[ this is what she was looking for. not violence, necessarily, but strength. she lets out a gasp, and a familiar grin paints her face when stelle pulls her hair. she's pulled into the kiss, and she nips at stelle's lips - a lot more gently than one might expect, given the taste of blood in her mouth.
after all, she really isn't nearly as violent as her other half. oh, the impulses are there! the impulses are stronger for her than they are for sirin, because unlike her it's the only outlet kiana allows herself to have. but her curse is restraint, and stelle isn't someone who needs to be hurt. and, fortunately, she's not the one who's drugged, so she's still in control.
but.
but.
playing at violence does get her more of what she wants, so in the middle of the kiss, in the middle of the playful nipping - there's another bite once she manages to catch stelle's lip, a whimsical giggle accompanying it. ]
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after all, she really isn't nearly as violent as her other half. oh, the impulses are there! the impulses are stronger for her than they are for sirin, because unlike her it's the only outlet kiana allows herself to have. but her curse is restraint, and stelle isn't someone who needs to be hurt. and, fortunately, she's not the one who's drugged, so she's still in control.
but.
but.
playing at violence does get her more of what she wants, so in the middle of the kiss, in the middle of the playful nipping - there's another bite once she manages to catch stelle's lip, a whimsical giggle accompanying it. ]