@mythunderlegion sent | 💋 - a starter where our muses have to kiss to maintain their cover.
Perhaps it had not been the best idea to send Vex’ahlia and Percival on the reconnaissance mission; even with their attempts at a disguise, they stuck out like a sore thumb in the town’s Underbelly. Well, at least Percy did. He stood up too straight, looked far too uncomfortable, too civilized to properly fit in among the drunkards, thieves, and various low lives.
Vex frowned, dropping her gaze from the eye contact of a particularly surly group of men. She was confident they could take them down, but that would defeat the covert part of the mission, and the contract was explicit: the information had to be gathered without them being found out, or else no gold.
And if there was no gold, then what was truly the point?
She could hear a few mutterings as eyes bored into their backs, tracking their every move. dammit.
Thinking quickly, Vex turned abruptly and cornered Percival against a wall, one arm extending above him to rest against the bricks as she leaned in closer than was socially acceptable between two friends. She didn’t have a chance to explain to him what her plan was; doing so would simply add more suspicions anyhow.
Eyes still on them, she leaned in and pressed her lips against Percy’s, letting out a soft moan that she could only hope the passerby could hear. She brought her free hand up to pull at the front of his coat.
After a few seconds, she leaned in to his ear, whispering softly.
“Just go with it. Eyes are on us.”