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[at_heart]

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Re: + Alizarin, Strings (Day 512)

[at_heart]

[ hnnngh, ever little tug on his hair ]

I'm never gonna be too distracted to appreciate you in lingerie.

[ Said with confidence, but. Also a little husky. He still really wants her to just bite him, ]

Re: + Alizarin, Strings (Day 512)

[sangreine]

[ Oh? That's quite a claim. And it gets her thinking -- so the next time her fingers twist in his hair and yank his head back. Then she noses up the side of his neck, right along the pulse of his artery. ]

Never? [ Not even when she uses the tips of her fangs to press bloodless divots into his skin while her body presses close, aiming to pin him against the dressing room wall? ]

Re: + Alizarin, Strings (Day 512)

[at_heart]

[ Shudder absolutely racking his frame, and he starts to reach for her before forcibly stopping himself: hands falling to his sides as another shiver goes through him. Hnnngh, fuck. ]

Even — when I can't see straight.

[ Very thick, very low in his throat. ]

Re: + Alizarin, Strings (Day 512)

[sangreine]

[ She notices his hands move, then still at his sides. And tsks quietly against his throat. ]

Touch. I want you to. [ Her words may be that of an almost-request, her tone is decidedly a command. ]

[ She licks a slow path along the thrum of his carotid, curious what he'll do with the opportunity. She intends to reward or punish him accordingly. ]

Re: + Alizarin, Strings (Day 512)

[at_heart]

[ It's not fair, telling him to touch her without telling him how. But he brings his hands up again, one finding her hair to stroke (if shudderingly, as her tongue drags over his skin), and the other tracing the bumps of her spine.

Definitely — playing it safe. ]

Re: + Alizarin, Strings (Day 512)

[sangreine]

[ Punishment it is, then. She peels back just enough to let cool air rush between them, except for her humid breath on his neck. If he played his hand better she'd be sipping his blood right now. ]

Touch. Show me what you want. [ It's as close to permission as she cares to give, so he'd best take it. Repeating herself is not something she'll do twice. ] If you do, I'll give it to you.