Thread: Money talks, but hearts listen [JamieOBurke x TinyThings]

Tatiana smiled when Elena took the wine, letting her arm relax down her side, letting Elena drink. Her bright eyes remained focused on Elena, as her fingers gently stroked against her dress by her hips. When Elena reached out, Tatiana remained still, letting the others hand stroke into her hair. She closed her eyes a bit, giving a silent noise of approval, until she felt the grip tighten, causing her eyes to shoot right back open, and her body to tense up. A silent, happy whimper passed her lips, as their bodies where pulled together, and their lips met. Both her hands where raised, her fingers gently taking a hold on Elena's shirt around her chest. The grab was in no way dominant, but a display of closure and the pleasure of it. After the lips parted again, Tatiana remained still where she was, her fingers letting go, to relax against her own chest instead. She smiled happily to Elena, as she was being observed, her lips pressing together to taste, and smeer out the lipstick a bit, to make it look like hers. When let go entirely, and Elena started walking towards the table, Tatiana was already taking the few steps between her, and the purse that had been dropped. And when ordered to pick it up, Tatiana crouched down to do so. In doing so, some more of her hip was revealed in the cut of her dress, and she made sure to strut her rear towards her lover a bit, to give her a good view. She picked up the purse, and put it on the table, where it used to be. After putting away the purse, Tatiana hover around in the kitchen a bit, picking up the chops and the following, looking towards Elena when spoken to. She nodded a few times in response, as she walked over with the dish, filling Elena's plate, while constantly looking down to Elena to see when she had enough. And when Elena gave a signal that she didn't want more, Tatiana stopped, and moved over to her own plate. Placing a chop and a little more on her own plate, taking less then she'd given her lover, she put away the rest of the dish on the kitchen table, before heading back towards her own seat. In doing so, her eyes traced down Elena's side, getting a good view of her lovers legs and feet. She nibbled gently at her lower lip, while having herself a seat in front of the other, looking for her eyes as she did. A force of habit, probably brought on to her by her family, she didn't even touch her dish, until Elena did so. This was something she'd done, from the moment they'd first met, not something she'd learnt or picked on. She'd always seen Elena as a higher authority then herself, even before she knew of her profession and money. And in her family, others had waited, for the authority figure to start dining. Even before starting to talk, unless spoken to. And as soon as Elena started, Tatiana picked up her cutlery, and started her dinner, while still looking towards Elena. Didn't everything go smoothly today, love, since you had to stay in? I know you often stay in long on Fridays, but you did a little longer today. She smiled warmly with her question, while cutting her chop, before almost elegantly leading it between her lips.