"I should say so."

Heh. "I am exceptionally interesting - though I'm in quite good company there, too."

"Some of the best, if you'll take our own opinion."

"Oh, definitely the best," she purrs.

Luc' is getting wiggly.

She squeezes her girlfriend and gives Eliana a distinctly flirty look. "Would you like to see how interesting we can get?"

"As a gracious host, I can hardly decline."

She grins, wickedly, and then rises fluidly to her feet and crosses the distance to Eliana, plopping in her lap, leaning closer, and murmuring, "It's the duty of a host to entertain their guests, isn't it?" Her breath ghosts across Eliana's cheek. "Why don't you be a bit mean to me, put on a little show for my girlfriend?"

"If that is what you wish."

"Might I borrow a knife?" she says to Luc'.

She slides hers over across the table.

"Don't flinch," she says as she draws the blade lightly across Wyld's arm, leaving a thin line of red.

Not wiggling is harder than not flinching. 

She grins, holding still, and rewards Eliana with a small noise and a quick kiss.

A drop of blood creeps up from the wound to settle on Eliana's finger. She licks it off with a smirk.

Then, with a wave of her hand, Wyld finds herself slipping off Eliana's lap to kneel at her feet.

Oh, interesting.

She fights it, of course. Not too hard - not with charms or anything - but enough to give her a feel of struggling.

She can feel Eliana's magic like fire in her veins, pulsing in time to her heartbeat.

Her head is pulled down to kiss the floor, and then she's puppeted into a twitchy kind of rising dance, pulling articles of clothing off as she goes.

She has enough control of her vocal chords to purr, and enough of her eyes to stare intently at whichever lightning alt catches her gaze.

This is a new sort of control - she wonders idly if it's enough to overcome the charm she now has preventing her from ever being turned against Luc'. Perhaps something to test, later.

(It's perhaps clear she's slightly distracted).

And shortly even more distracted, when Eliana trips her right into her into her waiting arms.

Luc' certainly appreciates the show.

Wyld appreciates being the show.

She makes sure to moan at appropriate moments - which is frequently - but otherwise goes along for the rather delightful ride.

"Mm," she says at the end. "You are very interesting indeed."

"Mmmmm. Good," she murmurs, head a bit fuzzy, glancing around for a Luc' to snuggle.

Here she is!

"Have fun?"

"Yesssss," she says, curling into Luc' and kissing her. "You have fun alts."

She laughs a bit.

"So glad you approve."

Nuzzle. "Approve of you always."