âSo itâs this weird domestic disturbance call, right? So me, in my insane desire to please, Iâm there first, knock on the door, and get no response, but then I hear this scream coming from upstairs, so I kick the door in and show up, and then I see this lady, fuckin gorgeous, looked like an angel or something, and she is pegging this guy who looks like the dad from That 70â˛s Show, and heâs letting out this shrillest scream Iâve ever heard, then she pulls out, and I die of laughter, because that thing was at least a foot, and sheâs lookin at me with this behemoth still on, acting like itâs a Gucci belt and not a foot of rubber dick strapped to her body. Couldnât keep a straight face as I got statements from âem.â he wolf found himself laughing again as he recalled the story.
âShitâs wild right? But thatâs not what you asked, what were you sayin again?â
âI...umm...â So utterly befuddled by the manâs story and confused on how it came about Evelynâs jaw stayed slack as if sheâd forgotten how to speak. Because sheâd most surely forgotten what had even started this conversation or even what sheâd first said to him. âI couldnât remember even if you paid me.â She tried to laugh with her mind still half blown away and twisted in a knot.  âI think..â Trying to get a clue on what it might and remember what she was even doing before all of that tumbled out of this manâs mouth she glimpsed around. Ah, right. Waiting in line at a cafe and politely making small talk to pass the time. âI asked how your weekend was going. And um-...well yeah. It sounds like it went...well?â
Emmy was off for the day and enjoying her favorite pastime, sitting in the park with a cup of coffee beside her and her nose in a book. She laid on her stomach, right in the grass, completely immersed in what she was reading until she felt a presence and looked up, smiling at the person not far from her. âEnjoying the day too?â
âCouldnât have asked for a better one.â Evelyn shyly smiled back, not expecting the woman to talk to her or to be so pleasant about it. It instantly lifted her spirits and she dared to slowly sit down a few feet away from her. Even if they didnât talk long this was still a nice spot to sit and relax for an hour or so. With a sip at her own drink and curious glance to what was in the womanâs hands she inquired, âGood read?â
â â ââ Is that Melissa Benoist lurking around New Orleans? No, itâs just Evelyn Ellis a 25-year-old cambion who is hospital technician. I hear that she is persevering and compassionate but also insecure and guarded. Into aftercare and bondage but despises scat and exhibitionism. Evelyn s affiliated with the no one.
With her mother not surviving childbirth and an absent father Evelyn ended up in the foster system since birth, staying in it for her childhood. Learning about her powers on her own while there.
Growing up she was a difficult child, causing her to be moved around from house to house. Very much a problem child that pulled pranks on the other kids and would mean spirited to them when adults werenât looking. Her favorite was scaring and burning them with flames she created because no adults believed the kids when they told on her.
After an incident when she was ten Evelyn was put under special supervision and deemed dangerous to others from all the complaints filled against her.
One couple that specialized in âproblemâ children decided to give her a last chance and the first month there she made it hell. Already knowing theyâd give up on her so she thought to have some fun before it happened.
Only they didnât, even after a year of her behavior they still kept her. The work and time they put into caring and understanding Evelyn changed her. Making her choose to want to be more than what sheâd always been, what she thought she could only ever be.Â
Spending eight years with them shaped Evelyn into the person she is today and once out on her own she hopes to stay true to that.
Evelyn tries to focus on helping people or at least being useful. It helps distract from the more wicked thoughts and wants she has.
While the caring and compassion comes from a real place she worries daily about slip ups, itâs very easy to want to fall back into old habits. It makes her cautious and wary of herself around others at times.
Being a cambion already makes her feel very isolated, she has yet to meet any others of her kind and while a bit fearful of it, itâs also one of her greatest wishes. To feel less alone.
She tries to be friendly and open to others, to fill some of that loneliness and hope any kind of companionship will also keep her grounded. Â
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