OOM: Cubefall 2016 -- for Sinric

[cook_the_rude]

 Hannibal's room is almost unchanged -- apart from the pictures, which are mostly paintings of exotic beaches today, giving the room a more colourful and slightly more cheerful air than usual.

Hannibal opens the door, stands aside, and smiles. "And this time," 'she' says, "we won't even offend Noriko -- this body is wholly my own."

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[cook_the_rude]

"You make me feel so treasured," she murmurs. "Worshipped, almost."

[thewidewideworld]

"Because you are both." Sinric smiles, kissing the turns of her ankle lightly as he rinses the cloth. "And you have done the same for me, many times."

[cook_the_rude]

She closes her eyes and sighs with simple animal pleasure, like a pampered cat.

[thewidewideworld]

He kisses playfully between the gentle stokes of the cloth.

His job done, he sets the bowl aside and lays down next to her, arms open to her.

[cook_the_rude]

She snuggles close, seeking the warmth, and closes her eyes.


[[OOC: Fade here?]]

[thewidewideworld]

{ooc: prefect. Thank you, that was lovely.}