adddictions | It's December, now it's legit.

[Hm! How rude! Neuro thinks a lot of things, but he's not one to voice them out loud. So instead, he stays quiet, but has an amused expression on his face. He walks towards her, and then leans down so their faces are pretty close to one another.]

Think what you will Dead Master. [Basically tellin' this ho to shut her mouth ~~and get back into the kitchen.~~]

[He doesn't have to say what he thinks of her--after all, she knows he only thinks of himself. And even what had happened in the forest, how it was to show him that they were equal--at least in her mind--she knows it's not the case in his. She doesn't back away as he approaches, just as amused.] I dare you to tell me otherwise. [And she's saying that unless she's wrong, he should let her believe what she wants, and she'll continue to think of him this way.]

[Oho, he may think only about himself, but that doesn't mean that there are other things out there that doesn't intrigue him. Plenty interests him. Dare him? That only amuses him more. He moves closer to her, his lips barely touching hers, more like teasing.]

Be careful what you wish for. [Ohh she's wrong, oh so wrong. But he's not about to correct it.]

[Yeah, her response to that is to press her lips together, unwelcoming. She's not going to make the first move here. Instead, she only smirks. As if she'd wish for anything like this. She's perfectly content with him not correcting her.]

[OH DEAD MASTER... YOU SILLY FOOL...Of course he'll be the first one to make a move, it's just how it goes. Even though her expression is unwelcoming, Neuro just moves in closer, pressing his lips to hers this time.

It was odd, because it was such a familiar thing, and yet completely different this time around.]

[Her hands stay by her sides, for now, but they threaten to make fists to push him away when they finally kiss. He's tall for her, and even if their kiss thus far is simple, it's far too uncomfortable. Still, she's not going to do anything more than tilt her chin up a little bit higher.]

[Oh boy, Dead Master had better start cooperating here if they're to last as long as five minutes. Neuro is still pretty unsure of what would be stepping over the line here. He's never been one to follow the rules, he makes up his own, but this action is ....still unknown territory.

In any case, he moves a bit closer to her, one hand coming to rest on her lower back. She was still resisting this, however he hardly cared. This was just to get out after all.]

[Just because this was to get out doesn't mean there had to be this much...contact between them. When his hand moves to her lower back, she moves away from it, but that only brings her closer to him. She think he's trapping her, but she's not going to play by his rules either. Dead Master places her hands between them, resting them on his chest.]

[He makes a sound against her lips when she moves away from his hand. Come on, he had plenty of patience but sooner or later they would run out. However, he settles for placing his hand on her waist. Hopefully that is good enough that she won't shy away from his touch yet again.]

[She smiles into the kiss at that sound. Irritating him? Just as planned. But he does manage to secure her with his hand on her waist. The touch makes her stiffen, and that smile fades. She surprised that she would be...that uncomfortable around him--it would give him the wrong idea, make her look weak. That wouldn't do, so she moves her own hands to his shoulders, showing him that she's not shying away from this, least of all him.]

[Finally, she's actually trying to show that she's not afraid of him by refusing to shy away. He liked it when someone moved on and attempted to evolve, even if it was through such an act like this. Actually, maybe him going through with this action could make her see that he's not as big of a threat as she thinks. He's concerned with mysteries, that's all.

Neuro presses his lips against hers a little harder, that curiosity of his taking over, wanting to see what kind of reaction he'd get from her.]

[She only lets him press his lips against her more. But she's not putting half as much effort as he is into her kiss back. At least--not initially. After a second, she meets his extra force equally, and then more so, not wanting to let him keep all of the scale of force on his side.]

[And now his other hand finds it's way to that spot on her back. At least now she's participating in this, he doesn't like it if he's the only one. When she began to kiss him back like that, he let out that low growl in his throat again. Ah-... maybe some traits of being human were still lingering, he hadn't meant for that to happen.]

[She tries to ignore both of his hands, but there's no denying that they are there, keeping her still. That growl--Was he...enjoying this? She's not sure what to make of it. She withdraws only a little at that, only to giggle.] He he he. [Part of human side, she supposes, to like this. She hopes he's uncomfortable because of it, as she goes back to kiss him again.]

[Hm, sadly- enjoying wasn't really the right word. His body was betraying him in this moment, but he still had full control over it at least. When she pulled away briefly, he had even frowned at such an action- he didn't like it when she moved away from him without his permission. Then again, this girl did whatever she wanted. They weren't a good match at all.

Yes, he's uncomfortable, but his opinions hardly matter when dealing with his need to escape this room.]

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[Her eyes had been open, and she catches the frown. It only makes her smile; he has to realize that she's her own person and that his permission means nothing to her. If he didn't like what she was doing, he should either accept it to try to change it--but who knows if the latter would go over too well with her. She reaches a bony, black hand around his neck, pulling him closer.

He should taste that smile of hers, because she wants him to know she likes him frowning.]

[He feels that smile against his lips, but that only makes him smirk in return. Even though her opinion of him seemed to improve, she still has that intense distrust surrounding him. That hand of his that had been on her lower back started to slide up her body, pulling her a bit closer against him. He assumed this would get him in trouble, but he liked to test the boundaries.]

[She's a bit more pressed against him when he smirks. And now he's testing her--she knows it. When his hand slides up her back, her silent breath catches in her throat, and she swallows, parting her lips a little.]

[Even though he's testing her, he could see this as his own test. She asked him if he could control himself, and he still planned on it. However, when she parted her lips slightly, he couldn't help but bring his tongue forward, licking at her lips. That would be as far as he would go unless she would also allow this kiss to go deeper.]

[Licking her lips is like teasing her already--and...she knows he can control himself. So she allows the kiss to deepen; this time, she makes the first move, pressing the back of his head to her. She can taste those odd, alluring mysteries as she runs her tongue along his. Just like before. It's almost...strange, to think that this can defined as willing, with no virus.

But she's always up for games, and this mistletoe tradition turned into just that.]

[He makes a satisfied sound against her lips once again when she moves her tongue towards his own. He can safely say that tasting something else other than mysteries is a foreign concept to him. He continues to move his hand up to her back, his fingertips curling slightly as his nails dig into her back. She should know by now that he's sadistic, he's actually surprised she hasn't tried to cause him pain either during this little action.

Neuro continues to play with her tongue, definitely thinking this as a game too.]

[Her back tenses, not from any sort of pain, but from the action itself--how he even tried to think he could harm her like this, that he wants to. Always a sadist, yes. Seems that he won't ever 'evolve' from that aspect, either. As his nails go into her back, her own hand tightens around the base of his neck. She bites down on his tongue, hard, holding it between her teeth for a moment, allowing him to know she can control him through this action. She pulls him towards towards her before releasing him.]

[Hm, it was more or less harm out of being playful, not out of actually wanting her to hurt. Maybe, he'll come to stop being so sadistic- but for now he truly adores it. When she bites down he can't help but smile about that. Such an action can't hurt him either, even though the pressure is pretty hard, but at least now he's seeing that side of her emerge. Well hey, at least he had his tongue back now.]

[Her judging him going between harm and playful is the same as his jokes: she has much trouble telling when he is serious or not. Yes, she can be quite sadistic as well, but what's more important to her than this playful-harm they exchange right now is control itself. With his hands digging into her back, she's already kept in place. She has little to do now but kiss him harder, letting an annoyed sound escape from her lips.]

[And they're amazing jokes too.

When she makes that sound, he realizes that maybe he's crossed the line yet again. Interesting, there are so many different boundaries here that he didn't know could exist. He stopped digging his hand into her back, and now it was flat against her clothes. He tried against with his tongue, wanting to play with hers once more.]

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