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[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.]

[Boundaries with her--the kind she won't take, not as long as she doesn't trust him completely. He must know anyone else may have allowed him, a demon, to do such a thing; for instance, she can imagine Yako simply letting him claw her back. The only one Dead Master will allow to harm her, to call her a monster, to do anything to her, is Shooter--because that negative attention is still attention from the one she prizes most.

But this kiss now--he's too tall, and they're too close. He's winning with his tongue against hers, but that only makes her intensify the kiss, trying to push him back a little.]

[Neuro allows her to push him back a little, kissing her back with just as much intensity. He wasn't too sure how much time would have to pass in order to get the door open, but it wasn't like he was keeping track or anything.
He let out that growling noise yet again, cursing this body for betraying him and actually reacting to the kiss. He wasn't enjoying it, he had to keep reminding himself of that, since that logic seemed to fade whenever he found himself too wrapped up in the action.]

[But allowing him to react this way--even if he didn't like it, even if she teased him about it, didn't this also mean it was a sign that he was more human? It was a good thing. She clutches his arm as he kisses her back, feeling something stir within her.

Standing was becoming a chore, for some reason. She...needed to lean against something--wait, no--better to push him against something. Yes--the wall.]

[Neuro acted far more human than what he would have liked, but he'll keep trying to deny those kinds of feelings within him for as long as possible. Even if he knows what it's like to be human thanks to that trick of hers, turning him into one briefly.

He found himself now pushed up against the wall, and as he held on to her, he started to slide down it, taking her with him- so he was now more or less sitting down while up against this wall.]

[...She allows herself to be pulled down with him. It's much better than standing, and her body relaxes against his, her legs on either side on him. Her fingers run through his hair, winding their kiss and passing a sigh, a satisfied breath, to him.

Their game now is too gentle now--she pushes him more against the wall than her body, keeping his lips farther from hers than he might like.]

[Neuro frowns at that, at her keeping her lips away from him. He glances up at her, and for some reason he felt as though he were out of breath. Strange, he wasn't one to have to breathe oxygen in the first place, and yet he was panting slightly, and found himself wanting to feel her lips against his own yet again. He reaches up to her, his gloved hand grazing across her cheek. He doesn't like being kept waiting over this, even though he's usually patient.]

[It's the same with her. Breath, oxygen--it's not necessary; they are more...emotional reactions than anything physiological, but part of them all the same. She lets him touch her cheek, wondering why now of all times he seems more gentle in that touch. She doesn't mind this softness--in fact, she wonders if she should appreciate it more--but at the same time, she wants him to know that there is a balance between the gentle and cruel. She can show him, too--

Smiling, she takes his white scarf off, dropping it to the ground. She moves closer to his lips--but denies him the kiss that he wants. Instead, she pushes him back more, licking his neck upwards, oh so very slowly.]

[Eve he didn't know why he was being gentle, it was ridiculous. He had to keep reminding himself that he wasn't interested in anything like this, but yet again he found himself forgetting about that and just living in the moment. And in this moment, he felt himself content with these actions. Maybe they were the same-...

Neuro frowns when he feels himself being pushed back by her, and just when he thought he'd be able to feel her lips against his once more, she's licking his neck. He tenses up at that, and he finds himself feeling that heat going through his body as she does so. It's like when he was a human at that time- this weird feeling. At least now he could focus on it, instead of having that intense pain as well.]

Dead Master.. [Again, something he hadn't intended to do. He whispered her name, indicating that she was effecting him more than what he liked.]

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