She falls silent herself, caught between practicality and a romantic picture of the three piled together in bed like a litter of puppies. If two of the puppies were incestuous twin brothers and the other was no blood relation.
Her tea lifts to her lips but lowers listlessly without a single sip taken to its tray. "It'd be nice not to sleep alone," she mumbles in her tiniest voice yet.
Oh- he almost suggested giving her a room of her own for the night... "I won't be offended if you want to stay with Edward." And being a weenie, it wouldn't be any trouble at all. "Or we...could all share, with you in the middle..."
Sleeping alone after a nice round of sex is her least favorite part of one night stands, closely followed by the dull expressions of someone who'd expected her to leave by morning. Paloma wants badly, badly to experience something new.
She's cringing until he makes his second offer, and she stuffs her trembling hands into her lap to disguise them.
"Could we?" The embroidery on her dress is just fascinating.
"Yes, of course, I wouldn't offer otherwise." For something less intimate and all he would, but being as he thinks it's wrong to even sleep in the same bed, he wouldn't give that as an empty offer.
"Hell yes we can." Naturally Hyde is enthusiastic. "What else is a king size bed for, right?"
Her mouth tugs up st the corners in what might dare to be a smile, or blossom into one given time. The knots in her gut don't pull so taut.
Paloma enjoys a more moderate sip of her hot toddy now that the dilemma of where and how to sleep is resolved. Hyde's almost too enthusiastic... "I do literally mean sleep. The other part... we should take baby steps, you know?" A severe look at the snake charmer who's already been in her panties.
"I know, I know." He'd like it to be a sex pile though.
"You need to learn at least a little self-restraint, it should be a good exercise for you." He says it with a little smile, warming up enough to poke fun at his brother.
The jab is intended for Edward but applies just as well to Paloma, who ramps up the ladylike table manners in an effort to appear above reproach. Restraint? Like how she and Jekyll nearabout fucked at the hotel?
"Yes," she chimes in, avoiding their eyes. "Well! We can figure out more rules as we go, right? Let's eat those leftovers and turn in!"
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Her tea lifts to her lips but lowers listlessly without a single sip taken to its tray. "It'd be nice not to sleep alone," she mumbles in her tiniest voice yet.
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She's cringing until he makes his second offer, and she stuffs her trembling hands into her lap to disguise them.
"Could we?" The embroidery on her dress is just fascinating.
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"Hell yes we can." Naturally Hyde is enthusiastic. "What else is a king size bed for, right?"
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Paloma enjoys a more moderate sip of her hot toddy now that the dilemma of where and how to sleep is resolved. Hyde's almost too enthusiastic... "I do literally mean sleep. The other part... we should take baby steps, you know?" A severe look at the snake charmer who's already been in her panties.
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"You need to learn at least a little self-restraint, it should be a good exercise for you." He says it with a little smile, warming up enough to poke fun at his brother.
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"Yes," she chimes in, avoiding their eyes. "Well! We can figure out more rules as we go, right? Let's eat those leftovers and turn in!"