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She folded the robe over her arm and turned toward her sister. Faye took a deep breath willing the tension from her body. Her action did the opposite, and Faye bit the inside of her lip.
She glanced at her sister, asking, “Do you have any more collars that…”
Faye bit the inside of her lip and waved her hand over her body.
Sparrow’s brow lowered for a moment before her eyes widened. “Yeah, I have a ton of them.”
“Ones you haven’t worn,” Faye clarified, the last thing Faye wanted was Rune smelling her sister on her.
Sparrow snorted and leaned her head into the hallway. “Babe.”
Vashien appeared next to her a moment later. He glanced between the two of them and leaned in the doorway. “Don’t do whatever she’s telling you to.”
Sparrow slapped his arm. “She is asking, thank you very much,” she said, holding her hand out. “I know you stockpile the lingerie collars, give.”
Vashien’s cheeks tinged pink as he glanced Faye’s way.
“Hey,” Sparrow said, jabbing him in the arm. “She’s not going to save you, she’s the one asking. She needs one I haven’t worn for Runey.”
“You want to wear lingerie to your Ceremony of Blood.”
Faye found the stone squares making up the floor riveting as her face heated. She thought Sparrow would have a cache of them, not mortify her in front of Vashien. How was she supposed to look him in the eye tomorrow at breakfast?
“Stop embarrassing her. You’re always pulling them out. I know you’re hiding a bunch of them. Give me the shoe box you hide them in or whatever so Faye can pick one.”
Faye ignored the sound of shuffling and glanced up when the door closed.
“He’s gone. It’s so cute how your blushing minutes before you’re going to fuck the Shadow Prince.”
Faye’s flush deepened. “It’s a ceremony.”
Sparrow quirked her lip and nodded at her. “You keep telling yourself that,” she said as she dumped the contents of a wooden box over the bed. “I thought he would have five or six,” Sparrow said, grabbing a handful of collars and letting them fall.
Faye glanced over the scraps of different material. There were dozens of them. Faye held up one made of leather with metal studs in it. “These are the ones you haven’t worn?”
Sparrow gave her a toothy grin and shimmied her hips. “He likes to play dress up.”
“Darkness, save me,” Faye muttered picking through the collars. “How do you know what they look like.”
“Easy,” her sister said, spreading the chokers out. Dark mist coated her hand and she waved it over the bed, as her dark mist rolled over them, they changed.
Faye swallowed. Maybe she shouldn’t have asked what they looked like. Some of them were straps and ribbons, others were made of studded leather. Faye picked up a piece that was underwire with thin chains draped over the front of it and held it out toward her sister. “Vash likes this?”
“Oh, you have no idea,” Sparrow said, taking the lingerie. It transformed back into a leather choker, and she dropped it back in the box.
Faye stared at the assortment of lingerie, not sure what to pick. She didn’t want her ceremony to be one-sided. They could both have a pleasant evening before completing her ceremony. She wanted something for him but wasn’t sure what direction his tastes ran. She’d never imagine Vashien would like some of these, maybe the same could be said for Rune.
Sparrow snorted at her indecision. “You’re taking too long. Stop thinking so hard. They're men. Wrap your tits in some lace and their happy.”
Faye’s shoulders slumped. “What if he doesn’t like it?” What if she just made her ceremony awkward trying to give him something he didn’t want.
“Darkness, you are the most over thinking bitch in all the realms.” Sparrow waved her hand again, reverting the lingerie into strips of material. She outstretched her fingers, curling them in a rolling wave as she peered over the assortment. She picked up one made of grey and pink lace, and another made of red leather.
“Pick one,” Sparrow ordered.
Faye took the lace choker and her sister snickered, “Pussy.”
“I’m not wearing red leather to our first…”
