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[unresting]

[ she gets a peculiar gleam in her eye now. familiarity at last. ] Sorry, I don't whimper as easy as that, wolf boy.

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[ he grins, nudging at her again. ]

Bet ya sound real pretty when ya do.

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[ a blink. smile fading. she doesn't colour, though. Jack was always the one to colour. ]

Maybe.

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You don't know?

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[ it's like Kiara can feel the atmosphere changing right before her, warmer, tenser]

No. You don't know.

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Why don't ya go on and gimme a demonstration, then. [ nudges her leg again. ]

1/2

[unresting]

[ alright. she colours a little. but the silence; that happens, too, while that mounting tension thickens until it feels like it could snap. the glint in her eye hasn't gone away, and her expression borders on dangerous, underneath the icy outer layer. Kiara shifts her weight, then, very very quickly, and where her movement ends, she's straddled his waist with one hand lightly resting across the column of his throat. ]

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[ and then she laughs, and it's not a fake laugh, it's really like she finds this fucking hilarious. because she does. ] Wow, is that your line? I've met drunks more charming than you.

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[ He's gotten pretty used to her by now, so he barely reacts to the hand at his throat except to lift his own and gently run it up along that arm. the other, of course, settles against her thigh. ] ] You know me, a charmin' gentleman who definitely don't run around wild in the woods.

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[ she wears her sleeves long and gloves tightly tied, but her collar opens deep in a vee, almost to her navel. so the goosebumps that are slowly surfacing, yeah. he can probably see those. ]

Gentlemen don't get gross smiles like that.

[ 'gross'. thumbing across his Adam's apple. ]

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Makes you wanna barf, huh? [ The hand along her arm slides up, to her shoulder, and to the edges of the opening of her shirt. ]

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Kinda.

[ alright, she colours a little. but in the same motion, actually the same motion as his roving hand, she takes his wrists and pushes them above his head. ]

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[ he lets her, easily enough,watching her with brows raised and vaguely unamused, but. not particularly offended. ] What's this, now.

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[ she leans in real close-like, smiling with lips spread wide so her teeth show. so her fangs show. it's kinda Kiara's old bullying shining through, but also she seems quite pleased with herself, having power over someone again—even if it's someone just letting her, for now. and she leans in so close that anyone could get a perfect view down her blouse, that her hair tumbles forward and tickles his cheek, that she can smell him and he can smell her, as she murmurs into his ear, ]

I think you should whimper for me.

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[ well. he's not gonna say no to that view, regardless of whatever this situation is that she's made for herself.

he does give a disbelieving snort, though, shifting his leg slightly up against her. ]

I don't whimper, girly.

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[ there's a second where it seems like she might just drop this whole thing—then the tension drains away (kind of) and her weight sinks a little heavier down, snugger to his leg against her. nothing too overtly sexual just yet about it. just getting comfortable. just feeling her way. ] Kiara. And you sound like a pompous prick when you say it like that, you know. Why d'you figure I whimper, all while you're saying you don't? Maybe you'd like doing it if you tried, instead of always being 'alpha', huh... [ yes. this is her brand of flirting. ]

(checks watch) yeah 5 years seems good

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'Cause I'm a pompous prick, obviously. I know what I like.

[ Helpfully shifts his thigh up against her, a lazy smirk on his lips. He flexes his hands a little, testing, but doesn't try to pull away. Yet. ]

And what I like is seeing what kinda pretty noises a gal like you makes.