<strong>Cecily</strong><br/><br/><em>"That was...incredible."</em><br/><br/>She couldn’t respond more than to laugh. A rich, trembling laugh floated from her lips as Dawn’s pulled away from her lips. It had been awhile since Cecily had made love to a Pure; hell it had been awhile since she’d made love to anyone (being in the wilds of Africa will dampen one’s sex life). So calling it merely incredible was an understatement of the highest caliber, at least for Cecily.<br/><br/>Dawn was beautiful in every way. It was true Cecily didn’t usually swing that way, but the fact was that Dawn was an intoxicating creature. Intoxicating enough to pull anyone and everyone in. Cecily was not about to complain about being one of those pulled in. Just as she was not going to complain about offering escape, not matter how short lived.<br/><br/>There was a knock and much like with Roarke; the man slid into the door before waiting on a response. Not that she could complain of how things had happened after Roarke entered, especially not when she’d still not moved from beneath him. But still, the lack of privacy was not something she would imagine Dawn enjoyed.<br/><br/>At least their intruder seemed to enjoy when he had walked in on. His fiery hair drew her eyes first, especially since it seemed to match the color that was now on Dawn’s cheeks. Cecily merely raised a brow as she wiggled unceremoniously from beneath Roarke. She sent him a sly smile over her shoulder, leaving no mistake in how much she had enjoyed his attentions.<br/><br/><em>"Seems I missed a good time."<br/><br/>"Still, I have the ice cream so can I bribe my way in?"</em><br/><br/>Ice cream. She was perhaps human enough, or had been with them long enough, that the thoughts of ice cream had her dancing in her own mind. Dancing, wiggling, and dashing for a spoon. Not that the treat was necessarily better than sex, but it was like the cherry on top of good sex.<br/><br/><em>"Oh....sometimes its good to be Pure."</em><br/><br/>“Indeed. It means I can eat all the ice cream I want and not get fat, as long as I have steamy hot sex all the time.”<br/><br/>Cecily winked conspiratorially at Dawn before looking down to realize the shorts she’d barely worn for a moment wouldn’t soon be worn again. There was much to do and much to discuss, but not until after she caught her breath … and had her ice cream. She eyed the bags as she slumped up against the bed beside Dawn.<br/><br/>“Please Gods, whoever you are …”<br/><br/>She gestured at the man.<br/><br/>“… tell me you brought spoons.”