Masquerade Theatre

by SparklingVynegar

Epilogue: Backstage

Previous Chapter

“There, that wasn’t so bad, was it?” Cornicle asked as he turned to face his co-star.

“Yeah, it was amazing; you were right,” Seta said, rolling her eyes, “I guess it’s pretty easy to just get...lost in the act, as it were.”

Cornicle gave a hearty laugh.

“Couldn’t have said it better myself!”

“Hey, so...when that winged couple finally gets out of the dressing room, you wanna maybe… go in after them and… you know?” Seta leaned in closer and gave a seductive flicker of her thin, chitinous wings.

“Wha-what?!” Cornicle was suddenly glowing green from the massive blush across his face. “Seta...that’s, pretty forward isn’t it?”

“Oh come on!” Seta rolled her eyes, exasperated. “Really? After you just fucked my silly three different ways up in front of a full audience, now is when you decide to be modest? Really?

The young Changeling woman turned away from him and started walking towards the dressing rooms by herself.

“Have it your way I guess,” She called out over her shoulder.

“W-wait hold on!” Cornicle flew after her. “I didn’t say no!”


Author's Note

Hey, so, this was my first ever clopfic...so that's pretty cool. Thanks all for reading.

This fic is part of Dirty Little Secret's Dirty Little Contest, which you should definitely go check out and definitely vote in once the polls are open (I think they open May 9th, I don't know, I'm too lazy to check.)

(Also, just to be clear for everyone in the comments, this isn't a suggestion-based story, though if this does really well...who knows, maybe it's a format worth re-visiting.)