"When he said he had a plan, I didn't think that part of it would be something this atrocious," Vivienne muttered, leaning back on her hands on the bed.
Just then, a green snake began to slither up the bedsheets and onto her lap.
"Well… to be fair, he never actually said he had a plan. You were the one who assumed he had one."
Vivienne scowled slightly as the snake climbed up her chest, tilting her head back to let the serpent wrap around her neck.
"By the way," Medusa hissed. "It's not like you to let someone manhandle you like that. You could have easily freed yourself from his grip, but you refused. You enjoyed being choked by him, didn't you?"
Vivienne smiled and licked her lips, before gently biting her lower lip. "He's so hot when he's angry. I couldn't help myself."
She let out a soft, purring laugh. "I'd let him snap my neck in half if he kept looking at me with those icy eyes."
Meanwhile…
