Mannerisms

Now satisfied with Ava's walk, Miss Lilith turned her focus to something else - her mannerisms.

"If you're to be my housewife, you must act like one to an extent." Miss Lilith explained, putting a finger on Ava's lips. A long black talon hung from it. "You will greet me with a smile and call me darling. Always."

Ava complied, not at all noticing the coat of orchid on her lips.

"Of course, darling." she cooed, following it up with a light chuckle. "Would you like a dinner, a bath or perhaps... me?"

The future housewife accuentated the last part, getting red cheeks from her wife. Though, Ava's face now looked to be that of a woman in her twenties, not of a pre-teen boy.

"The last one, but not right now." Miss Lilith remarked and looked away. The muttering of something followed right after.