Your edges are exactly as I like them, in fact. [ Reaching up to play with her hair, never concerned about presumption. ] You like the silk? I hoped you might.
I live to serve. [ She is unreasonably amused by that statement, because of course that's not how this goes. ]
Might as well take the fullest advantage of it, hm? [ As ways to say 'get as handsy as you like' go, it's elegant enough. She returns a bit of the favor in Saffron's hair, gently scraping her scalp with short, blunt nails. ]
[ oh. damn, that's nice, in a way that puts a little pink in her cheeks in spite of herself. she rolls her shoulders slightly, casual, and skims her hands down alizarin's sides, tracing the outline of her body down to her hips.
—and then very firmly pulls her in even closer, hands cupping her ass. she did say she wanted the rough edges. ]
[ She makes a brief, staccato sound at the grip and the tug. ] I do believe I insist, yes.
[ Absolutely no complaints about the treatment. Like clay on a turning wheel, she reacts according to the particular touch and style of whoever she's opposite; pliant curves or sharp edges, either can result from the meet of the two. And either can be quite delightful. ]
[ Since it's a pointed response she's given, she'll offer the same in return, turning that graze of her nails into more of a scrape. ]
[ One hand finds the back of Saffron's neck when their lips meet, none too gently. The way she kisses is akin to a revving engine, foot to the floor. Look, you grope her ass and there are Consequences. ]
[ ohhhhhh nooooooooo consequences how could this happen to her
Saffron presses into the kiss, meeting the intensity with open-mouthed heat—meanwhile dragging her nails on one hand up Alizarin's spine over the fabric. ]
[ Open and demanding is just how she likes her kisses, in point of fact. That, and a bit of an edge, which Aliza provides as her fangs graze Saffron's bottom lip -- not enough to draw blood, but the threat is there. ]
[ At the touch along her spine she shivers and shimmies a bit closer, humming in a pleased way. ]
[ it's a game of tug o' war; if her partner in this dance wants to win eventually, that's fine. but in the meantime, she wedges her thigh between Alizarin's legs, pressing upwards. ]
That just makes it sound like you want me to test you.
If you're that affronted, maybe you should be a little more clear about that.
[ she leans in harder, leg slotting in more firmly against the V of Alizarin's legs, and curls her head toward her neck, lips ghosting over the skin. ]
[ She betrays a small, satisfied sound at that prodding leg, but keeps otherwise still. Because yes, this is far too much fun. There's a fine line between pushing and beckoning, and this neatly fits right into it. ]
[ There's the playful nip of her teeth against skin—enough that she's clearly going for a reaction there, trying to figure out how much is just enough. ]
[ she bites down a little harder, trailing nips in a line down alizarin's skin—applying a little light suction with the calculated intent of leaving a little something to remember her by. ]
[ Another laugh, this one more amused, because her body can't be marked. Anything arising from that very pleasant suction fades almost instantly -- not that it isn't worthwhile without the lingering reminder, of course. ]
If I didn't know better, I'd think you were trying to make a point.
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It's a lovely choice. Nice to feel under my hands, too, so additional thanks for making that so convenient.
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Might as well take the fullest advantage of it, hm? [ As ways to say 'get as handsy as you like' go, it's elegant enough. She returns a bit of the favor in Saffron's hair, gently scraping her scalp with short, blunt nails. ]
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—and then very firmly pulls her in even closer, hands cupping her ass. she did say she wanted the rough edges. ]
If you insist.
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[ Absolutely no complaints about the treatment. Like clay on a turning wheel, she reacts according to the particular touch and style of whoever she's opposite; pliant curves or sharp edges, either can result from the meet of the two. And either can be quite delightful. ]
[ Since it's a pointed response she's given, she'll offer the same in return, turning that graze of her nails into more of a scrape. ]
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weird. this kind of thing doesn't usually sweep her off her feet this much. she makes a sharp exhale of breath— ]
Well, don't feel like you have to hold yourself back, either.
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[ Soft laughter is her first reply, honestly ] You don't know by now that I never do?
[ She stretches up as if to steal a kiss, then stops just shy of actually doing so, and smiles, and waits. ]
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Tease.
[ but she knows what to do next. it's easy to just let herself go with it; to dip her head and meet Alizarin's lips in a kiss. ]
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[ One hand finds the back of Saffron's neck when their lips meet, none too gently. The way she kisses is akin to a revving engine, foot to the floor. Look, you grope her ass and there are Consequences. ]
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Saffron presses into the kiss, meeting the intensity with open-mouthed heat—meanwhile dragging her nails on one hand up Alizarin's spine over the fabric. ]
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[ At the touch along her spine she shivers and shimmies a bit closer, humming in a pleased way. ]
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she moves one of her hands to idly trace upwards along Alizarin's thigh. ]
And here—I wondered if I'd misjudged, when you offered me tea—
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I might have been toying with you just a little. [ It is her favorite hobby. ] What fun is there in just asking?
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[ at which point she starts steering Alizarin backwards toward the nearest amount of wall space available. ]
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[ Her eyes glow a defiant red as her back finds the wall, making it look like she's the one doing the pinning down rather than the reverse. ]
You're free to try your luck, however.
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That just makes it sound like you want me to test you.
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[ Her arms drape over Saffron's shoulders, brushing the back of her neck, coaxing without drawing her closer. ]
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[ she leans in harder, leg slotting in more firmly against the V of Alizarin's legs, and curls her head toward her neck, lips ghosting over the skin. ]
Right now, I'd almost think you're having fun.
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Two things can be true at once.
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[ There's the playful nip of her teeth against skin—enough that she's clearly going for a reaction there, trying to figure out how much is just enough. ]
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Brazen, aren't you? [ Her laugh is mostly breath, however, so a little more wouldn't be amiss. ]
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[ she bites down a little harder, trailing nips in a line down alizarin's skin—applying a little light suction with the calculated intent of leaving a little something to remember her by. ]
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If I didn't know better, I'd think you were trying to make a point.
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If you didn't know better? Listen, I'm definitely trying to make some kind of point, here. So I'm waiting for your reply.