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—Talk about what ?

—Whatever Doll. You're in charge here.

Whatever, really? Lilith licks her lips, suddenly thirsty again. Rhea just gave her the perfect opportunity.

—Okay. Let's see... What's your sexuality maybe ?

Lilith swallows hard. The silence is so loud for a few seconds that she can hear her heart beating in her chest.

Then a laughter. An explosive, deep laughter.

—Wow Doll, did you really thought it was slick ? If you're interested in me just say so.

Fuck. She got caught. What was she supposed to say now ?

Lilith got no idea. She feels ridiculous.
Rhea interrupts her thoughts :

—How about we put our cameras on and you see if you like the view?

What ? Cameras ?

Lilith looks at herself. She doesn't look really good at the moment : her eyeliner is a little smudged, her lips look dry and the short she's wearing looks suddenly really ugly on her. And there's a ton of clothes on the floor.

—Don't think about it too much Doll. Just go with the flow.

Lilith applies quickly some chapstick and change the color of the LEDs. She pushes her clothes in the darkness.

—Okay let's do it, she whispers.

And they both turn their cameras on.

Well actually no. Lilith does. But not Rhea.

—I... Is there a problem Rhea.

—Yes Doll there is. You didn't say please.

—What ? You're the one who had this idea why should I~

Rhea interrupts her, her voice slightly deeper, slightly bossier.

—You need to say please. Say please Doll.

Lilith feels her cheeks burn again. But this time from embarrassment. She feels like a little puppet. Her mouth opens, as Lilith forgets about the pieces of dignity she still had just some seconds ago.

—...Please Rhea turn your camera on.

And finally, Rhea does.

Oh my God, thinks Lilith. What the actual fuck.

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