WARNING: SEXUAL LANGUAGE
Seneca shared her cousin's displeasure with their task. Patrolling had always been her least favourite part of her prefect duties. Couldn't they enlist ghosts to be Hogwarts' night guard? They could even fly through walls to catch anyone doing anything improper. She would much rather be with Gretchen, or Cora, or even Sage, than Frida. At least with them she had things to talk about, to make time fly faster.
She was also startled by the sudden noise, but still rolled her eyes at her cousin.
"It's just a piece of paper, Frida," Seneca pointed out for good measure. She stepped towards it and knelt to pick it up.
A shiver flew up Seneca's spine. It took some moments for her to register what was being depicted. The first thing her eyes registered was the breasts, seeing that she had a pair of them on her own. She was lying on large pillows. One hand was lost in the bushy triangle Seneca also had between her legs. The other hand held some kind of worm that was attached to another triangle, which appeared to belong to a man. She registered that it was moving last. Her hands did circular motion on her triangle and she brought her mouth close to the worm.
Seneca's hair had turned white.
She was also startled by the sudden noise, but still rolled her eyes at her cousin.
"It's just a piece of paper, Frida," Seneca pointed out for good measure. She stepped towards it and knelt to pick it up.
A shiver flew up Seneca's spine. It took some moments for her to register what was being depicted. The first thing her eyes registered was the breasts, seeing that she had a pair of them on her own. She was lying on large pillows. One hand was lost in the bushy triangle Seneca also had between her legs. The other hand held some kind of worm that was attached to another triangle, which appeared to belong to a man. She registered that it was moving last. Her hands did circular motion on her triangle and she brought her mouth close to the worm.
Seneca's hair had turned white.