[anOTP: Muraki] My heart's a tart

[ohmaiden]

Iphigenia is currently in the living room of the Mansion, reading a book on the history of fashion. She's not paying much attention to it, though, as she's thinking about a certain man she met the other day. He seemed mysterious and knowledgable, and she thinks she'd like to get to know him more

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[silvereyedphage]

She might hear a gentle footstep approaching. "Ahh, are you thinking of going into fashion design someday, Iphigenia?" a mellow male voice asks, gently.

Muraki hasn't exactly been plotting to get between his protege and the young lady who, ahem, he thinks is a distraction and a diversion of the youth's energies. But he has been looking for an opportunity to approach her for a flirtation and give her the chance to experience true pleasure at the hands of an expert, an older man of the world with plenty of... shall we call it experience?

And now, here is a golden opportunity, practically fallen into his lap.

[ohmaiden]

She looks up. "Hello," she says with a small smile. "Perhaps. It definitely interests me, that's for certain."

[silvereyedphage]

"You have an eye for beauty, and that's what any designer needs," he says with a smile. She did manage to land one of the most handsome young men in this realm... "You might even do far better than some of the designers at work these days," He draws up a hassock and sits down on it at a discreet distance from her.

[ohmaiden]

She grins. "Well, thank you, truly. That's very kind of you."