[ Clever begets clever, it would seem. Because it almost comes too naturally to him to quip right back with a line of his own. Seeing her hop up to her feet and make the world's quickest beeline to him, Ragna doesn't get enough time to finish his sentence before his words fade into the sweet embrace of her arms, and taste of her lips. ]
Good thing we've gotohhkay yeah-
[ Shut up and kiss her. He was originally going to make mention of how hitting that button meant they got a lot of extra time together. Anyone else pressing that button was presumed to be getting it on (don't rule it out...), but all he wants is to see her. Feel her. Touch and kiss and talk. They were barely apart for long, but it hardly mattered when, in reality, Ragna never would have wanted to play this with anyone else. In any other reality? Any other world that everyone was sucked into that wasn't forcing its denizens into sex, it would just be her.
In his heart, when neither one were wearing masks of indulgence to just navigate this casino, it still was just her.
A deep, hummed moan dies away into her mouth as he reciprocates that deep, longing and yearning kiss. The taste of her on his tongue, and the yearning for breath through his nose to keep it going. All the while, she has to contend with the feeling of his strong hand splaying the centre of her back, the other not quite frisking the usual risque spots like her backside or her breast, but more of a firm hold on her hip. Just right to make sure she's slotted up against his taller frame just right while he closes his eyes.
...And just when he breaks the kiss off? ]
...
[ Ragna gets as far as a hair's breadth from her lips before immediately: ]
Nope. Not done.
[ Only to steal away her breath this time as he kisses her back. The hand on her back slowly rubs downwards, a tickle of affection as his fingertips flirt her lower spine. ]
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[ Clever begets clever, it would seem. Because it almost comes too naturally to him to quip right back with a line of his own. Seeing her hop up to her feet and make the world's quickest beeline to him, Ragna doesn't get enough time to finish his sentence before his words fade into the sweet embrace of her arms, and taste of her lips. ]
Good thing we've gotohhkay yeah-
[ Shut up and kiss her. He was originally going to make mention of how hitting that button meant they got a lot of extra time together. Anyone else pressing that button was presumed to be getting it on (don't rule it out...), but all he wants is to see her. Feel her. Touch and kiss and talk. They were barely apart for long, but it hardly mattered when, in reality, Ragna never would have wanted to play this with anyone else. In any other reality? Any other world that everyone was sucked into that wasn't forcing its denizens into sex, it would just be her.
In his heart, when neither one were wearing masks of indulgence to just navigate this casino, it still was just her.
A deep, hummed moan dies away into her mouth as he reciprocates that deep, longing and yearning kiss. The taste of her on his tongue, and the yearning for breath through his nose to keep it going. All the while, she has to contend with the feeling of his strong hand splaying the centre of her back, the other not quite frisking the usual risque spots like her backside or her breast, but more of a firm hold on her hip. Just right to make sure she's slotted up against his taller frame just right while he closes his eyes.
...And just when he breaks the kiss off? ]
...
[ Ragna gets as far as a hair's breadth from her lips before immediately: ]
Nope. Not done.
[ Only to steal away her breath this time as he kisses her back. The hand on her back slowly rubs downwards, a tickle of affection as his fingertips flirt her lower spine. ]