82nd Devotion: Things Best Not Brought Up. Ever... >.>

[favoritetraitor]

As far as the curses go, this last month has been quite easy for once. A nice respite from the inconveniences of some of the more invasive things the deities have inflicted upon me with in the past.

For the most part, they can be tolerated. But some I'd rather not even think about...

Honestly, there was nothing to indicate that she was really a man... I am a doctor, so should know, and her body was quite perfect, both with and without her clothes. Although, I suppose I should have known from her aggressiveness, or tomboyish demeanor. And the fact that she didn't favor any undergarments that is typically favored by the fairer sex...

Still, I do wish the deities would be a bit more considerate of what such an encounter, as pleasant as it was, could do to someone.



[ooc: Much to his dismay, Solomon is inflicted with the 'My Dirty Little Secret' grab bag curse and unable to talk about anything else other than an encounter he had with a gender switched character long ago. How embarrassing.

Please note: this post has suggestive content in it. And although nothing is toooo explicit, you might want to avoid this if such things bother you.]

Comments

[itsnoteveryday.livejournal.com]

Please stop... oh, God, please stop...

[favoritetraitor.livejournal.com]

... believe me, this isn't something I want to discuss at all. It was one of the more uncomfortable curses that I've experienced so far. Well, not uncomfortable in the act itself, or the hours of pleasure brought about from the experience...

...

I mean, I simply wish to forget about that particular indiscretion.

[itsnoteveryday.livejournal.com]

You know... maybe we should jus' stop talkin', yeah? 'Cause... well...

[favoritetraitor.livejournal.com]

Yes... under normal circumstances I would be loathe to speak about such a private matter.

I just can't seem to help myself... I suppose this is very similar in that regard to how I felt and what I did back then.

[itsnoteveryday.livejournal.com]

Yeah, well... maybe talkin' later would be th' best thing.

[favoritetraitor.livejournal.com]

Yes...

[itsnoteveryday.livejournal.com]

I'll just, um, talk to you later, yeah... I can... calibrate somethin'... or, somethin'...

[liveontoday.livejournal.com]

[She hasn't said anything. Most likely won't either but... ah...
Ahahaha... ah...


... Device going under her bed for the rest of the day.]

1/2

[favoritetraitor.livejournal.com]

SAYA... I couldn't help myself.. she...
we... I mean...

This was before you and I... and we only... it was just that one night...

2/2 *afraid to speak and make things worse*

[favoritetraitor.livejournal.com]

.............. forgive me.

[liveontoday.livejournal.com]

[And here's Saya gracefully trying not to drop her device.
She flusters and quickly waves a hand as she speaks.]

It's alright! There's nothing to forgive! It's none of my business and... ah, I...
I didn't mean to overhear and...

[She just gives up.]

[favoritetraitor.livejournal.com]

I never would have done the things I did with her if you'd have wanted to...

I would have much preferred to be with...

As pleasurable as it was... Saya, it was a mistake. A compulsion of such passion strength that I was unable...

I should have been able to stop... I just... she was just so...

I should go to the office... I'll be back after midnight.

[liveontoday.livejournal.com]

[Each word really is just making her redder and redder really. By the time he mentions going to the office until midnight, she's not even looking at the device anymore.]

I...

[Well, she was going to say something but she's utterly forgotten now. Instead she chews on her lower lip a moment, brow drawn, then nods quickly.]

I'll... talk to you later...