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]

[Eun holds his gaze as she feels his hand slip up to touch her. She shifts her weight slightly on his knee, but otherwise makes no move. Certainly she doesn't pull away. Briefly, her eyes dip down to look at where his hand has settled, but it only draws a little smile to the corner of her mouth. She tips his glass back, downing the rest of his drink in one swallow, and sets the glass aside on its coaster.

Returning her attention to Jae, she lifts a brow.]

Do you want me to refill it?

[There's more to that question in the silence. Or would you like something else?]

[arbitratour]

No, I think - [ He pauses, tongue poking out a little as he licks his lips. He'd be blind to not understand the underlying message, and in other circumstances he would be a bit more guarded about his wants. But here and now, with everything that has happened so far tonight...

Perhaps he can indulge a bit. ]

I think I have all I need right here. [ He reaches up to gently pull Eun's head down so he can claim her lips, at first gentle, probing. Gauging to see if this is what she truly was asking for. ]

[lastcall]

[Is it taking advantage if you've kept someone holed up in your apartment for so many days? Weeks? To cut them off from all other contact and then offer only yourself as an outlet for physical intimacy? Eun has to wonder if she's judging this too much by human standards, or if that's exactly what she should be doing. Of course, it's a fleeting thought that is dispelled by the first touch of his lips to hers.

They have been squabbling since he first found himself bound to her, but apparently in a moment like this...perhaps they have common ground enough to ignore the small annoyances. She returns the kiss, turning a little on his knees so that she faces him more. Leaning forward, Eun braces her hands on either side of his head, against the back of the chair so she can take her time exploring how he feels, how he kisses.

And to herself, at least, she'll admit that this risky thing of kissing a demon in her home is giving her more of a thrill than any first kiss has before.]