I was eager to see inside them. For a person's treasured belongings do shed secrets, and I was ever curious to know her. We had kissed all throughout the day, and now beneath the cloak of nightfall.. I longed for more.
There were several wrapped packages inside the trunk whose lid she pried first. Though she threw the parcels aside at first.. and removed several colorful undergarments of the softest silk.
"A lady wears these, Damos. And she never takes them off. Not even to bathe."
I of course, took her word for it as I reached down impulsively into her trunk and withdrew one set. I could not help myself either when I held the soft fabric to my cheek as Papillion changed from the one she wore, into a fresh undergarment.. all without showing any hint of herself beneath.
The one she removed however, she offered to me. Asking me whether I would like to keep it. It was just as soft as the first one. But still warm from where it had touched her skin. Too.. it smelled just like her.
I am not sure how it happened, for I do not recall any lingering game of flirtation.. other than that we were alone and in needful want of one another. And this time.. I did not have to ask her whether she wanted to kiss me. Papillion had made it crystal clear before I layed myself upon her undisturbed bed and surrendered myself to the lady's desire for me.
Stay with me forever, Papillion.
You promised.
