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14, 19, 20!
14. What is a song you'd listen to during sex?
“I have honestly not tried that yet. But I feel it would have to fit the mood, slow and sensual for romance and making love and something more intense and fast pace for when things get rough~”
19. Do you like Valentine's Day?
“I’ve never given it some thought before but that’s because I didn’t have someone to properly celebrate it with. But now I do and I’m very much looking forward to it~”
20. Do you enjoy wearing lingerie or seeing your partner wear it?
“I absolutely love seeing my partner in lingerie, all kinds in fact. That’s a quick way to get me in the mood is to let me know your wearing a seductive pair under your clothes, I’ll want nothing more than to take your clothes off to see it~”
Sinday Asks - Spicy and Sweet
1. What are your top 3 kinks?
2. Are you into BDSM?
3. Are you a top or bottom?
4. Are you a dominant or submissive?
5. Monogomous or polyamorous?
6. Are you a virgin?
7. Do you have any crushes?
8. Do you like to hold hands in public?
9. What do you look for in a romantic partner?
10. What ways do you say ‘I love you’ without actually saying it?
11. Would you have sex on the first date?
12. Would you ever get married?
13. Are they interested in romance?
14. What is a song you’d listen to during sex?
15. Do you like mutual masturbation?
16. Do you like porn? Do you like to share or watch porn with your partner?
17. What are you favorite foreplay activities?
18. What are some things you like about your crush or person you’re dating?
19. Do you like Valentine’s Day?
20. Do you enjoy wearing lingerie or seeing your partner wear it?
alphabet: A, J, L and Y
A= Aftercare (what they're like after the act):
It depends on the partner but he’s usually very cuddly and affectionate. He will brush his fingers through their hair, draw patterns with his finger tips all over their skin and whisper many words of praise into their ears.
J = Jack off (do they masturbate and how often):
Not often at all. He prefers to hold back as much as possible to make intimacy with his partner more pleasurable, but that doesn’t mean he’s above taking a spicy video and sending it to his partner or letting them watch as he pleasures himself.
L= Location (where they like to get it on)
The bed is the preferred location but any location is good, the couch, the floor, agaisnt the wall, in the shower, even out in public, as long as his partner is comfortable so is he.
Y= Yearning (sexdrive level)
Very high, if he had his way he would take his partner to bed daily, sometimes multiple times per day. His sex drive only increases the more he cares about his partner.
A LIST OF CASUAL YET INTIMATE INTERACTIONS
sender to receiver:
[ HOOK ] sender hooking a finger beneath receiver's jaw
[ PINCH ] sender holding receiver's chin between their thumb and forefinger
[ LOOK ] sender holding receiver's jaw and turning their head to look at them
[ PICK ] sender telling receiver to "hold still" while they remove something from their hair
[ GRAZE ] sender brushes their fingertip back and forth along receiver's jaw while they listen to receiver talk
[ DIRECT ] sender seeing that receiver is going the wrong way, takes hold of their shoulders from behind and turns them the right direction
[ BACK ] sender grabs receiver's wrist and tugs them closer when receiver tries to walk away.
[ TOY ] sender fidgets with something receiver is wearing while receiver talks to them
[ STROKE ] sender absentmindedly plays with receiver's hair while they're focused on another task
[ DEPART ] sender is saying goodbye and kisses receiver's forehead
[ DRESS ] sender without prompting helps receiver put on a jacket
[ UNDRESS ] sender helps receiver remove an article of clothing or jewelry
[ REFILL ] sender refills receiver's drink before they can ask or do it themselves
[ FIX ] sender cleans something off of receiver's face
[ RUB ] sender places their hand around the back of receiver's neck, rubbing their thumb just under their ear
[ PULL ] sender sits next to receiver and places their arm around their shoulders, gently pulling them into their side
[ BECKON ] sender sees receiver and lifts their arm up so they can come hug/cuddle them
[ GLIDE ] sender is gently rubbing/scratching receivers back and rubs their knuckle down their spine to the small of their back
[ CHEER ] seeing that receiver is scowling, sender rubs their thumb over the furrow between receiver's brows
[ TUCK ] sender finds receiver asleep somewhere and puts a blanket or their own coat over them
[ TRACE ] sender brushes their fingers along receiver's forehead, temple and cheekbone
[ BRUSH ] sender brushes their hand up and down receiver's arm as they walk past them
[ KEEP ] sender holds receiver's arm just above the elbow while they're talking or to get their attention
[ LEAN ] sender looks over receiver's shoulder who is sitting, placing a hand on their desk while receiver shows them something
[ NUDGE ] sender grabs the chair receiver is sitting in and pulls it closer
[ LISTEN ] sender is listening to receiver talk and picks up an object that belongs to receiver to fidget with
[ SEARCH ] sender searches out receiver's gaze in a crowded room either for approval or to check if they're okay
[ SMOOTH ] sender smooths their thumb over receiver's eyebrow
[ SLIP ] sender places their hand in receiver's back pocket while they walk together
receiver to sender:
[ HOOKING ] receiver hooking a finger beneath sender's jaw
[ PINCHING ] receiver holding sender's chin between their thumb and forefinger
[ LOOKING ] receiver holding sender's jaw and turning their head to look at them
[ PICKING ] receiver telling sender to "hold still" while they remove something from their hair
[ GRAZING ] receiver brushes their fingertip back and forth along sender's jaw while they listen to sender talk
[ DIRECTING ] receiver seeing that sender is going the wrong way, takes hold of their shoulders from behind and turns them the right direction
[ BACKING ] receiver grabs sender's wrist and tugs them closer when sender tries to walk away.
[ TOYING ] receiver fidgets with something sender is wearing while sender talks to them
[ STROKING ] receiver absentmindedly plays with sender's hair while they're focused on another task
[ DEPARTING ] receiver is saying goodbye and kisses sender's forehead
[ DRESSING ] receiver without prompting helps sender put on a jacket
[ UNDRESSING ] receiver helps sender remove an article of clothing or jewelry
[ REFILLING ] receiver refills sender's drink before they can ask or do it themselves
[ FIXING ] receiver cleans something off of senders face
[ RUBBING ] receiver places their hand around the back of receiver's neck, rubbing their thumb just under their ear
[ PULLING ] receiver sits next to sender and places their arm around their shoulders, gently pulling them into their side
[ BECKONING ] receiver sees sender and lifts their arm up so they can come hug/cuddle them
[ GLIDING ] receiver is gently rubbing/scratching sender's back and rubs their knuckle down their spine to the small of their back
[ CHEERING ] seeing that sender is scowling, receiver rubs their thumb over the furrow between sender's brows
[ TUCKING ] receiver finds sender asleep somewhere and puts a blanket or their own coat over them
[ TRACING ] receiver brushes their fingers along sender's forehead, temple and cheekbone
[ BRUSHING ] receiver brushes their hand up and down sender's arm as they walk past them
[ KEEPING ] receiver holds sender's arm just above the elbow while they're talking or to get their attention
[ LEANING ] receiver looks over sender's shoulder who is sitting, placing a hand on their desk while sender shows them something
[ NUDGING ] receiver grabs the chair sender is sitting in and pulls it closer
[ LISTENING ] receiver is listening to sender talk and picks up an object that belongs to sender to fidget with
[ SEARCHING ] receiver seeks out sender's gaze in a crowded room either for approval or to check that they're okay
[ SMOOTHING ] receiver smooths their thumb over sender's eyebrow
[ SLIPPING ] receiver places their hand in sender's back pocket while they're walking
"Dibs, Bitch!"
“I feel the same way about you my lovely jewel of a lover~”
UNSFW PROMPTS - Honest & Raw.
of Dom/Sub/Switch flavors || all acts are consensual. || REVERSE! highly encouraged.
DIALOGUE - dom.
"That's it, baby. You are almost there. Just a little more." "Fuck, you are so beautiful like this." "Shh, ah-ah, not a sound, baby." "God, you're fucking soaked down there." "Take it all, it's all yours." "Holy shit, your mouth is dangerous." "God, you're so fucking tight." "I want to be down here forever." "Swallow, baby, all of it." "That's my good girl." "That's my good boy." "Woah, slow down darling, I am not going anywhere." "Eyes on me. Don't you look away now." "Ask me, baby. Ask me for more. You know how to." "Louder, I can't hear you." "Show me how much you want it."
DIALOGUE- sub.
"I can't. I can't anymore. Please." "I am close. So fucking close." "Don't stop, please." "Fuck, you are vicious. I want more." "Give it to me." "If you stop right now, I am going to fucking kill you!" "God, you are in so deep." "Is that all you've got?" "Punish me." "You feel so good. I am going to lose my mind." "Stay down there, I am not done with you." "Do I taste good? Show me how much you like it." "Let me sit on your face when I cum." "Keep going. Keep fucking going."
ACTION - sender focused. (attach REVERSE! to switch roles)
sender trails kisses on receiver's stomach and leaves a trail of hickeys. sender drags their tongue over receiver's inner thigh before biting it. sender grinds on receiver from behind while both are dressed. sender grinds on receiver from behind while both are undressed. sender nibbles on receiver's earlobe while fingering the receiver. sender grunts/moans against receiver's neck while finishing inside the receiver. sender masturbates to reach an orgasm while the receiver is watching. sender chokes the receiver while fucking the receiver roughly. sender grips receiver's head while riding receiver's face. sender performs oral on receiver under the table. sender puts a pillow under receiver's hips. sender puts a blind fold on receiver. sender spends a long time kissing receiver's body. sender rides the receiver with hands handcuffed behind receiver's head.
ACTION - receiver focused. (attach REVERSE! to switch roles)
receiver pulls sender into their lap to kiss their neck. receiver tugs on sender's hair to get sender down on their knees. receiver dragging their tongue over receiver's navel to follow a trail down. receiver grips the pillow while sender is overstimulating them. receiver getting fingered by sender in a public setting. receiver performing oral on blindfolded sender. receiver orgasms while getting edged by sender. receiver spends a long time kissing sender's body. receiver spilling a drink on themselves to have sender undress them. receiver gripping the back of sender's head while fucking them in the shower. receiver gripping sender's hips to finish inside the sender. receiver kissing sender while both orgasm simultaneously.
NSFW Alphabet template
A= Aftercare (what they’re like after the act)
B= Body part (favorite body part their own or their lovers)
C= Cum (anything that has to do with it)
D= Dirty secret (Pretty self explanatory)
E= Experience (do they know what they’re doing)
F= Favorite position
G= Goofy (how serious are they)
H= Hair (grooming habits)
I= Intimacy (in the moment romantic or rough/dirty)
J= Jack off (do they masturbate and how often)
K= Kink (kinks what they like possibly unusual)
L= Location (where they like to get it on)
M= Motivation (things that makes them tick/turn ons)
N= No (turnoffs or absolutely won’t do)
O= Oral (receiving or giving and how skillful they are)
P= Pace (how fast they are and how long they last in bed)
Q= Quickie (do they prefer fast and hard)
R= Risk (do they like to try new things)
S= Stamina (how many times they can go and how long each round lasts)
T= Toys (are they game for using sex toys on themselves or lovers)
U= Unfair (how do they tease or do they enjoy suspense themselves)
V= Volume (are they loud, what sounds, and do they talk)
W= Wild card (random sincannon of any sort)
X= X-ray (what’s down below in dem pants)
Y= Yearning (sexdrive level)
Z= Zzzz (do they sleep after if so how quickly after)
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“You don’t happen to be my partner for this shoot, do you?” Most of the time, the agency sent another famous model or celebrity for her to work with. This was the first time she’d seen him before, and she had to admit that she wouldn’t mind being pressed up against him for the next couple of hours.
“Indeed I am” his voice deep and soothing. The vampire had gotten quite bored with his routine so he took this job as a charge of pace. His looks got him the sort easily but now he was wondering if there were other perks to this little photo shoot.
“I’m Dio, can I know the name of my beautiful partner for this evening?~”
How many times had he done this before? Planting the seeds of his intentions to let them slowly sprout through the night, to ensure her in his blossoming flowers only to discard her like all the rest. But this time that didn’t happen, this time she surprised him. Usually when he asks that question people lie or focus on primal desires but she on the other hand spoke honestly, he could tell from her body language.
Dio took a moment to process things before answering thou his crimson eyes never left her form. “Not disappointing at all, in fact…it’s the most thoughtful answer I’ve ever gotten…” his expression changed, less rehearsed and more open “peace is something most people don’t realize how valuable it is until it’s lost. The simple joy of being in a place and feeling completely at peace or being with someone and knowing your safe in their arms…it’s something I also desire.” He revealed a little about himself to her, pinned thoughts he had kept hidden from so many and her she was able to pull them out of him, what a dangerous woman.
“I expected some flirting, but you gave me something more. As for your question what excites me is people like you who subvert my expectations. I was interested in you before Miss Kitty, I thought you were beautiful but now you have my full undivided attention. Your allure is something I find hard to describe with words, I can only say that I have a strong desire to be the one who can give you that peace.” He reaches for her hand again, this time more gently, his fingers gently brushing agaisnt hers as he tries to genuinely form a connection between them.
For a moment, Kitty doesn’t respond at all. Not in the immediate, expected way the conversation seems to invite. The words sit between them instead, warm and strange and carefully placed, like something she’s been handed without instructions on what it’s supposed to even mean. She blinks, once, then twice, as if she's catching up with herself.
Peace. Of all things. It makes something subtle shift in her expression, not quite surprise or disbelief, but something quieter that reads more like curiosity trying to decide whether or not it’s being lied to.
A soft breezy sound leaves her, something that could almost be a laugh if it carried any real weight. Her gaze drifts away from him for a moment, toward the door of the room as though she’s trying to gauge what kind of man he actually is-- what kind of man would talk like this. When her attention returns, it’s more measured, studying him with a kind of quiet focus that sits just beneath the surface of her usual prim composure. ❛ I have heard versions of this, before, you know. ❜
When he reaches for her hand again, she allows the motion to almost complete itself before subtly redirecting it, her fingers slipping just out of easy contact to rest against the arm of her seat instead. It isn’t abrupt, not sharp or rejecting, just a quiet . . . correction of distance. He's interesting. But she's unsure if he's interesting enough for her to let him make her a plaything.
Kitty's smile returns after a beat, soft and composed, but her attention sharpens in a way that suggests she’s no longer simply being entertained by him. ❛ You seem to say things like that so easily, ❜ she muses, tone light, ❛ but you could say that to anyone, no? ❜
Her head tilts slightly as she studies him again, less like a performer now and more like someone trying to read the structure behind the performance sitting across from her. ❛ Peace, safe arms, being with someone. . . ❜ she repeats slowly, as if tasting the phrasing for inconsistencies, letting it linger just long enough to feel intentional rather than playful. ❛ That’s a very specific picture for someone you’ve only just met. Is that something you think about often, Mister Brando, or something you happen to miss? ❜ The question lands gently, but it carries weight; like she’s not just hearing him, but trying to figure out where the edges of him actually are.
Is he someone the chanteuse will indulge? Is he someone she needs to keep a closer eye on? Who's to be certain.
He understood and returned his hand to his side as he listened to her, analyzing every word, realizing there is so much more to her than he initially thought. “You see Miss Kitty…when you live for a long time there comes a moment when your able to pick up on certain things more easily, for example if someone has what your looking for and I fully believe you are that someone. You are who I’ve been looking for.” He looked her right in the eyes as he spoke, not even a second of hesitation.
“This has never happened before. Never have I been so direct so quickly and never have I been this focused on someone before.” He leans forward, for now he kept his hands to himself but tried to close the distance just a bit. “I’ve never had that peace…I’ve longed for it all my life but I’ve never been able to achieve it. I’ve tried but things always happen to make it fall apart. But I’ve never tried to be someone else’s peace Miss Kitty. I’ve never wanted to until now. I can’t say i understand it fully, why I feel this way but I do.”
He offers her his hand, this time making any kind of contact her choice “I expected a temptress that would try and steal all my secrets. I can tell when people lie Miss Kitty, it’s a bit of a gift I’ve picked up over the years…but all I get from you is honesty and that’s moved my heart in ways no one else has. My original plan was to simply charm you and leave you empty handed but now…well if I’m allowed to be bold…I want to pull you onto my lap, hold you and never let go..”
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DRUNKEN HEAT — SPICY NIGHT ROLEPLAY STARTERS
(blurry rooms, warm breaths, lowered inhibitions, and the kind of closeness people only admit to drunk)
TOO MANY DRINKS - BLURRED LINES
• “Come here—no, closer. I can’t hear you from way over there.” • “You smell really, really good… is that new? Or have I just never been this close?” • “Stop laughing like that, it’s making my head spin faster than the alcohol.” • “If I lean on you, it’s not because I’m drunk. It’s because you’re warm.” • “Your face is doing that thing again… that thing that makes me want to touch it.” • “I should go home but… your hand feels nice. I don’t want to move.” • “I’m drunk, not stupid. I know exactly how I’m looking at you right now.” • “Just—stay. Don’t pull away. Not tonight.”
TOO CLOSE TO THINK - BREATH AGAINST SKIN
• “You’re staring at my mouth… should I ask why, or just let you keep doing it?” • “If you keep leaning in like that, I might forget how to act civilized.” • “You’re warm. Like really warm. How is that fair?” • “Your hand on my thigh—was that intentional, or should I get drunker to pretend it was?” • “Tell me to stop and I will. …You’re not saying anything.” • “I can hear your heartbeat from here. That’s not normal, right?” • “If you touch me again like that, I can’t promise I’ll stay calm.” • “Don’t look at me with that soft expression. It does things to me.”
LOSING BALANCE - FALLING INTO ARMS, LITERALLY
• “Okay—okay, I’m falling. Catch me. No really, catch me!” • “I didn’t mean to fall into your lap, but now that I’m here…” • “Who told you you’re allowed to hold me this gently?” • “I’m not blushing, I’m drunk. Shut up. …Okay maybe I’m blushing too.” • “Your arms feel safer than standing right now.” • “If I sink into you any further, I might never get up.” • “Can you… help me with my jacket? My hands aren’t cooperating.” • “Keep your arms there for a second. I need to remember how solid you feel.”
SLURRED CONFESSIONS - HONESTY SPILLS OUT FIRST
• “Do you know how long I’ve wanted you to look at me like this?” • “You have no idea what you do to me, do you?” • “I shouldn’t say this. But I want you. Badly.” • “If I wasn’t drunk, I’d lie better about how much I want you.” • “You make me feel… something. Something I shouldn’t say out loud.” • “I always pretend I don’t notice you staring. I notice. I like it.” • “Stop being perfect. I’m drunk and vulnerable and it’s unfair.” • “If I kiss you right now, blame the alcohol… even though it isn’t the alcohol.”
IMPOSSIBLY WARM - HANDS WANDERING, HEARTS RACING
• “Your fingers keep brushing mine. That’s not an accident, right?” • “If you want to touch me, just touch me. Don’t tease.” • “Your hand on the back of my neck—don’t stop.” • “God, you’re addictive. Even just the way you’re sitting.” • “If you pull me into your lap like you’re thinking about doing, I won’t complain.” • “The way you’re looking at me… it feels like you’re undressing my thoughts.” • “I want you closer. I don’t care how close.” • “Your hands are trembling a little. Does touching me do that to you?”
THE ROOM SPINS - BUT THE HEAT DOESN'T
• “Everything’s spinning except you… why is that?” • “Sit next to me. No—right here. Press against me.” • “I can’t tell if I’m dizzy because of the alcohol or because of you.” • “If I lay my head on your shoulder… will you stay still?” • “This couch is too small for both of us. …Guess we’ll have to be very close.” • “You keep brushing hair from my face. Do you know what that does to me?” • “My lips are numb… here—feel. Or is that too forward?” • “If I close my eyes, promise you won’t move away.”
THE EDGE OF CONTROL - TENSION TOO THICK TO HIDE
• “Don’t tempt me. I’m barely holding myself together as it is.” • “Say my name again. Just like that.” • “If you pull me any closer, I’m not stopping.” • “I can’t tell if this is a terrible idea or the best mistake I’ll ever make.” • “Tell me what you want. I won’t judge.” • “Your breath on my neck—do you know what that does to me?” • “You’re shaking… or is that me?” • “If you keep touching my waist like that, I’m going to lose my mind.”
THE MOMENT BEFORE - ONE BREATH AWAY FROM TOO MUCH
• “If I kiss you, will you push me away or pull me closer?” • “Tell me not to. Please. Because I really, really want to.” • “You’re looking at my lips again.” • “I can’t tell if this is a bad decision or the one we’ve been waiting on.” • “Come here… slowly.” • “The room’s too quiet. I can hear every inhale you take.” • “My self-control is hanging by a thread. One more touch and it snaps.” • “You’re trembling… is it because of me?”
MORNING RECKONINGS - THE HINT OF AFTERMATH
• “If we remember this tomorrow… please don’t pretend it didn’t happen.” • “If I fall asleep like this, don’t move. I like you too much.” • “Stay tonight. Even if we do nothing. Please.” • “If we cross this line… I’m not going back.” • “Should we talk about what almost happened?” • “I’m not drunk anymore, but I still want you.” • “If you regret this in the morning… just tell me now.” • “Don’t leave. Not when we’re this close.”
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He saw the tears and knew what they meant, using his thumb to wipe one or two of the away as she readied herself to speak and when she did he took it all ok like he always does but this time it all felt a bit different somehow. This was something so meaningful, so sincere, he gently held her a bit tighter as he responded. “You want to make me a father….and I want to make you a mother…” he said calmly, still trying to find the right words in his mind.
Dio made sure to look into her eyes as he kept talking, wanting her to feel just how much this all meant to him. “I never thought about it before, not until I met you. What it would be like to have a child, to raise someone we brought into this world together. I want this Luna, we can make it happen, even if it takes us years, if there is the smallest of chances we will make it happen and have a child we can call our own.” He presses his forehead agaisnt hers to feel even more connected. “I want nothing more than to live happily with you for the rest of our days, I want you to have everything you could ever want and even more still, what I want Luna is what you want. You are my happiness, my reason for living.”
He takes a deep breath and puts all of the emotion within him into these words, they come out a bit shaky as he can barely contain the emotions that are swelling up within him “Thank you for wanting to give me the opportunity to be better than the man who made me…thank you for believing in me more than I ever did in myself…thank you for…trusting me enough to be the father of your child and thank you for being my child’s mother…I love you Luna, so very much…” tears start forming in his eyes, overwhelmed by his own words, of the realization that the reason he had never once thought about having a child until he met Luna was because deep down he was afraid he would turn out like his own father, that horrid man who was the reason his other died of illness.
She felt like she was tearing herself open, prying her ribs to expose the beating of her own heart, her deepest vulnerability that would have made her feel sick and disgusted with herself... Had it not been him who was there to pick up the pieces. She wouldn't have felt able to do any of it, much less admit it to herself, had it not been for him, had he not been there for her through thick and thin.
She brushed her forehead against his, just taking a moment to breathe, to soak it all in, smoothing her hand over his shoulder up to the base of his neck. She could still feel the tears welling up behind her eyes, but it didn't matter.
This was where she belonged. Building something out of nothing--building a life together--with him.
"You will be better. You are better. Of that, I have no doubt." She closed the distance, pressing her lips to his with a kiss. "... We can do better, be better than what we came from. Start fresh. Not that I expect any of this to be a walk in the park, but... I'm glad that we both want to try."
She laid her ear against his shoulder, curling up against him, legs unfurling over the side of the couch. It had been a long day already, as she felt as if she could drift off at any moment. But she still had the mind to talk it through, listening intently to his concerns.
"I love you, too. I do... It's because of that that I know you'll be fine. And I'll have you know that my intuition has never led me astray.
A child. It still feels so foreign. I suppose I'll have to think about how to divide and conquer where my work is concerned. I can't exactly go running up several flights of stairs and get into shooting position when I'm pregnant. Well, when the time comes for it.
... You'll do fine, really. Rest assured, I'll be there to remind you every step of the way. Okay, Dio?"
He savored that kiss, the emotion behind it felt like a release from all his worries, making it clear he was safe with her. Dio held her gently, a hand petting her head as she rested it against him. He let the moment linger as her words engraved themselves into his mind, a soft smile forming on his lips. “I’ll be there for you too Luna, always.” He held her just a bit tighter as he continued.
“We will cross that bridge when we get to it, thou I can’t help but already start forming plans in my head. Don’t worry I’ll make sure you don’t have to lift a finger while you carry our child.” He spoke to her like she was precious and irreplaceable, because that’s what she was. Dio knew very well some men struggle their whole life chasing heaven and yet here he had heaven itself in his arms, listening to his beating heart.
“We can plan even more things out. Make the night….or days, that we plan to try and conceive special. And of course if we don’t succeed the first time, we have countless more tries right my love? Thou I feel sow thing has changed now…we both want it to happen so I believe it will sooner than we expect. I love you Luna. I’ll keep you safe forever no matter what, my darling wife~” he kisses the top of her head and keeps holding her gently, all while their first meeting plays in his mind, who would have thought a chance meeting could have blossomed into something like this? Ether fate, destiny, divine intervention or pure chance, they met eachother and found love deeper than the ocean and comfort warmer than the midday sun in eachother’s arms.
Crimson eyes taking in all of her body language as she took her seat, even now as she reacted to his compliments he could tell how calculated and thought out her answers were, this was a woman of experience, his favorite. “Well I’m glad your evening has been rather pleasant but I do intend to make good on my promise.” He took a moment to really take in her sights, lovely curves, beautiful skin, eyes that lit up the soul, truly she was a work of art.
“I’m not like other men Miss Kitty, if I may address you as such, I enjoy backing up my words with actions.” He stood from his seat walking to her while maintaining eye contact, taking a new seat as close to her as possible. The he gently grab the almost spent glass of wine off her hand and takes a sip from it, an indirect kiss, the implications clear. “A woman of refined tastes…you become more enchanting by the second my dear.”
He sets the glass aside and thingy holds her hand, bringing it up to his lips for him to kiss. “Tell me more about yourself. What is it that makes your heart race?~” his voice like soft velvet as he turned up the charm.
The distance between them disappears with surprising swiftness.
Most men crowded a room when they wanted something. They leaned too close and reached too quickly. Often times mistaking proximity for familiarity. He, however, appears to move with purpose. Deliberate. Measured. As though every gesture had already been rehearsed long before he'd ever stepped foot in this room.
She had to wonder if any part of him was genuine.
Kitty watches him over the rim of her glass as he approaches, saying nothing when he plucks the glass from her hand. The corner of her mouth twitches faintly at the sight of him drinking from it. His gesture is impossible to miss for what it is.
Bold thing.
The kiss pressed to her knuckles earns a soft hum and a flicker of her tail, though whether it is amusement or acknowledgment remains difficult to tell. Her hand remains relaxed within his grasp for only a moment before she gently reclaims it, fingers slipping free with a practiced eased.
There was a time she might have mistaken gestures like these for affection.
A younger woman, perhaps. . . . A lonelier one. But life had a funny way of teaching lessons twice when the first time wasn't enough. It's given her many opportunities to learn how to protect herself.
❛ You seem to enjoy making an impression. ❜
The observation is offered lightly, absent of judgment. If anything, there is something quietly fond in it. Like noticing a particularly beautiful snake basking in the sun. She could relate, after all.
He then poses his own question: What makes your heart race? A curious thing to ask.
Kitty's eye drifts briefly toward the dim lights beyond the room before returning to him. Her expression is a touch softer. She chooses to give a small piece of honesty. Nothing incriminating, but honest nonetheless.
❛ Peace, I think, ❜ she muses with a soft laugh. ❛ Isn't that a terribly disappointing answer? ❜ The mouse offers up a small shrug, like she is the one who is disappointed.
❛ Most people expect something grand. Passion. Romance. Adventure. ❜ The smile that follows is warm, though it never quite reaches her eyes. ❛ But excitement is easy to find. It's the quiet things that seem determined to stay out of reach. ❜
She resumes studying him, trying to assess what his prerogative possibly could be. His careful confidence. The charm he seems so willing to play up. The way he is occupying every inch of space around him without appearing to try.
❛ And what about you? ❜ she asks softly. ❛ What answer do you usually hope for when you ask someone a question like that? ❜
How many times had he done this before? Planting the seeds of his intentions to let them slowly sprout through the night, to ensure her in his blossoming flowers only to discard her like all the rest. But this time that didn’t happen, this time she surprised him. Usually when he asks that question people lie or focus on primal desires but she on the other hand spoke honestly, he could tell from her body language.
Dio took a moment to process things before answering thou his crimson eyes never left her form. “Not disappointing at all, in fact…it’s the most thoughtful answer I’ve ever gotten…” his expression changed, less rehearsed and more open “peace is something most people don’t realize how valuable it is until it’s lost. The simple joy of being in a place and feeling completely at peace or being with someone and knowing your safe in their arms…it’s something I also desire.” He revealed a little about himself to her, pinned thoughts he had kept hidden from so many and her she was able to pull them out of him, what a dangerous woman.
“I expected some flirting, but you gave me something more. As for your question what excites me is people like you who subvert my expectations. I was interested in you before Miss Kitty, I thought you were beautiful but now you have my full undivided attention. Your allure is something I find hard to describe with words, I can only say that I have a strong desire to be the one who can give you that peace.” He reaches for her hand again, this time more gently, his fingers gently brushing agaisnt hers as he tries to genuinely form a connection between them.