(When we decided to do this I didn't think you'd go the entire Choderlos de Laclos route, cielo. But, since you insist:)
Sweet posset Oliver,
It beggars the imagination what an angel can do with all of those feathers at his command, especially if he's decided to turn his attentions on you in one of the most sanctified of Catholic hotspots. Now I know how Leda must have felt during the foreplay.
Right now we're resting up, seeing as I spent so much time on my knees in penance whilst Zauriel lovingly worshiped the holiest of holys. Shall I buy you some indulgences to cover your own romps near and far, or are you reveling in sin like the bad boy you are?
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Fatima, 21th August, 20**
Date: 2013-04-05 02:04 am (UTC)Sweet posset Oliver,
It beggars the imagination what an angel can do with all of those feathers at his command, especially if he's decided to turn his attentions on you in one of the most sanctified of Catholic hotspots. Now I know how Leda must have felt during the foreplay.
Right now we're resting up, seeing as I spent so much time on my knees in penance whilst Zauriel lovingly worshiped the holiest of holys. Shall I buy you some indulgences to cover your own romps near and far, or are you reveling in sin like the bad boy you are?
Ten Hail Marys,
Kate