[ she'd expected rejection, or maybe more attempts to lure her back to the parade, but definitely not the fingertip trailing down her throat, a nail carving deep enough into her skin that it's just shy of painful. there's something pointed about the contact, setting off enough alarms for megara to try unwinding carmilla's arm from around her waist, hopefully without calling attention to the fact that she's trying to get away. ]
What, you're worried about a hangover? [ it's spoke way bolder than she actually feels. she's got the feeling that the woman isn't going to take her trying to get away too well. ]
it's good for so many occasions
What, you're worried about a hangover? [ it's spoke way bolder than she actually feels. she's got the feeling that the woman isn't going to take her trying to get away too well. ]