!!0fEYB5hrFn3 10/04/10(Mon)02:54 No.12321652|
Somehow, things spiral wildly out of control. What begins with her cold chaste kiss becomes something much, much more. ‘Oh Emperor, where did she learn to kiss like this,’ you wonder, before you realize she’s probing your mind to find out what you like. She’s a little sloppy at kissing, as if she hasn’t had a lot of practice. It doesn’t matter though, as you realize the implications that she is inside your head, and can tell how you feel about her. All those times you were creeped out, all the times you were glad to be gone of her, she probably knows about it. And yet she’s still kissing you. Man, she does have issues if she still wants to do this with you. Yet she isn’t the only one, you note. After all, you’re doing it too. Still after so long in the Inquisition, where you’re lucky to get laid, and if you do it could be with someone who’s part of a genestealer cult, it’s only natural to do this with the first girl who comes onto you. Right?
It quickly gets even more out of hand, as the two of you move back towards the desk, and you throw everything off and throw her down on it. You look down at her, and she makes another of her creepy, predatory smiles. Still scares the shit out of you, but by now you just don’t care.
An hour later, the two of you lie naked in your big comfy chair. You sit there, holding her, wondering what the fuck just happened. Nuzzles your neck, and you cease to care for a moment.
Then, suddenly, the door opens. In comes your seneschal, flanked by Ripley and Gabriel. For a moment, time stops. The trio stares at the two of you, while you stare back. Invidia, either oblivious or just not caring, continues to nuzzle you. Time resumes, and in one brief moment, the seneschal face palms while Ripley simultaneously give you a silent thumbs up and Gabriel just cocks his head to the side.
End Part 3