@whoxyouxhate said: “ everyone is downstairs… ~ take your pants off ” (From FEater @ Whoever)
"I-... Why would I do that?" Victorian tang carried Merrill's tone as she looked across the room to FEater before eyes WIDENED in realization of JUST WHAT the movie star was asking for. "Oh- Ohh..." GULP. "Can we really do that? Here? Now? But what if they come upstairs? I barely even know you. And I wouldn't even know what to do with, well, anything really..." Merrill had lived a very LONESOME childhood. Being one of the few to show any semblance of ORIGINIUM ARTS in her family and, worse, ACTIVELY PURSUING the secrets behind exactly WHAT Originium even WAS. They'd shunned her. Cast her out. Perhaps that was for the best? Better to do it NOW than when she was inevitably INFECTED. And yet despite knowing the inevitable was coming, Merrill CONTINUED her research. Research that had carried her all across the world and through all manner of cultures. All the way to this very bedroom, it so seemed, with esteemed actress FEater. As a member of RHODES ISLAND. Soooo... What now? "Sorry. I'm rambling." ... "I'm very nervous." And still rambling. "I'm not used to people coming onto me..." Nor had she ever actually considered the fact that it would be a GIRL who finally did. If her family didn't like that she was getting all mixed up in Originium, they were DEFINITELY going to peed off if she was to ever actually sleep with another woman. Wait. What? Was she actually? ...Considering it? Blush LIT UP her features. "I-I'm terribly sorry. I'm not sure if I can... It's... That's not. It's not you. Really. It's. It's me. Sorry. I'm... Rambling... Again..." Not that she'd actually STOPPED. "You're VERY beautiful..." Mixed signals much? Hands fiddled nervously as thighs rubbed together. That was nerves, too... Right? “I’ve never been hit on before...” That HAD TO BE the reason for the arousal gathering in her panties. Had to be. And the racing of her heart. And...