[ this is just embarrassing, ajax. son and heir to the notorious volkov family, brought down to his knees by a girl from an unknown family. if lumine were to type to revel in such victories, she would've rubbed it in his face. after all, she doubts that this is something that happens often, at least not to someone as prideful as himβand her, as she finds herself slowly descending into intoxication as well.
her eyes flutter close when his fingers sink into soft flesh, her breath catching in her throat, only to exhale it deeply. her own fingers curl around his hair, tugs it ever so gently but firmly.
but she blinks when she hears a sound right behind her, a clinking sound against metal. lumine pulls her head away from him, looking over her shoulder at the door. ]
... Someone's knocking on the door, Ajax.
[ master ajax, we found something suspicious on the premises. we think you should come out and see. she shrugs her shoulders, a pointed gesture. ] Sounds important.
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her eyes flutter close when his fingers sink into soft flesh, her breath catching in her throat, only to exhale it deeply. her own fingers curl around his hair, tugs it ever so gently but firmly.
but she blinks when she hears a sound right behind her, a clinking sound against metal. lumine pulls her head away from him, looking over her shoulder at the door. ]
... Someone's knocking on the door, Ajax.
[ master ajax, we found something suspicious on the premises. we think you should come out and see. she shrugs her shoulders, a pointed gesture. ] Sounds important.