Matthew knew far too well how to push at the edges of her prim perfect pristine world and make it unravel in its entireity. Flirting and flouncing was suppose to be locked away; a relic of bygone years and intentions and horrors. Those fingers on her thigh were encouraging in the worst and best possible ways.
Despite herself, her eyes still flicked to the door to check they were still alone even despite Matthew's assurance that they wouldn't be disturbed. It wasn't usual to find people being close in the baths and Glinda wasn't jaded enough yet to do much more than turn on her heel with a squealed apology when she did come across it. And yet, they seemed to be alone. "Were it any other, I would say certainly not. However, I do seem to have trouble in refusing you." Since that first premission had been granted it had made it near impossible to say no to him.
He'd only just begun. Glinda was a soft, pure soul that desperately needed at least a little corruption. Matt knew how far he got would be questionable, only because Glinda was so very aware of his depravities.
Matthew smiled, putting as much of the sun into it as he could, pushing to his feet and walking out of the baths to gather a uniquely shaped soap that smelled a bit like flowers but smelled like sunshine and clean sheets somehow before walking slowly back into the tub, dark eyes locked purposefully on her.
"Turn then, my lady, and I shall start with your back."
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Despite herself, her eyes still flicked to the door to check they were still alone even despite Matthew's assurance that they wouldn't be disturbed. It wasn't usual to find people being close in the baths and Glinda wasn't jaded enough yet to do much more than turn on her heel with a squealed apology when she did come across it. And yet, they seemed to be alone. "Were it any other, I would say certainly not. However, I do seem to have trouble in refusing you." Since that first premission had been granted it had made it near impossible to say no to him.
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Matthew smiled, putting as much of the sun into it as he could, pushing to his feet and walking out of the baths to gather a uniquely shaped soap that smelled a bit like flowers but smelled like sunshine and clean sheets somehow before walking slowly back into the tub, dark eyes locked purposefully on her.
"Turn then, my lady, and I shall start with your back."