“What?”

Arthur looked up at the the lamia. She sat in her chair, hands held in front of her skirt. Her silver hair cascaded down her back.

Did… did she wake up on her own? He didn’t think that was possible. Arthur wondered just how much of Danyssa’s commands had stuck, he knew just how hard it was to rewrite someone wholesale… but she did call him darling.

Lexx was a dissolved puddle dripping onto the stonework floor, shimmering iridescent rainbows danced over her surface. Danyssa gurgled happily on the table, a thin line of drool on her chin, her brain still recovering from the mind melting orgasm.

That’s never happened before, huh. What? I think Danyssa disrupted her trance. I didn’t end it. Try to put her back. “Trance.”

She stopped, cocking her head at him confused. “Um, what are you doing?” It’s not working. Shit. Fuck. “Sorry, bit of a joke.” He was still standing over his naked panting boss. She moved around the table. “Hey I, uh, don’t normally date coworkers, but are you single?”

She’s kidding, right?

I think that some of what Danyssa said stuck, maybe? But she still seems normal.

“It’s… complicated.” He hedged. She shrugged and chuckled. “Well, I’m freezing.” She stripped her top, and began wrapping herself around him.