" i lay around, touch myself to pass the time. "
natasha’s amused at her girlfriend’s slightly off-tuned singing, but, regardless of that fact, the lyrics are what intrigues the redhead. quirking her brow, she glances over at her on the bed, smirking like it was her second nature. “is that so? you do that when i’m not around, hmm?” placing the book she’d been reading aside, she turns her full-attention to the goddess beside her.















