Snakebite Heart

Parents. Prudes.

Who needs prudes? I won't exactly say the same about parents, but they don't have to be a part of gallery openings.

How are you, darling? It’s been too long.

I'm wonderful. How are you, chick?

I don’t know why every one’s complaining. Sunday gallery opening’s are all the rage. It’s trendy, super trendy. Plus, you get to see half naked people painted by yours truly. Suck it up and enjoy the view.

Who doesn't love seeing half naked people?

Dani Howard? Is that you?

Alive and in the flesh, Ms. Baudelaire.

Malaki kissed her back just as eagerly, his hands resting on the small of her back as he lost himself in her. Raising his eyebrows as she spoke, he sat back and licked his lips, “No, no I can’t say that I have but I sense that I’m about to.” Letting out a shuddered breath as she spoke, he slid off his tie and nodded, his hands gripping the side of the chair as he took her in, every inch of her body getting more and more sexy as the time passed. “No touching. I can do my best to do that. But I make no promises.” 

Dani smirked down at Mal, biting her lip as she continued to grind her scantily clad hips against his. The sounds of his ragged moans only stirred her forward, her hips moving faster and harder. Only the thin barrier of strained clothing separating them from being completely intimate. The dance didn't last long, but she was actually surprised Malaki had lasted as long as he did. 

Maybe, just for you, mind.

Oh yeah? I'm just that special, aren't I?

I suppose I may be able to afford it. Marshmallows and whipped cream? I’m judging if you say no.

Could you splurge a little on caramel? I mean, with the marshmallows and whipped cream, of course.

So this was the plan all along, huh?

Weasel free hot chocolate out of you? Maybe.

Okay, I’m buying you hot chocolate right now.

Again. Took you long enough.

Trust me, I’d rather she learns from you than half the crap on kids’ tv. Promise me that I was never a child? You hang out with me because I’m great and buy you hot chocolate out of my pitiful wages. Hippie magic? Is this where you become Shakespeare’s three witches? If so, please tell me what they’re really saying in that scene, I never paid attention. Oh, wow, you’re that awesome.

Oh are you sure about that? I mean, you just said that I was a hippie vermin. You want your daughter to learn from hippie vermin. Hm. Sure. Yeah, you're great. You have yet to buy me a hot chocolate, sir. I'm not quite sure just how awesome you are. Oh no. Hippie magic is much more subtle than witchcraft. You wouldn't even see it coming. God, you didn't pay attention to Shakespeare? Again, I don't know how really awesome you are. You're failing to impress me, Harper. I, on the other hand, really am that awesome. Took you long enough to realize it.

Yeah, well, Aby will laugh at anything really. Oh god, one of them. Remind me why we talk? I can’t allow those sorts of vermin into my esteemed life. I’m mostly hoping that they won’t want you if they want me but I’m open to offers. You think you’re cute, don’t you?

Oh well, that makes me feel wonderful. Gives me plenty of confidence in my comedic talent. Vermin? Wow. Remind me why I even let you hang out with me. Damn, you shouldn't talk so poorly of my people. I might have to work some hippie magic and put a curse on you. Maybe start talking to the gods or something. No, I don't think I'm cute. I know I am.

Hey, no, I’d drag Immy, Aby and Nev along too. Might as well make it a family thing. Oh, but I can. No friend of mine can consider chai tea as something bearable, it’s an awful thing! Keep dreaming. I’m the best anyone’s ever had.

So I'd have a whopping 3 viewers, I feel so special. I'm a hippie, didn't you know? Of course I love my chai tea. Best anyone's ever had? That's only if they haven't had me.