|Sara (beautyfulevil) wrote in phoenix_flies,|
@ 2008-03-21 00:49:00
My darling, my life, my love, the fire in my soul burns for you eternally.
The stars that shine in the sky are pale compared to your illuminating beauty.
Your smile sets my mind at ease each day.
Please... please say you'll marry me?
I think this belongs to you.
It was sent to me by mistake.
Cheesy poetry, by the way.
Who is this?
Who wants to know? And don't fuck with me, you won't live to regret it.
I am the Maroon Knight. Who are you?
You may call me... Princess Petals.
It is rather stupid, to be quite honest.
In the middle of summer holiday, there was never anything to do – as I'm sure you know. Demon and Toadboy came by. We started drinking Firewhiskey and just generally making arses of ourselves in front of each other.
None of us had ever been together – save for one kiss between Demon and I when we were kids; nothing special, mind you. The thought had crossed my mind about having my way with both of the boys at once. I wasn't sure how they would take it; but I knew that my chance was now or never.
I gave them my request; for a night with both of them. It was strange, thinking back, how eagerly they agreed to the tryst. Perhaps they had been together before without telling me – which wasn't fair. Because, of course, best mates know everything about each other.
Where was I? Oh yes, the tryst. It was amazing. Both guys were attentive to my needs – taking extra care to make sure I was satisfied completely before they were. Such nice boys. We stayed in bed for what seemed like days, learning about each other's bodies and what we craved; each finding out more about ourselves than we thought possible.
Now that I've told you about my first experience, tell me yours.
Would you please be my date for the Gala this weekend at the Parkinson Estate?
Yes. Meet me at on the balcony at nine. I will be the one by the peace lilies.