Vex wouldn't describe herself as tolerating Percy and his reactions, anymore than than she tolerates food when she visits an inn. While it might not be the only or the ultimate draw of staying the night, it's certainly something she expects when she comes in the door. It's something she'd be disappointed if she found it missing.
She didn't invite herself to join a filthy, lonely young man in the bath, she didn't offer to help clean him, because she's interested in his self-control.
If he didn't respond when her fingers skated down over his hips, following the lines toward his prick, Vex would have been disappointed.
From the way her brows lift and she meets his eyes, her lip curl slightly, he's the recipient of far more than her tolerance.
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Date: 2025-01-27 10:05 pm (UTC)She didn't invite herself to join a filthy, lonely young man in the bath, she didn't offer to help clean him, because she's interested in his self-control.
If he didn't respond when her fingers skated down over his hips, following the lines toward his prick, Vex would have been disappointed.
From the way her brows lift and she meets his eyes, her lip curl slightly, he's the recipient of far more than her tolerance.
"You alright with me cleaning this too, darling?"