While she can’t offer much insight to the church’s schedule , Rosaria sure gets a lot of questions about it . . .

┍━━━✦𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐋𝐄𝐍✦━━━┑ ♻️+ ❤︎

. . . I may , For my Dove . ❤︎︎

` ` Allll of my orders ? Each and every one ? ` ` She pauses for a moment , before sighing . ` ` Very well , if you’re 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 desperate . ` `

:>

Arlecchino is aware of what’s best for her , And still , she chooses to approach , crouching down next to the other . ` ` Thinking about anything in particular ? ` ` She asks , tone flat , yet still inquisitive .

It’s . . . Convenient . It works best for gaining information , those fools can’t focus on lying when you start showing off your chest . In all truth , it’s somewhat humorous .

Observing the others reaction , Arlecchino flicks a stray strand of hair behind her ear . The motion was to hide the unsettled shiver that shook her palms . ` ` If curiosity is a motive ,, Then I suppose there is one . ` `

Remaining crouched , her eyes widen momentarily before returning to their usual half-lidded gaze . ` ` You’re correct ` ` She kept her response short , assuming that the other had more to add . The Knave often found their conversations equally fascinating and unnerving .

The kind of treatment 𝑪𝒉𝒊𝒍𝒅𝒆 gets from The Knave ,, He’d ruin himself if he actually got to 𝐟𝐮𝐜𝐤 her , so this is as close as he gets .

The Knave remained standing for a moment , eyes grazing over the ginger . Rolling her eyes lightly , she kneels , hands grasping the warm meat of Childe’s thighs . ` ` You’re so 𝐞𝐚𝐠𝐞𝐫 . Almost like you’ve been waiting for this , hm ? ` `

A 𝐟𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 punishment . He runs his mouth far too much for his own good , Yet hearing his incoherent babbling . . . his pleas to sink into Arlecchino’s cunt ,, It’s a sickening addiction . Hearing that ,, That’s all she wants . ❤︎︎

She didn’t react much , a flush immediately coming to her cheeks paired with a soft gasp . ` ` Columbina— ` ` She grunted , a slight shiver running through her spine . Fear mixed with a growing sense of arousal .