[ well, movie night is over and Otome likes to think she's done well against this really frustrating urge but Claude is leaving and she thinks it's probably rude not to see him off.
So, after a minute and very much conflicted, she eases herself to her feet and moves closer to catch him with an easygoing smile. ]
[ she leans in, gaze resting on his neck-- before remembering how tense he had been the first time she'd offered a back rub and what he'd said.
That probably won't put him at ease at all, so instead Otome grasps his hand, gently flips it over and leaves a very soft bite on his wrist. Barely more than a nibble, honestly. ]
[ Claude immediately goes quiet, watching with a look of awe as her teeth close down on the skin of his wrist, soft, but not quite as soft as the brush of her lips.
His breath follows her retreat as he exhales, mumbling a low ] pardon me [ before taking her own hand.
He bites down on her index finger, with a little more strength, but hardly enough to leave an indent. ]
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So, after a minute and very much conflicted, she eases herself to her feet and moves closer to catch him with an easygoing smile. ]
Did you have fun?
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Though evidently he's about to face karma. ]
I can't say it wasn't entertaining. For multiple reasons. You?
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[ Can't imagine why. ]
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[ He looks amused. ]
You didn't notice any strange behaviour?
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[ (: ]
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[ wow she's sure glancing off to the side for some reason. ]
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... No. I wouldn't say that.
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[ she leans in, gaze resting on his neck-- before remembering how tense he had been the first time she'd offered a back rub and what he'd said.
That probably won't put him at ease at all, so instead Otome grasps his hand, gently flips it over and leaves a very soft bite on his wrist. Barely more than a nibble, honestly. ]
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His breath follows her retreat as he exhales, mumbling a low ] pardon me [ before taking her own hand.
He bites down on her index finger, with a little more strength, but hardly enough to leave an indent. ]
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It doesn't hurt when he bites down, but there's some sort of tension there and she also breathes out quietly when he releases her.
Give her a moment. ]
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Claude doesn't really linger, and when he's upright again, he looks a little uncomfortable. ]
On that note, I should be going. This night was a lot of fun, I have to say.
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Take care heading back, all right?
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