James seemed much last resistant now, though whether this was because he genuinely liked her or because she had him paralyzed with a mix of pleasure and fear no one could say.
{I realized that I was responding to the wrong RP. Sorry...}
"How does that feel?" she asked, licking her lips, and showed her fangs just barely to him. Francesca turned her head to the second man, standing away from her bed, "What's your name?" she asked, as she played with James.
Haythem looked at Macta and smiled at her, "so boss, mind if I ask a few questions? just to get to know the person I'll be spending the next few hours with?"
"Harold..." He replied, while James remained unable to respond.
Macta nodded. "Ask away."
"Come hither, please" FRancesca said, sitting down on James.
Harold waited a few moments, before doing as Francesca asked.
(Sorry, didn't realize the third part had been put up.)
"What kind of stuff? It might help and I'd only be borrowing it for just a short while, I promise!" I say trying to be cute.
"Stuff like blankets and pillows, and clothing." The Devil Bug replied. "The stuff that keeps us nice and comfortable while we cuddle up for winter."
Haythem tapped his feet a few times as he began to debate on what type of question he should ask next. He decided to start small in order to break the ice and allow for a more smoother transition into what he actually wanted to ask her, and hey maybe they could strike up a conversation and he would get a chance to win her trust.. the Idea of waiting until she paid crossed his mind but he made that plan B, why? cause stealing was a lot more fun adn potentially quicker. "How old are you? if you don't mind me asking something so personal."
"Hmm... I've been undead for twelve years, and was alive for nearly a hundred. Mamono longevity really goes a long way."