[Disgusting... In the moment, it felt... Admittedly amazing, and it was admittedly a relief to her, but there’s an air of guilt hanging over her as she gets her bearings and tries to tidy herself up enough to return home, pulling off her wet clothes and substituting them with some other, ragged looking clothing she must have left here before she left to live with Vell. They stick to her body uncomfortably, but. She can fix that easily, with a shower back home,
How... Did she let this happen? She... Has no idea how Lady or the other two would feel about this, she... Admittedly doesn’t truly understand how relationships like these work, but... She feels more ashamed over the fact that she had just willingly fucked a near complete stranger. She isn’t sure what had happened-- First they’d been fighting, just like they’d done once before, rolling in the snow, exchanging blows, and suddenly her lips were on his and then... She shuddered and pushes the memory of just how good all of that felt. She especially pushes away the memory of the things he’d said to her. Part of her Enjoyed being spoken to like that, but most of her detested that she hadn’t raked him across the eyes for it.
But. She’s home now, wandering the halls-- Or rather slinking down the halls to the closest bathroom. She’s dressed well now, her clothes only looking slightly ruffled, but her messy hair and the unmistakable stench of sex that hangs off of her, and not to mention several hickeys, betrays the action she just got. She can only pray that nobody catches her on her trek to the bathroom.]