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[This is fine. He would have maybe been idly standing around in the aquarium if it wasn't for the fact... Yeah.
He doesn't talk either at first, but he does squeeze her hand in return as he walks along after her without much hurry. The walking is nice though? It gives him something to do. And then, very softly:]
Thank you, Grune-nii.
He doesn't talk either at first, but he does squeeze her hand in return as he walks along after her without much hurry. The walking is nice though? It gives him something to do. And then, very softly:]
Thank you, Grune-nii.
[closes my eyes
He immediately wanders over to Grune because this is his brother. He glances at her and then behind her, his brows knitting. He lowers his voice.]
Do you need someone...? Prompto-san said... family...
[But she isn't... technically... their brethren like Higekiri and he are brethren. It should be fine? Right?]
He immediately wanders over to Grune because this is his brother. He glances at her and then behind her, his brows knitting. He lowers his voice.]
Do you need someone...? Prompto-san said... family...
[But she isn't... technically... their brethren like Higekiri and he are brethren. It should be fine? Right?]
[Carefully, he steps by her to the inside of the waiting room. Weird. It isn't like any of the other places down on this floor really. He glances at Grune, around again, and then back.]
Okay. Come here.
[He steps over to the desk, still looking around. When he gets there, he pats the desk top with a hand.]
Sit.
Okay. Come here.
[He steps over to the desk, still looking around. When he gets there, he pats the desk top with a hand.]
Sit.
[blame prompto who said family didn't fuck each other also thread smut with me if you want to hear him slip up]
Okay.
[For now, he places the fingers of both hands on the desk by her thighs, and he leans down to press his lips against hers. At first, it's pretty chaste, kind of timid.
But once they touch, pretty much all hell breaks loose in his stupid human body, and he leans into it, the kiss becoming more fervent.]
Okay.
[For now, he places the fingers of both hands on the desk by her thighs, and he leans down to press his lips against hers. At first, it's pretty chaste, kind of timid.
But once they touch, pretty much all hell breaks loose in his stupid human body, and he leans into it, the kiss becoming more fervent.]
[ even though grune is the one who suggested that they do this, this isn't really how she expected it to go? considering she's still alive, it's obvious she has had sex with someone at some point, but her usual manner never really changed during it. grune's mood tends to stay at a permanent state of chill.
but for whatever reason, she her hands goes to grip his shirt tightly, trying to bring him even closer as she kisses back. ]
but for whatever reason, she her hands goes to grip his shirt tightly, trying to bring him even closer as she kisses back. ]
[The guard of his sword hits the desk when he is pulled forward, and what's now unfortunately trapped in the leg of his pants hits her. Everything feels suddenly very different. Sure, he gets aroused, but he usually goes at all of this like a curious, explorative mission.
Very systematic, even if it's nice.
But this is chaos. Nothing else quite matters except one need. The need to dig into her mouth with his tongue, to run his gloved fingers along her skin from bare knee to bare thigh. It's difficult to get the ashi clasps on the sword unlatched so he can--it falls, hitting the edge of the desk and then the floor, and oddly, he doesn't even care. He doesn't pause in kissing her breathless to retrieve it.]
Very systematic, even if it's nice.
But this is chaos. Nothing else quite matters except one need. The need to dig into her mouth with his tongue, to run his gloved fingers along her skin from bare knee to bare thigh. It's difficult to get the ashi clasps on the sword unlatched so he can--it falls, hitting the edge of the desk and then the floor, and oddly, he doesn't even care. He doesn't pause in kissing her breathless to retrieve it.]
[ normally, she'd probably comment on that-- some airheaded remark about him dropping something, but instead all she can really focus on is that now it's much better now that that's out of the way.
this is really not the way grune pictured this going, but here we are??
there's really not too much hesitation when she starts to tug as his clothes either ]
this is really not the way grune pictured this going, but here we are??
there's really not too much hesitation when she starts to tug as his clothes either ]
[Something tells him not to waste time, and he's not sure why. Going slow? Never heard of her. Rolling his shoulders, he makes it easier for Grune to peel the jacket away from his arms, and he lets it drop to the floor behind him.
The shirt goes, too, but he'll have to sew it later; being fast means he gets frustrated at taking his time and ends up popping a button or two off. He really has too much on for this--there's a black shirt and, beneath that, an arm and shoulder wrap, but the latter he leaves since he has more important things to do.
Like fold the edge of her dress over and away from her thighs, giving him skin to run his fingers up.]
The shirt goes, too, but he'll have to sew it later; being fast means he gets frustrated at taking his time and ends up popping a button or two off. He really has too much on for this--there's a black shirt and, beneath that, an arm and shoulder wrap, but the latter he leaves since he has more important things to do.
Like fold the edge of her dress over and away from her thighs, giving him skin to run his fingers up.]
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