HOTARU
It's a rarity, but for once she doesn't feel as if she's inches from securing a trap around an unsuspecting victim. In some ways it makes her ache, reminds her of Thranduil, this competitive intelligence and devil-may-care teasing that had so enraptured her from the very start. Perhaps they're both missing someone they can't reach, taking comfort in flesh and false starts, but in the end they're only human. And nights get lonesome when the bed is cold beside you.
She hums softly in confirmation as he rises, and for once her heart is finally starting to kick up, invested in his responses. Heating her blood until every beat of her pulse feels like liquid fire. It's exhilarating. He is a fine competitor, and she welcomes him as he presses her down, barely any weight to the motion even as she knows she could not readily move him in that moment. It only makes this little dance all the more enticing for Hotaru.
But her worries, her suspicions - the bleeding heart of a girl who had never withered despite being trapped in the glacial prison of her chest - come flooding back to the fore when at the last moment Sunjata hesitates. She holds perfectly still, her eyes clear and her expression calm, refusing to cajole or tease, letting him make this decision entirely on his own. His calloused fingers cradle her cheek, and she leans into it, eyes fluttering closed and presenting her cheek for him to press a lingering kiss to. One of her own hands, previously still, comes to gently press over the one that touches her so gently. When he withdraws, she smiles at him, a warmth to her that tells him that this is more than enough. Keeping his hand where it is beneath hers, she turns and kisses his palm before releasing him, letting him move his hand wherever he desires. Either to touch her again, or to withdraw farther. To continue this teasing dance now that boundaries have been established, or to enforce distance.
"I like to think I can read people well," she responds, voice soft and free of inflection, though she's sure he knows what she means to say. But if he does not..."And you? Can you read me or do you just like to stare?" A coy tilt of her lips, an invitation, an olive branch. All rolled into one. No strings, no expectations. What do you want of me?
She hums softly in confirmation as he rises, and for once her heart is finally starting to kick up, invested in his responses. Heating her blood until every beat of her pulse feels like liquid fire. It's exhilarating. He is a fine competitor, and she welcomes him as he presses her down, barely any weight to the motion even as she knows she could not readily move him in that moment. It only makes this little dance all the more enticing for Hotaru.
But her worries, her suspicions - the bleeding heart of a girl who had never withered despite being trapped in the glacial prison of her chest - come flooding back to the fore when at the last moment Sunjata hesitates. She holds perfectly still, her eyes clear and her expression calm, refusing to cajole or tease, letting him make this decision entirely on his own. His calloused fingers cradle her cheek, and she leans into it, eyes fluttering closed and presenting her cheek for him to press a lingering kiss to. One of her own hands, previously still, comes to gently press over the one that touches her so gently. When he withdraws, she smiles at him, a warmth to her that tells him that this is more than enough. Keeping his hand where it is beneath hers, she turns and kisses his palm before releasing him, letting him move his hand wherever he desires. Either to touch her again, or to withdraw farther. To continue this teasing dance now that boundaries have been established, or to enforce distance.
"I like to think I can read people well," she responds, voice soft and free of inflection, though she's sure he knows what she means to say. But if he does not..."And you? Can you read me or do you just like to stare?" A coy tilt of her lips, an invitation, an olive branch. All rolled into one. No strings, no expectations. What do you want of me?
please do me a favor and shut up
I wear heels bigger than your d*ck
