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currently the latter LMFAO

[feude]

[ sweet for .2 seconds ]

Huh? Is it? I'm just replicating our future.

[ "manifesting" ]

What's so naughty about a prince and princess having sex?

vicious lioness go nom nom

[bleude]

[Oh well... He'll take what he can get.]

Uh... I guess so?

[He's so confused??]

I

I guess not much... though hopefully they wait until they're back at the castle to do it...

[And not, y'know, next to the dead dragon?]

his icons are killing me

[feude]

[ doing it next to the dead dragon proves you're alpha, vanitas ]

I imagined them doing it out in the meadow in a bed of flowers.

[ very

familiar sounding isn't it ]

I love all his expressions sob

[bleude]

[He would just feel inadequate, unfortunately......]

Oh... that's

actually really sweet.

I'd like that, if I'm being honest.

his cute flustered.... his unhinged angry... his funny dork

[feude]

[ v-vanitas???

(see the sweetness eventually came back) ]

You can be honest!

I'll take you there.

his little fangy fang peeking out so often hehe

[bleude]

[Sugar and spice and everything nice! That's what Vanitas are made of!]

O

Okay

Next time we get together, then. I'd like to see this place of yours.

charm factor +100000000

[feude]

[ and because it's jeanne with no chill and all thirst ]

Are you busy right now?

[ say you're busy vanitas if you don't want her to book the trip right now on expedia ]

it iiiiiiis

[bleude]

[All thirsty, all the time!]

Uh

not right now. Why?

[Vanitas, you fool. Have you learned nothing??]

and stupid factor +infinity.......... LKDJGDL 1/2

[feude]

Okay. 😊

[ what does that mean? he will find out shortly. stay tuned. ]

2/2

[feude]

[ guess what, vanitas

KNOCK FUCKIN KNOCK

actually, no. she's BURSTS THE WINDOW OPEN. doesn't matter what you're doing. she's here. ]

Vanitas!!

DUMMY IS AS DUMMY DOES

[bleude]

[Holy shIT he nearly drops his phone, thanks?!]

WHAAA--?! Jeanne?! What're you doing here?

[He knows how she got here, but damn girl! Curb that thirst a little!]

put jeanne on a LEASH

[feude]

[ she CAN'T when he's being so OBLIGING!!! HUFF HUFF HUFF ]

I've come to take you to the meadow! You said you weren't busy!

[ gosh, did he already forget!? oh, vanitas, you silly billy!! ]

BORROWING NOE'S THX

[bleude]

[Sometimes there's such a thing as being TOO nice. That's him right now.]

Seriously? Right now?

[Silly billy muffin head!! He knows she works fast, but geez...]

1/2

[feude]

Ye -

[ jeanne stops short, finally noticing how perplexed he appears with her sudden presence. ]

Only... i-if you'd like. If you have no other plans.

LEAVE AN IOU

[feude]

[ what she says next should not go with her shy, unsure posture. the fiddling with her petticoat, glancing off to the side -

no, glancing at his bed. ]

We can always practice here, too.

[ unleashed

the beast ]

A LITTLE NOTE SAYING THANKS

[bleude]

[He's just amazed at how quickly she moved, that's all! He... doesn't really have any qualms about doing it with her.

He likes getting frisky with Jeanne! It's just... he shy.]

W..Wherever you want is fine by me. I mean, a field of flowers sounds nice...

[Romantic, even. Something that usually has him breaking out in hives, but... this time he's feeling more at ease. Even if he's nervous plucking at his cloak.]

AND A VANITAS WINKY FACELKJdlsg

[feude]

[ see? this is why she felt like she had to handle everything! vanitas is so modest when it comes to l'amour, someone has to take charge.

but he's also so damn cute standing there picking at his clothes. she wouldn't change it. she'll take care of him.

jeanne, with no preamble, rushes forward. takes his face into her hands. maybe she rushes forward a little too fast because they go careening into the wall with vanitas back against it. thunk. ]

I'll take you to that field of flowers, but first... breakfast...

[ not talking about blood. that other thing. ]

https://v2.dreamwidth.org/18017542/4240500

[bleude]

[Modest and shy and silly and just an all-around goober when it comes love and love-making, it's true.

He can't help the gasp that escapes him as she pounces and shoves them both into the wall, eyes fixed on her face and cheek hot with barely concealed need. Yeah, he's got it bad, too...]

O-Okay... If you're sure...

[Dummy, read the room! At least he's quickly shedding his cloak and vest, hanging them up on the chair that got scooted along with them.]

LMFALKFJDKLG THERE HE iS!!!!!!!

[feude]

[ yeah, she can tell. when her thigh shoves up between his legs especially.

is it as bad as her, though? if it is, he's much better about hiding it. not that jeanne even TRIES anymore. not after spending all that time in the inn room. ]

If you can't tell I'm sure yet - [ they have other problems. ] I'll just have to prove that I am. Again and again and again.

[ is the door even locked? WHO KNOWS. as for her clothes? they're already pooled on the floor long before he's neatly hung his up, so she's in the sheer slipdress. ]

MR. WINKWONK ;D

[bleude]

[That definitely elicits a small noise similar to a squeak from him as he jumps and squirms against her.

Which... is dangerous in itself, really. At least he's not completely stoic? Just slightly more reserved than her.]

Er, just checking... [He's still trying to make up for the stolen kiss when they met.] But okay...

[He's fairly sure it's locked? He's usually paranoid about leaving it so, unless Amelia is coming up with food or something. Finally, though, his hands find her waist and he grips her tight.]

MR LITTLE SHIT >:3c

[feude]

[ look, it's no wonder she's this hungry when he makes those adorable squeaky sounds and he squirms and he's grabbing at her waist.

her eyes widen but it truly only spurs her onward. his touch and how not stoic he is. her thigh bumps higher and she pins him to the wall by using her whole body. a smaller but stronger than his body.

listen. compared to jeanne, EVERYONE is more reserved. ]

Checking if I want you? [ she leans into his ear, her voice low and husky. ] What should I do to have you believe me...?

That's him! Mr. Nyahaha >:3c

[bleude]

[He does make for a tantalizing little meal, doesn't he? Maybe there's some urge to hunt in those vampire instincts somewhere, while he he makes for the perfect prey.

Especially when he wiggles and outright moans from her rubbing him with her knee. His hands blindly roam upwards to clutch at her shoulders, about as bold as he can get when she's making him melt against the wall.]

Y-Yeah... [A faint noise escapes him, somewhere between a whimper and a whine.] Whatever you want...

mr BWAAAAH OuO

[feude]

[ made all the more delicate when her poison floods his veins. rendering him immobile and ready for the taking. for her to do whatever she wants with him, just as he tells her.

not once did it cross her mind that vanitas wasn't being manly enough. she enjoys his moans and all the noises he makes way too much to complain. to reward him (or maybe just because she wants to) she kisses at his throat. making her way down to the mark at the space between his neck and shoulder. ]

This mark isn't enough...?

[ now that she accepts it. now that she wants it to be there, to chase everyone else away. her prey. hers. her teeth scrape at it teasingly before her kiss turns a little more sweet and chaste. ]

I can tell everyone that I do. Master Luca, Lady Dominique, Master Ruthven...

CRIES YES;;;

[bleude]

[He certainly becomes more docile once she bites him, that's for sure, though half of it's due to arousal. Because how could he ever turn her down when she wants to ravage him body and soul?

It's those insidious self-doubts which are coloring his perception about himself, really. But at least he manages to make his pleasure known through various aroused sounds, especially once her lips find their way to his throat, where a moan slips past his lips. The mark seems to pulse with energy as its master nears, filling him with lustful urges and a growing need to touch himself.]

N..No, that's not it...

[He doesn't want her to feel that she isn't enough. Doesn't want her to be in the same position as himself. So as she kisses him, he squirms happily, hands threading through her hair while her kiss turns gentle.]

I dunno if that's a good idea... Especially Ruthven... But I do like the idea of everyone knowing I'm yours...

he so funny.... he so..... horny

[feude]

[ jeanne notes where he's loudest and focuses there. they've done their shy, first time song and dance in the other thread. or THEY WILL. eventually. in the future. but it was shy!! and fumbling, but sweet.

there a little less care in being careful now from her. even at his mark, her mouth opens over it like a threat before she presses another kiss there.

a little more calm, she lifts her head from his throat and presses her forehead against his. the gold of her eyes is warm like honey and her hands settle at his ~waist~, squeeze at that last word.

hers. ]

That's true. Master Ruthven appears to be weary of you. [ hmm. ] I can shout it from the roofs?

[ jeanne........

well. she makes up for her ridiculousness by reaching for his trousers and kissing his cheek, right? ]