Where in the world is Alice Kirk this time?

“Oh, pleasure, of course.

I wouldn’t dream of mixing the two~”

“Evening~”

“Fuck-“

Alice flinched away, out of surprise as much as arousal.

“I mean- of course~”

There was no sense denying that she was absurdly attracted to Joan. Who, after all, wasn’t?

“I’m sure I could find ways to be comforted~”

“Oh?”

Alice tried to feign indifference, pretending not to notice the gooseflesh trailing Joan’s fingers.

“We both know there’s plenty you could do for me, Joan~”

She craned her head around, looking up at the French princess.

“I’d be happy to accept the invitation, of course~”

Alice giggled, her cheeks turning pink.

“Oh, Joan, you certainly know what to say to the ladies~”

She sat up straight, crossing one leg over the other and feigning poise

“And just what might this humble public servant do for you~?”

Good morning, your royal highness ~

Wh-

Hey!

Good morning, ladies~

The dolls.

They love my big eyes.

Among other things.

❝A woman written in mystery is worth a curiosity trip.❞
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⚔️On a journey of finding herself.
⚔️Hoping to find her special someone.
⚔️ Certified Badass.
⚔️ #DSVerse
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Ask nicely and I’ll let you borrow it.

“You know, I might need some help keeping this all… polished~”

“Good~”

Good god-

“Am I distracting you?”

So much to discuss.

Each other. Their future. Their mutual friend.

And no one she’d rather be here with right now~

Dinner with someone special
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“God-

You’re perfect~”

“Of course you can~

I’d be delighted…”

“Maybe the Harris woman made some points.”

Come on, Daddy~

Use your big girl words~

Alice giggled, pulling her top off and tossing it aside.

She lay back, resting on her elbows, one hand beckoning Gunnhild closer.

“Come on then, tiger. Come get your present~”

A very merry Christmas to all her people.

Hopefully Santa brought everyone something nice!

Feeling frisky on Christmas~

I know someone who could provide a shiny dress like that ~

“Property…” she murmured happily, eyes half-shut with lust and excitement.

“I’m all yours…”

Turning to face Cirice, she threw her arms around her neck, pulling her close for a long, slow kiss.