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

[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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[She draws away again when she hears him speak her name, but she has to inhale deeply to regain her composure. This was a little bit too fun--she waves it off as something that is still sadistic about herself, seeing him succumb to her like this and calling her name with...what she can only guess is that 'respect' he says he has for her, but finds it so hard to show. She knows better than to think he would so openly respect her--which means he didn't mean to call her name.

Well, she only smiles at that as she leans forward to his ear, her own breath hot as she whispers to him.] ...Yes, Neuro Nougami? [Teasing him, really. And she'll continue sucking his neck, just as slowly, unless he wants the pace to quicken.]

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[....As much as he hated to admit it, he finally concluded that he found this to be fun as well. This shouldn't even be happening, they were only meant to kiss in order to escape but--... now he wasn't so sure he'd even be able to walk away from this so quickly. He did have control, and he was using everything he had to restrain himself at this moment. Neuro did indeed have respect for her, even after what had happened with the virus, and the forest. His opinions weren't so easily swayed. That could also be why he was trying to control what his body wanted, out of respect for this girl.

He's unable to respond for a moment, tensing up as she whispered into his ear, along with giving his neck attention. Neuro could only respond by wrapping his arms around her, wanting to bring her closer to him. He had the urge to feel her lips again, but he also liked the action she was currently doing. He remained quiet, only breathing in deeply as a response to her sucking.]

[Her dress is open in the back, and she doesn't mind his touch so much anymore as she feels his arms move around her. As she's being brought closer to him she hears his steady breath and feels her chest against his, even if there's three or more layers between them. She must stop teasing his neck to let out a sharp breath, but she bites down on his skin almost immediately afterwards, as if it would prevent her from saying his name.

She adjusts delicately in his lap, trailing kisses up to the corner of his mouth. She'll deny him as much as she can.]

[Neuro could only wonder what kinds of thoughts were going through her mind at the moment. Currently, he was finding it hard to even think clearly, and that was quite possibly one of the weirdest experiences. He always had a clear mind, always thinking logically about something, this however-... he could barely form words let alone process information. When she bites down on his skin, he tenses up again, not from it hurting, but from the sensation.

She still refused to bring her lips to his just yet, and that irritated him a bit. He turned his head so their lips were dangerously close to one another, his breath hot against her skin. Neuro went to her bottom lip, biting at it, but not enough to break the skin- taking care not to do so with his razor sharp teeth.]

[Is she thinking of anything in particular right now? Oh, yes. Most obvious is how biting her lip reminds her of when he last drew blood like that. But he's being very gentle with her here, and it's still surprising to her. Surprising enough to tense when she feels those teeth. He doesn't realize how sharp his teeth are--but she understands that he didn't mean to break the thin skin of her lips. Nevertheless, she feels herself wince from that, but the slight pain blends with...what she's feeling, this warmth, from being this close to him.

She turns this into a proper kiss, pushing her tongue between his lips.]

It's December, now it's legit.

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