[What Zetta thinks would be most ideal would be if she could get him in her lap, facing away from her, with her hand around half his cock and Riley's mouth on the other half. But she knows, without a doubt, that that's not going to happen tonight. Neither would getting Deacon back in Riley's lap. That's a particular dream she'll have to save for the best-case "later."
She considers her options, a thoughtful look on her face. Eventually, she hums and looks away from Deacon to Ferran.] Think you could take care of Riley, darling? [She knows he can, and that they'll both leap for the opportunity. But she knows, very certainly, that she's craving Deacon tonight after having been in the Institute all day.]
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She considers her options, a thoughtful look on her face. Eventually, she hums and looks away from Deacon to Ferran.] Think you could take care of Riley, darling? [She knows he can, and that they'll both leap for the opportunity. But she knows, very certainly, that she's craving Deacon tonight after having been in the Institute all day.]