#verse | fma: aggie.

[fiorserpen]

agatha breathes a heavy sigh, sitting in the back of her shop and relaxing on her couch. today has been surprisingly busy! maybe she should— oh. she glances up, seeing lust enter her shop through the back door. " lust! i-i d-didn't know you were going to drop by today. " she giggles softly, standing to wrap her arms around her. she would tell her she doesn't have to sneak in through the back door, but she understands it. the people here aren't particularly accepting of her, which is unfortunate. agatha leans up a little, kissing her cheek. " i was just d-debating if i wanted to head home early o-or j-j-just relax back here for a little while and start again w-when i feel less overwhelmed. "

@hariolor / starter call.

[hollywoodhangar]

Substitutiary Locomotion, Mystic power that's far beyond the wildest notion! It's so weird, so feared, yet wonderful to see! Substitutiary Locomotion come to me!

[fiorserpen]

her heart flutters to her words. an art museum? oh, she would love that so much! " o-of c-course it's all right! i-i'd love that, truly. " the faerie gives an eager nod, her smile growing more as her eyes shimmer. she finishes her food, plants a kiss to lust's temple, and gets up to head into her room. it doesn't take agatha long to figure out what to wear: a white dress with long, sheer, puffy sleeves and a skirt that stops at her shins. there were daisies embroidered onto it and daisy buttons down the front with narrow green sash tied in bow around her middle. she slips on a pair of pantyhose and white mary janes (she likes them because they make her a little taller) before returning to lust. " h-how do i look? "

❝ 𝐇𝐌𝐌 . . . ❞ lust finds herself eating the meal , even if her body did not need it . nourishment & necessity that humans felt was lost to lust yet she would enjoy the meal done by her dearest . [ so much so she hums tenderly after swallowing her food . ] red lips smile as she finally decides to answer her question . ❝ can you put a dress on , dearest ? i am considering to take you to an art museum if that is alright . ❞

[fiorserpen]

" oh, i-it isn't extravegant or anything, j-just a ceasar salad. " she replies with a soft laugh, offering a forkful of it up to lust now. being so self conscious of how she looks and of her weight, she was always very aware of what she eats, generally preferring to eat light or nothing at all for lunch. it... isn't the best thing to do, but agatha does still eat, so surely that's good, right? she smiles up at her. " i-i'm really looking forward to our d-date t-tonight, lust. i-is there anything you'd like for me t-to wear? "

AGATHA WAS BEAUTIFUL, LIKE A FLOWER NEVER MEANT TO DIE. Hopefully, she would never wilt; Not as long as Lust could be of service. Her smiles were tender, her touch sweet & Lust simply found a simple love with a sublime soul. It was odd for her to fall in love, but it was as easy as breathing. Anything for the faerie, Lust mused, would be done for her. As she lacks the affection of her lips on her cheek, Lust looked at the food & smiled. Though she did not need to eat, she did enjoy the taste of food. She smelled the meal & gave a pleasant hum. ❝ Smells lovely. What is it? ❞

[fiorserpen]

agatha feels a sheepish smile form on her lips and she glances away, wringing her hands a little. " y-you and your compliments. " she replies quietly, still not meeting lust's gaze. jeez, she really knows how to make the faerie feel special, doesn't she? though she still hasn't quite figured out how to respond to compliments the way a normal person would. agatha just kisses her cheek before getting up to grab her lunch, moving to sit back down beside her. she didn't bring much for herself and, even though she knows lust has no need for sustenance, she still offers some to her with a smile.

SUCH A SWEET SOUL THAT GAVE HER HEART TO THE MAN-EATER. Yet, Lust has no desire to lift a finger against Agatha. Unlike many, she felt honesty in love & faith to her. It was not driven by the flames of desire but the tremble of a tender love. Something odd but welcoming to The Lascivious. She holds her touch against Agatha tenderly until she is welcomed to sit. Soon, she finds herself seated next to the flower, hand moving hair over her shoulder. ❝ Still as stunning as usual, I will wait as long as you need me to. ❞

[fiorserpen]

" oh, no, no. e-even if you did, i-i don't mind since it's you. " her smile grows and she gives lust's hands a gentle, tender squeeze. she would wait entire lifetimes to see lust again. agatha hopes such a thing never happens, but... yes, she would wait. always. " i-i would love that very much! you're s-so thoughtful. " she hums, bringing lust's hand to her cheek, leaning into her palm. she adores their little dates so much and looks forward to every single one of them. agatha gently tugs her toward the couch, sitting and patting the empty cushion next to her. " s-stay with me during my lunch break? pretty please? "

𝐌𝐀𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐖𝐀𝐘 𝐓𝐎 𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐍𝐄𝐑 𝐖𝐀𝐒 𝐍𝐎 𝐈𝐒𝐒𝐔𝐄 . lust knew the way like the back of agatha's own hand ; --- her soul imprinted into lust's heart to be devoured & cared for . as the door opens & lust lets herself in , she allows tension to release once she heard her voice call out her name . the homunculus is content , so much so she leans into the touch of lips on her cheeks before kissing her forehead tenderly . ❝ forgive me if i kept you waiting . i decided to pick a place for us to eat tonight , i was hoping you would like to do that & then we can return home . ❞