True, but Mother is very good at making her expectations...clear. I'll know what lines I'm allowed to cross.
[He rubs his chin.] That is true. I could just be blunt and leave it in their hands if they really wish to mess with me.
I, meanwhile, get an excuse to look absolutely gorgeous. Its always so hard to be sure when I can get away with a skirt day to day unless its a look that combines it with shorts or thick leggings.
I do wonder what your parents will think, once they're free, of the fact that you've brought home a strange woman from another world. [ She's pretty good at being Impressive, especially when her darker side is encouraged and accepted, but even so. It sounds like his parents have expectations for him. ]
[ Saya puts an elbow on the table so she can rest her chin on the back of her wrist and give him an appraising glance. ] You look gorgeous now. But I'd certainly like to see the skirt, or gown, or whatever suits the occasion. [ The occasion being either gender expression or an event or what have you. ]
Probably relieved considering the last guests was the Noodle Boy, Dragon Girl, and....the blue thing, I can't recall his name, a friend of theirs, after I found them half dead in the desert. We were in a tentative truce so they were unhappy, but tolerating....
Until they stole the piece of the Samadhi Fire Father was safe guarding.
And then drove a hole through the outer wall. We saved the day with the fire, but I'm not so sure they'll allow a repeat visit.
A perfectly respectable and powerful royal would likely be a welcomed event at this point. Power alone goes a long way with earning my parents' respect, before factoring in the rest. Mother might even be delighted.
[Now that Father is home, she might actually consider having Red Son be courted. With the challenge being who he hasn't offended that would be worth the Demon Bull Family. Hum. He'll need to make sure Mother knows Saya is married if she seems oddly happy, that usually means Mother sees an opportunity.]
[He blushes at that, couch's, but then sits up a little straighter.] Well, of course. I've always been rather attractive. I can make most things look good. [At least that he's confident in without intrusive thoughts.]
I'll put my best foot forward when I meet them, then. And if it might make your mother happy, of course I'd be flattered.
[ Saya would not at all mind being thought of as a potential partner for Red Son, but there are logistical concerns. It's not even being married already, that's not a problem for her unless it would be for anyone else (she meant it when she said not monogamous, she doesn't limit that to physical relationships only, she's specifically wired to love more than one person)(besides, who can say whether Kantera will stick around, that is very much an open question, and even if he does she's not entirely sure she can get past that he considered abandoning her). It's not being able to live on his world full time (probably, that depends on much), and not being able to bear children without a Chevalier that she'd think would more be the trouble. Great houses tend to value that sort of thing. ]
[ Saya's smile shifts when he speaks with confidence about himself, that is delightful to see. And he's right, of course. ] I can't argue with you there.
And you've set things up quite nicely tonight, so attractive in more ways than one. [ Paying attention to little things is sexy as hell ]
As one should be. She is not an easy woman to impress. [Or make happy. Though it has been easier these days, he's still just figuring that all out. Its a whole different dynamic with his father around.]
[Though the one advantage of immortality is when it comes to heirs, its less of a concern. It could be centuries before its even a thought to ponder. It had been centuries before his parents had him themselves.]
Ah, well. Yes. [He looks more bashful at that.] I'm aware the offer was a casual thing, but it felt callous to not at least have a nice evening of it. Especially when its a new experience. First impressions and all can apply to experiences, so its best to treat them like they're something special.
[ She watches him over her chopsticks for a long moment, then she chews, swallows, dabs her mouth with a napkin. ]
I did say it pretty casually, didn't I. [ That's not a question, she knows she did. It was. Most of her partners are casual, after all. And then they set fire to a haunted house and he saved them both from emotional torture and she carried him back here and he made her food despite being exhausted and she let him bite her and she was watching her phone for days, waiting. ]
But this sure as hell isn't a casual dress. And I didn't race out nearly to the lava fields to grab those peppers on a whim. And I don't offer to go to everyone's world and help them with their troubles.
If you want casual, if that's what you're comfortable with, then okay. If that's all you think I could ever want, I know that's not true. But I also think that it's nothing that should be hashed out now... I just didn't want you believing I had my mind made up.
[He nods to the first part, taking a few more bites of his own food. It is spicier than the rice, but still made with care to make sure the base food was good and went well with the spice level. Still not enough to make him sweat, but he figures that might be when he can experiment with the glowing peppers hanging from the dried spice hooks.]
[But his eating slows as she talks because a 'but' is the last thing he expects.]
[Until he pauses, food halfway raised, staring because that sure]
[Sounded like talking about something more than casual which is a thought he had refused to even ponder despite the rush of affection and fondness he'd been feeling.]
I'm quite sure you heard me. [ One doesn't react like that to something they were expecting to hear. ]
I thought I was more clear the other day then I really was, I guess. But really, it's nothing to fret over now, or even discuss unless there's something you want to say about it.
[ She assumes he'll need time, who wouldn't? Most others don't jump in feet first to everything the way Saya does. She's never regretted doing what felt right, though, even when it blows up in her face, and she's not about to start here and now. ]
[He lowers his chopsticks. Tapping the bottom of the bowl which is definitely not proper table manners, but his mind is racing and his hands hate to be idle. It keeps his mind from going completely off the rails with this information.]
[He knows there was fondness, of course, but the way she says that implies the potential for quite a bit more. He knows people could be friends and engage in such activities. What was the phrase? Friends with....was it benefits? Most likely, it seemed the right about of crass and subtle that humans preferred for such euphemisms.]
[He had assumed that was her intent, not for...more and that-]
[Hm]
[HM]
[The tapping stops. Its been a good two minutes.]
I...don't have anything to say right now.
Making quick emotional decisions is not my forte. I always need to think about them, because when I don't-
I know. That's why I'm saying something now. [ Correcting the misconception before it had a chance to send them in wildly divergent directions, or for anyone to make assumptions and later feel stunned that they weren't accurate. ]
[ What she is implying is potential, nothing more. She's great at casual, if that's where they land, and it won't change a thing about the way she behaves. But she doesn't want to land there because she didn't make a point to say it doesn't have to. It wouldn't be fair to anyone. ]
Sorry to keep catching you off-guard. Sooner or later I'll run out of surprises, promise.
[He hums, considering for a few more bites. Then he huffs, and smiles ruefully. More amused.]
It will likely be some time. It turns out when you spend most of your centuries long life hyper focused on a project and not actually socializing, you find yourself caught off guard a fair amount.
And I imagine you catch people off guard who have properly socialized. Really, I should resign myself to at least one blind sided moment in all our interactions.
[ She chuckles, only because her mouth is full and she can't fully laugh. ]
I told you, my species has strong feelings about everything. At least I'm good with using words to explain them now.
Take all the time you like. I'm not frightened by a little patience. I'd rather cope with that then regrets. I don't have time for them, nor the desire to live with them if I had the time.
I suppose that is fair. Its not as if my emotions are exactly subtle. Its more there are too many at once, clamoring for attention. Most of the time, I know which one I want to pick, but...
Well, there's a reason mother has a time limit for me at parties.
So I try to have more care in the selection when I find myself fond of the other person.
[Which is vague, but he figures its enough to say that he is invested. That the relationship between them had some value to him, even if he wasn't sure what that ultimate value was.]
[ She'll take fond for sure. Truly, she has no expectations nor necessarily any definitive preference herself, yet. Sometimes sparks fly up quickly and then fade out just as fast, sometimes all the love in the world can't make up for circumstances, but she'd hate to eliminate options before either of them even knows what they'd want if they had them. ]
I'm glad to hear it. I knew there was some measure of appreciation at least, no one's good enough in bed to be worth an abundance of annoyance. [ And he's not exactly shy with his anger or irritation, which is nice actually. People who make you guess what they're thinking are tiresome to her. ]
[ Saya finishes the last of her food and sets her chopsticks down across the bowl. ] That was delicious, thank you. [ This she says in Korean. ]
Annoyance isn't as big of a deal breaker as you might think. [FOR REASONS HE HAS YET TO FIGURE OUT. How those two drive him up the wall and he still finds himself as fond as he is, he will never figure out.] However, I would be on fire a lot more often and far less flushed at the time if you were annoying.
I am glad you enjoyed it. [He replies before eating the last few bites of his own dish and standing up to take their dishes to the sink.]
There are a few other questions I wanted to ask before we...
Well, obviously my own preferences are up in the air, but I wanted to check if there was anything you don't want your partner doing? You mentioned before about being in charge?
[ Saya rises from her seat and follows him, snagging a dish towel on her way. If dishes need to be dried then she helps with that, or if not then generally cleaning up the table and stove and whatnot. ]
Ask me anything you like, of course.
What I don't like... you're not wrong that I tend to take charge more usually, though I don't mind more give and take with you. Instincts are what they are and I have an appreciation for yours when they flare up -- no pun intended. But being overtly submissive, I don't think I'd have that in me. Not for any extended time, anyway. [ Her temperament has smoothed out enough and she likes him enough that she'd forgive the attempt if he was piqued, but forcing the issue would insult her and risk her high temper. ]
[ She also doesn't want anything demeaning of course, but she presumes he wouldn't either. He seems to deeply not see her that way. ]
Nothing else is springing to mind. I'm willing to try most anything, see what works. It's a bit different for everyone. [ Other than the constant of her dominance thing (well... nearly constant), she tends not to have a set list, it depends on the partner. What's great with one will fall flat with another. This makes it difficult to give him a map to follow, but it does allow her to be fully present and invested in establishing a unique relationship with each of her partners. ]
As you know, I'm not very subtle. So you'll know when you're on the right track. And I'm good at diverting any slight misstep before it kills the mood.
[He does have a dish washer, but cleaning up himself keeps his hands busy. There were facts about this conversation, but it was also a little more emotionally charged then simple item prep. It helps keep him here and not too flustered as he cleans the dishes.]
That is good to know. It can be easy for me to get caught up in being domineering, knowing there is a limit is good. [It keeps him paying attention to the signals and figure out what the limit is without needing to be told off too much to be annoying.]
[He does nod as she continues and his own face heats up as he keeps his eyes pointed to the sink.] I enjoyed what we did before. I don't really know what could be a no for the most part from the lack of experience, but I will be clear if I don't like something.
But...I don't mind you directing me with a hand on my neck, but don't use a grip that would restrict air flow. I can't suffocate, don't worry otherwise. And no collars at any point in the future.
And of course water is a no go. Sorry, there will be no round two in the shower, I get in and out as fast as hygienically possible.
Choking and collars never occurred to me to mention, or even think about. I couldn't see you that way. [ She sounds vaguely horrified. ] Dominance isn't about being demeaning, not the way I do it.
[ What books were you reading, exactly? ]
You mentioned you don't like water, so I guessed that much. And don't you dare say you're sorry about it; it's part of who and what you are. Which I happen to like.
[ She moves closer and leans her back against the counter beside where he's washing dishes. Watching him with, for once, no teasing or amusement. ] Do you want me to leave after, or stay the night?
My biggest concern was more you'd put a hand on the front of my neck to hold me in place or move me and that would do it, especially since there is no health reason to not put too much pressure. Since I was addressing it, might as well just be clear on collars too.
[You see some Things when you try to track what the internet thinks of your bull man dad.]
[He'll start handing off dishes as they get clean.] It was more an attempt at a joke. I'm not sorry for being a fire demon.
...if you want to stay, I think that would be okay. [He is blushing a lot, but at least getting through it!!!]
Ah. Good that it was just a joke. But it never hurts to be clear that I appreciate what you are.
[ That is important! Especially since his self-esteem seems to be as bad as hers, she wants to be perfectly clear about accepting it. Including his temperament which high demon society seems to have problems with... what the hell their deal is she has no idea. ]
[ She takes the dishes and dries them at a more relaxed pace than she usually would, in case he has more to say. ]
[ And she smiles sweetly when he says she can stay over. ]
I'd like to stay, then. [ She came prepared for that just in case, hoping she'd need it. Having to get up and get out while you're loose-limbed and indolent is a pain, but she'd do it if he preferred. ]
[He's quite red himself. He doesn't have a problem with his demon self, his self esteem issues are fairly him orientated, but it is nice to be appreciated all the same.]
[He nods at that and despite the flush, there is a small smile on his face. Because it does sound nice. To not be left alone after. It sounded too cold and much like the dinner, he wanted it to feel a bit special at least.]
And.
What things would you like? I know the biting, but other things you enjoy that a novice might be able to do.
[ Somehow this discussion is so sweet. It's likely not divorced from his own need to be competent and successful, but all the same he wants to please her. And that, the want to please her, that's what she likes. "Worship" or "devotion" are the closest words, and she sort of hates the idea of saying them out loud since she considers him her equal. She said it to Rosen, no problem, insisted in fact, but that dynamic was very different. ]
[ As far as specifics... ]
[ She reaches out with the hand closest to him and loops her index finger through one of the belt loops on his jeans. Giving a very gentle tug, not enough to actually pull him away from what he's doing but letting him know she very much wants to. ]
I can show you what I like, as soon as you're done. [ Time to learn by doing. Tinker, if you will. ]
[Divorcing him from his need to be competent and successful will take Some Time unfortunately. Getting rid of a centuries long motivation is no small task.]
[He looks up at the tug, blush getting more intense as well as the crackling of his hair.] R-right. [He swallows and quickly washes the last of the dishes, a mix of nervous and excited.]
[It only takes a minute or two to finish and wash up, letting his hands steam to dry away the water from them, it's more thorough than a towel, and looks to her.] Okay. I'm done, so we can....
[ She's already put the towel down by the time his hands are steaming, so her hands are free to slip over his shoulders as she steps in front of him and, without prelude, kisses him. Not a simple kiss, that's won't do for shrugging off nerves. Her kiss is like a revving engine, foot to the floor. If his hands remain idle for more than a moment she releases her hold on him and places his hands on her waist. Or hips, wherever they land. ]
[ Then she aims to get his overthinking brain good and scrambled with the way she's kissing him and pressed up close. ]
[ After several long moments, she pulls back just barely enough to get in a quick word. ] You have something for your throat in the bedroom? I'm planning on you needing to burn off a lot of my blood.
[There is that sparking euphoria as the brief contact turns to something firm and close and so much more. One that is intense and sends electricity through his nerves and he finds himself quickly melting into it. Only jumping a bit as his hands are grabbed, but dutifully move moves his hands to pull her closer, moving to rest on her lower back.]
[His eyes are lidded, face flushed, but want is clear all the same.] Yes. A few water bottles on the night stand. [He steps forward, pushing towards the bedroom, while still pressed against her.]
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[He rubs his chin.] That is true. I could just be blunt and leave it in their hands if they really wish to mess with me.
I, meanwhile, get an excuse to look absolutely gorgeous. Its always so hard to be sure when I can get away with a skirt day to day unless its a look that combines it with shorts or thick leggings.
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[ Saya puts an elbow on the table so she can rest her chin on the back of her wrist and give him an appraising glance. ] You look gorgeous now. But I'd certainly like to see the skirt, or gown, or whatever suits the occasion. [ The occasion being either gender expression or an event or what have you. ]
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Until they stole the piece of the Samadhi Fire Father was safe guarding.
And then drove a hole through the outer wall. We saved the day with the fire, but I'm not so sure they'll allow a repeat visit.
A perfectly respectable and powerful royal would likely be a welcomed event at this point. Power alone goes a long way with earning my parents' respect, before factoring in the rest. Mother might even be delighted.
[Now that Father is home, she might actually consider having Red Son be courted. With the challenge being who he hasn't offended that would be worth the Demon Bull Family. Hum. He'll need to make sure Mother knows Saya is married if she seems oddly happy, that usually means Mother sees an opportunity.]
[He blushes at that, couch's, but then sits up a little straighter.] Well, of course. I've always been rather attractive. I can make most things look good. [At least that he's confident in without intrusive thoughts.]
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[ Saya would not at all mind being thought of as a potential partner for Red Son, but there are logistical concerns. It's not even being married already, that's not a problem for her unless it would be for anyone else (she meant it when she said not monogamous, she doesn't limit that to physical relationships only, she's specifically wired to love more than one person)(besides, who can say whether Kantera will stick around, that is very much an open question, and even if he does she's not entirely sure she can get past that he considered abandoning her). It's not being able to live on his world full time (probably, that depends on much), and not being able to bear children without a Chevalier that she'd think would more be the trouble. Great houses tend to value that sort of thing. ]
[ Saya's smile shifts when he speaks with confidence about himself, that is delightful to see. And he's right, of course. ] I can't argue with you there.
And you've set things up quite nicely tonight, so attractive in more ways than one. [ Paying attention to little things is sexy as hell ]
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[Though the one advantage of immortality is when it comes to heirs, its less of a concern. It could be centuries before its even a thought to ponder. It had been centuries before his parents had him themselves.]
Ah, well. Yes. [He looks more bashful at that.] I'm aware the offer was a casual thing, but it felt callous to not at least have a nice evening of it. Especially when its a new experience. First impressions and all can apply to experiences, so its best to treat them like they're something special.
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I did say it pretty casually, didn't I. [ That's not a question, she knows she did. It was. Most of her partners are casual, after all. And then they set fire to a haunted house and he saved them both from emotional torture and she carried him back here and he made her food despite being exhausted and she let him bite her and she was watching her phone for days, waiting. ]
But this sure as hell isn't a casual dress. And I didn't race out nearly to the lava fields to grab those peppers on a whim. And I don't offer to go to everyone's world and help them with their troubles.
If you want casual, if that's what you're comfortable with, then okay. If that's all you think I could ever want, I know that's not true. But I also think that it's nothing that should be hashed out now... I just didn't want you believing I had my mind made up.
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[But his eating slows as she talks because a 'but' is the last thing he expects.]
[Until he pauses, food halfway raised, staring because that sure]
[Sounded like talking about something more than casual which is a thought he had refused to even ponder despite the rush of affection and fondness he'd been feeling.]
What.
[Sometimes eloquence evades even him.]
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I thought I was more clear the other day then I really was, I guess. But really, it's nothing to fret over now, or even discuss unless there's something you want to say about it.
[ She assumes he'll need time, who wouldn't? Most others don't jump in feet first to everything the way Saya does. She's never regretted doing what felt right, though, even when it blows up in her face, and she's not about to start here and now. ]
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[He lowers his chopsticks. Tapping the bottom of the bowl which is definitely not proper table manners, but his mind is racing and his hands hate to be idle. It keeps his mind from going completely off the rails with this information.]
[He knows there was fondness, of course, but the way she says that implies the potential for quite a bit more. He knows people could be friends and engage in such activities. What was the phrase? Friends with....was it benefits? Most likely, it seemed the right about of crass and subtle that humans preferred for such euphemisms.]
[He had assumed that was her intent, not for...more and that-]
[Hm]
[HM]
[The tapping stops. Its been a good two minutes.]
I...don't have anything to say right now.
Making quick emotional decisions is not my forte. I always need to think about them, because when I don't-
[He knows he defaults to rejection.]
[Rejection was easier.]
[But he doesn't want to do that with her.]
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[ What she is implying is potential, nothing more. She's great at casual, if that's where they land, and it won't change a thing about the way she behaves. But she doesn't want to land there because she didn't make a point to say it doesn't have to. It wouldn't be fair to anyone. ]
Sorry to keep catching you off-guard. Sooner or later I'll run out of surprises, promise.
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It will likely be some time. It turns out when you spend most of your centuries long life hyper focused on a project and not actually socializing, you find yourself caught off guard a fair amount.
And I imagine you catch people off guard who have properly socialized. Really, I should resign myself to at least one blind sided moment in all our interactions.
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I told you, my species has strong feelings about everything. At least I'm good with using words to explain them now.
Take all the time you like. I'm not frightened by a little patience. I'd rather cope with that then regrets. I don't have time for them, nor the desire to live with them if I had the time.
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Well, there's a reason mother has a time limit for me at parties.
So I try to have more care in the selection when I find myself fond of the other person.
[Which is vague, but he figures its enough to say that he is invested. That the relationship between them had some value to him, even if he wasn't sure what that ultimate value was.]
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I'm glad to hear it. I knew there was some measure of appreciation at least, no one's good enough in bed to be worth an abundance of annoyance. [ And he's not exactly shy with his anger or irritation, which is nice actually. People who make you guess what they're thinking are tiresome to her. ]
[ Saya finishes the last of her food and sets her chopsticks down across the bowl. ] That was delicious, thank you. [ This she says in Korean. ]
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I am glad you enjoyed it. [He replies before eating the last few bites of his own dish and standing up to take their dishes to the sink.]
There are a few other questions I wanted to ask before we...
Well, obviously my own preferences are up in the air, but I wanted to check if there was anything you don't want your partner doing? You mentioned before about being in charge?
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Ask me anything you like, of course.
What I don't like... you're not wrong that I tend to take charge more usually, though I don't mind more give and take with you. Instincts are what they are and I have an appreciation for yours when they flare up -- no pun intended. But being overtly submissive, I don't think I'd have that in me. Not for any extended time, anyway. [ Her temperament has smoothed out enough and she likes him enough that she'd forgive the attempt if he was piqued, but forcing the issue would insult her and risk her high temper. ]
[ She also doesn't want anything demeaning of course, but she presumes he wouldn't either. He seems to deeply not see her that way. ]
Nothing else is springing to mind. I'm willing to try most anything, see what works. It's a bit different for everyone. [ Other than the constant of her dominance thing (well... nearly constant), she tends not to have a set list, it depends on the partner. What's great with one will fall flat with another. This makes it difficult to give him a map to follow, but it does allow her to be fully present and invested in establishing a unique relationship with each of her partners. ]
As you know, I'm not very subtle. So you'll know when you're on the right track. And I'm good at diverting any slight misstep before it kills the mood.
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That is good to know. It can be easy for me to get caught up in being domineering, knowing there is a limit is good. [It keeps him paying attention to the signals and figure out what the limit is without needing to be told off too much to be annoying.]
[He does nod as she continues and his own face heats up as he keeps his eyes pointed to the sink.] I enjoyed what we did before. I don't really know what could be a no for the most part from the lack of experience, but I will be clear if I don't like something.
But...I don't mind you directing me with a hand on my neck, but don't use a grip that would restrict air flow. I can't suffocate, don't worry otherwise. And no collars at any point in the future.
And of course water is a no go. Sorry, there will be no round two in the shower, I get in and out as fast as hygienically possible.
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[ What books were you reading, exactly? ]
You mentioned you don't like water, so I guessed that much. And don't you dare say you're sorry about it; it's part of who and what you are. Which I happen to like.
[ She moves closer and leans her back against the counter beside where he's washing dishes. Watching him with, for once, no teasing or amusement. ] Do you want me to leave after, or stay the night?
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[You see some Things when you try to track what the internet thinks of your bull man dad.]
[He'll start handing off dishes as they get clean.] It was more an attempt at a joke. I'm not sorry for being a fire demon.
...if you want to stay, I think that would be okay. [He is blushing a lot, but at least getting through it!!!]
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[ That is important! Especially since his self-esteem seems to be as bad as hers, she wants to be perfectly clear about accepting it. Including his temperament which high demon society seems to have problems with... what the hell their deal is she has no idea. ]
[ She takes the dishes and dries them at a more relaxed pace than she usually would, in case he has more to say. ]
[ And she smiles sweetly when he says she can stay over. ]
I'd like to stay, then. [ She came prepared for that just in case, hoping she'd need it. Having to get up and get out while you're loose-limbed and indolent is a pain, but she'd do it if he preferred. ]
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[He's quite red himself. He doesn't have a problem with his demon self, his self esteem issues are fairly him orientated, but it is nice to be appreciated all the same.]
[He nods at that and despite the flush, there is a small smile on his face. Because it does sound nice. To not be left alone after. It sounded too cold and much like the dinner, he wanted it to feel a bit special at least.]
And.
What things would you like? I know the biting, but other things you enjoy that a novice might be able to do.
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[ As far as specifics... ]
[ She reaches out with the hand closest to him and loops her index finger through one of the belt loops on his jeans. Giving a very gentle tug, not enough to actually pull him away from what he's doing but letting him know she very much wants to. ]
I can show you what I like, as soon as you're done. [ Time to learn by doing. Tinker, if you will. ]
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[He looks up at the tug, blush getting more intense as well as the crackling of his hair.] R-right. [He swallows and quickly washes the last of the dishes, a mix of nervous and excited.]
[It only takes a minute or two to finish and wash up, letting his hands steam to dry away the water from them, it's more thorough than a towel, and looks to her.] Okay. I'm done, so we can....
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[ Then she aims to get his overthinking brain good and scrambled with the way she's kissing him and pressed up close. ]
[ After several long moments, she pulls back just barely enough to get in a quick word. ] You have something for your throat in the bedroom? I'm planning on you needing to burn off a lot of my blood.
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[There is that sparking euphoria as the brief contact turns to something firm and close and so much more. One that is intense and sends electricity through his nerves and he finds himself quickly melting into it. Only jumping a bit as his hands are grabbed, but dutifully move moves his hands to pull her closer, moving to rest on her lower back.]
[His eyes are lidded, face flushed, but want is clear all the same.] Yes. A few water bottles on the night stand. [He steps forward, pushing towards the bedroom, while still pressed against her.]
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