[ Bless her! She's doing a good deed for all mankind-- wait, what. ]
I'm normally not that— whatever. [ He'd prefer not to explain how he is. Hopefully, she gets it. ] The stuff I said? About you being mine an' shit, you can just forget about it, alright?
Oh, she understands, as she starts to pick at a pie herself.]
Mmm, are you saying you cannot handle such responsibility, now? [She's joking.] No, I understand. I felt this...urge to keep you to myself during that time. Make you mine, as one would say. So I think it is fair to say it is the moon. [Not that she doesn't throw those terms when she's being intimate, because she does, but that's another detail for another moment.] So I guess it's better we clear the air now, no?
[ Joke or not, he's already choked on the small bite he's put in his mouth. Thanks. ]
What— No! Whatever responsibility I've gotten myself into while I was some kinda wolf, I'll take it. [ He gets back up to grab a glass of water for his guest and then for himself. ] Just rude, that's all, to say you own a woman.
[ Once he's sat back down, he looks away, unsure of where to begin. He's usually a lot less careful when it comes to situation, but it feels like this is fragile. At least, that's how it comes off to him, anyway. ]
Ah, I mean, I'm touched, truly. [That he was that responsible. That even when they literally had a marathon (hmm), he took care of her throughout.] I'm not so easily owned, but I allowed it at the time.
[She straightens up and folds her hands in front of her.]
You can go first. [She has this feeling he has a lot to say too, from how he leapt up onto his feet. She's a patient woman.]
Lookin' back now, I said a lotta shit that doesn't sit well with me now.
[ Just like how he said he owned her and how possessive he was. He's glad the two of them have the chance to clear the air and she's not actively avoiding him. She did allow it, she consented, but it bothers him now that he's in a better state of mind. ]
But, uh, it looks like you're fine, but I just wanted to know if I hurt you then or somethin'. Last thing I wanna do is hurt a woman. I promised that to myself. I gotta treat you right, you know, for sex an' outside of it an' all.
Well, a lot of the time we were driven by...heat of the moment?
[Was it just heat of the moment? She felt a lot more angry at times back then. Like she was the Incredible H*** or something. Still, time to listen. He's also rambling which she could understand. She does the same when she starts to panic.]
No it's...it's fine. You didn't hurt me. I'm quite strong, even normally. And I heal fast too. The bites didn't last a day. [Sorry...] Anyway, you did treat me right, truly. You let me into your home, let me use the shower, clothed me. We just...got i-intimate along the way. [Okay, now she's losing her calm.] A-and I know! Since you're the type to take care of others, and even with all your claims, you don't have to be responsible for me. If you thought that by saying such things then, you'd have to. I understand.
With Vietnam rambling too, he can't help but let out a laugh. It's not at her he's laughing at, but with the huge wave of relief off his shoulders from talking like this, he's pretty happy. ]
[ oh. Well. He only asked that because he wanted to know that she was fully okay with it all. That she'd want to have sex with him even if she wasn't under the spell of Sanguis. But her saying more is... ]
[ Samatoki is definitely not minding the forwardness, but the only reaction he gives her when she kisses him is a hand on her arm in case she falls over or something. He doesn't return the kiss because she said she wants to test something, and he doesn't know what. He doesn't want to be the one who's too forward, even though there's nothing awkward between the two of them and there's also the mutual sexual attraction... agreement? ]
[There, it was nice and soft and he never flinched. So she turns again, this time, to press her lips to his. Once more, it's soft, gentle, and she only lingers a little before she pulls back.]
How did you feel?
[They have their agreement that they is mutual sexual attraction. It might just be all physical, but was it something that carried over when the moon moved away?]
[ Samatoki kisses her back this time, soft and sweet. It's nothing like the hungry and powerful kisses he has so graciously provided her a few moons ago. He chases after her when she pulls away, but realises this act of his immediately that he heels right away. ]
[She reaches for her food again, readying herself for a bite--]
Well...I guess I would say you don't have to feel pressured if you don't feel attracted to me.
[She knows that to get sexually intimate, there has to be some level of attraction. Even if they're fine with it because of how much time they spent being so close, it's different if it wasn't the same when they're lucid.]
[ Ah, that makes sense. It's also good to know that neither of them have the intention of sleeping around with just about anyone. Vietnam has standards and it's comforting to know he's able to attract her in some way.
He leans forward, one arm resting on the table. ]
We're pretty much like idols, back in my Japan. You're with a celebrity right now, pretty much.
[ What a smug asshole. Maybe he just wants to impress her. ]
[What was that? She leans forward as he does, and he looks so smug with that grin on his face and very bold claim. If she was guessing right, it seemed like he was trying to impress her. Was this something boys do?
If it is, then perhaps the feeling is reciprocated that there was some kind of attraction, whether or not there were others in their lives, just that it worked for them. Now she feels like this is a little like a Tinder date, except she's never actually used Tinder.]
Oh? Should I ask for an autograph? Then again, I was curious about how you rap, rap god. [Oh she remembers.]
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[ Vietnam is being a lot more forward than he expected over this. Right. ]
The moon really fucked us up, huh?
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[Someone has to be considering this. It was the only way.]
In a way. I'm normally not that forward.
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I'm normally not that— whatever. [ He'd prefer not to explain how he is. Hopefully, she gets it. ] The stuff I said? About you being mine an' shit, you can just forget about it, alright?
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Oh, she understands, as she starts to pick at a pie herself.]
Mmm, are you saying you cannot handle such responsibility, now? [She's joking.] No, I understand. I felt this...urge to keep you to myself during that time. Make you mine, as one would say. So I think it is fair to say it is the moon. [Not that she doesn't throw those terms when she's being intimate, because she does, but that's another detail for another moment.] So I guess it's better we clear the air now, no?
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What— No! Whatever responsibility I've gotten myself into while I was some kinda wolf, I'll take it. [ He gets back up to grab a glass of water for his guest and then for himself. ] Just rude, that's all, to say you own a woman.
[ Once he's sat back down, he looks away, unsure of where to begin. He's usually a lot less careful when it comes to situation, but it feels like this is fragile. At least, that's how it comes off to him, anyway. ]
You want me to go first, or do you wanna?
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Ah, I mean, I'm touched, truly. [That he was that responsible. That even when they literally had a marathon (hmm), he took care of her throughout.] I'm not so easily owned, but I allowed it at the time.
[She straightens up and folds her hands in front of her.]
You can go first. [She has this feeling he has a lot to say too, from how he leapt up onto his feet. She's a patient woman.]
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[ Just like how he said he owned her and how possessive he was. He's glad the two of them have the chance to clear the air and she's not actively avoiding him. She did allow it, she consented, but it bothers him now that he's in a better state of mind. ]
But, uh, it looks like you're fine, but I just wanted to know if I hurt you then or somethin'. Last thing I wanna do is hurt a woman. I promised that to myself. I gotta treat you right, you know, for sex an' outside of it an' all.
[ who let samatoki talk he's not making sense ]
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[Was it just heat of the moment? She felt a lot more angry at times back then. Like she was the Incredible H*** or something. Still, time to listen. He's also rambling which she could understand. She does the same when she starts to panic.]
No it's...it's fine. You didn't hurt me. I'm quite strong, even normally. And I heal fast too. The bites didn't last a day. [Sorry...] Anyway, you did treat me right, truly. You let me into your home, let me use the shower, clothed me. We just...got i-intimate along the way. [Okay, now she's losing her calm.] A-and I know! Since you're the type to take care of others, and even with all your claims, you don't have to be responsible for me. If you thought that by saying such things then, you'd have to. I understand.
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With Vietnam rambling too, he can't help but let out a laugh. It's not at her he's laughing at, but with the huge wave of relief off his shoulders from talking like this, he's pretty happy. ]
So you're fine with everything?
[ By which he means if she's not mad at him. ]
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She can't help it! But his laugh sounds lovely, so now she fiddles with the tips of her hair.]
Yes. Strange thing to admit, but despite it all, I really enjoyed myself.
[Mental AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.]
HELP
Yeah, me too.
[ WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS CONVERSATION ALDJALFJAL ]
You wanna do it again some time?
NO HELP ME!!!
She splutters, for a moment, before her hands reach her lap, gripping onto the fabric of her clothes. GOD.]
Well...I don't mind. Even outside of the moon phases.
[Her voice was quieter, for once, and she did imply they can get dirty any time. Wow.]
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Yeah, I— [ ... not expected. ] Yeah.
Same.
[ He's gonna die. She's killing him. ]
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Even if it was very wild. She blushes deeply when he reciprocates the idea. Especially since it's not during the moonphases.
She stands up.]
Then can I try something? Don't worry, it won't lead to anything today.
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Yeah? What is it?
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Please excuse my forwardness.
[It's a test, but she kisses the corner of his lips, chaste and soft. It's not quite a full kiss, but she's trying to see how he reactions.]
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How did you feel?
[They have their agreement that they is mutual sexual attraction. It might just be all physical, but was it something that carried over when the moon moved away?]
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Nice. [ ... ] Was that what you were testing out?
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Nice...I felt so too. [She shrugs lightly.] It was. I wanted to know if we would feel the same way after. Like this.
[She presses her lips to his again. Deeper but slow, just to taste him a little before they settle down again.]
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[ He hums an acknowledgement while she sits back down, then he moves back to eat some of the pie. ]
What would happen if it wasn't the same?
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Well...I guess I would say you don't have to feel pressured if you don't feel attracted to me.
[She knows that to get sexually intimate, there has to be some level of attraction. Even if they're fine with it because of how much time they spent being so close, it's different if it wasn't the same when they're lucid.]
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He leans forward, one arm resting on the table. ]
We're pretty much like idols, back in my Japan. You're with a celebrity right now, pretty much.
[ What a smug asshole. Maybe he just wants to impress her. ]
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If it is, then perhaps the feeling is reciprocated that there was some kind of attraction, whether or not there were others in their lives, just that it worked for them. Now she feels like this is a little like a Tinder date, except she's never actually used Tinder.]
Oh? Should I ask for an autograph? Then again, I was curious about how you rap, rap god. [Oh she remembers.]
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What do you know?
[ He's speaking to her comfortably. It's nice. He'll try to tone it down at least if she says anything about his ego. ]
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Nice his icon has his cleavage.
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