Once her suitcases were stuffed she laid on the cold floor in a heap of exhaustion, "Holy hell that was harder then I'd thought it'd be."
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Lúa laid sprawled out comfortably on the jet seat, Aleksei's neck pillow plopping up her head, Emil's sunglasses on.The poor guys never stood a chance, the moment they'd gotten on the flight she'd "confiscated" the material. Ambrose, not one to be left on out, throwing his blanket over her.
It took everything in him not to laugh at the small women, looking like a sleep deprived undercover actor.
"I should make you feed me grapes and drown me in wine for having me up at this ungodly hour" she exaggerated loudly, pushing the glasses down a bit to rest on the bridge of her nose.
Ambrose looked over from the movie playing and reached onto the table plopping a grape from the rest and rolling it against Lúa's tongue. The women was startled to say the least, she'd never expected him to take her teasing seriously.
Nor did she expect the feel of the corners of rough fingers on her tongue to have her blushing. bless the cover, she thought quickly chewing the grape and turning away from him.
Ambrose shrugged plopping one in his own mouth, Aleksei chuckling at the two's interaction, Emil sleep against the other seat.
Lúa knew she should have sat in the other lone seat with a buzzing Myron, the boy jamming out to god knows what with his head phone on.
The first thing they did when landing was drop their bags off in the large house, Lúa thought she'd be able to come down from her jet leg. How wrong she was, everyone besides her seemed completely fine, and thus she was dragged to some restaurant all dressy dressy when she should be resty resty.
"Do you seen anything you like?" Emil asked not bothering to glance over the menu himself, it seemed only Lúa and Myron were actually using them. Lúa put up a two asking for two more minutes to think.
Myron eyes furrowed in concentration, before he nudged Lúa. She looked over at him, "hmm?"
"Get what you want because este señor pagarao todo" (this gentlemen will pay for everything)
Lúa eyes shined in amusement, "Si, él me dijo lo" (yes, he told me so)
Ambrose looked curiously between the two, "What'd you say?"
Emil looked completely content, even knowing the two were probably talking about him. He just enjoyed the good atmosphere at the table.
Aleksei squeezing Ambrose's hand when he glared at the two childishly for refusing to tell him.
It wasn't until Lúa had settled for letting Emil order something for both her and Myron that the two latters realized something. They were extremely bored.
And when boredom strikes it often leads to trouble, the last time Lúa got bored she'd ended up hogtied on the bed by her old lovers.
So she looked around the table eyes calculating who she was about to bother, Ambrose way too easy an target. Aleksei too carefree, he'd probably laugh her off. Emil it was.
She scooted over a bit, pushing herself into Ambrose's side as he'd plunged himself next to her. Looking toward the approaching waitress Lúa slid her pantyhosed foot out of her heels and slowly slid it up the side of Emil's leg.
He'd effectively stopped in the middle of listing their orders and shot a quick glare around the table. Originally his eyes landed on Ambrose but as the man was busy thumb wrestling Myron leaning and over Lúa, his eyes went a bit wide before he just shook his head.
"Bad Girl"

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Cerulean Heart (Polyfidelity) (MxMxW) (In progress)
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