Who: Bastian and Darcy What: Round 2 of Bastian getting to know more about Darcy When: Thursday early evening, Week 12 Where: The Black-Hyde Mansion, (Se)Bastian's Study Warning: High, since Bastian is a bastard!
Waking up in his study, he noted that he was seated in the comfortable leather chair stairing at the small fire in the fireplace with an amber colored drink in his hands. Bastian took another sip of the drink and smiled at the realization that it was whiskey, his favorite, and a very good year. As he sat there, he swirled the drink in his hand a little and tried to remember what his last conscious memory was. Ah, yes. Darcy. Or more accurately, Darcy sucking him off.
As if his thoughts had magically made her appear, he heard someone in the hallway just outside his open study doors. Turning his head to see exactly who it was, he smiled wickedly. "Just the mouth I was thinking of. Come here and stand in front of me. Be quick about it or feel the wrath of my hand on that plump little ass of yours."