Mary Anne -- Room M-16

[lady_moon]

Mary Anne lets them into the room, which has been kept clean, of course, but it has that unlived in feeling about it. Moon wanders about a little, her bare feet moving easily over the floor. She plops onto the bed and crosses her legs.

Her posture is different.

It's coy.

It's inviting.

It's... sensual... sexual.

"I've learned new tricks," she says again. "Indy... taught me things. About myself."

Her green eyes follow Mary Anne, calculating and wanton.

Moon was certainly in a Mood.

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[lady_moon]

Her legs part as she twists Mary Anne's hair around her fingers, giving a gentle, playful tug. Moon wasn't completely impatient, but she was impatient enough.

"Pretty queen," she purrs at her.

[song_tra_bong]

Mary Anne laughs softly.

"Flattery will get you everywhere, don't worry."

At which point her fingers stop teasing and start applying a little pressure.

[lady_moon]

Moon gasps, her back arching just a little off the bed.

"Then I should do it... more often."

[song_tra_bong]

She grins.

"It would probably be to your advantage."

She kisses Moon's cheek as her fingers settle into a rhythm.

[lady_moon]

She moans softly, her fingers tugging at Mary Anne's hair, and her hips move in time to the rhythm. Her eyes flutter as she gets closer, surprised by the intensity of what she felt.