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[sangreine]

Alizarin: Perfect, it's room 315

[ She's already smiling when she opens the door but -- oh. Her eyes flare a brilliant red as soon as she sees those wings ]

You'd better take this view in very quickly.

[ She steps aside to let him see both the room, which is a cross between traditional Chinese and comfortable Western elements with a table and two floor pillows waiting before floor-to-ceiling picture windows, but what's really amazing is the view of the Chinese mountains just beyond it. ]

[ She holds off touching him, but it's not easy so he'd better appreciate it. ]

[happydreamed]

'Tis lovely.

[And it really is, but more importantly...]

Alright, I've taken it in. No need to hold yourself back.

[sangreine]

You wonderful man. [ If she sounds a bit breathless, that's not his imagination. Her species doesn't do well with confinement in any form, even when it's voluntary. ]

[ Pressing up against his side, she kisses her way up his neck, one hand wrapping his waist to pull him close and the other thoroughly exploring one of those fascinating wings, curious how much sensation he has in those. ]

They suit you incredibly well.

[happydreamed]

[Answer: a fair amount, given how he shudders under her touch.]

You're too kind. [He tilts his head to give her more room on his neck, twining one of his hands in her hair.]

[sangreine]

Kindness isn't the thing I'm most experiencing in this moment.

[ She hums distractedly, teasing his neck with her fangs and the boned fingers of his wings with her nails. ]

Can you get my corset laces loose or do I need my hands for it? [ She'd much rather keep petting his wing if that's an option, but clothes are definitely not factoring into her immediate future plans ]

[happydreamed]

I think I can, you're very - ah - distracting.

[It's hard to work laces when you're being petted like this, but he does get her corset undone after a moment of fumbling.]

[sangreine]

Likewise, but I expect you knew that.

[ She pulls back just enough to shimmy her corset off and kick it away, mercifully her skirt is easier to manage, no Holy Grail needed and for once no teasing about any such thing. The hand on his wing swoops across the leathery underside and follows it back to where it's emerging from his back, her fingertip tracing the line where humanlike skin meets wing skin. ]

[ And her fangs get more insistent on his neck, but no biting, yet. She dearly hopes he won't mind if she does, despite that she doesn't really need more blood yet. ]

Get this [ she tugs on his shirt ] out of the way, if you please.

[happydreamed]

[The place where his wings connect to his back are by far the most sensitive, as evidenced when she draws a full-throated moan from him and his fingers briefly clench in her hair.]

That's... ah, as you wish.

[He hurries to divest himself of his shirt. Off with you, you're in the way.]

[sangreine]

[ Hmm, that is useful information. She draws her fingers up that line again, slowly, grazing him with her fingernails. ]

More than one reason to like you with the wings, I see.

[happydreamed]

I-I feel somehow that I've exposed a weakness I shouldn't have...

[He shivers, and his wings flap at nothing.]

[sangreine]

Shouldn't have is such a harsh assessment. As long as you like how it feels, that is.

[ Which he seems to, so she ducks under his wing so she's standing at his back. First she ruffles through his hair so she can kiss the nape of his neck, then she stoops down to huff a breath along that sensitive skin. ]

[ Yeah, she's more of a tease when her hunting instincts are activated, not sorry ]

[happydreamed]

I-I didn't say I disliked it-

[He shudders, breathless, and she's barely even touched him. Very sensitive, it seems.]

[sangreine]

Not exactly a ringing endorsement. Let's see what we can do about that, hm?

[ She proceeds to kiss her way along that meeting of skin and wing with parted lips, using her tongue to trace along. ]

[ This isn't wholly selfless, in fairness. Her mouth is unreasonably sensitive itself, and the wingskin on her lips is incredibly nice, so she makes a drawn-out sound of her own as her arms wrap around him and clutch him close. ]

[happydreamed]

Ah, ahhh, Aliza-

[She'll have trouble getting a ringing endorsement out of him when she's making all his words dissolve into moans. His knees start to quiver, and she has about a couple seconds before his legs decide to give up on holding him up and take both of them to the floor.]

[sangreine]

[ Its right about here that she decides they need a whole truckload of those potions ]

[ It's a pretty solid endorsement, though, and she tightens her hold to make sure he's not going to fall (he wouldn't take her down, however, in fact she could probably hold him upright on her own, but it's hardly what she's after). She does, however, withdraw her mouth and duck back under his wing so they're face to face, where she gives him a more conventional sort of kiss, eager but fairly brief. ]

I guess we should go to bed, if I'm going to do more of that. Which I certainly plan to.

[happydreamed]

The bed would be a much better location, yes.

[He tries to catch his breath while he can, holding her close.]

[sangreine]

[ She leaves his wings alone, but does busy herself by kissing his neck again and doing her best to get his belt off. Holding still is not in the cards, so she starts gently walking him back towards the bed. He won't be able to lay down, but he can sit on the edge of it well enough for her to climb on top of him, which is the plan if he cooperates. ]

[happydreamed]

[The belt is discarded and promptly forgotten about as Doctor takes a seat. He's more than happy to tug her down on top of him, especially if that puts her in reach of undoing the front clasp of her corset.]

[sangreine]

[ And down she is tugged, onto her knees astride his lap, her arms sliding loosely around his shoulders so she can kiss him more urgently this time. She'll wait for him to get her corset off before she starts being too insistent again, but he'd best be quick about it. ]

[happydreamed]

[Thankfully he is much quicker about getting her corset off than the first time around, and he lightly caresses her chest the same way she teases his wings. Though the kiss is very distracting, in itself - it wouldn't be fair otherwise.]

[sangreine]

[ She lets out a sharp gasp against his mouth at his touch, her nerves much more reactive than usual in this state. Her kisses again move to his neck, baring her fangs against his skin, accidentally drawing a single drop of blood which she licks away. ]

Can I? [ She's thankful that she at least can wait to ask, it's a close call with her instincts screaming at her. ]

[happydreamed]

By all means.

[He wouldn't torment her by denying her when she's like this. That'd be beyond teasing and into just being mean.]

[sangreine]

[ How is he so wonderful and accommodating? She'll have to ponder it later, first she bites down hard just above his collarbone and groans loudly as she drinks, pressing into his touch. Everything is heightened like this, it could be very addictive if she doesn't watch herself. ]

[happydreamed]

[Doctor whimpers, the feeling of her biting down amplified by how worked up he already is. He rubs his thumbs over her skin, hoping to hear more lovely sounds from her.

Is he lightheaded from the drinking, or from how much she's teased him? Yes.]

[sangreine]

[ Forcing her fangs to withdrawal quickly is less a factor of fretting about hypoxia and more about wanting to get back to that teasing, though she's not about to waste his blood. She makes a series of keening sounds as she licks up the trickles, lower and louder than she typically gets. She's not human, after all, and never is it more clear than moments like this. ]

[ And she shivers at his touch, because she's eager for it and because it's his touch specifically, and because she's not all monster. ]