[ Knowing his luck, had he made an attempt to slip away or leave, the House would have saw fit to "coax" him with another sweltering throb of that suit of his. How they managed to "weaponize" the diamond that would make him so insatiable, damned if he knew. But at this point? He's already concluded that supernatural, magical influences were involved. At the very least, the amorous atmosphere was also relaxing. It wasn't rambunctious. ...Probably because a lot of that dynamic was happening behind closed doors.
Flipping the card between his fingers, he tries not to let his nerves show. Suffice to say, this was the first time in his nearing year of being here, that Ragna had practically handed someone his card on a silver platter. It was usually an accident, or something that was gradually built up towards.
But now he knew what he was here for. Why he was here. The role he would play. And if he was lucky...
"Good evening, Ragna." ]
Huh?
[ ...oh so very lucky that he had company in Mitsuru. A familiar face, and a comforting one at that. No matter how their nights unfolded, there never felt like there was any pressure placed on them despite how their first time together went down. Since that day, their lives were in a cycle of circling one anothers' orbit. And the awoken addiction they sought in one another. A revelation that sees the taller white-haired man's own cheeks flushing as he swallows.
A gorgeous number she's wearing, as always. But like usual, those mismatched hues were engaged in her own merlot gaze when she asks of his card. ]
Fancy running into you here, Mitsuru. [ A beat and a flip of his card between his fingers to reveal his role. ] Good ol' Ace of freakin' Spades.
[ The "Dominant" role is coming. Just. Let him play catch-up. And close the remainder of that distance between them as he steps in by her side. In case anyone else had any funny ideas of claiming the illustrious Queen for themselves. Many were clamouring for her attention due to her rank, and it would have been a matter of time before they'd be flocking to her here too.
With a strong hand slipping around the curve of her hip, one had to ask... How much of this was being protective of a friend? Or was there possession there? ]
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Flipping the card between his fingers, he tries not to let his nerves show. Suffice to say, this was the first time in his nearing year of being here, that Ragna had practically handed someone his card on a silver platter. It was usually an accident, or something that was gradually built up towards.
But now he knew what he was here for. Why he was here. The role he would play. And if he was lucky...
"Good evening, Ragna." ]
Huh?
[ ...oh so very lucky that he had company in Mitsuru. A familiar face, and a comforting one at that. No matter how their nights unfolded, there never felt like there was any pressure placed on them despite how their first time together went down. Since that day, their lives were in a cycle of circling one anothers' orbit. And the awoken addiction they sought in one another. A revelation that sees the taller white-haired man's own cheeks flushing as he swallows.
A gorgeous number she's wearing, as always. But like usual, those mismatched hues were engaged in her own merlot gaze when she asks of his card. ]
Fancy running into you here, Mitsuru. [ A beat and a flip of his card between his fingers to reveal his role. ] Good ol' Ace of freakin' Spades.
[ The "Dominant" role is coming. Just. Let him play catch-up. And close the remainder of that distance between them as he steps in by her side. In case anyone else had any funny ideas of claiming the illustrious Queen for themselves. Many were clamouring for her attention due to her rank, and it would have been a matter of time before they'd be flocking to her here too.
With a strong hand slipping around the curve of her hip, one had to ask... How much of this was being protective of a friend? Or was there possession there? ]
So what'd you end up drawing?