[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.]
[ 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...
[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.]
[ 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. ]
[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.]
[ 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...?
[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...
[ 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...
[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...
[ 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? ]
[WEEPS THEY'RE GETTING THERE HAVE MERCY... Thankfully Vanitas is a musical creature, loud and unreserved where voicing his preferences comes in.
He can't help tensing in anticipation at the feel of her jaw opening, preparing him for the bite that never comes. Instead, he's graced with a kiss that leaves him whimpering almost forlornly at the lack of pain.
He finally manages to unscrunch his eyes enough to regard her with his own crystalline gaze, a shiver running through him as she holds him tighter. Firmly for a vampire, which means he isn't going anywhere.]
T-That might be a bit much... You don't want to attract too much unwanted attention.
[That works for him, as it makes all thoughts flee from his head - or at least the one on his shoulders. The other one, however... It much more attentive.]
so many whimpers. you'd think he was a stray dog who has been starved for physical touch and affection for years. with those blue eyes watching her so closely, maybe that isn't too far from the truth. ]
But I want the entire world to know.
[ she frowns, a little put out and pouting that she can't declare to the universe that this human is hers because it'll attract unwanted attention. most attention is unwanted. but if anybody dares to try and lay a finger on him, she'll tear them to pieces.
if he doesn't first fall to pieces in her hands. jeanne unbashedly gropes for him while nudging her forehead against his. ]
Starved alley cat, maybe... Because he certainly seems keen on her touches and adoration, even if it does make him into a bashful mess.]
I just fear for you, you know... I'm not one most vampires want to associate with.
[He would have no problem with her announcing their love to the world on the whole if it weren't for that fact. So he tries to soften the blow with a hand to her cheek and kisses her softly as their foreheads touch.
At least until she fondles him and gets him making an embarrassing squeak, cheeks heating up to a rosy pink.]
[ he fears for her...? her touch softens, as do her eyes, easing off to grab his hip. she does that with one hand, the other reaches up and cups his cheek as she closes her eyes. though she'll never tire of figuring out what kind of noise vanitas will make next, she needs a moment to hold him.
to kiss him back - jeanne's frantic energy slowing and settling. if he's the stray alley cat, she's the jungle cat who is ALSO starved for touch. who rubs her forehead against his and their noses brush. ]
Most vampires want nothing to do with a bourreau. [ an Ex-bourreau thanks to master luca, but she can't forget what she's done. ]
And... this vampire wants to associate with you. Closely. Very closely. [ as close as possible with how she has him pinned to the wall, most of his clothes off and his trousers hanging open. ]
[Somewhat mystified, he regards her as she touches him so tenderly, seemingly trying to puzzle out what thoughts are going on in her head. Is it not obvious that he cares for her? That he would do anything, endure whatever it takes to see her safe? He hopes so, anyway.
Though at least he gets the kiss, soft and sweet. Quite the change from her ferocious go-getter attitude just a minute ago. But he likes both versions of her, honestly. They're both Jeanne, sweet and fierce and definite in her wants. So he smiles against her lips, eyes half closed.]
I suppose that's true... We're alike in that regard. Shunned by everyone. But that's okay, because... [They have each other. They'll have one another for as long as he lives.]
Then I guess I'll just have to let you do so, heh. I want to associate with you, too, you know. [Which should be obvious by the way he's grown hard and needy from their fooling around.]
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his little fangy fang peeking out so often hehe
O
Okay
Next time we get together, then. I'd like to see this place of yours.
charm factor +100000000
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
Uh
not right now. Why?
[Vanitas, you fool. Have you learned nothing??]
and stupid factor +infinity.......... LKDJGDL 1/2
[ what does that mean? he will find out shortly. stay tuned. ]
2/2
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
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
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
Seriously? Right now?
[Silly billy muffin head!! He knows she works fast, but geez...]
1/2
[ 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
no, glancing at his bed. ]
We can always practice here, too.
[ unleashed
the beast ]
A LITTLE NOTE SAYING THANKS
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
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
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!!!!!!!
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
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
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
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
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;;;
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
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? ]
horny like a brass band
He can't help tensing in anticipation at the feel of her jaw opening, preparing him for the bite that never comes. Instead, he's graced with a kiss that leaves him whimpering almost forlornly at the lack of pain.
He finally manages to unscrunch his eyes enough to regard her with his own crystalline gaze, a shiver running through him as she holds him tighter. Firmly for a vampire, which means he isn't going anywhere.]
T-That might be a bit much... You don't want to attract too much unwanted attention.
[That works for him, as it makes all thoughts flee from his head - or at least the one on his shoulders. The other one, however... It much more attentive.]
that's a lot of hornY!!!!
so many whimpers. you'd think he was a stray dog who has been starved for physical touch and affection for years. with those blue eyes watching her so closely, maybe that isn't too far from the truth. ]
But I want the entire world to know.
[ she frowns, a little put out and pouting that she can't declare to the universe that this human is hers because it'll attract unwanted attention. most attention is unwanted. but if anybody dares to try and lay a finger on him, she'll tear them to pieces.
if he doesn't first fall to pieces in her hands. jeanne unbashedly gropes for him while nudging her forehead against his. ]
Be mine, Vanitas...
📯
Starved alley cat, maybe... Because he certainly seems keen on her touches and adoration, even if it does make him into a bashful mess.]
I just fear for you, you know... I'm not one most vampires want to associate with.
[He would have no problem with her announcing their love to the world on the whole if it weren't for that fact. So he tries to soften the blow with a hand to her cheek and kisses her softly as their foreheads touch.
At least until she fondles him and gets him making an embarrassing squeak, cheeks heating up to a rosy pink.]
I'm all yours, Jeanne...
the angles blaring their horns
to kiss him back - jeanne's frantic energy slowing and settling. if he's the stray alley cat, she's the jungle cat who is ALSO starved for touch. who rubs her forehead against his and their noses brush. ]
Most vampires want nothing to do with a bourreau. [ an Ex-bourreau thanks to master luca, but she can't forget what she's done. ]
And... this vampire wants to associate with you. Closely. Very closely. [ as close as possible with how she has him pinned to the wall, most of his clothes off and his trousers hanging open. ]
acute angles descending from heaven
Though at least he gets the kiss, soft and sweet. Quite the change from her ferocious go-getter attitude just a minute ago. But he likes both versions of her, honestly. They're both Jeanne, sweet and fierce and definite in her wants. So he smiles against her lips, eyes half closed.]
I suppose that's true... We're alike in that regard. Shunned by everyone. But that's okay, because... [They have each other. They'll have one another for as long as he lives.]
Then I guess I'll just have to let you do so, heh. I want to associate with you, too, you know. [Which should be obvious by the way he's grown hard and needy from their fooling around.]
so sharp so appealingljgkls
pointy and delicious.... hahasdklf
like a pastry
fruity filling mmm
strawberry yuummmmmmmmmm
it's berry delicious! 🍓
berry sweet!! 😊
unberryably so!! 😊
u were rdy with these BERRY PUNS
they came fresh from the fruity farm LOL
IS THAT WHERE VANITAS IS FROM jk omg
HE WOULD FIT RIGHT IN LMAOOOO
A BLUEBERRY.......
https://x.com/imavivere/status/2037918738528268603 Tutti Frutti
holy shit that is accurate LOL
he blueberry 🫐
he bwuebewwy!!
bleudeberry!!! 💧
!!!!!! perfection
ehehehe
they're perfect......
they are.... i love them
my heart is all melty
melty like chocolate and bleudeberry pastries mmm
i forgot to say I AM HUNGRY NOW!!!
*gives u a cupcake* 🧁
shoves it into my face
om nom nom~
frosting all over mah faec
kisses it off >3<
kyaaaaaaaaaaaa 😚😚
chuchu baby chuchu 😚😚
i've been chuchuuu'd 👁️🫦👁️
asdfgh the face returns
it never left 😈
WEEPS
it's been waiting.... IN THE CORNERs
LURKING IN THE SHADOWS
"PSPSPSPSPS LOOK OVER HERE"
https://bleude.dreamwidth.org/file/36557.png LOL
LMFAo THE DIFFERENCE WITH THE ICON
crazy ain't it hahaha
what's crazy is i got BASKETBALL CAPTCHA
LMAOOO that's just silly
WHAT ARE THESE NEW CAPTCHAS!!! I'M OLD
HAHA... VINTAGE CAPTCHAS PLZ.......
I MISS THE MATH
NO MATH 4 U
BWEASE
WATCH THEM GIVE ME THE MATH ONES SOB
NOOOOOOOOOOO MEEeee
YOU CAN HAVE THEM I DON'T WANT EM
WE CAN TRADE U GET BASKETBALL
YAAAAY SPORTS :V
SPORTSBAWL
BETTER THAN A SPORTBRA??
NO THOSE ARE USEFUL
TRU DAT
honestly should've saved this convo for game but HHH THEy