[ The way he's looking at her makes her breath catch in her throat; her kind has a potent reaction to being wanted and worshipped. That he's no servant of hers makes things particularly dramatic, her entire body fluttering as something clicks that hasn't before -- it's so rare to find someone who is her equal, and rarer still that they'd watch her with that expression. It's intoxicating. Her red-golden eyes watch him from behind her eyelashes, her mouth turning up when he holds her and tugs her closer. And further still when his hands rest on her bare back, which gives her a rush of euphoria that has only a little to do with this place and its demands. ]
[ The words are nearly on her lips, take me home, then, she can all but taste them on her tongue. But -- no. She has very little sense of propriety normally, but there are times, there are people, that bring it out. She's told him he needs to invite her, and so she'll wait. ]
[ But then he's murmuring against her neck and brushing her skin with his fangs. Saya inclines her head to sweep her short hair out of his way, exposing a long stretch of bare skin from her ear down most of her shoulder. Distinctly inviting. ]
[ If that weren't clear enough, she makes a low, rumbling sound in her throat. The impression of what a purr would be if a predator made it. It's no human sound, but it conveys her delight and satisfaction neatly. Her fingertips brush the back of his neck, coaxing. Beckoning. Perhaps it's not the best idea for anyone's willpower, but she's not willing to stop him. If he weren't inexperienced, if he weren't proper, she'd be shedding this dress already and damn the ghosts. She can make anyone forget this house and everything in it if given enough road to run on -- Queens don't compel those that are not theirs, but they have a force of personality that is as undeniable as gravity, and just now her full attentions are focused on him. She has a way of making her partners forget the entire world beyond the two of them (or three) -- which makes the creeping sunrise all the harder to notice. ]
I think you hardly need any lessons at all. [ Her voice is right next to his ear, husky and pleasing. The tip of her nose brushes its way to the tip of his long ear, she's learned that tends to feel nice. ] It'll be my pleasure to offer them regardless.
[ To say the very least. She's going to feel a twinge down to her knees every time her phone pings. ]
Don't keep me waiting too long, hm? I think I'll quite miss being in your arms.
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[ The words are nearly on her lips, take me home, then, she can all but taste them on her tongue. But -- no. She has very little sense of propriety normally, but there are times, there are people, that bring it out. She's told him he needs to invite her, and so she'll wait. ]
[ But then he's murmuring against her neck and brushing her skin with his fangs. Saya inclines her head to sweep her short hair out of his way, exposing a long stretch of bare skin from her ear down most of her shoulder. Distinctly inviting. ]
[ If that weren't clear enough, she makes a low, rumbling sound in her throat. The impression of what a purr would be if a predator made it. It's no human sound, but it conveys her delight and satisfaction neatly. Her fingertips brush the back of his neck, coaxing. Beckoning. Perhaps it's not the best idea for anyone's willpower, but she's not willing to stop him. If he weren't inexperienced, if he weren't proper, she'd be shedding this dress already and damn the ghosts. She can make anyone forget this house and everything in it if given enough road to run on -- Queens don't compel those that are not theirs, but they have a force of personality that is as undeniable as gravity, and just now her full attentions are focused on him. She has a way of making her partners forget the entire world beyond the two of them (or three) -- which makes the creeping sunrise all the harder to notice. ]
I think you hardly need any lessons at all. [ Her voice is right next to his ear, husky and pleasing. The tip of her nose brushes its way to the tip of his long ear, she's learned that tends to feel nice. ] It'll be my pleasure to offer them regardless.
[ To say the very least. She's going to feel a twinge down to her knees every time her phone pings. ]
Don't keep me waiting too long, hm? I think I'll quite miss being in your arms.