Thousand nights, I repeated so many times

[arbitratour]

 
(aka the placeholder for all the roleswaps that got springboarded because of this fucking performance)

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[lastcall]

[Each moment that passes is one where Eun is carefully observing Jae through all of his senses, trying to make sure she doesn't miss any microreaction of distaste or discomfort with her there. Her touches are rather tame, as are his, but the potential for more and how easily he'd made her blush makes her feel shaken deep at her core.

She should try to use this as an opportunity to get under his skin, to find a weakness of his to exploit, but shamefully the thought doesn't even occur to her. Eun's lips meet his and she allows herself to truly kiss him in a way that goes beyond their fleeting touches before.

Her illusions are the work of a master, enough she can even mostly fool herself, but they seem pale in comparison to what she feels now. The true, human weight of a body against hers, the warmth seeping through their clothes and warming each other, and the unique sensation of skin against skin. She'll never ascend to Heaven but this is as close as it gets.]

[arbitratour]

[ Jae isn't surprised that she's tentative with the touches, and if it were under any other circumstances, he probably would be as well. Still, he wants to prove that he was indeed interested.

He wouldn't have been surprised if she took the opportunity to try and get something more out of him, shift the power dynamic again. But instead, the kiss deepens and he adjusts to let them both be more comfortable without accidentally dumping tea all over each other.

That would certainly be a mood-killer. ]