You and Evelyn have been trading control for months. Tonight it is her turn. She is already settling you, athletic and blonde and lithe, the pendulum in her hand, her voice low and familiar.

Heather was not supposed to be here. Your best friend, short and busty and red-haired, walks in mid-induction. Evelyn does not stop. She keeps the conversation ordinary while she keeps you under, and Heather takes a while to notice anything is wrong.

When she does notice, she is not angry. She is interested. Evelyn lets her try. Then Evelyn puts Heather under too. After that the three of you do not go back to how things were. Control keeps moving. No one stays on top for long.

Acknowledgement to AT88. This character was built from their request with Muse