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The sweet, delicious smell of a crockpot of mischief forming. Both Azariah and Lily had their value in that. Azariah, the shapeshifter, the one who can be in different forms. Imagine the chaos. And now Lily. Sweet, succulent Lily. The purr of her name on Chariselle's lips was just right, like a kiss that left you wanting more.

And boy, did Chariselle want more. [color=00FFFF]“Gorgeous. High praise coming from someone who looks like...you.”[/color] Oh, this one bites back. Venom laced with sugar. Chariselle glanced at Azariah, wondering if they thought the same of this new face. She interrupted something, evidently. Did she care? Not one fucking bit. After all Chariselle was made to be seen and heard and no matter of wall, personal or not, would stop her.

[color=00FFFF]“You can call me Lily, or whatever you’d want. I’m easy,”[/color] the kitten paused to sip her beverage before continuing, [color=00FFFF]“like that,”[/color]

Yes, this one was trouble with a capital T. And she was Mayhem incarnate so the two of them had to be friends. Call it fate, call it horniness, call it a fucking spade, but Chariselle had met a match for her. [color=#de9b8f]"Lily, then, an absolute pleasure. Were you named after the flower or is it short for Lilith, she of demonic origin? Either way, consider me intrigued."[/color] Chariselle noticed Lily's gaze centered on something else that wasn't her and, quite frankly, that could not be. So Chariselle turned to see, well, let's call it what it is....a sex show. Two people getting it on at the bar despite the crowd. Chariselle recognized the woman, seeing her before and falling slightly in love, now more so given her bold nature.

Credit where credit is due.

The man she was hooking up with though, not handsome in the traditional sense to be sure. Cute, but one wouldn't exactly write poems about him. He was like that nerd in high school you flirted with to get your term papers done so you can be off doing better things like doing Carter Maverick, the school's star quarterback, and having him take you to prom so you can be Prom Queen and dump him shortly after (he's working at McDonalds now, so bullet dodged there).

Chariselle continued to eye the show as it neared it's end and Lily brought up potentially not coming. [color=#de9b8f]"Well, I for one am glad you did. It doesn't seem like it's going to be boring here, if that was any indication. I'm no prude, but I think fun times like that should be...intimate,"[/color] she said as she rubbed Azariah's arm. [color=#de9b8f]"Don't you think love?"[/color] She was addressing either of them. 

[color=#de9b8f]"I could use a drink after that show. The thirst is real. Where did you say you got it from? Perhaps you can lead me there?"[/color] she said, proffering a hand. Either way, she needed to imbibe something. 


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