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Work has me exhausted today. Like more tired than usual. Maybe it’s because yesterday I had to go up and down the ladder 19 times in a row carrying 250 foot rolls of 12/2 MC electrical wire….im still feeling that…I just want to lay down and sleep but I’m on day 2 out of 6 in a row again….
He couldn’t get a read on that laugh, but at least he could be certain she was enjoying his company so far. Dio simply smiled as she continued, it’s true he didn’t know her and yet he was so certain about what he felt, about what his heart yearned for. How could one simple answer have caused him to want her so badly? He couldn’t answer but after living for so long he did know one thing, feelings like this couldn’t be ignored.
“True, I don’t mean to put expectations onto you, after all you have already exceeded all of my initial expectations…right now I’m just curious to see where we end up.” He was about to make another comment when she stood. Dio’s eyes followed her every move , not knowing where this would end up and not expecting what happened. Her touch made a fire within him ignite, heart beating faster and faster as she took off her heels and got so comfortable in his lap. His body reacts in ways he can’t control and he stares at her eyes as she smiles, oh how devilish.
This would be when other men would have lost all self control, but not Dio, he was able to hold on, he simply placed a hand on her back and slowly moved it up and down, feeling her warmth an definitely wanting more. “Me? Oh my dear Miss Kitty you are the one that keeps grabbing my attention like none before~” he let out a sigh of content, this felt comfortable, the closeness, her warmth, it was almost magical. He leaned in, his face close to hers as he whispered “I’m a gentleman Miss Kitty, I need to know what you want me to do, because right now…what I want to do may make it difficult for us to keep talking through words…but the conversation will continue through…touch~” his other hand landed on her hip, just resting there with purpose.
Kitty doesn’t move to leave him, nor does she lean in further-- this was her chosen spot, after all. So, she simply settles instead, as though she’s decided that comfort is something she can figure out later. His hand at her back earns a faint shift of attention from her, not alarmed, just . . . aware. It's not the first time a man has placed his hands on her curves and she's certain it won't be the last-- awareness was an instinct she had cultivated a long time ago.
And yet he still refers to himself as a gentleman.
The statement drifts in her mind and Kitty can not help but to hum, smiling softly in answer. The reaction is less amused than prior, leaning more into her inner analytics.Her gaze lingers on his face for a moment longer than necessary before she exhales softly through her nose, giving a sound that suggests she’s still deciding what she thinks of him.
❛ Mm. . . ❜ she hums, voice light, almost absent-minded, like she’s thinking more than she’s speaking. ❛ You don't think we are moving a little fast for a conversation that’s supposed to involve words? ❜
There’s no real complaint in her inquiry. If anything, there’s a faint curiosity underneath, like she’s watching him rather than resisting him. Her fingers shift idly against his chest, not clinging, not pushing away either, just there in a way that feels more like observation than affection.
Men were always trying to forgo conversation for something more physical, at least in her experience. It was rare she ever indulged them fully-- she was a woman of standards and dignity, after all. But what fully separates Dio from other men, then? Maybe his sincerity, if one could call it that.
❛ Alright, then. I have a suggestion, ❜ she adds after a beat, her posture straightening. Her palms clap onto his chest, patting him in a brief, double tap as if she's found the solution to the problem.
❛ I want to know you. You want to know me. So, just ask. Anything. And I'll answer you, honestly. I promise. ❜
The words are simple, but they don’t feel like a request. More like a structure she’s placing between them, something she can use. If she's to do anything, she'd like to have a larger base of information to work with first.
Her brow lifts, complexion intrigued and seemingly waiting. Her tail does another flick behind her and a scalloped ear twitches, seemingly anxious for his reply. But before he can answer, she's already adding to onto herself.
❛ Tell you what, let’s cut the formalities, mm? ❜ She adds at last, tone gentling in a different way now. ❛ Miss Kitty is for marquees. ❜
Her eyes flick back to his, steady again.
❛ You can call me Kitty. Or whatever else you'd like to call me. ❜
It's not a request or a demand. It's a question in its own manner, seeing how he wishes to truly perceive her.
A beat passes before she exhales again, more lightly this time, settling back into the rhythm she’s chosen.
❛ I'll even ask a question first, since you asked the last one. ❜ Her head tilts again, like she needs to think her question over. She doesn't. But she can act as though she needs the extra time to formulate herself properly. ❛ Are you always certain of people? Are first impressions important to you? ❜
She was beautiful beyond compare, the way she looked as she was deep in thought was more than proof of that. “Perhaps we are moving a bit fast but it feels right dos t it?” She answers his question with her idea about getting to know eachother by asking questions. The fact she was still straddling him and looking so comfortable made it clear this was her way of showing that perhaps she saw something in him too.
He remained quiet and listened listens to all she had to say, her voice alone soothing to him. The blonde then smiled before speaking “You come up with good ideas Kitty, alright let’s play this game of twenty questions.” He put both of his hands on her hips, resting them there as he gathered his thoughts. “To answer your question, it depends on the person. Sometimes people are as open as a book, you can see all they are from the first meeting but others are more tricky, people who are guarded, who hide their true intentions. I’ve gotten good at reading people over the years but I wasn’t always this way and I’ve been burned a few times.” Dio only looks into her eyes as he speaks, finding comfort in her presence that made him relax.
“It’s important to make a good first impression and you sure made a good one. I wouldn’t say it’s the be all end all but I still value it highly.” Now it was time for his question “tell me Kitty, have you ever given your heart to someone else? If so what happens?” He wanted to know more about her, to know how she thought and processed her emotions, he wanted to connect with her on a deep emotional level even if his body kept reacting to her close proximity.
“Let go? What should I do that when you seem to be enjoying it?~” his voice solder and velvety, his eyes looking deeply into hers, their crimson color almost enchanting. “You seem so guarded, stressed even, just relax and enjoy the moment.” His face was so close to hers, she could feel his breath on her skin.
“Now how about we let our intrusive thoughts win for a moment and see what happens?~” what he’s implying obvious as his face gets closer to hers, one wrong move and their lips will meet. “I don’t think I’ve ever been this…enamored with someone before~”
Enjoying it?!
He was putting her in a risky position. The takeout could arrive at any second, and Dio was more preoccupied with flirting with her. He was risky to keep around her, being a flirt and a clear bad influence.
Her face flushed a deep, rose red. His crimson eyes were indeed captivating, dangerously so, but she wouldn't let herself drown in them. Her mismatched gold and silver-blue eyes quickly darted to the side, finding the wall much more interesting suddenly.
He was so close to hers, she could feel his breath nearing her lips. Her hands shot up in an 'x' formation in front of her lips as a barrier, and at the same time, she turned her face away.
"A-Ahaha!~ Why do I get the feeling you say that to any lady who catches your attention?"
"I-If you're quite finished with your game, Brando-san, I need to get ready to answer the door."
“Only to the ones I’m interested in, your the first in a very long time” he then whispers in her ear “this is no game and please call me Dio~” he tightens his hands around her, pulling her even closer and just before he was about to talk again there was a knock on the door. “Well looks like our foo is here…”
He lets go of her so she can go get the food but the look in his eyes makes it clear he’s not even close to being done. In all his life he had never met someone like her, she was trying to fight him off so much but the reason he kept trying is because he can see in the way she tries to stop him that she’s fighting herself more than him.
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“What a lovely name. I’m Princess Jasmine of Agrabah.”
“It’s a pleasure to meet you Princess Jasmine.” He said as he gently took her hand and kissed it like a true gentleman. “I look forward to getting to know you better~”
A light hand to her chest and a warm smile on her lips. “I’m looking forward to it, as well.”
“Then let us not waste any time.” He pulls her close by her hand and wraps an arm around her waist. “The night is young, let us go out and enjoy it together~” his voice soft and charming, crimson eyes that glowed in the night stared into hers.
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“What a lovely name. I’m Princess Jasmine of Agrabah.”
“It’s a pleasure to meet you Princess Jasmine.” He said as he gently took her hand and kissed it like a true gentleman. “I look forward to getting to know you better~”
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“Your the most enchanting mouse I have ever seen. I can’t wait to see all of your curves up close and…personal~”
“How bold of a compliment. You don’t even know my name.”
“Of course, better for you to know my intentions as I ask for your name Princess. My name is Dio, may I know yours?~”
“🔥?”
“Gorgeous princess who I want to get to know very intimately. Every time I lay my eyes on you I can’t stop staring~”
“🔥?”
“Easily the most beautiful woman I’ve laid my eyes on. Precious gems pale in comparison to you~”
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“You don’t look like you’re from around here.”
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“Do I want to know what just happened?”
“You might want to keep your voice down.”
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“I have a feeling we’re about to become acquainted whether we like it or not.”
“Looks like we’re in this together now.”
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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.
This, right here? This was her at peace. Nearly on the verge of being lulled off to sleep, and using her husband as her own personal comforter--a far cry from the cold, ruthless hunter she was to the outside world. But he was warm. And more than anything, she trusted him to keep his promise, stirring gently just as he mentioned when they might conceive, pursing her lips in a tight-lipped smile as she buried half of her face in his shoulder.
"I don't think we'll have any trouble finding the right mood. Little else has stopped us so far..." Now that she said it out loud, it was almost... embarrassing? No, that wasn't the right word. Maybe egregious, given the amount of times they slipped off to have sex whenever the mood presented itself. Maybe they should have had a little more self control, but regardless. It wasn't until now that she even considered her own fertility, or rather lack thereof.
"... Maybe you're right." She first opened her mouth as if to offer up a rebuttal, laying out the cold, hard facts of the matter as was often her specialty--but she stopped herself, catching herself just in time as she realized that this wasn't something to be solved with logic. It was more a riddle of the heart, something that should be nurtured with hope.
Hope... Hope was a funny thing, to believe in something. Or in her case, someone. She nestled in closer, humming contentedly as she stole a glance up at him, more sure of herself than she had ever been knowing that it was him looking down on her, keeping her safe.
"I'll admit, that I have some concerns about if... when we do get pregnant. Not just about my work, but... Physically, I worry that it might be too taxing for me.
My mother... I never knew her, but I was told that she had difficulty with me. It was only after she had me, that she... She died.
Granted, I know that modern medicine has come leaps and bounds since then. And I know that you'll do everything within your power to care for me, and our child. Maybe I'm just worrying needlessly, but... I thought it best that you know. Before anything happens."
He snuggled up with her even more, enjoying her warmth and the knowledge that she felt so safe with him, this all felt so right. Dio listened to everything she said with an open mind and an open heart and took a few monomers before responding. “I’m sorry to hear about your mother…and your worries are valid but I promise you that I will be with you every single step of the way. I’ll take care of you and if you’re worried about strength then I have to tell you that in all my years I have never met a stronger woman with a more powerful will than you.” He speaks from the heart as he tightens his hold on her.
“I have complete confidence that you will be safe and that our child will be born healthy” thoughts of what ifs filled his mind, making his hands shake a bit, tremors of worry, of what ifs he lost her? What if he lost them both? But he held her tighter and banished those thoughts from his mind, replacing them with a future they would forge together. “I know…it will all be worth it in the end…our love will create life. Our love will make it possible…our love…is stronger than anything.” He said that like it was law, a fact just as valid as time or gravity, an unquestionable fact.
“I know…it will be difficult but I believe without a single doubt in my mind we will make this happen. Because it’s what we both want.”
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..”
For the first time since entering the room, Kitty laughs. Not the sweet little giggle she offers patrons when they're trying too hard. Not the honeyed thing she slips between conversations to keep people comfortable. A real one that's brief and surprised and also entirely Dio's fault.
The sound escapes before she can stop it, drawing her hand toward her mouth as though she might somehow catch it and hide it. By the time it fades, her beaming smile remains stubbornly fixed at the corners of her mauve painted lips.
❛ Oh, you are a fascinating man. ❜ The observation comes warm and easy, though disbelief lingers beneath it all the same. Her gaze flickers down to his open palm and back to his face, then it repeats.
Ridiculous thing.
Ridiculous man.
Half the things leaving his mouth sound like they belong in one of those romance novels hidden beneath some lonely woman's mattress and yet he says them with such certainty. She finds herself struggling on deciding if he's the one now performing or if he is simply incapable of knowing how outrageous his claim is. And maybe that's interesting to her. . . . Maybe that's the problem.
❛ You don't know me, darling. ❜ The words leave her with a gentility to ensure she's not approaching him with condescension.
The mouse's head tilts lightly as she studies him, sapphire eyes dragging across his features with renewed curiosity. There was no mistaking desire. She knew desire. She saw it every night. Desire bought drinks, lingered after shows and slipped folded phone numbers onto cocktail napkins. This is different. More intense, perhaps?
Which, admittedly, wasn't helping his case.
❛ And you've decided I'm exactly what you've been looking for? ❜ she muses. ❛ That's an awful lot of faith to place in someone. ❜ Yet, for all the teasing, she's not offended but leaning towards entertained. Positively intrigued. The dangerous sort of curious that had gotten her into trouble more than once before.
Her eyes drift briefly toward the hand still waiting patiently between them. She could ignore it. She probably should.
Instead, she makes a different choice; she stands from her spot on the sofa and slowly slinks towards him. His offered hand is ignored as she places a hand on his shoulder, giving herself balance and distance. Heels clicked beneath her as she slowly slips them from her feet. Once she's removed her shoes, she slips forward, like a cat slinking forward to find it's favorite beam of sunlight before it curls up to take its afternoon nap.
She closes the distance, her knees settling at either side of his thighs as she settles and sinks into his lap. Her brow raises impishly, gauging his response with an additional grin from the dancer. Her dainty form settles against his, chin resting on his broad chest as she peeks up. Kitty hums, dark lashes fluttering in her own kittenish way.
❛ You keep talking about me. . . ❜ She murmurs, getting comfortable as she watches him. Her whip like tail sways behind her, a metronome to indicate how at ease she is in this exact scenario. ❛ But I think you're the interesting one in this room. ❜
Dangerous thing.
Pretty thing.
He couldn’t get a read on that laugh, but at least he could be certain she was enjoying his company so far. Dio simply smiled as she continued, it’s true he didn’t know her and yet he was so certain about what he felt, about what his heart yearned for. How could one simple answer have caused him to want her so badly? He couldn’t answer but after living for so long he did know one thing, feelings like this couldn’t be ignored.
“True, I don’t mean to put expectations onto you, after all you have already exceeded all of my initial expectations…right now I’m just curious to see where we end up.” He was about to make another comment when she stood. Dio’s eyes followed her every move , not knowing where this would end up and not expecting what happened. Her touch made a fire within him ignite, heart beating faster and faster as she took off her heels and got so comfortable in his lap. His body reacts in ways he can’t control and he stares at her eyes as she smiles, oh how devilish.
This would be when other men would have lost all self control, but not Dio, he was able to hold on, he simply placed a hand on her back and slowly moved it up and down, feeling her warmth an definitely wanting more. “Me? Oh my dear Miss Kitty you are the one that keeps grabbing my attention like none before~” he let out a sigh of content, this felt comfortable, the closeness, her warmth, it was almost magical. He leaned in, his face close to hers as he whispered “I’m a gentleman Miss Kitty, I need to know what you want me to do, because right now…what I want to do may make it difficult for us to keep talking through words…but the conversation will continue through…touch~” his other hand landed on her hip, just resting there with purpose.
She moved so fast he was t able to react, oh she’s good. “I’d rather have your personal number, after all we can’t risk a mixup between work messages and mine.” He said loud enough for her to hear in the other room. Dio didn’t turn the tv on or anything like that he just got comfortable and waited for her to come back.
When she returned with the blanket he grabbed her hand as she tried to hand the blanket to him and pulled her onto him, wrapping his arms around her. “There we go, this is much better than a blanket but thank you anyway~” he just held her, not giving her an opportunity to escape.
“Oh? Are you alright? It feels like your heart is beating faster.”
Her response to his not-so-subtle request was laughter and a "Ara... I wonder what I should do?~" from her room while she fished out a blanket for her guest.
Upon returning, she found herself in a predicament. With little time to react, she was suddenly pulled onto him and felt his arms snake around her and holding her. Her face turned bright red, unaccustomed to such close proximity to someone. And then he had the audacity to comment on her heart rate!
"I-I wonder why... Maybe it's because of... you?" she asked, batting her eyelashes coyly.
Maybe a bit of free fanservice would be enough to convince him to let go.
"A-Ahaha~... Now, if you'd be so kind to let go?"
“Let go? What should I do that when you seem to be enjoying it?~” his voice solder and velvety, his eyes looking deeply into hers, their crimson color almost enchanting. “You seem so guarded, stressed even, just relax and enjoy the moment.” His face was so close to hers, she could feel his breath on her skin.
“Now how about we let our intrusive thoughts win for a moment and see what happens?~” what he’s implying obvious as his face gets closer to hers, one wrong move and their lips will meet. “I don’t think I’ve ever been this…enamored with someone before~”