[ He's equally intrigued by her and all of her contradictions. She says one thing and yet manages to press closer. She challenges him and also seems to invite him further in. He'll have to see if she's really up to the challenge or if this is all merely talk. Then again, she did allow him to run Gae Bolg straight into her heart - so there has to be something more to her. His smile broadens a touch as he feels her shiver and the heat of her brushes closer.
There are fingers against his chest and the taut muscle of his belly. He allows her to explore further, doesn't object as they trace lower. ]
I think you do. Otherwise we wouldn't be here.
[ His voice is low. Almost dangerous. ]
Unless you're just leading me on...
[ He squeezes his hand against her chest again, the other hand broad and splaying against her back to tug her that much closer. ]
[He feels good. Every part of his body reacts to her fingers, the way his expressions change as she touches. There is a lot to take in. In fact there's a lot to take in even mentally. Her heart, already pierced, still beats wildly as she finds herself in this position. This never happens to her. Her life is rather routine and boring, actually.
Everything about him excites her. After all, he bad. She knows exactly what he's trying. He may toy with her desires right now, but that is exactly how she likes it. There are things a girl wants too. Though...where should she even begin?
A tsk, first.]
I do not lead anyone on. [And she bares her teeth, stopping herself from that one moment where her breath nearly is stolen from her by those. Of course, she wants more. She's beginning to despair the fact they garbed--...oh.
With her leg sliding out from between his legs, she goes onto her toes, so she lean in closer, nose to nose, whispering:]
Then, I want a demonstration. You said these are magicked? Show me how you take them off. [And she tugs at his jump suit, her hands resting on his hips.]
[ He's laughing at her. Amused with the way she seems to want to both proceed and hold back. But he's happy enough to give her a bit of what she wants. There's a long moment where her hands are against his hips and then his upper torso bare from the waist up, part of his jumpsuit dissolving away in a burst of mana. There are perks to being a heroic spirit, after all. One of them is (usually) being able to control one's appearance. ]
[LOOK, she's still reeling from being here, but all the while she wants to go at it with all she has. BUT HOW. HOW!!
But hold that thought. She's a little bit speechless, staring at his chest. So it turns out she severely underestimated the advantage he has over her when it comes to their height difference, in that his torso is right in her face. She's mesmerised by the magic--]
How did you...
[--do that, she wanted to ask, but her ears are burning as every part of his bare torso is before her, chiseled, muscular, marked by an intricate red tattoo.
Vietnam knew this man was going to be a lot more trouble than she thought. Quick, play it cool. She shrugs once, trying not to look too fascinated.]
I-it's...nice--well done on listening to your first command! I suppose it really was much too easy.
[She lifts an eyebrow. Keep it cool, take a deep breath, now don't think. As they had mentioned, he is hers now, so she can do this. Sen lets her hands drift over his skin, feeling the warmth underneath her fingers. And then she leans forward, as if to study his form, close, analytical, before she brushes her lips over the lines of his abdomen.]
You're a little too willing to take your shirt off.
I'm a Heroic Spirit. This form is mostly mana. It's maintained by magic. Which is why I need mana from my master...
[ There's a low, easy laugh in his throat. Something a touch predatory, but entirely amused by the reaction he's getting from her. She seems to dip from one extreme to the other and it makes this so much more interesting. ]
It's just a bare chest. You've seen them before, haven't you?
[He's warm, under her fingertips. His dangerous laugh, she hears it so clearly. Does that mean that without mana, his form will not hold?
She stretches up again, to observe his torso before she hears what he says, and she looks...immediately alarmed.]
Cu Chulainn...I--!!
[He's not wrong though: she's definitely both extremes. A delicate flower(?!), shy and humble, all the while disguising something a lot more vibrant. That, and--]
Well. [She purses her lips, looking at her through narrow eyes, her fingers drumming on his skin very lightly. Clearly she's trying to find the words.]
W-while your reputation involves you and many women. Mine...ah...[DEEP BREATH.] I haven't...even been in a relationship.
[...OhhhHHHHH. Well, she's had 1 or 2 encounters but never really a date.] I have seen a bare chest though, goodness! Beach tourism is popular here.
Whaaat? No relationship? Well, that's unfortunate.
[ He sounds... not sincere, exactly. But at least like he's not about to completely mock her mercilessly for her apparent lack of experience. He leans in toward her, head cocked. He sniffs the air for a moment, almost like a dog. ]
[She bristles because why!!! JUST BECAUSE SHE'S BEEN BUSY! She knows he's being a total shit about this and she's looking rather embarrassed about this.]
I-it's not like I had the time--...
[But, then he's close, and...why was he inhaling like this? Then she heard it.
[ God, Cu, stop being such a bastard. He's deliberately making her say it. Trying to get her to break a little before he commits himself to... anything. Sure, he could sweep her off of her feet and be charming, but this is so much more entertaining. ]
[Cu, you're such an asshole. She knows what he's doing, knows that he already realises that she's hit a point where she is attracted to him. But she stands fast on her words, on how she acts...at least, a little bit. She easily flusters, and so it cracks.
If she didn't start to grow fond, she probably would've attempted to snap him into two right now. It turns out that the power he gives her is more so he can make her admit to this out loud. This is loaded. He's dangerous.]
You...[Her eyes narrow at him, her fists ball up. Don't do it...DON'T DO IT.] Fine. You wish to hear my commands. You've been pushing and pulling, don't think I don't know what you're trying to do. You want me to admit to it, no?
[DON'T SNAP.] Then I command you teach me the ways of intimacy, if you so offered. If my hints are not obvious enough, then I will say it: I'm demanding you take me, you jerk!
[ Cu Chulainn is very dangerous, for many different reasons. Not just because of his spear or his ferocity in combat. He also has cunning - although he probably wouldn't always be described as "smart". So far, though, he's managed to get the upper hand on his new Master. He's definitely not going to complain, though. She has her own positive qualities. ]
Ohhh, so you know what you want?
[ His voice drops into something low and he leans in again, smile sidw, as he noses up against her face. ]
You want to be taken? You want to feel like you're being ravished? Because that's what I'm hearing from you.
[And he's getting more dangerous. In fact, those words are outright dangerous. And yet, with that tone, the slight touch of his nose as she feels his breath when he speaks... It's rather exhilarating, that her healing heart races. Not that she could admit it so openly. That he does have one over her. Besides, he already knows it.
But she is sure, by the way he carried her before into the bathroom, brushed her hair gently, that this would've stopped had she not voiced her intentions. It seems, as soon as he said that he liked his new master, he has been patient to someone as fresh as her. He can be a good man, despite his mouth.
Sen takes a deep breath.]
As I said before, I do not let just anyone in. I said, I want to be taken by you. [She touches his cheek wth her own, nuzzling lightly before clamping her teeth onto his earlobe. It's firm, enough to mark, before her lips press to soften it.
He maybe hearing correctly, but she's still not going to make it easy.]
[ She bites. The sting of her teeth runs through him and with it a shiver that slides up his spine. Oh, he likes that. She ought to be more careful - or else he might decide to bite back. Or maybe he already has. Regardless, he laughs, teeth glinting as he grins at her and then his arms come up, wrapping around her and hoisting her straight off of the ground so that he can hug her against his chest. ]
Can't say you didn't ask for it.
[ He kisses her after that. Hard and demanding, with maybe a bit too much bite. ]
[A bit too late to tell her to be careful now, she took his spear into her heart and now she's playing with fire. Surely she can handle a little (or a lot) of bite. Which is why she can't help but smile when he lifts her up, and wrapping her arms around his shoulders. She might be in a vulnerable position now, captured by the lancer, but it's snug and she has a feeling she doesn't want to be anywhere else.]
I fully admit, this I really did.
[He kisses ferociously, a little more than she was prepared for, but she recovers quickly to deliver him with a feverish kiss. If he bites, she bites back, tongue sliding over his lips as she begins to explore.]
[ It all happens quickly and that's just fine with Cu Chulainn. He's a man of action as it is, more given to acting then sitting passively. This is no different. He bites, leaving a bruise on her lip, and then drags his teeth against her jawline, dipping his head to try and leave a love-bite against her throat. True, they don't really need more than the simple mechanics of this. But where's the fun in that? ]
[This is a lot faster than how she would handle it (how much faster can you get than just after meeting him, really). Goodness, he's really keen on marking her, isn't he? Her head tilts back, a quiet hiss from the tension on her skin as lets him bite her at will. It will all disappear the next day, but she could let him have a night where it looks like she belonged to him.
Speaking of getting to practice various mechanics together, she whispers as so, now propped up against him, lets her fingers drag down his neck:]
Would you rather here, or would you like a tour of my room?
[She laughs softly, partly from the slight ticklish sensation over her skin with the vibrations of his voice, and partly because he's right.]
Mmm, you are going to be staying here, so I should allow a more intimate tour, no? Even if you helped yourself in looking around before. Very well. Let us take an extended tour. Starting with my room.
[Even with that announcement, she doesn't break her affections, kissing him along his jaw.] So? Are you going to put me down for me to lead you there, or will you take me there yourself?
[ He doesn't mind. In fact, he actually likes it. He hoists her a bit higher and glances around, as if ready to start off at this very moment. Hope she doesn't mind just getting carried like a sack. ]
[And so begins the life of Vietnam never walking again. Or close enough. Good thing she doesn't mind...for now.]
Let's see... [She holds close, turning her head slightly.] Enter the hall, and walk straight. You will be forced to turn, and then you will see my bedroom.
[Which is totally bitching. Though they might want to do something about the curtains.]
[Okay, now he says it like that, it does seem rather impressive. She's done the whole survival method before too of sleeping on the ground, so she Gets It.]
I do. I suppose it's nice to have a sanctuary to come back to after a long day. [She's humble, and it's still humble...for someone who probably is rolling in money.] A-ah...you do need your own room too, no?
[And while still in his arms, she scratches a cheek in thought.]
[Wait...wait. That's the smile of someone mischievous. She should've seen this coming, really. She smacks his chest.]
You--!!
[Before she pushes a strand of hair away from his face. That mood flip?]
I suppose strategically, it would be better for you to stay with me. The bed is large enough for you, I can keep my eye on you. And it would be easier for you to recharge.
[Considering how snug she is in his arms, she knows exactly what they'd be doing if he shares a bed. Not that she's even bothered, as it did cross her mind.] Should I even encourage it?
Encourage what? Me spending nights with you? I don't think you have to do that, you know? I'm already convinced!
[ He's still being himself, but at least he's not quite as insufferable as he could be. He does grin at her, though - and right after that, he tosses her onto the bed with another of those glints in his eye. ]
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There are fingers against his chest and the taut muscle of his belly. He allows her to explore further, doesn't object as they trace lower. ]
I think you do. Otherwise we wouldn't be here.
[ His voice is low. Almost dangerous. ]
Unless you're just leading me on...
[ He squeezes his hand against her chest again, the other hand broad and splaying against her back to tug her that much closer. ]
So tell me what you want, Master.
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Everything about him excites her. After all, he bad. She knows exactly what he's trying. He may toy with her desires right now, but that is exactly how she likes it. There are things a girl wants too. Though...where should she even begin?
A tsk, first.]
I do not lead anyone on. [And she bares her teeth, stopping herself from that one moment where her breath nearly is stolen from her by those. Of course, she wants more. She's beginning to despair the fact they garbed--...oh.
With her leg sliding out from between his legs, she goes onto her toes, so she lean in closer, nose to nose, whispering:]
Then, I want a demonstration. You said these are magicked? Show me how you take them off. [And she tugs at his jump suit, her hands resting on his hips.]
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[ He's laughing at her. Amused with the way she seems to want to both proceed and hold back. But he's happy enough to give her a bit of what she wants. There's a long moment where her hands are against his hips and then his upper torso bare from the waist up, part of his jumpsuit dissolving away in a burst of mana. There are perks to being a heroic spirit, after all. One of them is (usually) being able to control one's appearance. ]
Does that suit you?
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But hold that thought. She's a little bit speechless, staring at his chest. So it turns out she severely underestimated the advantage he has over her when it comes to their height difference, in that his torso is right in her face. She's mesmerised by the magic--]
How did you...
[--do that, she wanted to ask, but her ears are burning as every part of his bare torso is before her, chiseled, muscular, marked by an intricate red tattoo.
Vietnam knew this man was going to be a lot more trouble than she thought. Quick, play it cool. She shrugs once, trying not to look too fascinated.]
I-it's...nice--well done on listening to your first command! I suppose it really was much too easy.
[She lifts an eyebrow. Keep it cool, take a deep breath, now don't think. As they had mentioned, he is hers now, so she can do this. Sen lets her hands drift over his skin, feeling the warmth underneath her fingers. And then she leans forward, as if to study his form, close, analytical, before she brushes her lips over the lines of his abdomen.]
You're a little too willing to take your shirt off.
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[ There's a low, easy laugh in his throat. Something a touch predatory, but entirely amused by the reaction he's getting from her. She seems to dip from one extreme to the other and it makes this so much more interesting. ]
It's just a bare chest. You've seen them before, haven't you?
[ Although judging by her reaction... nope. ]
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[He's warm, under her fingertips. His dangerous laugh, she hears it so clearly. Does that mean that without mana, his form will not hold?
She stretches up again, to observe his torso before she hears what he says, and she looks...immediately alarmed.]
Cu Chulainn...I--!!
[He's not wrong though: she's definitely both extremes. A delicate flower(?!), shy and humble, all the while disguising something a lot more vibrant. That, and--]
Well. [She purses her lips, looking at her through narrow eyes, her fingers drumming on his skin very lightly. Clearly she's trying to find the words.]
W-while your reputation involves you and many women. Mine...ah...[DEEP BREATH.] I haven't...even been in a relationship.
[...OhhhHHHHH. Well, she's had 1 or 2 encounters but never really a date.] I have seen a bare chest though, goodness! Beach tourism is popular here.
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[ He sounds... not sincere, exactly. But at least like he's not about to completely mock her mercilessly for her apparent lack of experience. He leans in toward her, head cocked. He sniffs the air for a moment, almost like a dog. ]
Does that mean you need a teacher?
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I-it's not like I had the time--...
[But, then he's close, and...why was he inhaling like this? Then she heard it.
Oh.]
Are you volunteering?
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[ God, Cu, stop being such a bastard. He's deliberately making her say it. Trying to get her to break a little before he commits himself to... anything. Sure, he could sweep her off of her feet and be charming, but this is so much more entertaining. ]
Isn't that good enough?
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If she didn't start to grow fond, she probably would've attempted to snap him into two right now. It turns out that the power he gives her is more so he can make her admit to this out loud. This is loaded. He's dangerous.]
You...[Her eyes narrow at him, her fists ball up. Don't do it...DON'T DO IT.] Fine. You wish to hear my commands. You've been pushing and pulling, don't think I don't know what you're trying to do. You want me to admit to it, no?
[DON'T SNAP.] Then I command you teach me the ways of intimacy, if you so offered. If my hints are not obvious enough, then I will say it: I'm demanding you take me, you jerk!
[She snapped.
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SHE WISHES SHE COULD TAKE SOME OF THAT BACK.]
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Ohhh, so you know what you want?
[ His voice drops into something low and he leans in again, smile sidw, as he noses up against her face. ]
You want to be taken? You want to feel like you're being ravished? Because that's what I'm hearing from you.
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But she is sure, by the way he carried her before into the bathroom, brushed her hair gently, that this would've stopped had she not voiced her intentions. It seems, as soon as he said that he liked his new master, he has been patient to someone as fresh as her. He can be a good man, despite his mouth.
Sen takes a deep breath.]
As I said before, I do not let just anyone in. I said, I want to be taken by you. [She touches his cheek wth her own, nuzzling lightly before clamping her teeth onto his earlobe. It's firm, enough to mark, before her lips press to soften it.
He maybe hearing correctly, but she's still not going to make it easy.]
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Can't say you didn't ask for it.
[ He kisses her after that. Hard and demanding, with maybe a bit too much bite. ]
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I fully admit, this I really did.
[He kisses ferociously, a little more than she was prepared for, but she recovers quickly to deliver him with a feverish kiss. If he bites, she bites back, tongue sliding over his lips as she begins to explore.]
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Speaking of getting to practice various mechanics together, she whispers as so, now propped up against him, lets her fingers drag down his neck:]
Would you rather here, or would you like a tour of my room?
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[ His voice is a low rumble, lips pressed into her skin. ]
In fact, I think I deserve one, don't you?
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Mmm, you are going to be staying here, so I should allow a more intimate tour, no? Even if you helped yourself in looking around before. Very well. Let us take an extended tour. Starting with my room.
[Even with that announcement, she doesn't break her affections, kissing him along his jaw.] So? Are you going to put me down for me to lead you there, or will you take me there yourself?
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[ He doesn't mind. In fact, he actually likes it. He hoists her a bit higher and glances around, as if ready to start off at this very moment. Hope she doesn't mind just getting carried like a sack. ]
So, which way am I going?
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Let's see... [She holds close, turning her head slightly.] Enter the hall, and walk straight. You will be forced to turn, and then you will see my bedroom.
[Which is totally bitching. Though they might want to do something about the curtains.]
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[ That's pretty impressive, Viet. Cu admires the decor for a moment. ]
Guess I can't complain too much about my new master's taste...
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I do. I suppose it's nice to have a sanctuary to come back to after a long day. [She's humble, and it's still humble...for someone who probably is rolling in money.] A-ah...you do need your own room too, no?
[And while still in his arms, she scratches a cheek in thought.]
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[ He leans down toward her, where she's cradled in his arms. That smile of his gets a bit bigger. ]
Besides, I should be sharing your bed, right?
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[Wait...wait. That's the smile of someone mischievous. She should've seen this coming, really. She smacks his chest.]
You--!!
[Before she pushes a strand of hair away from his face. That mood flip?]
I suppose strategically, it would be better for you to stay with me. The bed is large enough for you, I can keep my eye on you. And it would be easier for you to recharge.
[Considering how snug she is in his arms, she knows exactly what they'd be doing if he shares a bed. Not that she's even bothered, as it did cross her mind.] Should I even encourage it?
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[ He's still being himself, but at least he's not quite as insufferable as he could be. He does grin at her, though - and right after that, he tosses her onto the bed with another of those glints in his eye. ]
Maybe a test drive next?
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