[ Shifting in his arms she situates herself so that she's properly sitting on his lap, legs cradling his waist. She cups his cheek, thumb gently brushing along his lip before leaning close. Her tongue tastes his blood before her mouth finds him properly once more, prompting his lips apart.
Whatever desire he feels she wants to consume.
Her opposite hand finds his chest, fingers splaying out to find and feel the warmth of his skin. She can sense the rush of his blood, especially attuned to changes in the body.
Her own cheeks are flushed and her eyes open to look back and forth between his, a question lingering within. Breathless, against him-- ]
[he can't stop himself from shivering at the feeling of her body pressed so close to his, his hips shifting under her. he lowers his eyes and murmurs into her lips, softly so only she can hear him]
Anything you want, I shall gladly give you. I am yours.
[ Her fingers find the buttons of his shirt. The top already exposes his neck to her fangs, but she wants to feel more and soak in the warmth of his body, see his skin flushed from arousal. Wearing a red dress, slightly bunched up due to their positions, she rolls her hips against his own and practically purrs in pleasure, lips finding his neck below the ear as she begins to work his shirt off around his shoulders. ]
If you leave it to me... I'm going to take it all.
[ His blood, his body, his feelings-- she wants to taste and drink it all in. He really has no idea how much she delights in his every shiver, knowing she's the cause of his current excitement. Tongue dragging along his throat, her nails lightly drag down his back, before her fangs clamp down, sinking into his supple flesh for the first time this evening, and drawing on the entoxicating taste of his feelings and life. ]
[he groans softly at first, both arms winding around her waist to hold her to him, and then it suddenly crescendos into a breathless cry when her fangs sink in, his body seizing up for a moment and then just melting under her.
the surface feelings are there--lust, attraction, excitement, desire--and then beneath the surface, a strong feeling of love and safety. it isn't just that he wants her, it's that he loves her and he trusts her to be good to him, to take care of him, to care about him as much as he cares about her. visions of being held, of limbs entwined, of gentle smiles beneath heavy eyelashes, of hands held, of patterns traced along bare skin, of leaving a trail of kisses along a lover's shoulder fill yuuki's mind. they're visions of tenderness, of intimacy, but most importantly of love--that's what's filling fox's mind right now.
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Whatever desire he feels she wants to consume.
Her opposite hand finds his chest, fingers splaying out to find and feel the warmth of his skin. She can sense the rush of his blood, especially attuned to changes in the body.
Her own cheeks are flushed and her eyes open to look back and forth between his, a question lingering within. Breathless, against him-- ]
And... and if I want more than just blood?
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Anything you want, I shall gladly give you. I am yours.
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If you leave it to me... I'm going to take it all.
[ His blood, his body, his feelings-- she wants to taste and drink it all in. He really has no idea how much she delights in his every shiver, knowing she's the cause of his current excitement. Tongue dragging along his throat, her nails lightly drag down his back, before her fangs clamp down, sinking into his supple flesh for the first time this evening, and drawing on the entoxicating taste of his feelings and life. ]
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the surface feelings are there--lust, attraction, excitement, desire--and then beneath the surface, a strong feeling of love and safety. it isn't just that he wants her, it's that he loves her and he trusts her to be good to him, to take care of him, to care about him as much as he cares about her. visions of being held, of limbs entwined, of gentle smiles beneath heavy eyelashes, of hands held, of patterns traced along bare skin, of leaving a trail of kisses along a lover's shoulder fill yuuki's mind. they're visions of tenderness, of intimacy, but most importantly of love--that's what's filling fox's mind right now.
that, and a name--"yusuke."]