[..... what kind of a room is this??? Feels like something he'd find in the Diasomnia dorm house...
He goes ahead and sits down on the bed.]
I was heavily discouraged from any sort of sexual exploration while growing up. It was basically viewed as a waste of time if you weren't having children. A temptation to be avoided...
[He loosely crosses his arms.]
I've been getting better at it, but... it can still make me pretty uncomfortable at times.
[The room used to belong to Dracula's son. Don't worry too much about it. She joins him on the bed once he's seated himself, listening intently when he speaks.]
Mm...that makes sense. I never had sex until I came here. I was supposed to - my Chevalier had picked out a bridegroom for me and everything so I could have a baby. It never came to that though.
[Granted she had her own little happy accident that resulted in empty cocoons but he doesn't need to know about that right now.]
I like it though. It's can be fun and feels good. [Well, most of the time.] You don't have to worry about being kind of a virgin though. I like virgins.
[Marriage. She really wants that...but it doesn't seem like it's in the cards. Especially since Tsurugi had left. She shakes the thought from her head as she smiles back at Riddle, reaching out to pat him gently on the shoulder.]
I'll take it slow, don't worry. [Her smile grows wider, fangs flashing.] Is there anything you like?
[Even though he knows she doesn't mean to, the pat makes him feel a little silly. Or rather, it's having to be comforted over this that makes him feel silly...
But he nevertheless offers a grateful nod, then blinks, face darkening at both the question and... those fangs...]
Ah...
[You can do it, Riddle. Breathe.]
...gentleness, usually. But... during Tumenalia, Jamil bit me. I'm... guessing it feeling really good is something to do with your people?
Well. She wasn't expecting him to say something like that but it's pleasing to hear nonetheless.]
Mm, so I've been told. It seems to be euphoric to some. [Y'know, when she's not biting people to kill them.] I can bite you gently if you'd like. I'll treat you sweetly I promise.
[The real answer though is yes, yes she would. It's always a treat to be with someone who's around her size. It'd be a lie to say she didn't enjoy being in charge - she did. Gently she reaches out with a hand to cup his face, smoothing a thumb over a cheek. Leaning in she pecks the corner of his mouth with a smile, lashes framing her pretty blue eyes. He'll notice now that she's closer that she smells quite good, fragrant like flowers, a sweet nectar of sorts.
It's hard to hold back when she could gobble him up right there on the spot.]
[O-oh— his heart is already beating faster just from that. Diva is sweet, going slow with him, and... he really should just be calmer about this, right? There's no reason to be so wound up.
He tries to let out a discreet breath, but is any bodily function discreet with a chiropteran? Heh, he just doesn't want her to feel bad because of his nerves.
He nods, then takes a breath and slowly leans forward, letting tension ease out of his posture as he presses his lips to hers.]
[No, nothing is discreet with a chiropteran. Diva can hear his heart thrumming away loudly in her ears, his shaky little breath echoing off the walls around them. The volume of sounds doesn't bother her though, she's desensitized to it, used to her heightened senses since birth. She's pleased as he leans forward to connect their lips together, her own shoulders slack as she slides her hands over his shoulders to hook around his neck loosely.
He's easy to kiss, she finds, and makes herself ever so pliant to encourage him further. She doesn't want to spook him, after all.]
[This is much the same, at least, and he's had a bit of practice at this. Even so, he's still a bit shy when he deepens the kiss, tilting his own head slightly while one hand comes up to caress Diva's chin and coaxing her to tilt her head a little, as well.
The more they do it, the more Riddle relaxes. He might not know Diva that well, but... she was safe. She'd helped him in a time of need. And she'd always respected his boundaries.
Feeling a swell of gratitude has him putting a little more passion into the kiss, reservations easing away.]
[She can notice the shift in the way his shoulders and body relaxes, in the way his muscles go from taught to loose. It's nice to see that he's becoming more pliant and in turn she becomes the same, letting him tilt her head whichever way he wishes to deepen the kiss.
More and more as their lips come together she lets her hands stroke against his back, fingers lightly tracing shapes over fabric. He's cute and delicate and really what isn't to like about that? At least for Diva it's all she needs.]
[He's so much more aware of anything, now that the anxiety has taken a back seat. The subtle shifts of her body; the way she moves so easily with him. The gentle way she touches him. For as obviously eager as Diva was, she was still so incredibly mindful of him.
The fangs, as always, interest him. Not sharp enough to cause harm without putting some effort behind it, or perhaps without being very careless and rough in a kiss, but still far sharp enough to be noticable.
There's a moment of consideration, and then...
He rakes his tongue against a fang, a small, startled moan escaping his mouth as the broken tissue quickly begins to well with blood.]
[The effect of the taste of his blood on her tongue is practically immediate as her eyes dilate and she's moaning against him, her own tongue swiping over his to draw out whatever bit of flavour she can from it.
She breaks the kiss for a moment, staring back at him, wide-eyed, unable to help herself. She's learned restraint over the past few years, sure, but her instincts are still ultimately what guide her.]
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He goes ahead and sits down on the bed.]
I was heavily discouraged from any sort of sexual exploration while growing up. It was basically viewed as a waste of time if you weren't having children. A temptation to be avoided...
[He loosely crosses his arms.]
I've been getting better at it, but... it can still make me pretty uncomfortable at times.
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Mm...that makes sense. I never had sex until I came here. I was supposed to - my Chevalier had picked out a bridegroom for me and everything so I could have a baby. It never came to that though.
[Granted she had her own little happy accident that resulted in
emptycocoons but he doesn't need to know about that right now.]I like it though. It's can be fun and feels good. [Well, most of the time.] You don't have to worry about being kind of a virgin though. I like virgins.
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[Makes sense, with her being royalty.
Ah... the statements come back immediately remind him of Floyd. And then the last two have him blushing again.]
... alright. [He supposes that's good, at least.] I-in that case, I suppose... you can take the lead?
... I'd just prefer not to rush into things too much, is all I ask.
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[Marriage. She really wants that...but it doesn't seem like it's in the cards. Especially since Tsurugi had left. She shakes the thought from her head as she smiles back at Riddle, reaching out to pat him gently on the shoulder.]
I'll take it slow, don't worry. [Her smile grows wider, fangs flashing.] Is there anything you like?
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But he nevertheless offers a grateful nod, then blinks, face darkening at both the question and... those fangs...]
Ah...
[You can do it, Riddle. Breathe.]
...gentleness, usually. But... during Tumenalia, Jamil bit me. I'm... guessing it feeling really good is something to do with your people?
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Ohh.
Well. She wasn't expecting him to say something like that but it's pleasing to hear nonetheless.]
Mm, so I've been told. It seems to be euphoric to some. [Y'know, when she's not biting people to kill them.] I can bite you gently if you'd like. I'll treat you sweetly I promise.
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[He's really trying not to let his nerves get to him too much. He takes a deep breath, and nods.]
Would you like to lead?
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[The real answer though is yes, yes she would. It's always a treat to be with someone who's around her size. It'd be a lie to say she didn't enjoy being in charge - she did. Gently she reaches out with a hand to cup his face, smoothing a thumb over a cheek. Leaning in she pecks the corner of his mouth with a smile, lashes framing her pretty blue eyes. He'll notice now that she's closer that she smells quite good, fragrant like flowers, a sweet nectar of sorts.
It's hard to hold back when she could gobble him up right there on the spot.]
Shall we kiss?
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He tries to let out a discreet breath, but is any bodily function discreet with a chiropteran? Heh, he just doesn't want her to feel bad because of his nerves.
He nods, then takes a breath and slowly leans forward, letting tension ease out of his posture as he presses his lips to hers.]
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He's easy to kiss, she finds, and makes herself ever so pliant to encourage him further. She doesn't want to spook him, after all.]
Mm...
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The more they do it, the more Riddle relaxes. He might not know Diva that well, but... she was safe. She'd helped him in a time of need. And she'd always respected his boundaries.
Feeling a swell of gratitude has him putting a little more passion into the kiss, reservations easing away.]
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More and more as their lips come together she lets her hands stroke against his back, fingers lightly tracing shapes over fabric. He's cute and delicate and really what isn't to like about that? At least for Diva it's all she needs.]
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The fangs, as always, interest him. Not sharp enough to cause harm without putting some effort behind it, or perhaps without being very careless and rough in a kiss, but still far sharp enough to be noticable.
There's a moment of consideration, and then...
He rakes his tongue against a fang, a small, startled moan escaping his mouth as the broken tissue quickly begins to well with blood.]
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She breaks the kiss for a moment, staring back at him, wide-eyed, unable to help herself. She's learned restraint over the past few years, sure, but her instincts are still ultimately what guide her.]
...Are you all right?