*Please note this story is told entirely from Melodia's POV. The words and views expressed are not my own as the player.
Sunrise -
The light intruded upon her sleep and her dark red eyes blinked open slowly, a soft wincing moan slipping from her lips, her hair strewn to the side. She was naked save for the arm of the other woman draped over her back. She was passed out, that one. An Elezen and for the life of her, Melodia couldn't recall her name. She always struggled with that part. The intimacy, lust and sex came easy.....was the names she had a tough time with. She could see this same woman a week from now and she'd look the part of a fool trying to recall her name.
Gently slipping out of the bed she fixed the blankets over the Elezen and quietly slipped her clothing on, her camise top and a skirt that was far too short. She looked every part the woman she'd become over time: a whore. Though to be fair, she thought to herself. Those ones charge money. She did the act simply out of the enjoyment. At least that's what she told herself as she slipped her boots on. Glancing back at the sleeping woman she sighed. She'd been a beautiful partner and maybe they'd run into one another again. She never forgot a face. Names maybe.
But never a face.
She walked to the mirror and fixed her hair with her hands and her eyes looked almost sad as she looked at the woman in the glass looking back at her. She shook her head at the stranger their and reapplied her lipstick before turning to gather her belongings in her handbag. She paused at the door and blew the sleeping woman a kiss, a soft whisper, "Ye were amazin' love..." She opened the door quietly slipping out into the Quicksand and heading to the Chocobo porter outside. She needed to get home quickly to make breakfast.
Her wife was to wake soon and she enjoyed being there for the start of the day. And it was a busy day ahead of her.
Sunrise -
The light intruded upon her sleep and her dark red eyes blinked open slowly, a soft wincing moan slipping from her lips, her hair strewn to the side. She was naked save for the arm of the other woman draped over her back. She was passed out, that one. An Elezen and for the life of her, Melodia couldn't recall her name. She always struggled with that part. The intimacy, lust and sex came easy.....was the names she had a tough time with. She could see this same woman a week from now and she'd look the part of a fool trying to recall her name.
Gently slipping out of the bed she fixed the blankets over the Elezen and quietly slipped her clothing on, her camise top and a skirt that was far too short. She looked every part the woman she'd become over time: a whore. Though to be fair, she thought to herself. Those ones charge money. She did the act simply out of the enjoyment. At least that's what she told herself as she slipped her boots on. Glancing back at the sleeping woman she sighed. She'd been a beautiful partner and maybe they'd run into one another again. She never forgot a face. Names maybe.
But never a face.
She walked to the mirror and fixed her hair with her hands and her eyes looked almost sad as she looked at the woman in the glass looking back at her. She shook her head at the stranger their and reapplied her lipstick before turning to gather her belongings in her handbag. She paused at the door and blew the sleeping woman a kiss, a soft whisper, "Ye were amazin' love..." She opened the door quietly slipping out into the Quicksand and heading to the Chocobo porter outside. She needed to get home quickly to make breakfast.
Her wife was to wake soon and she enjoyed being there for the start of the day. And it was a busy day ahead of her.
