(( 19. Your character walking in on mine masturbating. I’m so sorry >.> ))
Bralyna had gone to see The Lady Devonshire and see to the guns, just as the had agreed, she just didn’t realize how late she had gone until the night full of wine and whispers about men love and anything else they could think of hit her as she stood to go. The lady, still laughing elegantly if not down right hysterically still at the punch Bralyna had thrown the night before gasped as the very drunk Gunner tried her hand at leaving. “ Oh no, you are not going anywhere in this shape. you have a room and I insist you use it. “
The girl was to inebriated to fight and she nodded, giggling as she was lead to the room and shown all that was their for her to indulge in. Lotions and perfumes, robes of just about any color and fabric she wished, she even had her own bathroom attached. Sobering some at the sight of it all , she decided to fully indulge in a night back within noble walls.
She undressed, a bit clumsily and managed to make her way to the bath room to draw the bath water and soak, for quite a long time in the heat of the water. Pink from soaking in the water far to long, her cheeks flushed and her tiny form properly warmed up she took to the room again after drying and just placing the shirt and Panties given her for a fresh set of clothes. She marveled at how the lady seemed to have know her size perfectly, but shook her head and moved to the bed slowly, still taking it all in.
Sitting on the bed with a leg tucked under her she grabbed a bottle of lotion, one that smelled of roses, and she began smoothing into her still damp skin. It had been ages since Bralyna pampered herself like this and for once she was feeling very much like a woman, Soft, sensual, and when her eyes closed it was almost instantly he came into her mind once again. She had just seen his likeness on the wall not long before, it was not a surprise really.
She leaned back, her hands traveling lazily along her form before dipping into the fresh silk resting between her legs. Her imagination going so heavily she did not even notice when Anatheliea walked in to make sure she was settled alright, before going to bed herself. Bralyna jumped, grabbing the blankets quickly to cover herself before turning a bright red face to the Lady and stammering lightly “I - -uhm- ..Fucking fel, ..” She finally stammered as her face went into her hands, peeking through cracked fingers at her with a smirk and a light shrug.