Heyyyyyy! This is Diving! This is my latest story, a Boethiah and Sanguine fic. Tell me if ya like! I'll continue most of my other ones. This one, I'm absolutely determined to get through on. BTW tell me if I'm being OOc, I'd like to be as close to the real thing as possible, and this will be a flash fic. Well, enjoy!

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Boethiah POV

She caressed the emptied bottle of Cyrodilic Brandy with vexation. Boethiah cursed herself, she had been lured into Sanguine's web. Her, The Lord of Deceit!

She had been deceived. And she hated every moment of it.

She hated the way her skin crawled with delight, and the way her eyes grew heavier with lust as her thoughts drifted to last night.

She flung the colored glass towards the note he'd left her on the thick sabre cat pelt.

Boethiah ran her slender fingers through her bone-straight ebony hair.

She snarled grotesquely and crushed the note between her dexterous fingers before throwing it into the hungry flames within the hearth.

Her sultry form stalked away from the bedding her and Sanguine had shared rather... ravenously.

The fire licked and ate away at the yellow-ed parchment greedily. Just as she stole away from the dungeon the darkened words faded away as well.

"I've had better..."