[ that's nice. gu yun is... well, just like before, he is still fairly cold, his fingers still little icicles, though the one that was holding wrath's hand before is a tolerable and normal level of warmth. ]
Good to know. And...we best not waste a drop then, hm? [ since he doesn't have the bottle and his hands are now full of wrath, he just. opens his mouth, with a playful - ] Ah.
[ well, he can't respond, so he just glances at them, making the absolute best eye contact he can, and then winks.
little shit. with that, gu yun tips his head back to drink, letting his eyes flutter shut, adam's apple bobbing with the motion, and makes a content noise. maybe a little too long of a noise? terrible. ]
he grins as its pulled away from him, and flexes his fingers very innocently where they're laced together behind their back. ] Hm? My hands are full. I was lucky, that I could rely on your kindness.
[ see? look ma no hands! he's innocent. an angel. ]
here she is, sitting with a vaguely nervous look on her face. only, she's... not exactly the same. her eyes are red around the edges, with black sclera and bright red-orange irises, and there are cracks of fire that spread up her neck and face.]
there's a beat. just a pause, as he pulls the hood down, carefully smoothing the fabric down with his fingers, and gu yun looks up to get a proper look at her face. the lava cracks are about what he's expecting, and the eyes are bright, and maybe two weeks ago this would've been a little odd. but, he'd made a remark about being more worldly the last time they talked, and after befriending and getting extremely drunk with a tiefling a day into his arrival here? if anything, gu yun, marquis of order, great liang's greatest garlic, is excellent at adapting to new situations.
so there's no freakout. no teasing, no making fun.
even if he's a little shit, he's in fact, a charming little shit, and he's good on his word. in fact - as he pulls his hands away from the hood, he lifts them to cup those warm cheeks - a strange contrast to his chilly fingers - ducks in, and presses a very gentle kiss to her mouth. ]
he's very gentle, and it's not that she's not used to gentle, it's just that him being very sweet like this kind of kicks her ass a little. she shivers, and holds onto the front of his shirt. her ears are bright pink at the tips.
he kisses her, and she can't help it, she's an idiot because she laughs a little against his mouth after a moment.]
that grin almost splits his mouth, again, when she laughs - gu yun, unceremoniously, turns his hands to the colder sides of the backs of them are pressed right against her face. squish. ]
And that is for doubting me and thinking that I would find you anything less than lovely.
[she squeaks, and then puts her hands on top of his, laughing.]
Stop. [she says, in a tone that suggests she does not want him to stop. she is just going to hold his hands.] Ugh. I told myself I was going to be very cool and mysterious!
[ she can probably tell immediately that gu yun is not sorry, at all, still snickering to himself as she holds his hands. they're hers now congrats. luckily, the cold isn't permanent - the warmth of her skin, or the magic, or both, seems to do nicely in keeping him from continuing to wield his goblin fingers like a weapon.
the kiss gets a soft hum, too, a content noise, and as she pulls back, gu yun quips - ] You're still quite mysterious, though, I think 'cool' may be off.
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he's
pretty sure she could have never been cool, like this? (he has no idea what cool means.) ]
but it's fine, she's not going to complain, because he kisses her again and she makes a little surprised sound before - well, melting into it. it's much better now that she doesn't have to worry about her hood or... her face, being strange.
she squeezes his hands, and kisses him a little more intently.]
[ being able to kiss someone into not embarrassing you out of your dignity is a fun new superpower, actually. ten out of ten! would do again.
this is definitely better than kissing blind. the intent in the kiss is not lost on gu yun, either; he tilts his head to be more accommodating of the angle, shifting where he's settled. wrath tastes like wine and a little bit of smoke, a strong taste for gu yun's palate, but it's indulgent just for the sake of being indulgent, and not something he really minds.
alas, his hands are trapped, so for the moment, he's fine just to return the kiss, lingering. ]
[she lets out a little sigh as she breaks away to breathe, nosing at him a little.]
You're getting better at that. [she teases. carefully, she brings his hands up to rest against her chest? she doesn't have a lot going on there, but hey.] Makes a girl wonder what else you can do.
[ oh. local man touches a boob for the first time,
i mean. the sigh catches interest; there's a moment where he chases it, pressing another kiss to her mouth just because it's there. ]
...I'm a quick learner. [ his voice is lower, quieter and much more intimate in the space between them. gu yun's fingers flex, briefly, before he spreads his hands over her chest to get a sense for what's under that cloak, the topography of someone else's body, callouses catching against the material, feeling for a clasp or a catch. ]
she helps, honestly. the robes are a bit difficult to get into on purpose, so people can't just unmask them whenever they want. hands on, he says, and she laughs a little before shifting to unclasp the robes themselves, pushing them off to the bed. underneath, she's got black tights and an oversized T-shirt that hangs down to her knees. comfy.]
I like that. [she tells him, with a little sigh.] I think you can figure out what to do next, hm?
[ better! that helps. he pulls his hands back to let her do so, sitting back a little to watch, taking in the full look of wrath's body, without the cloak. it feels indulgent just like that, knowing this sort of special treatment, so, don't mind him so much if he takes it all in.
the commentary has his mouth curling into a grin- those flirtatious, peach blossom eyes of his are dark, a glimmer of a laser focused sort of curiosity as he shifts his knees up to give wrath a bump closer, and sitting up straight, hands skating up the side of her thighs and to her hips, giving a squeeze. it puts them nearly chest to chest, a view he's finding he quite likes. ]
I think I've got an idea. [ fufu. ] Do keep letting me know what you like.
[ this time, ducking in to kiss her, it's more intense; his tongue chases the seam of her lips to kiss them open, the grip of his hands confident and sure for someone who has absolutely zero experience with a woman at all. gu yun might be new to this, but he's an expert in observing the cues of others, and as he tilts his head, he lets his hands wander like they're exploring. it's over the fabric of her tights, first, chasing the warmth of those lavalike veins, sneaking underneath the hem of her shirt and seeking out bare skin, instead. he's not asking for permission to do it, maybe a little greedy, maybe a lot bold, callouses up her ribcage, learning, seeking, touching. ]
[she does not seem to hate the fact that he's taking her in. on the contrary, she almost preens because of it, the tips of her ears a little flushed. chest to chest means that she's close enough to slide her fingers into his hair, playing with it absently.]
[not that she cares. in fact, she will be loud specifically because she thinks it's funny.
she's distracted by the kiss, and this time, with her hood off, he can see the way her hair twists and burns, gently, not hot - it looks the way paper does when you set fire to one edge. she's eager to feel his hands, and - well, they're cold, and she shivers and giggles a little at the feeling, but doesn't flinch away. instead, she allows him to coax her mouth open, teasing - one hand in his hair as she nips gently at his bottom lip, the other reaching to take one of his hands and drag it down to the hem of her shirt. his other hand can do whatever it wants. she's warm all over, impatient, and she wants to be touched, skin to skin.
technically, she knows he should be the one being worshipped, considering their respective sins, but she can't help herself.]
I almost hope he is. You're the expert, does sound travel well here?
[ he can't help but laugh too, like a gremlin, because he is one! though, he sent law out earlier, with the explicit instruction not to come back for a while (sexiled), so, alas, it's not meant to be.
some part of gu yun's clearly pleased as he figures out the answer to his smoking hair question - this must be where the twitching came from - and though his mouth briefly lifts into a smile, he just acknowledges it with a quietly amused noise and focuses his attention strictly on wrath, instead. she took his first kiss, at the very beginning of the week, showed him how easy it is to kiss someone and just melt along onto it, and gu yun picks up right where they left off, the kiss itself slow, languid and easy. her hand feels good in his hair, too - it's silky soft and pin straight for her reference, and he can just faintly feel the warmth radiating off of her even from there.
similarly, the longer his hands stay on her skin, the warmer they get. seems like a fair compromise. as the kiss deepens, he takes that guidance for what it is, catching the hem of her shirt as asked in the palm of his hand and curling his fingers. he lifts up, other hand moving with it up bare skin instead, and, breaks off the kiss slow, as he's about to pull it over her head. ]
A part of me wondered if you were all just naked under these things. [ the mischief in his voice is as clear as a bell even if he's speaking just loud enough to be heard, as if that silly, flirtatious tease is some sort of secret - that implies maybe they could be - before he's pulling the shirt up and over her head, tossing it off to the side of the bed to retrieve later.
fufu. that's better. gu yun glances up again, briefly taking in the picture presented - and a moment later, licks his lips, then ducks in to kiss her again. despite having almost no experience, gu yun (currently) has two working eyes and a whole lot of confidence, and seems to fall very, very easily into the role of flirty, sexy, flower of the northwest. he knows how people tick.
now, working with a lot of bare skin, he finds the cracks of warmth at her ribcage and chases them, dextrous and quick, exploring every inch that isn't likely where she wants before he finds his way up to bring his palms to her chest, and arch forward himself, pressing them closer together - that part's out of pure instinct, the want to get closer, too. ]
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Good to know. And...we best not waste a drop then, hm? [ since he doesn't have the bottle and his hands are now full of wrath, he just. opens his mouth, with a playful - ] Ah.
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This was all just a clever ploy! I see your game. [... they're going to very carefully tip some of the wine into his mouth. sighs.]
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little shit. with that, gu yun tips his head back to drink, letting his eyes flutter shut, adam's apple bobbing with the motion, and makes a content noise. maybe a little too long of a noise? terrible. ]
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in fact, it's enough to make them gigglesnort as they pull the wine bottle away, shivering a little.]
You ham. Stop. [they are now going to drink a whole lot of this wine.]
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he grins as its pulled away from him, and flexes his fingers very innocently where they're laced together behind their back. ] Hm? My hands are full. I was lucky, that I could rely on your kindness.
[ see? look ma no hands! he's innocent. an angel. ]
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Iiii am going to regret this. [they say, after a moment.] Here.
[and they shift in his lap, straddling him so they're facing him. carefully, they take his hands, and put them on the edges of their hood.]
... Go ahead.
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his hands curl, a little, holding gently to the fabric. not quite pushing back, yet. ]
Are you sure?
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[they say, firmly.]
But if you make fun of me, I will lose my entire mind! Fair warning! You have to tell me I'm pretty.
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[ but! with that, he'll ease the hood back, doing so very carefully just in case they change their mind.
wehehehe ]
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here she is, sitting with a vaguely nervous look on her face. only, she's... not exactly the same. her eyes are red around the edges, with black sclera and bright red-orange irises, and there are cracks of fire that spread up her neck and face.]
... So.
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there's a beat. just a pause, as he pulls the hood down, carefully smoothing the fabric down with his fingers, and gu yun looks up to get a proper look at her face. the lava cracks are about what he's expecting, and the eyes are bright, and maybe two weeks ago this would've been a little odd. but, he'd made a remark about being more worldly the last time they talked, and after befriending and getting extremely drunk with a tiefling a day into his arrival here? if anything, gu yun, marquis of order, great liang's greatest garlic, is excellent at adapting to new situations.
so there's no freakout. no teasing, no making fun.
even if he's a little shit, he's in fact, a charming little shit, and he's good on his word. in fact - as he pulls his hands away from the hood, he lifts them to cup those warm cheeks - a strange contrast to his chilly fingers - ducks in, and presses a very gentle kiss to her mouth. ]
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he's very gentle, and it's not that she's not used to gentle, it's just that him being very sweet like this kind of kicks her ass a little. she shivers, and holds onto the front of his shirt. her ears are bright pink at the tips.
he kisses her, and she can't help it, she's an idiot because she laughs a little against his mouth after a moment.]
Your hands! [he's so!! cold!!]
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that grin almost splits his mouth, again, when she laughs - gu yun, unceremoniously, turns his hands to the colder sides of the backs of them are pressed right against her face. squish. ]
And that is for doubting me and thinking that I would find you anything less than lovely.
[ ha!!! suffer!!!!! not. ]
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Stop. [she says, in a tone that suggests she does not want him to stop. she is just going to hold his hands.] Ugh. I told myself I was going to be very cool and mysterious!
Look what you've done. [she steals another kiss.]
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[ she can probably tell immediately that gu yun is not sorry, at all, still snickering to himself as she holds his hands. they're hers now congrats. luckily, the cold isn't permanent - the warmth of her skin, or the magic, or both, seems to do nicely in keeping him from continuing to wield his goblin fingers like a weapon.
the kiss gets a soft hum, too, a content noise, and as she pulls back, gu yun quips - ] You're still quite mysterious, though, I think 'cool' may be off.
[
he's
pretty sure she could have never been cool, like this? (he has no idea what cool means.) ]
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... You do know that cool means, uh, amazing. Right? Not temperature. [she just tucks her hands under her chin. hers now forever.]
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Mm?
[ what. no. come here! let him kiss you again. forget about that. he didn't hear you time to lean and kiss again instead, yes ]
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but it's fine, she's not going to complain, because he kisses her again and she makes a little surprised sound before - well, melting into it. it's much better now that she doesn't have to worry about her hood or... her face, being strange.
she squeezes his hands, and kisses him a little more intently.]
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this is definitely better than kissing blind. the intent in the kiss is not lost on gu yun, either; he tilts his head to be more accommodating of the angle, shifting where he's settled. wrath tastes like wine and a little bit of smoke, a strong taste for gu yun's palate, but it's indulgent just for the sake of being indulgent, and not something he really minds.
alas, his hands are trapped, so for the moment, he's fine just to return the kiss, lingering. ]
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You're getting better at that. [she teases. carefully, she brings his hands up to rest against her chest? she doesn't have a lot going on there, but hey.] Makes a girl wonder what else you can do.
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i mean. the sigh catches interest; there's a moment where he chases it, pressing another kiss to her mouth just because it's there. ]
...I'm a quick learner. [ his voice is lower, quieter and much more intimate in the space between them. gu yun's fingers flex, briefly, before he spreads his hands over her chest to get a sense for what's under that cloak, the topography of someone else's body, callouses catching against the material, feeling for a clasp or a catch. ]
And I'm very good at being hands on.
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she helps, honestly. the robes are a bit difficult to get into on purpose, so people can't just unmask them whenever they want. hands on, he says, and she laughs a little before shifting to unclasp the robes themselves, pushing them off to the bed. underneath, she's got black tights and an oversized T-shirt that hangs down to her knees. comfy.]
I like that. [she tells him, with a little sigh.] I think you can figure out what to do next, hm?
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the commentary has his mouth curling into a grin- those flirtatious, peach blossom eyes of his are dark, a glimmer of a laser focused sort of curiosity as he shifts his knees up to give wrath a bump closer, and sitting up straight, hands skating up the side of her thighs and to her hips, giving a squeeze. it puts them nearly chest to chest, a view he's finding he quite likes. ]
I think I've got an idea. [ fufu. ] Do keep letting me know what you like.
[ this time, ducking in to kiss her, it's more intense; his tongue chases the seam of her lips to kiss them open, the grip of his hands confident and sure for someone who has absolutely zero experience with a woman at all. gu yun might be new to this, but he's an expert in observing the cues of others, and as he tilts his head, he lets his hands wander like they're exploring. it's over the fabric of her tights, first, chasing the warmth of those lavalike veins, sneaking underneath the hem of her shirt and seeking out bare skin, instead. he's not asking for permission to do it, maybe a little greedy, maybe a lot bold, callouses up her ribcage, learning, seeking, touching. ]
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Oh, you'll hear me. [she laughs.] Hope your roommate isn't listening.
[not that she cares. in fact, she will be loud specifically because she thinks it's funny.
she's distracted by the kiss, and this time, with her hood off, he can see the way her hair twists and burns, gently, not hot - it looks the way paper does when you set fire to one edge. she's eager to feel his hands, and - well, they're cold, and she shivers and giggles a little at the feeling, but doesn't flinch away. instead, she allows him to coax her mouth open, teasing - one hand in his hair as she nips gently at his bottom lip, the other reaching to take one of his hands and drag it down to the hem of her shirt. his other hand can do whatever it wants. she's warm all over, impatient, and she wants to be touched, skin to skin.
technically, she knows he should be the one being worshipped, considering their respective sins, but she can't help herself.]
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[ he can't help but laugh too, like a gremlin, because he is one! though, he sent law out earlier, with the explicit instruction not to come back for a while (sexiled), so, alas, it's not meant to be.
some part of gu yun's clearly pleased as he figures out the answer to his smoking hair question - this must be where the twitching came from - and though his mouth briefly lifts into a smile, he just acknowledges it with a quietly amused noise and focuses his attention strictly on wrath, instead. she took his first kiss, at the very beginning of the week, showed him how easy it is to kiss someone and just melt along onto it, and gu yun picks up right where they left off, the kiss itself slow, languid and easy. her hand feels good in his hair, too - it's silky soft and pin straight for her reference, and he can just faintly feel the warmth radiating off of her even from there.
similarly, the longer his hands stay on her skin, the warmer they get. seems like a fair compromise. as the kiss deepens, he takes that guidance for what it is, catching the hem of her shirt as asked in the palm of his hand and curling his fingers. he lifts up, other hand moving with it up bare skin instead, and, breaks off the kiss slow, as he's about to pull it over her head. ]
A part of me wondered if you were all just naked under these things. [ the mischief in his voice is as clear as a bell even if he's speaking just loud enough to be heard, as if that silly, flirtatious tease is some sort of secret - that implies maybe they could be - before he's pulling the shirt up and over her head, tossing it off to the side of the bed to retrieve later.
fufu. that's better. gu yun glances up again, briefly taking in the picture presented - and a moment later, licks his lips, then ducks in to kiss her again. despite having almost no experience, gu yun (currently) has two working eyes and a whole lot of confidence, and seems to fall very, very easily into the role of flirty, sexy, flower of the northwest. he knows how people tick.
now, working with a lot of bare skin, he finds the cracks of warmth at her ribcage and chases them, dextrous and quick, exploring every inch that isn't likely where she wants before he finds his way up to bring his palms to her chest, and arch forward himself, pressing them closer together - that part's out of pure instinct, the want to get closer, too. ]
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