[It may be true that there's very little either of them can do if the powers that be decide to mess with them. Hell, they took Tsurugi away from her just to give him back. Both of them were powerless but that didn't mean sentiments didn't matter - they did, especially from Tsurugi when he was being genuine.
He may not be able to protect her but he wants to. That means more to her than he realizes.]
...Then I'll give it to you. I trust you.
[It's a big ask, what he's requesting of her, and as he's bearing his heart to her she's in turn doing the same.]
It's the one thing people wanted me for, you know? My blood. It's the reason I'm still alive and why I was treated the way I was.
[ Tsurugi leans forward to set his drink back on the table and then turns to her, cupping her chin with one hand and tilting her face so he can kiss her cheek. Knowing how she'd been treated, he feels a little guilty being one more person asking for her blood, but it's for her sake and the sake of the empty cocoons. If it came down to it, he'd hurt his family to protect them. He'd always hurt the people he wanted to protect -- even when he didn't want to. ]
I want you for your tits, too. [ It's a joke, one meant to lighten the mood because he can never stay serious for long. ]
Let me treat you really well. [ His hand slid from her chin down to her neck, fingers ghosting over her skin there, until it drifts even lower, brushing against her breast. It's his other coping mechanism -- fucking her until her mind is on something else, something other than whatever sin he'd committed that day.
As he groped her, he tilted his head to the side, leaving his neck exposed. It felt strange, being so vulnerable like this and knowing he was about to get bit, but even though he'd lied earlier, he hadn't lied about the exchange. ]
[It's so easy to just let him do whatever he wants. Leaning into his touch is second nature by now, as he tenderly kisses her cheek and runs his fingers down toward her chest. The squeeze he gives her is reassuring more than anything, his lecherous words getting a small laugh out of her. If he wanted to treat her really well she wouldn't say no, not when he was offering.
The flash of his neck doesn't go unnoticed either, her gaze honing in on it. Despite herself she can't help but feel her mouth water. At least she's not drooling.]
I want you.
[In many, many ways. He was simply irresistible to her. It's her turn to touch him, the pads of her fingertips feather light as she runs them over his jaw and down the side of his neck.]
But I want you inside me like I said, before I take anything else from you.
[ It's Diva's turn to lose her drink as Tsurugi plucks it out of her hand and sets it on the table beside his. She doesn't have to ask him twice; he's already pushing her sideways so she falls onto her back. He tugs her dress up and over her head, tossing it overhead so it falls in a random location. They can worry about it later.
For now, he just wants to touch her. His hands explore her body, her chest, her sides, and eventually one hand dips under the fabric of her panties, sliding a finger in between her slit. His lips find hers, forcing her into a kiss as he rocks his hips against her, the shape of his shaft obvious as it strains his pants. ]
[There goes her drink. While its fate was to end up cold she could, thankfully, warm it up later in the microwave. Right now she's more or less forgotten it once it's taken from her. Tsurugi, is, as usual, right front and center when it comes to her attention.
Back she goes on the couch, her dress peeled off her easily as she positions herself under him. They've done this song and dance thousands of times now and yet it never gets boring. Wherever Tsurugi's hands decide to go she's always eager to have them on her. There's a breathy gasp out of her as he kisses her, his finger already soaked from how wet she's become. If anything it just makes her greedy. As he rocks against her she lifts her hips eagerly, arms wrapping around his neck.]
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of course he does
He may not be able to protect her but he wants to. That means more to her than he realizes.]
...Then I'll give it to you. I trust you.
[It's a big ask, what he's requesting of her, and as he's bearing his heart to her she's in turn doing the same.]
It's the one thing people wanted me for, you know? My blood. It's the reason I'm still alive and why I was treated the way I was.
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emptycocoons. If it came down to it, he'd hurt his family to protect them. He'd always hurt the people he wanted to protect -- even when he didn't want to. ]I want you for your tits, too. [ It's a joke, one meant to lighten the mood because he can never stay serious for long. ]
Let me treat you really well. [ His hand slid from her chin down to her neck, fingers ghosting over her skin there, until it drifts even lower, brushing against her breast. It's his other coping mechanism -- fucking her until her mind is on something else, something other than whatever sin he'd committed that day.
As he groped her, he tilted his head to the side, leaving his neck exposed. It felt strange, being so vulnerable like this and knowing he was about to get bit, but even though he'd lied earlier, he hadn't lied about the exchange. ]
I'll fill you up tonight.
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The flash of his neck doesn't go unnoticed either, her gaze honing in on it. Despite herself she can't help but feel her mouth water. At least she's not drooling.]
I want you.
[In many, many ways. He was simply irresistible to her. It's her turn to touch him, the pads of her fingertips feather light as she runs them over his jaw and down the side of his neck.]
But I want you inside me like I said, before I take anything else from you.
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For now, he just wants to touch her. His hands explore her body, her chest, her sides, and eventually one hand dips under the fabric of her panties, sliding a finger in between her slit. His lips find hers, forcing her into a kiss as he rocks his hips against her, the shape of his shaft obvious as it strains his pants. ]
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Back she goes on the couch, her dress peeled off her easily as she positions herself under him. They've done this song and dance thousands of times now and yet it never gets boring. Wherever Tsurugi's hands decide to go she's always eager to have them on her. There's a breathy gasp out of her as he kisses her, his finger already soaked from how wet she's become. If anything it just makes her greedy. As he rocks against her she lifts her hips eagerly, arms wrapping around his neck.]