[ It's not that he planned it this way, had any intentions further than bringing her along and perhaps teasing her with his usual vague suggestive commentary throughout the night. It was merely that going alone required him to entertain single high class women looking to hopefully enchant a noble bachelor. Percival couldn't stand their fake smiles, their fake everything. He didn't want to deal with ultimately rejecting them when they tried to push for something further. Sen was good company and she guaranteed that no lady would care shame herself trying to publicly court a man already with another woman.
... Of course, he hadn't considered them well nor enough to bully the girl over it. And he 'd dragged her away both to get her free I of such treatment but also prevent her from potentially causing a scene. She'd been (understandably) moody as a result, but it was far deeper than he anticipated. So, finally he suggested an option to put them in their place without it being disruptive. He wanted to distract her, too, from feeling bad about things they said, not because they hurt her but because she was worried about his reputation. ... Honestly.
... It's just the flirting and playful suggestive Ness and the kissing went a little too far. Maybe way too far.
Which is why they're back at their room rather than at the party (somehow they got here ok idk) . They're barely inside before he's shutting the door by slamming her fully against it back first, lifting her and hiking her dress to easily spread her legs for him. He guides them to wrap around his torso as he presses flush against her, never breaking the open-mouthed kiss that was initiated once more when backing her to the door. She's still clothed, but it's good enough for the moment and if he has his way, she won't be did much longer. He can feel her through the material and from her can tell her body is definitely getting into it.
Only breaking the kiss once he's sure she's been overwhelmed and gasping to catch her breath, he moves to press his lips to her ear, whispering hotly, teasingly. ]
Heh, I didn't know you were this kind of girl, Sen. Or are you just really that into me that you can't help it? Either way, I think I rather like it.
[ Percival makes no effort to hide the interest and amusement in his voice, the slight increase in pace of his own breath even as he moves from her ear to her neck and down.
Really, he won't mind hearing her admit she's into him. ]
k here's the fire version trash
... Of course, he hadn't considered them well nor enough to bully the girl over it. And he 'd dragged her away both to get her free I of such treatment but also prevent her from potentially causing a scene. She'd been (understandably) moody as a result, but it was far deeper than he anticipated. So, finally he suggested an option to put them in their place without it being disruptive. He wanted to distract her, too, from feeling bad about things they said, not because they hurt her but because she was worried about his reputation. ... Honestly.
... It's just the flirting and playful suggestive Ness and the kissing went a little too far. Maybe way too far.
Which is why they're back at their room rather than at the party (somehow they got here ok idk) . They're barely inside before he's shutting the door by slamming her fully against it back first, lifting her and hiking her dress to easily spread her legs for him. He guides them to wrap around his torso as he presses flush against her, never breaking the open-mouthed kiss that was initiated once more when backing her to the door. She's still clothed, but it's good enough for the moment and if he has his way, she won't be did much longer. He can feel her through the material and from her can tell her body is definitely getting into it.
Only breaking the kiss once he's sure she's been overwhelmed and gasping to catch her breath, he moves to press his lips to her ear, whispering hotly, teasingly. ]
Heh, I didn't know you were this kind of girl, Sen. Or are you just really that into me that you can't help it? Either way, I think I rather like it.
[ Percival makes no effort to hide the interest and amusement in his voice, the slight increase in pace of his own breath even as he moves from her ear to her neck and down.
Really, he won't mind hearing her admit she's into him. ]