"I'm sure there are authors elsewhere."

"Places without much literacy are..." Shrug. "More boring."

"Perhaps you should destroy those universes instead."

"Perhaps. Not right now, though; I'm on vacation."

"Have you decided how many frills you want on my bikini?"

Kiss. "Hmmm... You'd look better in something sleeker, I think..."

"Ah, excellent thinking."

"Do you think I'd look good in frills?"

"Just on the outlines..." She traces over Acererak's body demonstratively.

She hums, lowly. "Draw the eye to my best features?"

"Just a bit of decoration to make them really stand out."

Kiss. "Mmmm... I think I'd like that..."

"Good."

Happy nuzzle. "A bloody red I think, for me..."

"Suits you."

Kiss. "And it won't clash if I get up to chaos."

Kiss!

"An important consideration, to be sure."

"It's essential to be ever the pinnacle of style and beauty."

"I think your natural state is at least halfway there," she says, playing with a lock of Acererak's hair.

"Leaves me room for improvement, then."

"Just a bit."

"In the margins."

She laughs.

"I think black for me. Or green, perhaps. I do have a theme already."

"Maybe black with some green highlights. Draw the eye a bit."

"You'll have to help me decide on a pattern."