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Not exactly his favorite person on Spira, but he had to admit, she was dead on with the handsome part.
"Leblaannnccc. To what do I owe the.. uh… pleasure?"
( ♥ ) — "A pleasure, is it?" She taunted with a lift of her chin, hips rolling out with a seductive pop as her lips curled in amusement. It was brief however, for they fell back into a pouty, neutral position if not roughly irate as her free hand found her hip.
"I need to talk to my Noojie. Where is he?"
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( ♥ ) — “Just the handsome man I wanted to see."
how much does fashion tape cost you in a month
( ♥ ) — “Scale it back, honey. Jealousy isn’t attractive.”
**steals ur stupid fan and tapes it to a tonberry**
( ♥ ) — "Cute. Now go get it."
Aren't Care Bears supposed to have their symbol on their tummies instead of on their cleavage? (・ω・)
( ♥ ) — "Do Spira a favour and off yourself, sweetheart."
If there were two things that Gippal devoted himself to, it was machina, and ego. Both drove him to the very heights of obsession, and like a prize peacock, he could not help but preen those particular feathers. Challenges to both only stimulated that desire, and in that respect, Leblanc’s challenge was quite stimulating. Once more, he felt himself swallow, before his tongue flicked out to swat his upper lip. For some reason or another, he had been made to heat right up. Yes, right up indeed.
"Whatever this greatest man wants to see," he arrogantly proclaimed, taking a weighty step to close the distance between the two of them. Doing so, of course, brought his heart to beat rapidly in his chest, and his mind to become slow with muddled thoughts. Still, he persevered, through ego, and through need to win this, whatever ‘this’ was. "You see. People just don’t turn away from greatness."
( ♥ ) — She hadn't even set a finger upon him and he was already falling apart at the seams. He was a victim of his own ego and pride, and like a siren serenading men lost at sea, Leblanc continued to draw him in until she felt he was near enough. She would offer it all only to tear it all away.
A gloved hand lifted from before her, the fingers of which were trailing awfully close to the flesh exposed beneath the plunging neckline. Only when they reached about mid-way up her breastbone did her leather fingertips press into the supple skin, thumb smudging the tip of the painted heart beneath her collarbones.
"Tell me," she cooed, digits raking back to meet with the extensive collar as if to foreshadow its removal. Leblanc's fingers shot up the moment they reached the orange hem however, eventually shifting her dainty palm to cup the side of her neck. She leaned over then to breathe a set of repeated, sultry words into Gippal's ear in attempt to draw his desires out of him. "Tell me."
☠} "It has been some time, Leblanc." He responded cordially, neither acknowledging nor discouraging her need to make physical contact with him. "A pleasure to have your company, I assure you. Have you had much luck on the sphere hunting front?"
( ♥ ) — "I--of course!" She piped, almost defensively, half swallowing the indifference that radiated off of him, and desperately attempting to keep her weak knees locked and firm. "I'm working diligently. I assure you."
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( ♥ ) — "How long has it been, my love? How long have we been apart?" Leblanc sighed as she virtually floated to his side, leaning forward to curl her lithe fingers gently around his wrist. "Oh, it feels like it's been an eternity!"
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⊰ 記憶 ; ; ”I’m not the sicko pervert here!” She gestured agitatedly. “You just wanted a peek at the goods, didn’t you!”
( ♥ ) — "And for what reason would I want to even look at something so sub-par?" She scoffed, pushing her shoulders back. "It's all in your head, girl."
When Leblanc was not on her ‘Noojie-woojie-is-a-cutie-patootie’ bandwagon, Gippal had to admit that she could be distracting. Her attire had a great deal to do with that, and the poise with which she conducted herself with filled in the other portions. Gippal swallowed the traces of saliva caught in his throat, and pulled himself back from the persuasive sight. He did, after all, have an image to project. “You know,” he began, giving her a smirk, while tracing an index finger along his neck. “I think you think that I’m the greatest guy around, and that you’re just giving a man like me what he deserves to see.”
( ♥ ) — Greatest? Oh ho, hardly. Leblanc's lips drew back into a pretty smile, the corners of which curling up into a beckoning grin, however she did not speak to summon him forward, no would she despite how desperately she wished to see him come undone.
"And what, precisely," she began as she tilted her head again, thick, golden locks belonging to her short mane covering up the smooth ivory skin she'd earlier moved to expose, "--is it that you deserve to see?"
**blows nose on your EXCESSIVELY LARGE COLLAR**
( ♥ ) — "You ungrateful--!!" She shrieked as she palmed Rikku's face, forcing her head away from her general vicinity. "You will pay for that!"
“Because— you’ll hurt someone’s feelings that way! It’s not nice to be so careless!” An adamant flounder of hands stopped abruptly. “Ah—" She wasn’t quite helping her case as a goody-two-shoes, was she? .
( ♥ ) — "So you'd rather be walked all over?" She pointed out in response, an arm sharply snapping out to point the folded edge of her fan in Yuna's direction. "Do you care for yourself so little? A pity, really. The pretty flower that you are. You will wither away before you have the chance to blossom."
"If your right contrasts with mine, then you’ve cheated and are therefore wrong," he put forth in reply, with all the logical fallacies of a child. "But if it’s on my kind of level, then you’re obviously speaking like a true genius!"
( ♥ ) — "And what is it that you think?" She cooed while forcefully swallowing the bile that bubbled up within her throat, leaning forward and craning her neck to expose a lengthy expanse of skin from beneath the lobe of her ear down to the low cut of her dress beneath her collarbone. "Tell me."
