When I think about you....
((Note: Explicit content))
Minnie sat alone in Minerva del Garda's room, her dressing gown wrapped around her, her hair still wet from the bath in which she'd attempted to relax from the disgust of the day. Her fingers caressed her empty throat, aching with loneliness after the brief month or two with Julian gave her a taste of what she'd missed for so long. Then her hand continued down, to personal jewelry that was a little less... publicly displayed. !00% surgical steel.
She relished what Julian could do with that, the
power it gave him over her body, even from across the room, even with outsiders present. Minnie had the self-control to suppress whimpering with need when necessary, even if she couldn't always stop a slight little twitch in her hips.
She ran clean fingers over the jewelry, and pictured getting Julian alone again. Sinking to the floor, crawling to his feet, begging for his touch. Begging as she hadn't since they were teenagers and she was pleading to be taken for the first time. She wanted again to offer her tight little body as the best gift she had for Julian -- Julian, who could grant her ecstasy without lifting a finger.
Lisa's body jewelry was all fake, Minnie could tell, but she wondered if they ever had that kind of fun. Perhaps they did. But it couldn't be the same, could it? Lisa couldn't want to give herself as deeply as Minnie did. Lisa couldn't love Julian more. And Julian... he couldn't possibly care more deeply for the flighty little model he showed off for the cameras than for his Minnie, who tried so hard to serve him.
Right?
...Right.
... Good.
As Minnie let go of her anxieties, she mouthed
Julian silently. She had to keep quiet; screaming out the name of the 'enemy' wouldn't be good for her cover.
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