“Smack!”
[Send “Smack!” To smack my muse’s bum… Hard. ]
“ OH- MY! “
The Witch wasn’t expecting a rather rough welcome from the Marshal himself. Though since it is the Marshal. She would’ve burned off someones hand if it was anyone else… Good thing she didn’t drop the two small delicate vials containing extreme concentration of aphrodisiac aroma- things would certainly get much rougher.. [Why was she carrying them? We just don’t know] Lightly rubbing her burning bottom cheek, she gave the Marshal a curious raise of her brow. “If this is your way of getting peoples attention- you certainly have mine” She lightly patted his bum in return- “Good to see you too- Cor ~<3 “












