"Trying to make me jealous are you?" In the most casual display of an older generation woman punishing the younger generation one, Victoria would just reach over and hide the phone in her bosom. "I don't mind. It's still me at the end of the day, right?"

"You seem to have a collection of toys you find more interesting than me." The grumpiness is starting to appear on Victoria's face. She'd snatch the cube away as well, but Victoria was more interested in what it was. "Trippy as it may be, I'm still quite okay with it."

A quick roll of her eyes. "You're too thick headed for your own good." Grabbing at those slender legs of Ihwa's, Victoria would pull them down far enough for Ihwa to land back first on her mattress. The blonde woman mounting on top of her lover casually. "Focus on me then."

"Yes, you have." A statement that was given as a matter of fact. The golden eyed woman keeping her eyes locked on Ihwa's while she brought her face closer together with Ihwa's own. "I think I've been more than patient with you. Wouldn't you agree?"

What in the devil is a shrink office? Are you offering to help manage my finances or filter through my family's records?

"I don't know about that. I'm quite sure trauma dumping isn't the best way to court the court jester."

"Are we quite sure on that one? I don't have the most tragic of backstories, and I would prefer making you go crazy in several other ways." Is this lap taken? Of course it is. Because Victoria is now sitting on top of it. "It all depends. . . Do you truly care for my story?"

Victoria seemed ready to claim the jester's time in some other way as the curious blonde spoke up at the perfect time to interrupt the Duchesses lips drawing closer. "Oh, do you now? Well then, I suppose I should start at the beginning. When I wasn't the one with power."

"I am not a rebuilder. Do I look like the type to slowly try and create something with low risk maneuvers and boring gambles? I think not. No instead I sought fortune and power through my own strength. Became quite the pirate of the high seas.

"Do I fucking still look like a pirate?" The story time wasn't over yet. "I'm getting to that part. Anyway back where I left off. I was leading a crew of worthless men and women. When one day while sailing, a Dragon flying from a burned city came and scorched my vessel."

"Trying to be a court jester and a seductress I see." Just for that, Victoria will be leaving a small mark on Harley's nape. Three guesses on how she did it. "Almost drowned. Woke up being resuscitated by a woman with long silvery white hair on a beach."

"Oh god no. This is the beginning of my story you see. I was far too weak to kill a dragon." It's quite difficult to tell a story with such an enticing nape in need of more kisses. "Anyway, the woman who aided in my recovery I later found out was a Princess of my Kingdom."

"Safe to say my title and name was a farcry from my ancestors. So she did not recognize me, but she did request my help on getting revenge on that Dragon." Victoria truly is getting rather intimate with those touches of hers. A very dangerously handsy Duchess.

𝑪𝒂𝒏 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒔𝒑𝒐𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒑𝒆𝒓𝒔𝒐𝒏 𝒃𝒆𝒕𝒘𝒆𝒆𝒏 𝒎𝒚 𝒈𝒊𝒓𝒍𝒇𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒏𝒅 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝑰?

"That's right. After a few adventures and the slaying of a hundred more dragons or so I was granted my family's former title back, and the power to consensually kiss any woman I want~" This time Victoria is headed right for those lips of Harley's in order to prove a point.

The blonde woman is just glancing down as the several lipstick kiss marks donning Harley's neck. Victoria cocking one of her eyebrows in mild confusion. "Didn't seem to stop either of us before. . . or are these lips of yours just a priceless treasure not meant to be touched~?"

"You claim you wouldn't, yet you have multiple times. So I see you just enjoy toying with the desires of others. Maybe you are in fact the world's greatest villain~" The Duchess clearly isn't all that hurt by Harley's rejection finding fun in just hanging around with the jester.

"More like relaxed. There's quite a world of difference there."