has Eva in a pocket dimension, it is only a matter of time before Samia senses the demonic energy being put out. I'll have to keep her occupied.] Marcus enters the room and takes off his coat, tossing it over a desk chair. He removes his shirt and gloves, proceeding to massage and stretch his neck.

"You know, watching you take your shirt off never gets old." Samia coos, her eyes locked onto him. Marcus smirks.

"Eh, I'll bet Regina says the same to Doc when he undresses." He rebuttals.

"Oh really? Well you know what they say? 'Great wives think alike'." Her voice becoming more alluring and seductive. She sets her book down and slowly crosses her legs. She raises her hand and gestures with her finger for Marcus to come closer, as if ordering a servant. Marcus stands before her and leans over. They embrace and kiss for several minutes before Marcus pulls away.

He can sense Samia's readiness to engage as husband and wife. "What would you have your loyal dog do this evening?" His breathing growing heavier and his heart beating faster.

"I have a few things in mind...." She coos.