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Darcy Lewis (onlydarcy) wrote in childofeden_rp,

Darcy noticed the appraising look she received and blushed, unused to wearing anything so pretty. It was a dangerous trap to fall into, becoming accustomed to such great treatment from Sebastian and potentially forgetting that she was a slave, or believing that life wasn't so bad with someone else providing for her.

Aside from not having rights, or her freedom.

After a moment's consideration, Darcy sat on the couch, deciding that it was best to appear comfortable around her Master and to hopefully become comfortable as well. Nothing but time and effort would allow that.

Darcy accepted the drink with a smile and polite thanks. Though no stranger to alcohol, she'd rarely possessed the disposable income required to throw it away on frivolous things. She also doubted she'd ever had anything Sebastian would drink.

She took a sip, tasting the citrus covering the harsher sting of liquor, and nodded her approval. "This is good," she said, looking over at him. "What is it?"