[ Mitsuru might be at home with issuing orders but there really would be something beyond the pale about ordering some unsuspecting bungalow guests to get out so she can have her way with some gorgeous woman she just met at the rabbit barbecue. Really. This casino has definitely had her do something things and this definitely feels like one of those when in Rome type situations...
Particularly once Weiss pulls her inside the clearly very vacant bungalow. The interior is nice, nothing akin to the grand scale of her own rooms but more than pleasant enough. Not that Mitsuru is paying all that much attention to their surroundings - instead, the moment that door is closed behind them, the redhead squeezes Weiss' hand in return, using it to pull the other woman close and kiss her lips in a heated rush. Usually she might have been more delicate about this, let them tease one another and build up to the sex she is so badly needing right now. Unfortunately those kebabs they'd eaten are having an entirely different say in this. ]
...Bedroom? Or shall I have you right here, against the wall?
[ Is that a tv she can hear on in the other room? Of course she doesn't know that all the screens in these houses are fixed to a channel that airs reruns of Boobwatch around the clock. The usually dominant logical part of her brain might panic that someone just didn't hear them knock and is in another room watching that trash right now... But after having a taste of what she's been craving, how can she focus on anything else? ]
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Particularly once Weiss pulls her inside the clearly very vacant bungalow. The interior is nice, nothing akin to the grand scale of her own rooms but more than pleasant enough. Not that Mitsuru is paying all that much attention to their surroundings - instead, the moment that door is closed behind them, the redhead squeezes Weiss' hand in return, using it to pull the other woman close and kiss her lips in a heated rush. Usually she might have been more delicate about this, let them tease one another and build up to the sex she is so badly needing right now. Unfortunately those kebabs they'd eaten are having an entirely different say in this. ]
...Bedroom? Or shall I have you right here, against the wall?
[ Is that a tv she can hear on in the other room? Of course she doesn't know that all the screens in these houses are fixed to a channel that airs reruns of Boobwatch around the clock. The usually dominant logical part of her brain might panic that someone just didn't hear them knock and is in another room watching that trash right now... But after having a taste of what she's been craving, how can she focus on anything else? ]