A Kiss on the Lips

Cyndel had already wrapped her arms around Graystone's armored shoulders kissing the Inquisitors full on the lips three perhaps four times before allowing time enough for breath a foolish smirk playing upon her full red lips.

" Blessed Mother Cyn... " Glory groaned aloud rolling her eyes. " Let the man breath. You can steal his virginity later."

Cyndel for her part frowned. " Pay her no mind she's just gets jealous when I'm not fawning over her."

Cyndel's gaze drifted quickly from one face to the next noting the familiar and unfamiliar each in turn noting the arrival of all but one.

" Where's Artimis's wife ? "


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