you are such a soft and messy thing
nobody knows how to take care of you
The woman's pause makes Hotaru's lips twitch with the desire to turn downward. She can't assume the woman's thoughts, but she knows that self-conscious stutter, that doubt. And she's rather annoyed that nobody has deigned to call Wessex gorgeous, because she certainly is. No matter her rugged looks, her diverting from traditional femininity, she certainly is gorgeous. Beautiful to look at, to enjoy, and Hotaru does so plainly and unapologetically. Raises a brow at the noise Wessex makes when she finishes dressing, content to let her choose their pace. For now. Eyes lock on Wessex's gaze, illuminated by moonlight. "I'd say you're passable," she teases softly as the distance between them shrinks further and further, voice dipping lower and quieter as calloused fingers play with the edges of her clothing. Promising, tantalizing. And when she speaks of cold, Hotaru tilts her head back - intentional, for how it sways her hair further away from her throat - and laughs anew. Cold? She thinks Hotaru is afraid of a little cold? Oh, she has found the perfect willing victim for her fangs, because Hotaru has felt cold worse than this land could ever offer.
"I was born in snow and ice, you can make me as cold as you want. I can handle it." Bold, self-assured, perhaps a tad headstrong. Hotaru knows all too well the mechanics of this transaction, the reward that is so close she can nearly taste it on her own tongue. Metallic, like the blood she offers as fingers play over her carotid artery. She is a Queen in her own right, though her crown lies in another land. Wessex does not scare her, promises delivery of a pleasure Rexanna could not put words to, and Hotaru is ready to drown. So she grabs tighter to Wessex, pulls on her hard, demanding the connection of their bodies as her eyes light up like fire beneath the moon. "Now are you going to make good on your offer, or should I bite you first?" A flash of her blunt teeth, a promisingly dark smile, willing to try her hand at breaking that beautiful skin. And the challenge is placed, because Hotaru has her prey in her trap now, and she doesn't intend on letting go until they're both properly satisfied.
