Miho's Room

[twiststheblade]

(OOC: from here)

Miho pushes open the door, and backs into the room, smiling, eyes dark. There is a tiny drop of blood on her lower lip, and she licks it off, red tongue flickering briefly.

The room is sparse, the main piece of furniture being a huge futon in the middle of the room, low posts at it's corners. The window is open, but the room is only pleasantly cool. There's an ashtray and a crumpled soft-pack on the windowsill, but those are the only signs of clutter.

"Coming in?"

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[princessjosiane.livejournal.com]

There's laughter in her voice, and she kisses the girl's nose. "You can call me Josie."

[twiststheblade]

Miho giggles and ducks her head, lips resting briefly in the smudged hollow of the woman's throat.

"Nice to meet you. I'm Miho."

There's a contented sigh, and she pulls a soft comforter over both of them, for damp bodies are uncomfortable in the cool room. She wraps her arms around Josie, and makes a small catlike sound.

"Stay for a bit, if you like."

[princessjosiane.livejournal.com]

Josie smiles and curls into Miho, reveling in the soft against the rough. "For a bit."

And she does.