Who: Lust (redhots) & Baby Infidelity When: Monday afternoon. 12/28 Where: The Libera/Vale residence What: A quiet little bonding moment
It took a great deal of getting used to, this whole motherhood thing. But at least it was getting a little easier as the days rolled by, and Lust was acclimating herself little by little to their little abomination. There was far less time that she watched from afar, and more spent with their daughter, something that earned her more than one odd look from Nybras on those mornings after he had taken the time to see to the far less pleasant duties.
This particular afternoon found Lust and her daughter sprawled out in bed, the baby gurgling and blowing bubbles while she was once more reading through the pile of papers that Des had given her for Christmas. A fierce sense of pride warmed the Sin, tilting her lips upward as she carefully read the scrawling plans again, occasionally reaching over to tickle her fingernails across the child's belly. Chubby little hands and pink stockinged feet kicked and flailed with the attention, the locket Des had gifted their little girl clutched firmly in her hand. She might have been far too little yet to wear it, but it seemed right to let her have it when Desmond wasn't there, or just at any time, so that she gained that extra bit of familiarity. Extending a finger, Lust traced the edge of the locket, feeling the warm thrum of Des's power emanating from the charm. It took some effort, but she pulled forth a little of her Hellfire, and twined it with Des's, infusing it into the locket as well. It was barely noticeable in comparison to that of her lover's, but Lust added to it bit by bit as she accumulated any of her own power back.
The baby only gurgled louder and got even more excited, her mother's workings making her little hand tingle, thinking it all a fine game indeed. Even Lust couldn't help herself, drained from the small exercise, but her daughter's amusement was infectious. Carefully shuffling Des's plans into a pile and setting them aside, she turned her full attention on the little girl.
"What say you, poppet? Should we see if Uncle Drew wants to come keep you company so maman and Papa can have an evening out? We'll find you a pretty dress and get you all dolled up too, it'll be good practice for later, would it not?" Tilting her head to the side, Lust contemplated her daughter as if she were expecting a response, but stranger still was the fact that the girl had stilled briefly while she spoke, and stared back at her solemnly before breaking back into that toothless grin of hers, fat little arms waving about as if giving her approval, punctuated with a few spit bubbles.
Wrinkling her nose in distaste, Lust had already given in that there were some things that she just wasn't going to be able to get used to, but it could have been worse, she supposed. Cautiously she mopped up the drool with a towel kept handy for just that reason, she tsk'ed the little girl.
"Hardly ladylike, poppet. We'll have to work on that, among other things." Glancing up to see the tease of red silk hanging in her closet, the prospect of shopping again turned her attention from her scolding into far more pleasant things. "Maybe we'll find something that'll match maman's pretties, give Uncle Drew and Papa both a run for their money. How does that sound, my poppet?"
Baby gurgles and giggles answered in response, as the Sin and her daughter plotted together.