DUPLICITY INBOX

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i want yours in a vial though
not something weird like drinking
no offense
i don't care what you do with mine

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_{[Not the text she was expecting...at all.]}

and here i thought you were going to ask me to turn you
why do you want it

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eh?
are you still mad at me?
i was just playing around

[ He's dodging the question, because there's no good way to say 'in case I need to kill your sister.' ]

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no
im over it

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feet pics or i don't believe you

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_{[There's a sigh coupled with a roll of her eyes that he's not privy to before she replies with an attached picture of her feet, painted nails and all.]}

[shoelicking]

[ Okay, she can't be too mad at him if she's willing to go along with his stupid bullshit. After a minute, her phone will start to ring. When she picks up: ]

So what do you say? Blood trade?

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_{[Oh. He's calling.]}

Why though? You've never been interested in my blood before.

[shoelicking]

[ He. Uh. Needed his hands free for something. ]

Eh? Don't worry about something like that. I just think it's... romantic.

You want mine, don't you?

[ It's like dangling a juicy steak in front of a hungry dog. ]

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You do?

_{[Ah...it is pretty romantic now that she thinks about it.]}

Yeah I do. I really do.

[shoelicking]

[ Too easy. ]

Yeah, it's like owning a piece of you. [ Just one that happens to be able to, as far as he knows, kill her sister.

She can probably hear the slight hitch in his voice when he speaks. ] Like I said, I - ah- want yours in a bottle or something, but you can have mine however you want it.

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Mm...I guess if you put it that way it is pretty romantic...but you know I'm already all yours, right?

_{[Oh she notices...but is there any point in telling him?]}

I want it from your throat.

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I do, I do~ [ He bites his lip for a moment, choking back the small noise that wants to escape. ]

Mm, do you have that much self-control?

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You're not to give it to anyone, promise?

Of course I do. Do you not trust me?

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I won't. [ It's not a lie, for once. He plans to keep it unless Saya turns against Diva again. She'd killed Diva once before, and while death in Duplicity isn't permanent, Tsurugi doesn't want to be totally powerless if the worst comes to worst. He has a family to protect.

As for trust, that question is a lot trickier. Does he trust her not to drain him completely? Diva would never hurt him, so long as she kept her senses about her. She had them now, so it was probably safe. Probably. ]

I trust you. [ It's kind of a boner killer though. ] But you know, I wouldn't mind seeing you a liiiittle crazy.

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Okay.

_{[And it's really that simple. Tsurugi asks and Diva is willing to give, yet again.]}

I'll give you a taste of my blood lust if that's what you want.

_{[As much as she could control herself he was, well, delicious - the tastiest blood she'd ever had. Getting to have a proper drink of it is an exciting prospect to say the least.]}

I want to sit in your lap and bite you while you're inside me.

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Kinky. [ Tsurugi laughs at that, but it's a little huskier than his usual laugh. Unfortunately, there's a jingle of the door opening in front of him and the sound of Tsurugi straightening up in his chair. ]

Fuck. [ There's a pause as he greets a customer. ] I gotta go, babe. I'll see you tonight. Wear the strappy heels for me.

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Ah, okay. I will.

-> time skip to that evening

[shoelicking]

[ Tsurugi comes home around the time that he normally does in the evenings -- a little after the sun has started to set. Despite her insistence, he doesn't bring her flowers, but he doesn't come home empty handed either. As he pushes the door open with one hand, he balances a drink tray with two cups of hot cocoa in the other. ]

I'm home~ [ He practically sings the words out as he toes off his shoes, leaving them in their place by the door. ]

I passed Starcucks on the way home, so I got us some drinks. It's so cold outside~ [ He's bundled up from head to toe, but still freezing. ]

Eh, did you know they have a discount app now~? Normally, I just get shitty coffee, but I thought I'd try it today...

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You did?

_{[She wasn't lying when she said she wasn't mad anymore. The thing about having next to no expectations anymore when it comes to Tsurugi is that she gets to be excited when he does do something sweet. When he shows up with a cup of cocoa for her she's delighted, moving to take the tray from him to set it aside. He gets a quick kiss to his nose first though.]}

Ah, you really are cold. Like a corpse!

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Mmhmm! It was expensive though, even with the app... [ He's going to stick with his shitty coffee in the future, but whatever, a treat every now and then was okay, right? ]

Yeah, I'm like a popsicle. [ To prove his point, he touches the back of her neck with his bare hands as she's setting the drinks aside. ] You should lick me before I melt.

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Ah!

_{[She immediately arches her back as his cold fingers touch her skin, yelping with surprise. That was cold! Turning around to face him her brows furrow before she's reaching up to wrap her arms around his neck, not caring that the scarf gets in the way.]}

What if I want you to melt though?

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[ In turn, Tsurugi wraps his arms around her waist. Her face is lost in the puffiness of his scarf, but he rests his chin on top of her head. ]

I dunno. If anyone's gonna get wet here, shouldn't it be you~?

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_{[Her laugh is muffled as her face is pressed into his scarf. Moments like this are what she lives for.]}

Mm, yeah. If you keep talking like that it won't take much.

_{[That being said...fucking can always wait a moment or two. She pulls back just enough to start help peel him out of his winter clothes.]}

We shouldn't let our drinks get cold though.

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You're easy~ [ He teases, but he pulls away from her, going to get their drinks. ]

C'mon. Let's start the fire~ [ He carries their drinks into the living room, setting the tray back down on the coffee table before he moves to the fireplace. Lighting the fire, he holds his hands out for a moment before he works on unwrapping his scarf, setting it over a chair. Now that they're without a maid again, it will probably stay there overnight unless Diva moves it. The same goes for his sweater which he strips out of and sets aside before moving to grab his cup of coffee and sitting on the couch. ]

If I tell you the truth about why I want your blood, will you promise not to be mad?