I think that sounds a lot like the pot calling the kettle black, but... I'm feeling generous this evening. [ there's a fiendish glint in her eyes as she grabs a hold of their jacket and shreds it herself, her own nails somehow having the capability. her tentacles are immediately filling the gap to get at their shirt and, no, they don't really have a concept of gentle. the fabric is torn easily, but ruby will most definitely feel their blades nicking their skin here and there; leaving shallow cuts, which, as soon as d.va can manage, her lips will find. ]
I'm sure you hear it all the time, but you certainly taste divine.
[ they suck in a gasp, growling softly - normally they'd actually be a lot more angry about clothes being destroyed but well, dreams, whatever, who cares - but there's still a hint of a kneejerk annoyed reaction.
the nicks don't frustrate them nearly as much, though. in fact, they don't even manage a response to that or the kissing or even what d.va's saying besides a sharp, needy whine and a frantic attempt to grab her and pull her close. ]
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I'm sure you hear it all the time, but you certainly taste divine.
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[ they suck in a gasp, growling softly - normally they'd actually be a lot more angry about clothes being destroyed but well, dreams, whatever, who cares - but there's still a hint of a kneejerk annoyed reaction.
the nicks don't frustrate them nearly as much, though. in fact, they don't even manage a response to that or the kissing or even what d.va's saying besides a sharp, needy whine and a frantic attempt to grab her and pull her close. ]