She makes a disgusted noise, rolling her eyes. Of course, the famous all-night parties. Cassandra herself avoids them as much as possible, though she does her best to ensure that when Marian does attend, she's sticking to places and company where she'll be safe and secure.
But despite her insistence that she needs to get to work, despite the fact that she knows Marian's teasing her, still hiding the shoe behind her back...she's not immune to the sight before her, her lover's body half-tangled in the sheets, all plush, supple skin and languid limbs. Her breath catches, just a bit, when Marian's blue eyes travel appreciately over her own bare chest, and when she reaches out to run her fingers so lightly along her jawline, Cassandra finds herself sliding down to half-sit on the bed, just to be that much closer. one foot tucked underneath her and the other still dangling down to the floor.
"My eternal gratitude."
She keeps her tone firm and professional, still trying to convince herself if not both of them that she's simply going to retrieve her things and be gone, but she's not looking at the shoe anymore.
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But despite her insistence that she needs to get to work, despite the fact that she knows Marian's teasing her, still hiding the shoe behind her back...she's not immune to the sight before her, her lover's body half-tangled in the sheets, all plush, supple skin and languid limbs. Her breath catches, just a bit, when Marian's blue eyes travel appreciately over her own bare chest, and when she reaches out to run her fingers so lightly along her jawline, Cassandra finds herself sliding down to half-sit on the bed, just to be that much closer. one foot tucked underneath her and the other still dangling down to the floor.
"My eternal gratitude."
She keeps her tone firm and professional, still trying to convince herself if not both of them that she's simply going to retrieve her things and be gone, but she's not looking at the shoe anymore.