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Aaaaaa little bit.

[he sighs in annoyance.]

Why?

Seemed a little unusual.

[ shrugs, and takes a sip of her drink, which she is not suspicious of at all. ]

—well, I suppose games are different, though.

In a game like this, can't hurt to drink.

[picking up an orange vial, and uncorking it.]

[ she hovers over all of them, and... eventually settles on green. it's definitely better than the Curse of Incessant Talking One, surely. ]

Maybe so, but—

[ bottoms up. ]

[he's gonna get so many truth vials. but.]

But?

But, well, it's just that I have enough reasons to question my own judgment—

[ speaking of which, it seems like, in fact, a really good idea all of a sudden to put one hand at his waist and the other at his shoulder—just, you know, closer. ]

[... he stares at her, a bit surprised at the closeness.]

Me drinkin' alcohol's gonna do that?

[ she coughs lightly, and almost looks like she's going to step back, but— ]

I wouldn't want to take advantage.

Aw. I appreciate the thought, but this isn't how t' take advantage of me.

Well I at least aim for being a proper gentlewoman.

So, should I kiss you, or what?

Y'should.

Or else I bet you'll never let me go.

...oh, fuck off.

[ which she punctuates by tilting her head up slightly to press her lips to his. ]

[look, he thought it was great. but also, kissing shrike is way too easy at this point, and if his hand slips around her waist, so what]

[ oh, that's... nice. actually, enough so that even though the unnatural impulse to hold onto him has worn off—

well, there's still the normal one, and so maybe it's not strictly necessary to comb a hand into his hair or to part her lips a little, but it might as well be a good kiss, right? ]

[when there's nothing really to tell you to stop, it does make "give a nice kiss" easier, as like, a concept, doesn't it?

so, he pulls her flush as his tongue runs across her teeth before twining with hers.

he does faintly taste like whiskey]

[ A shiver like electricity runs down her spine. She doesn't even really think before matching the intensity in return, tugging lightly on his hair with her fingers, other arm wrapping around to press against his back. ]

[wow it's hard to stop, how could this be, how could they have played themselves this way]

[anyway so now that he definitely wants to make out, time to move from her mouth, kissing a trail down to her neck, and then biting hard

cause biting is fun]

[ who could have done this.

she was going to say... something, she keeps losing her train of thought, but she loses it again, gasping, because that's her number one weakness and suddenly she's weak-kneed, back arching slightly to press against him on reflex. ]

Fuck—

Hey...

[he breathes against her neck]

Wanna go somewhere else?

[and his hand creeps to the small of her back]

[ hazily, but she's not resisting, except for— ]

Shouldn't you be calling Nero for that...?

... We could call him?

...I mean.

We could?

[he pauses]

Should we just tell him to meet us somewhere?

... Wait, no, we should ask first.

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