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”Ah! I see!” There is a nod of approval as she enthuses.
”A perfume, sounds exquisite!” Which girl doesn’t like perfumes?
”Wertheimer?” The name did rang some bells, the Succubus’ memory goes back almost a century… Chanel N5.
The Ravager raises a curious eyebrow, could they be talking serious?
”Chanel?” There was cautious curiosity, almost as if she knew better.
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"SHHHHHH!"
Wide eyes give Velma a look of mock outrage.
"I said it was a secret. We could get in big trouble for being in a conversation with that word!" she laughed.
Her arm moved slightly, the gloved hand drifting from the man's leg to the Daeva's waist.
"Would you... like to smell it?"
So naughty.
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”Hmmm!” There was a fake hint of hesitation, her eyes glancing through the kine woman’s eyes.
”Sure!” And then an enthusiastic acceptance at the offer of the shared secret, the perfume…
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Amanda gives her man a questioning look, and he shrugs good-naturedly.
"Well, you already offered," he teases.
He rearranges himself, drawing a silver atomizer out of his pocket. Amanda jumps slightly, and removes her arm from Velma, leaning over to her clutch.
"Victor's asking where we are," she mutters in way of explanation as she checks her phone.
The man reaches around to spray the atomizer at Velma, bracing himself with an arm on the back of the couch. As he sprays, his arm slips and he dips forward, bringing the atomizer closer.
It's... nice. It's not epic, but nice. Vanilla and citrus blend together as the spray envelopes the beautiful Daeva's face.
Martha hears it, again. ( Chrisie )
k-k-k-k-kreeee
Not from her phone, but through the distance that separates her from Velma, the deafening sound is now reminiscent of high-pitched sizzle rocks that fade away like an old camera flash.
"Oh, shit, I'm sorry," the man says, looking embarrassed. A hand comes up to wipe at the petite features of Velma's face, a thumb lingering on her lower lip.
Amanda is still looking at her phone, then puts it away.
"It's nothing special at first," she explains. "But the formula evolves. The odors change throughout the day. It's a morning, day, and evening perfume. It starts out lively, then..."
As she looks back over at the other two, she starts laughing.
"Jesus, Christian. You going to wipe her tits off next?"
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Velma was expecting to have it on the back of her wrist, but no, he had to spray the perfume all over.
But all was ok. Velma laughed softly when Christian’s arm slipped. She threw a devilish smile at the man, if she could tease him just a bit more why wouldn't she?
”It’s ok!”
When Amanda turns back from her phone to make her observation the Succubus simply laughs in good spirits.
”It really does smell nice!” The Ravager inhales twice as if confirming her statement.
”Lively as you said!”
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Sorry for the delay, I just wanted to give Chrisie time to respond if she was able. Adjusting to possibility Martha will be MiA.
As Amanda puts her phone away, Velma catches a glimpse of... something. Dots, rapidly appearing on the small screen -- assembling into an image as they continue to appear and grow more dense.
Christian's hand has finished lingering on Velma's face, fallen down to the line between her neck and small shoulder. The hand is still, but the fingers are not, drifting casually over her collarbone. He hasn't really retreated from the proximity his 'slip' has given him, either.
"So, what do you think? Launch party?" Amanda asks. Her eyes twinkle mischievously as they track Christian's hand.
"Or should we be talking about a private party?"
What Velma sees
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As Christian begun to pass his fingers through her neckline the Succubus gently lifted her shoulder inviting him to follow through.
The image in the cellphone had let her intrigued for a reason or another… she was no expert in technology but that seemed advanced and definitely not something you could download from the appstore. The Succubus took note of where and how she stored the phone.
Her attention diverted from Christian to Amanda.
”Launch party sounds excellent…” She enthused while allowing something to linger unsaid.
Her head turns again to the man, this time grey blue eyes locking into his for a moment until the Ravager allowed a soft giggle to escape.
”Private party sounds better!”
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