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[sangreine]

[ Might be, yes. ]

Oh? I suppose I'll be running into you quite a lot, then. That's where I'm having my tests run. Not so great an experience, so I could use a bright side to trudging down there.

[nihilmancy]

I'll be sure to. And I'll see if there is any way that I can contribute. Let me know what room you usually have things done in, and I'll come by.

[ She puts her hand over Saya's on the table, gently signalling support. ]

[sangreine]

[ Saya turns her hand slowly over so it's facing up, curling her fingers around Hlasoh's wrist. ]

I can text you with it. It varies depending on what I need done. But thank you, whatever room it's in.

[nihilmancy]

Not at all. I'm glad to offer aid in what capacity I am able.

[ She's not the most sentimental woman, or the most open, but she's not going to just let this happen to somebody. Especially somebody she likes. ]

You look lovely today, by the way. But then, you always do.

[sangreine]

Yes, well. I may have been fishing for compliments with the clothing choice.

It is convenient to wear backless things, though.

[nihilmancy]

Then I'll say it again. You're stunning. You make my heart race.

[ Hlasoh tilts her head, a little curious. She hasn't learned about the other form. ]

Why is that?

[sangreine]

[ Saya closes her eyes briefly, focusing. Listening. ]

I wouldn't call that racing. But I welcome the chance to get it there. [ Yes, she can hear heartbeats. ]

I can shift into different forms. One of them has bat wings. Silvery-white ones. Silver skin and hair. Most consider it my most beautiful form.

[nihilmancy]

[ It's... sliiightly faster now that they're holding hands? But she laughs. ]

Ah, I'm afraid that you've caught me. It's a figure of speech, you know.

I see. That does sound incredibly lovely.

[sangreine]

I know. I'd rather earn a racing heart, anyway.

Shifting in public is usually more trouble than it's worth. Stares and gasps and people not minding their own business. But if you want to see it sometime, I'd be happy to.

[nihilmancy]

You'll have plenty of chances to.

[ She grins. ]

In private then. Commotions can be so tiresome.

[sangreine]

[ Saya takes a drink and watches Hlasoh over the rim of her cup ]

When might such a chance arise? I'll want to be ready for it.

[nihilmancy]

Potentially after our walk, if that isn't too forward?

[ She lets her fingers play against the inside of Saya's wrist. ]

[sangreine]

[ Her smile shifts, and her eyes flash a brighter red, like the flames of her seasonal magic. ]

Not a bit. I can be patient that long, challenge though it is.

[nihilmancy]

[ Now her heartrate picks up a bit. Her tattoos glimmer a little brighter in the sun. She takes a sip of coffee, the bottom of her glasses fogging from the heat. ]

It needn't take very long, then. Though I shall enjoy the cool spring air, and the scent of flowers, I've no desire to delay something sweeter still.

[sangreine]

[ Her smile deepens at that little heart flutter. Saya's fingertips move on Hlasoh's wrist, warming up pleasantly thanks to her Seasonal powers. ]

Hmm, a walk would be nice. Perhaps, while we walk, I can get you to imagine what I'll do when there's a closed door between us and the city. What sounds I might make. What's under this dress.

[nihilmancy]

[ A thrill passes through Hlasoh. She sucks her breath in sharply, and her cool expression softens. The blood pumps quicker. Her pupils dilate. She's very aware of how warm that hand is, against her skin. ]

You, just might. And... I wonder what you are imagining?

[sangreine]

[ Every single one of those reactions is a delight. Saya wonders what else she can get Hlasoh to do, later. Her eyes and smile say she's going to shoot the moon. ]

Me? [ She makes a show of taking a slow sip of espresso. ] Oh, I don't think that's fit for a public conversation.

[nihilmancy]

[ Yeah, Saya's got her. There's no shame in that. This is one of the few situations where she's okay openly displaying some real vulnerability. After all, it endears her to paramours quite well.

She takes a sip of coffee, trying to put up a veneer of elegant calm. Given how things are going, and the walk to the teleportation terminal at least, she's very glad she decided to wear a looser dress today. ]

I suppose not.

[ There is a feeling of Hlasoh reaching out to Saya's mind. ]

< There is another way of telling me, if you wish. Do not worry, I cannot read your thoughts, only receive those that you send. That can include the things you imagine, too.

But I understand if you wish to keep the suspense up. >

[sangreine]

[ Saya's species is also telepathic, but she tends not to use the ability since she knows most wouldn't welcome a vampire inside their mind. But if Hlasoh's going to tempt her into making her point... ]

< There will still be suspense. After all, I can't touch you yet. Or maybe I can, in a manner of speaking. >

[ Saya uses her telekinesis to brush through Hlasoh's hair, then a feather-light touch down her neck. ]

< This is where I'd start. Slow, teasing. Exploring how you react. And then a bit more insistent as my impatience grows. Building from there. It's up to you whether you'd enjoy my bite or not, your neck is worthy of my attention either way. Hardly the only part of you, but we'll get to that. >

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[nihilmancy]

[ Her shoulders sort of do a wiggly squirm when Saya touches her neck, however indirectly. She's telekinetic too, but she gets the impression that Saya wants to be the pursuer, and so she's more than happy to let her. She's eager to see what she will do. ]

< That feels nice. Yes, I think I will enjoy that very much. I would not mind your bite at all, just... bear in mind that my body is suffused with paranatural energies. It has no ill effect when my blood or semen is consumed, however. It does taste different though. I've been told it's spicy and warm, like ginger.

If it's at all a concern, I'm functionally sterile due to contraceptive implants. I do produce sperm, but it's all junk data that can't fertilize anything. >

[ The scientific information might take them out of it for a moment, but she considers it useful to share if they're going to proceed. She brought condoms regardless, depending on how things could go. ]

[sangreine]

[ When Hlasoh "says" that she'd like Saya's bite, she'll get the mental impression of playful, burning red eyes and a trickle of a pleased hum. ]

< It's not a concern, but thank you. > [ She's not going to get into it, but Saya can't reproduce with just anyone. It's a convoluted story which is why she breezes past it. ]

[ Her telekinetic touch skims down Hlasoh's neck to her shoulder, and a second one rests on her knee. ]

< I quite enjoy tasting different blood. I can taste individual differences as well as hormone fluctuations. Endorphins in particular are delectable, so I'll get you all churned up before I bite, perhaps with my hand slipping beneath that pretty dress. > [ Her "touch" slides slowly, slowly up Hlasoh's thigh. ]

< Depending on how you are with pain, I can be gentle with my fangs or... less so. >

[nihilmancy]

< I'm just covering my bases. >

[ Hlasoh has to bite her lip to suppress a quiet moan, rising up defiantly from her slim throat. That bold touch is no less thrilling than if it had come directly from flesh and blood— indeed, because of her ability to sense such paranatural energies, there's a pleasant, tingling warmth to it. ]

< Yes, that sounds lovely. I do not mind a bit of pain, so if you are of a mind to get a little rough, by all means, please do. Lay claim to me. Conquer me, if you dare, for I shall exalt in your sword and your crown. It is an honor that I entice you so. >

[sangreine]

[ When Hlasoh says all that about laying claim and conquering, Saya's eyes glow briefly again, this time the red is flecked with gold like a snapping fire. And Hlasoh will feel a mental surge, a cresting wave of pleasure that is Saya's reaction to those words. ]

< You make me wish there was a tablecloth here. I'd fit quite nicely under this table, bundled beneath your dress. I wonder how long you could keep up a veneer of respectability with my tongue teasing you, slow and sweet. >

[ Queens have just a bit if a Reaction to being told to dominate someone, unfortunately. ]

[nihilmancy]

[ A real shudder passes through Hlasoh. For just a moment, she lets Saya feel it, all of it. The heat burning up to her ears, the hungry anticipation for Saya to claim her. The feeling of awe that strikes her thoughts numb, the quickening of her breath, and the way she's getting hard under her dress.

She's so small compared to the elemental force of Saya's desire. She squeezes her fingers around hers, but ultimately breaks the link. ]

...P-Point taken...! [ She takes a sip to steady herself. It looks like her cup is just about empty. ] Shall we save the rest for a more private interlude? I suppose when I say we will take a walk, well... the park runs right up beside the teleportation terminal. I don't mind hurrying back indoors.

[sangreine]

[ The broken link is a shame, but that brief taste of arousal was enough to sustain Saya until they get behind closed doors. She might try and subtly insist on a slightly longer walk, just to be the tease she is. ]

[ For now, her fingers dance on Hlasoh's wrist. ]

You can have the rest soon enough, yes. I don't mind a leisurely stroll through the park, if that's what you have in mind.

[ She raises her cup to her lips, watching Hlasoh with coltish eyes. ]