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Thank God for magic. At first Lila had wanted to refuse it. She heard the rumors, that you could get addicted to popping out kids. Not like drinking or smoking, more like once you got one tattoo you wanted to keep getting more. So she'd been wary, figured if she felt how bad it hurt it would just be one more reminder that this was it. But it hurt like a bitch, to coin the common phrase, and her body was a disgusting mess, so when Kell offered she accepted all form of healing and cleaning. She'd worry about baby addiction later.

For the moment she was addicted to exactly one baby, who she held in her arms, stroking her downy soft hair with one finger gentler than she'd probably treated anything in her life. Even her knives. The baby was blessedly asleep for the moment, which was a nice respite from the crying - their neighbors had lucked out when they moved in, Kell's silencing wards kept all sound from leaving their apartment. (This wasn't the first time he'd used them.)

"There aren't any names that are good enough for her," Lila declares, picking back up earlier conversations they've had about what to name the baby. Every name sounds...not enough, and neither of them have family members they like well enough to want to name her after. Except Rhy, but he's a man.
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Lila had been food shopping when she'd run into Sirius and learned that Kell was sick. Sirius was on his stupid phone with Kieren and didn't elaborate or seem overly concerned about it, so she wondered at the way she couldn't stop worrying. It's just that Kell must have had palace doctors and nursemaids to look after him when he grew ill back in Arnes. He probably had round the clock care, medicines and doting fit for a prince. But here he had no one. Would he even know what to do?

Lila thought it would be up to her, then, but as she stood in the medicines aisle she realized she didn't know what to do. Back in London when she got sick she toughed it out until it eventually passed, there wasn't much else could be done. She was lucky when she could even afford a room for the night to get out of the cold.

She hated having to use her phone, but she had been shown how to ask it things which had been helpful in the past. So she consulted the phone, asking it, "What do you do for someone who is sick?" She clicked the first text that came up and spent a few minutes reading and formulating a plan.

Some time later found her at Kell's window. She used her magic to unlock and open it, tossing her bag in and climbing in after it.

"Kell?"
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Lila had passed the toy store a dozen times and paid it little mind. For one thing, the display window was glaringly colorful. For another, it was obvious; she wasn't a child and she didn't even know any children. However, today as she walked by she was stopped in her tracks by a small flying vehicle buzzing around above her head. The shop worker lingering in the doorway showed her how he was directing it with a controller, he called it. He showed her how to work the little levers and buttons, but she nearly crashed it. It was only with a bit of air magic that she stopped it from smashing into the cement.

After she discovered that the toy store held such wonders, she found herself browsing the shelves for more.

Which is, ultimately, how she currently finds herself at Kell's apartment window. She can feel him nearby with that strange tugging in her chest, which means he must be inside. With a lot of concentration and patience she uses her magic to open his window and screen, trying to be discreet to have the element of surprise. Once lifted high enough, she climbs up the sill to peek inside, her toy store purchase hidden behind her back.
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Lila thinks her sexual relationship with Kell has progressed enough for the strap-on she bought weeks and weeks ago. It isn't as impossibly large as so many of the dildos at the store, but it's long, and thick, and Vitari black and she's a little in love with it. Putting it on means inserting the end of it into her cunt, making it look like the cock is a part of her, turning her on to the point where she almost doesn't leave her apartment.

But she does, because she has a plan.

She wears her boots and her long jacket to hide her nudity the entire cab ride over to Kell's. His apartment is ridiculously far from hers, and since he won't share how to travel from points across the city with her yet a cab is the easiest way. When she arrives, instead of using the door she carefully, quietly uses her magic to unlatch his window and open it. With a boost of air (not quite what Jinnar can do, but someday) she climbs inside Kell's bedroom.

Lila silently unlaces each boot and lets her coat fall away, never taking her eyes from the prone form in the bed across the room. Kell is sleeping naked atop his sheets, his pale skin made paler still from the moonlight shining through the window. He looks so sweet and vulnerable that her cunt throbs around the fake cock with wanting him. She joins him in bed, pressing her body along his from behind, and reaches between his legs to stroke him to hardness.

"Wake up, little lamb," she murmurs sugar-sweet into his ear.
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Lila discovered her back was blank when she dragged herself from her training warehouse for food. She wandered in a slight daze, after, wondering what to do with herself. She'd locked herself in to practice using her magic and purposefully ignore the curse across her shoulders, and now that it was gone her mind told her to go back to normal, back to routine. Only there was no routine in Darrow. She hated the mere idea of it. In London it had mostly consisted of thieving and sleeping, and in Red it had been better on the Spire. But here? She still didn't know what to do with herself.

Eventually she goes to Kell's. Just to show off her new skill, she tells herself, which she uses to unlock his door when no one answers. She strolls inside and looks around, and realizes why no one answered when she hears the sound his shower running. She could use a shower. Hygiene is so easy here, so convenient, that a few days without leave her skin feeling noticeably itchy.

Lila toes off her boots and slips into the bathroom. She can't see Kell, just the shape of him behind the steamed glass door. "Mind if I join you?" she asks, already pulling her tank top off.

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