"It's fine; I mean, he's your lover and all... there's nothing wrong with bringing him to your room and... banging him," Ashara—or rather, Nightfire—purred, her teasing voice dripping with mischief.
She observed Helena's flushed cheeks as the girl buried her face in her hands, completely overwhelmed by embarrassment.
Helena had already changed her clothes to casual!
Helena tilted her head curiously, "Banging?" she repeated, her innocence shining through as she blinked up at Nightfire.
Nightfire froze mid-smirk, then glanced at Aether, whose piercing gaze practically screamed, 'You better not corrupt her right now.'
"She doesn't know what banging is?" Nightfire asked incredulously, raising an eyebrow as she pointed at Helena like she had discovered some mythical creature.
Aether sighed, running a hand down his face as he whispered, "Think of her as the pure, innocent version of Ashara."
500(600(650)...) PS=1(1(1)...)Ex/ 50(100(120)..) GT=1(2(2)...)Ex