Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-27550231-20190901063142/@comment-25808351-20191008041622

It was done, Cyndwella lay in Marcus’ arms, as he hold her tightly.

“You gonna tell Imperia where metal dick is?” Cyndwella rubbed Marcus’ chest while kissing his neck.

“I told Eva where we are, and to tell Imperia.” Marcus rubbed Cyndwella’s shoulder.

“Oh? You think Imperia will show up?” Cyndwella began nibbling Marcus in places.

“I’m not sure tonight but-“ Marcus sighs. “If anyone real needs support right now, it’s Jorge. That damn council dropped a lot of shit on him today. Unfortunately, he took all of it.”

“Hmmmmm, I always did think he needed his dong sucked. Now I know what he really needs is to stop letting people tell him what to do.... then he can get his dong sucked. He might actually act like a normal person then.” Cyndwella snickers.

“That’s why I’m hoping Jorge thinks the situation over and explores other options. With my help and that of the Covenant’s, there has to be away for him to decline this arranged wedding shit.” Marcus nuzzled Cyndwella’s head, and took in her scent. She was intoxicating in every way, her touch to her perfume all brought Marcus to a relaxed and comfortable state. His mind at complete ease, until he heard the knock at the front door.

“I’ll be damned.... What a cheeky gal.”

Imperia stood patiently at the front door, draped in a hooded cloak that hid her face.