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written text, backdated to mid august

Date: 2018-09-17 02:43 am (UTC)
streetsweeper: (тридцать пять)
From: [personal profile] streetsweeper
Eve, it's Anya.

I just wanted to let you know that my plan didn't quite go as I wanted it to, but it lead to the same place, so I suppose it worked out in the end.

Re: written text, backdated to mid august

Date: 2018-09-17 04:07 am (UTC)
streetsweeper: (девять)
From: [personal profile] streetsweeper
No, I'm not uncomfortable at all. I'd really like to talk to someone about it.

Are you busy? It might be easier to talk in person.

[action]

Date: 2018-09-17 04:08 am (UTC)
streetsweeper: (четырнадцать)
From: [personal profile] streetsweeper
I'll be right there.

[ Have a knock on the door, Eve! ]

Re: [action]

Date: 2018-09-17 05:21 am (UTC)
streetsweeper: (семьдесят один)
From: [personal profile] streetsweeper
Hi, Eve.

[ Anya stepped in and accepted a hug; she really did like Eve, and thought that if she could have had a sister, she'd want a sister like her. And while her not-quite-planned evening had gone well, she was still a little emotionally rocky, and the comfort was nice. ]

That will be nice, thank you.

Re: [action]

Date: 2018-09-17 04:52 pm (UTC)
streetsweeper: (тридцать восемь)
From: [personal profile] streetsweeper
[ Anya sat down on the edge of the bed, holding the glass she'd been given in both hands, fidgeting nervously with the stem. ]

I. Well. Like I said, it didn't quite go as planned.

I got careless on my way home from work, and I tripped into a clutch of the red flowers.

Date: 2018-09-18 04:00 am (UTC)
streetsweeper: (шестьдесят шесть)
From: [personal profile] streetsweeper
Well, not immediately, I--I wasn't even sure what had happened at first. I couldn't see well. But by the time I got back to the castle, I could, ah, tell.

[ She blushed and shifted on the bed so that she could press her back to one of the bedposts and tuck her legs up to her chest. ]

I was afraid I might do something I would regret, so I asked Gleb if he would help me.

Date: 2018-09-19 10:23 pm (UTC)
streetsweeper: (пятьдесят два)
From: [personal profile] streetsweeper
[ Anya laughed softly at Eve's enthusiasm, finally helping herself to a sip of the wine Eve had poured for her. ]

It's funny, we...we don't know each other well, but. We come from the same place, the same time. We speak the same language. It's...there's a certain kind of comfort in that, you know?

[ Maybe not, maybe it was silly, but it was how Anya felt. And she felt connected to Gleb in some way she couldn't describe. Something about him tugged at her, and it was both compelling, and terrifying. ]

He was so careful. I felt...safe.

[ She paused, then wrinkled her nose a little and ducked her head with a soft giggle. ]

I might have been a little insatiable, but he kept up.

Date: 2018-09-19 10:33 pm (UTC)
streetsweeper: (шестьдесят один)
From: [personal profile] streetsweeper
Oh. I don't know.

[ Her face turned an even deeper shade of pink as she huffed a soft, sheepish laugh. ]

I...liked being kissed. I liked the way he kissed me. And all the places he kissed me.

Date: 2018-09-20 10:54 pm (UTC)
streetsweeper: (шестьдесят пять)
From: [personal profile] streetsweeper
Oh, goodness, no. I--couldn't think straight enough to even think about it.

[ She laughed again, fidgeting at the memory. ]

Besides, he--he might not like it, me telling him what to do. I don't know.

Date: 2018-09-22 07:48 pm (UTC)
streetsweeper: (семь)
From: [personal profile] streetsweeper
[ Strangely, even though Anya had spent an entire night having a lot of sex with Gleb, she couldn't say for sure what he liked. Tea? Order? She didn't even know what it was about her that he liked. Did he have a soft spot for street sweepers? Petite women? Blondes? Frightened girls he wanted to protect? It was all a mystery.

She could just ask, but honestly, who did that? ]


Oh. Um. Y-yes. I did.

...A few times, actually.

Date: 2018-09-27 03:29 am (UTC)
streetsweeper: (пятьдесят два)
From: [personal profile] streetsweeper
Oh, please don't.

[ Anya ducked her head and hid her face behind her hand for a moment. ]

I don't even know what he--what he's thinking. It all happened so fast.

Date: 2018-09-27 10:00 pm (UTC)
streetsweeper: (шестьдесят четыре)
From: [personal profile] streetsweeper
I don't think I was amazing.

But...maybe he would? Like to do it again. I don't know. It seemed...he seemed like he...liked it.

Date: 2018-10-03 02:06 am (UTC)
streetsweeper: (пятнадцать)
From: [personal profile] streetsweeper
[ Anya is now roughly the same shade as the wine that they're drinking. ]

Y-yes. At least, I'm--fairly sure he did? I would have known if he didn't, right? It isn't--I mean. It's an o-obvious thing.

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