[ Smiling against her lips, it's hard not to feel the flames of excitement stoked in the pit of his stomach. Yet at the same time, it's a tempered feeling that keeps him content in just kissing her. In pushing the envelope and coaxing even more pleasant little mewls out of her if he just pours a little more urgency and passion into it. As if they could just keep climbing higher and higher, fighting that temptation to ask the other (silently or otherwise), if they can just do more than just kiss.
But Ragna was equally as content in this. In tending to those embers and never letting this feeling die out. And if they were kicked out? They'd just have to find another place to reconvene. If they were blindfolded and ushered off to other pods to indulge other dates, they'd just have to commit at the very end and make it worth the wait all over again.
They're still playing by the rules. The House can't get mad when they've already got their hands all over one another, right? ]
Let's just- [ A longer, drawn out sound muffled by her lips against his. ] Get you in my lap.
[ A chancing bite against Weiss' bottom lip. A friendly nip. ]
I wanna keep kissing you- [ Ooop. Cut off by another kiss again. Perhaps in a bid to try and nab her attention long enough for him to get a full sentence out, his hand glides down to her ass, squeezing with want over her skirt as he wets his lips with a swipe of his tongue. ] Iwannatalkandkissyou.
[ ...Did that make sense? Yes? No? Okay good he still managed to get it out by the time he was pressing himself against her. Slowly coaxing her little step-by-steps backwards until they were finding her sofa again. Turning the both of them around, it was only right for Weiss to reclaim the best seat in the house all over again as he kisses her all the way down to helping her get cozy in his lap. She can straddle him, sit sideways and be cradled by him, any position she wants. They're not getting up until they get kicked out. ]
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But Ragna was equally as content in this. In tending to those embers and never letting this feeling die out. And if they were kicked out? They'd just have to find another place to reconvene. If they were blindfolded and ushered off to other pods to indulge other dates, they'd just have to commit at the very end and make it worth the wait all over again.
They're still playing by the rules. The House can't get mad when they've already got their hands all over one another, right? ]
Let's just- [ A longer, drawn out sound muffled by her lips against his. ] Get you in my lap.
[ A chancing bite against Weiss' bottom lip. A friendly nip. ]
I wanna keep kissing you- [ Ooop. Cut off by another kiss again. Perhaps in a bid to try and nab her attention long enough for him to get a full sentence out, his hand glides down to her ass, squeezing with want over her skirt as he wets his lips with a swipe of his tongue. ] Iwannatalkandkissyou.
[ ...Did that make sense? Yes? No? Okay good he still managed to get it out by the time he was pressing himself against her. Slowly coaxing her little step-by-steps backwards until they were finding her sofa again. Turning the both of them around, it was only right for Weiss to reclaim the best seat in the house all over again as he kisses her all the way down to helping her get cozy in his lap. She can straddle him, sit sideways and be cradled by him, any position she wants. They're not getting up until they get kicked out. ]