Never thought I'd see myself wearing something like this~? Humming as she thrust those dainty digits through her dark mane and fluffed it out behind her, Nikki Marcello couldn't help but admire the way in which her well pearled knitwear seemed to roll down her frame and cover oh so little of it as she waited in the bedroom, and idly found herself lost in a little fantasy of times which she hoped would not take too long coming.
I can only imagine her face when she gets home~? Those eyes are gonna jut about a mile out of her skull, right? Decorating herself rather spectacularly in a sweater which left surprisingly little to the imagination and very little else for the benefit of the blonde she expected home in little more than a moment now, the black beauty had wondered whether or not the fire between herself and her fair haired fellow femme would have survived her decision to invite the girl with the green gaze to live with her, but was happy to note that it had not only lingered but in fact thrived. There was so much more room for creativity with a 'captive audience', wasn't there?
Shit, getting dark already? Hope she isn't too late~? Craving her companionship all the more now and a liar if she said she hadn't started to feel like something was missing from her life when the two were separated, even if she wouldn't easily admit that of course, Nikki would only pout as she noticed the dimness overwhelming the area beyond her window, and flopped onto softness of the mattress next to her because of such an observation.
Be rude to keep a gal like me waiting, right~? Wiggling that pert and none too small peachy behind her as she hugged her pillow, she couldn't help but puff her cheeks with a sense of impatience as she awaited the arrival of her emerald eyed enchantress more eagerly than ever before, and batted those lashes along with it. For certain, with her fire so well stoked now, that girl was going to pay if she turned up late, and she knew just the way, now didn’t she~?