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[ He almost looks affronted, certainly a little huffy. ]
I know you liked it but that isn't why I said it. I said it because I meant it.
[ He shakes his head, like a dog shaking off water. ]
It's not a priority, I suppose. I wouldn't like you just because you're beautiful. But I don't mind telling you about beautiful things if it makes you feel good about it. Why should I?
I know you liked it but that isn't why I said it. I said it because I meant it.
[ He shakes his head, like a dog shaking off water. ]
It's not a priority, I suppose. I wouldn't like you just because you're beautiful. But I don't mind telling you about beautiful things if it makes you feel good about it. Why should I?
[ And he will startle, mostly just because that's certainly a way to introduce yourself. But he's less nervous and more side-eyeing her about it. ]
Right.
What did you mean by 'best behavior'?
Right.
What did you mean by 'best behavior'?
[ One thing G'raha will learn if he and John ever talk again after this is that John? Is not really a one and done kind of person. Once someone matters, they *matter* and his inclination to let go is... not very strong.
That's why he'll keep holding and pressing inside G'raha, kissing and stroking him, and he'll more than likely stay even after his knot goes down, content to keep showing him affection and hold him since it seems like something the other would enjoy. ]
That's why he'll keep holding and pressing inside G'raha, kissing and stroking him, and he'll more than likely stay even after his knot goes down, content to keep showing him affection and hold him since it seems like something the other would enjoy. ]
[ The chuckle he gives then is low and a little evil sounding, though it's clear from the rest of him that it's not really mean so much as just how that deep deep voice sounds laughing. Thankfully, he can fix the pants as easily as he can slice them open, so he'll slice through the fabric before leaning down to take Wei Wuxian's dick between his lips, tongue sliding around the head and flicking the underside as a little tease. He'll work his way down from there, hands moving to hold his thighs open, further and further in as that tongue moves impossibly around, stroking and playing with the skin of his cock until he's at the base: just the right spot for another chuckle that will go straight to his sac. ]
[ His shoulders are available to her, as is his hair, and the only response he'll give to her grabbing on is an encouraging rumble of noise between kisses and nibbles. He's taking his time, though; if she shifts to bare something, he attends to it and if she sounds more satisfied from one thing than another, he'll go back to the 'better' option. He'll make his way slowly down her body, curious to see how sensitive her breasts are; he wouldn't dare just focus on the nipples, or damage her clothing. He's careful to shift the cloth out of the way to reach her skin, kissing the underside, letting his tongue play at the nub, gently grazing the side with the tip of a sharper tooth. She pleads, and he will give.
He wants to hear this song from this songbird as well. ]
He wants to hear this song from this songbird as well. ]
[ being attentive is an awfully cruel thing to do to a woman so desperate for any kind of attention. not that john would know, of course, nor could anyone mistake his gestures now for anything even close to malice. but she has no defenses against it, unable to do anything but utterly melt in the way he lavishes her with a soft sort of focus that might have her holding her breath if she weren't already struggling to take one.
soon as the air hits her breast, and his mouth to follow soon after, he'll be treated to that first note of her song — something low and rumbling too, a gradual purr that escapes her parted lips in a sigh. she'll arch up into his gentle mouth, grateful he's so much more graceful with the spandex the hotel had seen fit to stuff her in. she misses terribly the delicate lingerie she would have normally worn at home, or the elegant dresses she liked to drape over herself. she'll let his deft hands bare what he wants — every movement she makes is certainly an encouraging one — and he might find she reacts particularly well to that slight flash of pain from a bite. ]
soon as the air hits her breast, and his mouth to follow soon after, he'll be treated to that first note of her song — something low and rumbling too, a gradual purr that escapes her parted lips in a sigh. she'll arch up into his gentle mouth, grateful he's so much more graceful with the spandex the hotel had seen fit to stuff her in. she misses terribly the delicate lingerie she would have normally worn at home, or the elegant dresses she liked to drape over herself. she'll let his deft hands bare what he wants — every movement she makes is certainly an encouraging one — and he might find she reacts particularly well to that slight flash of pain from a bite. ]
[ Ah! He didn't expect the mouth on him and when it comes, he moans, loudly, as his back arches and he presses himself into John's mouth. One of his hands comes up to cover his eyes while his other hand curls fingers into the grass underneath him. Heavily panting already, the slick spills more from him in his arousal and he tries to keep his sense but that's long since sucked out of him by John. ]
A-Ah...! Fuck!
A-Ah...! Fuck!
[ At a glance, Fuuta only blinks and nods back. But a sharp eye might note the way he sits up just a little straighter upon hearing those words -- 'that's very kind.' That's right. He's doing a good thing here, being gracious to a newcomer! It's good to hear someone acknowledging his efforts!
... not that that makes it any easier for him to choose what to order for the guy. ]
Right. Sure.
[ Cue a moment of awkward pondering before he leans in to give the waiting bartender the request of a ginger ale highball for himself and a whiskey on the rocks for John. ... he looks a bit like a whiskey guy? Hopefully that'll do? And as the bartender nods and turns away to start fetching their drinks, he settles back into his seat ]
Just to be clear, though, it's not like I'm trying to get anything out of you, alright? It's just that I know getting used to this place is hell when you're new. You haven't had to deal with too much bullshit yet?
... not that that makes it any easier for him to choose what to order for the guy. ]
Right. Sure.
[ Cue a moment of awkward pondering before he leans in to give the waiting bartender the request of a ginger ale highball for himself and a whiskey on the rocks for John. ... he looks a bit like a whiskey guy? Hopefully that'll do? And as the bartender nods and turns away to start fetching their drinks, he settles back into his seat ]
Just to be clear, though, it's not like I'm trying to get anything out of you, alright? It's just that I know getting used to this place is hell when you're new. You haven't had to deal with too much bullshit yet?
[ okay, he earns a soft huff of laughter at that. ]
Please, don't force yourself. Although, I don't really know much about beauty so perhaps I could learn more from you.
[ her taste in aesthetics can be a little... weird, if not bland. hard to determine what beauty is when you're from a world where superficial things like those are never given any attention if at all. ]
Please, don't force yourself. Although, I don't really know much about beauty so perhaps I could learn more from you.
[ her taste in aesthetics can be a little... weird, if not bland. hard to determine what beauty is when you're from a world where superficial things like those are never given any attention if at all. ]
[ Jingyi looks at him for a moment, settling herself on the barstool and facing the wall of colorful drinks on the shelf. Her eyes shift to the side to look at him, eventually answering him without any more fluff ]
Your kind and I have been at war in my world. This war, my purpose and reason for being, is why I do not trust you.
[ Bluntly put, Jingyi gives him more of her attention at the uttering of those last few words. Yet, she's here being civil with him and inviting him over for a drink, an enemy of her people, so she is probably giving him the benefit of the doubt. She orders the bartender with a gesture, "Two drinks. One for myself and my... friend, here" ]
Your kind and I have been at war in my world. This war, my purpose and reason for being, is why I do not trust you.
[ Bluntly put, Jingyi gives him more of her attention at the uttering of those last few words. Yet, she's here being civil with him and inviting him over for a drink, an enemy of her people, so she is probably giving him the benefit of the doubt. She orders the bartender with a gesture, "Two drinks. One for myself and my... friend, here" ]
I don't have a 'kind'.
[ Probably harsher than he's been about anyone or anything since he got here. There aren't many triggers he has but that rubs up on one of them. ]
But I understand wariness. I'd never call myself something 'safe'. But I have no reason to fuck with you here. In the sense of being an asshole, I mean. So I'm not going to.
[ And he'll dip his head to the bartender. Whatever she orders is fine. ]
[ Probably harsher than he's been about anyone or anything since he got here. There aren't many triggers he has but that rubs up on one of them. ]
But I understand wariness. I'd never call myself something 'safe'. But I have no reason to fuck with you here. In the sense of being an asshole, I mean. So I'm not going to.
[ And he'll dip his head to the bartender. Whatever she orders is fine. ]
[ Still huffy! ]
I'm not forcing anything. And... I don't know how to... 'know' about beauty. I just think things are beautiful.
I'm not forcing anything. And... I don't know how to... 'know' about beauty. I just think things are beautiful.
[ She'll feel it more than hear it, the deep satisfying sound he makes when he hears her first note, when she arches to his attention. And when he notices the way she likes that little flash of teeth, he won't hesitate to nibble a little more, letting her feel the sharpness even as he's careful not to break skin. His tongue will find it's way around the bud of a nipple here of there, but it's just as often his breath cool across the damp skin there as if he can't resist tasting all of her.
He uses his hands underneath the spandex to gently move to remove it from her entirely, though she'll need to lift her arms for that. He's remarkably good at continuing to worship at her even as his arms move seemingly independent in their quest to remove her clothes. ]
He uses his hands underneath the spandex to gently move to remove it from her entirely, though she'll need to lift her arms for that. He's remarkably good at continuing to worship at her even as his arms move seemingly independent in their quest to remove her clothes. ]
[ Wei Wuxian will feel it next: fingers seeking out his hole, sliding in the slick at first to coat before pressing inside to make sure he's good and ready for more. Or maybe just to heighten the pleasure of what he's doing now; the way he writhes from this alone is extremely tempting, and there's a part of John that doesn't want to let him go until he's tasted him properly.
He'll see where his patience is, and how pretty Wei Wuxian looks while he's getting his dick sucked and his hole fucked with those thick, heavy fingers. ]
He'll see where his patience is, and how pretty Wei Wuxian looks while he's getting his dick sucked and his hole fucked with those thick, heavy fingers. ]
Hmm...
[ Jingyi notices his frustration, keeping her keen gaze fixed on him. Unmoved, yet cautious, Jingyi thinks of what to say after considering his words. She orders some vodka in tall, chilled tumbler glasses with nothing added to it. She wants nothing else that would mute the violent burn from the drink.
She returns her attention back to him, chin resting on her hand. ]
If you can keep your promise of peace, then I will not raise my hand on you.
[ That said, she will keep an eye on him, and her revelation to him that she's fought others like him in the past should serve as her way of warning him to behave. Expect her to show up in his life from time to time, which could be annoying, but also more chances to prove her wrong.
Their drinks arrive just as she said her piece, taking one of them to raise her hand for a toast. ]
Let us come to an agreement, shall we?
[ Jingyi notices his frustration, keeping her keen gaze fixed on him. Unmoved, yet cautious, Jingyi thinks of what to say after considering his words. She orders some vodka in tall, chilled tumbler glasses with nothing added to it. She wants nothing else that would mute the violent burn from the drink.
She returns her attention back to him, chin resting on her hand. ]
If you can keep your promise of peace, then I will not raise my hand on you.
[ That said, she will keep an eye on him, and her revelation to him that she's fought others like him in the past should serve as her way of warning him to behave. Expect her to show up in his life from time to time, which could be annoying, but also more chances to prove her wrong.
Their drinks arrive just as she said her piece, taking one of them to raise her hand for a toast. ]
Let us come to an agreement, shall we?
[ He blinks at the reaction; he thought he'd said the right thing. But he frowns before peering over at Fuuta. ]
Yes, you were clear. And I don't know what you mean by 'bullshit': nothing's tried to kill me yet.
I just don't have any preferences.
Yes, you were clear. And I don't know what you mean by 'bullshit': nothing's tried to kill me yet.
I just don't have any preferences.
[ he is a meticulous thing, attentive and proactive to her every reaction. it makes manuela feel oddly self-conscious, which is in itself an ironic thing; to think the woman who craves attention as much as she does, who thrives under it as much as she does, would find herself shrinking back from it when she finally receives it after what feels like so long. truly, to be a human is a funny thing.
but enough about that. his deft hands are quick to distract her thoroughly enough, that even if the pink of her cheeks is partly there because of a sudden bout of bashfulness, there is far more heat than anything that might even come close to resembling any sort of hesitation.
once he rids her of her clothing (a feat, considering how that annoying material seems to cling to her like a second skin), she sits herself back on that bench to allow him a full and thorough look at her, thighs lightly parted so that he might see how wet she's already become for him. ]
Now that you've seen all of me... Don't I get to look, too?
but enough about that. his deft hands are quick to distract her thoroughly enough, that even if the pink of her cheeks is partly there because of a sudden bout of bashfulness, there is far more heat than anything that might even come close to resembling any sort of hesitation.
once he rids her of her clothing (a feat, considering how that annoying material seems to cling to her like a second skin), she sits herself back on that bench to allow him a full and thorough look at her, thighs lightly parted so that he might see how wet she's already become for him. ]
Now that you've seen all of me... Don't I get to look, too?
[ That's a quick nod. ]
Yes. Since they put us in sports attire. ...at least, I think that's what it's called.
Yes. Since they put us in sports attire. ...at least, I think that's what it's called.
Good. Then I doubt we're going to have a problem.
[ A slight huff, but it's the sort one gives when they are a grumpy individual in general, not like he actually has a problem with it. ]
I mean... don't you think if I was going to fuck with people like that, I would have, I don't know, not been totally up front about it?
[ He'll take the drink, though. And she'll get to see him look it up and down, take in the aesthetics first, sniff it a few times before tentatively sipping. No matter what flavor he's getting there, he's going to look delighted. Mostly because 'flavors' are a new thing for him. ]
[ A slight huff, but it's the sort one gives when they are a grumpy individual in general, not like he actually has a problem with it. ]
I mean... don't you think if I was going to fuck with people like that, I would have, I don't know, not been totally up front about it?
[ He'll take the drink, though. And she'll get to see him look it up and down, take in the aesthetics first, sniff it a few times before tentatively sipping. No matter what flavor he's getting there, he's going to look delighted. Mostly because 'flavors' are a new thing for him. ]
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[ She will, at least, get to see that he's more than a little in awe of her, or at least that's the expression on his face. He looks her up and down, like he's memorizing the beauty before him, and it's only after a moment of looking his fill that he even seems to have heard her.
There's a quick, eager nod before he looks to her and says in all earnestness- ]
You're beautiful.
[ Before he seems to realize how simple and perhaps silly those words might sound to her and he'll start pulling off his own clothes. Shirt first, showing off all manner of little arcane symbols and golden freckles over his body in a few places, and the golden crack along his hip gets revealed as he pushes the bottom off of his outfit as well.
He's not self-conscious, which happens when you somewhat decide your own shape and when you know that the part you don't shape is, well, determined by the person interacting with you. So almost certainly, Manuela will find a body that fits her preferences underneath those clothes, and he won't rush her looking before he glances up to silently ask permission to continue. ]
There's a quick, eager nod before he looks to her and says in all earnestness- ]
You're beautiful.
[ Before he seems to realize how simple and perhaps silly those words might sound to her and he'll start pulling off his own clothes. Shirt first, showing off all manner of little arcane symbols and golden freckles over his body in a few places, and the golden crack along his hip gets revealed as he pushes the bottom off of his outfit as well.
He's not self-conscious, which happens when you somewhat decide your own shape and when you know that the part you don't shape is, well, determined by the person interacting with you. So almost certainly, Manuela will find a body that fits her preferences underneath those clothes, and he won't rush her looking before he glances up to silently ask permission to continue. ]
[ Wei Wuxian is nothing short of gone with the way John keeps working him over. The added fingers just do their job of throwing him all the way off his game and coherency leaves his body completely. Moans spill from his mouth, over and over and over again and his toes curl, his back arches, slick spills from his hole and he even ends up whimpering as John's fingers brush past his prostate, making him see stars. ]
N-Ngh...! You...!
[ That's all he can pant out before he's moaning again, even louder, and his dick throbs with the need to come. He feels close, which is crazy since they just started, but with all the pent up tension, the scent in the air, and John's magical mouth and fingers — this is incredible. This is... highly likely the first time anyone's ever sucked him off so. Yeah. ]
N-Ngh...! You...!
[ That's all he can pant out before he's moaning again, even louder, and his dick throbs with the need to come. He feels close, which is crazy since they just started, but with all the pent up tension, the scent in the air, and John's magical mouth and fingers — this is incredible. This is... highly likely the first time anyone's ever sucked him off so. Yeah. ]
[from here ]
Is there something else you'd like to talk about? Or
Truth.
If you want to ask me more questions.
Is there something else you'd like to talk about? Or
Truth.
If you want to ask me more questions.
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