Tea time

Inside the cozy room, Raven's stern crimson eyes softened as she turned to Esther. “Care for some tea, dear?” she asked in her straightforward manner.

“Oh, that would be absolutely delightful,” Esther replied, her gentle voice like a soothing balm. They settled into plush chairs, the aroma of brewing tea wafting through the air.

“You know, I find young Jasper rather adorable,” Esther commented, clasping her hands on her lap.

“Oh, he is,” Raven agreed with a smirk. “Such a firm ass on that boy. I was bloody lucky the day I stumbled upon him.”

They both laughed heartily, the room alive with their joy.

Esther leaned in, her eyes twinkling, “And what a virile cock he has. I don’t think I’ve had so much fun riding anything in eons.”

“Have you had any fun with him since we last enjoyed him with Nia?” Raven asked, raising an eyebrow. “I've been so busy playing mayor I haven't had a chance to have any fun yet.”

“No, not really, I told him that I helped Esther and Nia when we were fighting Varis tho.” Esther took a sip of her tea, “I'm hoping that he'll start getting looser with me.”

“Well look at you! Trading pleasure for progress like a true businesswoman!” Raven said, crossing her arms in front of her.

“Why, thank you,” Esther's voice was coy, her sky blue eyes smiling back at Raven. “We need to proceed slowly to make sure we get to keep Jasper around for a long time, don’t you think?”

“I think we're already at the threshold,” Raven said, then puffed her chest up. “If you haven't had sex with him in a while, he's probably going to expect something from me.”

“You're right!” Esther's hand covered her surprised mouth, “I'm so jealous that you're the one getting him!”

“It's the luck of the MILF I guess, you gotta make 'Esther' act more slutty in front of him,” Raven put down her tea cup, “It's almost our time to shine.”

“Indeed,” Esther put down her cup as well, as she stood up to get ready to continue the show, a sultry smile drawn uncharacteristically across her priestly face. “Come on, Jasper's waiting.”