08-21-2018, 09:09 PM
♡ — TAKE ME TO CHURCH, WORSHIP ME LIKE A GOD.
Cleopatra knew the look that Luciano had on his face as he tightened his grip on her hand, coming to stand beside her. His presence was like sweet lullabies, the only thing that could get her to fall into a peaceful slumber at night. The ex-goddess wasn't too pleased with the fact that someone had arrived, interrupting the moment they were having together, though. She wouldn't let this show, anyways. The boy seemed to faze through the object of attention, and Cleo cocked an eyebrow towards the other male, impressed. Impressive.
Cleo let a small grin quirk her dark-colored lips upwards, before it returned to the regal, stone-faced expression. She pushed herself closer to Luciano, seeking a sort of comfort from the Belial heir's presence, much to her own satisfaction. Cleopatra seemed to narrow amber, nearly golden demonic irises towards the younger boy, before dipping her head, finally letting out a giggle at his response about Luciano's nickname, gifted by Cleo herself. "Yes, a nickname. My nickname for him." She replied calmly, her accent thick thanks to actually being from Egypt. English wasn't her first language, but she could speak fluently. "My name is Cleopatra, but call me Cleo." She introduced herself quickly, a smile forming at the edge of her lips.
She decided to let Luciano do the whole talking about joining part, as she wasn't too good at getting other peoples favors without actually fucking sleeping with them, or babying them, or.. Threatening them. What could she say, the ex-prostitute didn't like starting fights. She just liked ending them.
[align=center]Cleopatra knew the look that Luciano had on his face as he tightened his grip on her hand, coming to stand beside her. His presence was like sweet lullabies, the only thing that could get her to fall into a peaceful slumber at night. The ex-goddess wasn't too pleased with the fact that someone had arrived, interrupting the moment they were having together, though. She wouldn't let this show, anyways. The boy seemed to faze through the object of attention, and Cleo cocked an eyebrow towards the other male, impressed. Impressive.
Cleo let a small grin quirk her dark-colored lips upwards, before it returned to the regal, stone-faced expression. She pushed herself closer to Luciano, seeking a sort of comfort from the Belial heir's presence, much to her own satisfaction. Cleopatra seemed to narrow amber, nearly golden demonic irises towards the younger boy, before dipping her head, finally letting out a giggle at his response about Luciano's nickname, gifted by Cleo herself. "Yes, a nickname. My nickname for him." She replied calmly, her accent thick thanks to actually being from Egypt. English wasn't her first language, but she could speak fluently. "My name is Cleopatra, but call me Cleo." She introduced herself quickly, a smile forming at the edge of her lips.
She decided to let Luciano do the whole talking about joining part, as she wasn't too good at getting other peoples favors without actually fucking sleeping with them, or babying them, or.. Threatening them. What could she say, the ex-prostitute didn't like starting fights. She just liked ending them.
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