Somehow she knew that answer to be real, the one about making her laugh. If it was, then she wouldn't mind indulging him over and over. Ruka found a great many things funny, but few made her lose herself in real joy. Perhaps she spent too much time wishing for the happiness of others, or, wondering about their happiness. Too busy to be bothered with her own? Or, merely afraid of the risk involved with stepping in too deep? It wasn't something actively on her mind... more in the back of it.
And then she did chuckle softly, smile smoothing her features; her eyes lit up just enough. But, it wasn't so much his comments as his reaction to her hands. "Is that because you enjoy it, my laughter? I am a curious creature, after all. I do not expect indulgence, but I do enjoy it from time to time." She was sure he knew quite a bit about indulgence--as much as her, if not more.
It was hard not to be even a little bit happy in his presence. The anticipation in wake of his actions certainly had her body humming. She watched him too as he carefully stayed her wrist, kissing it softly and then down her arm. She stilled her other hand to a delicate strum of fingers twining into his curls as she did so. Ebony lashes lowered just so and she chuckled again, but this time her mouth did not open as she smiled--half smirking.
Indeed, his actions were most pleasurable. He did not rush the course and take as his wants so dictated; rather, he sampled slowly and languidly... making each point count as if measuring the weight of what would come, but, did not have to come as quickly. It would not have bothered her if he rushed a little; there was something enthralling about a person harried with matters of the flesh. Still, it wasn't often she partook of this particular decadence without some control on her part--some dictation.
Jean would not need direction, and, she wondered silently if he assumed as much of her. Though, a direction of playful nature would not be unwelcome.
The smile she offered at his last words was one of gratification--gratification at one person understanding another's inability to explain that which was difficult to explain. "I do not pretend to understand love even as I know there are may forms." She made a little noise as she looked away from him--something of a short sigh. At the same time, the free hand on the back of his neck trailed along the skin there and down. Fingers inadvertently fell along the half open collar of his shirt. Her hand settled, partially flat, while the tips of her digits laid haphazardly on his collarbone--the dip.
"She asked that he give her the technology required to travel realms. Naturally, he was adverse in the beginning. Draconic machina was not just given to anyone--not the kind she asked for. But, after a long discussion with the Council of Sidera he was permitted to allow it. And so, in her agony, she left. She moved from realm to realm, finding peace from within--curious with the mind of a child at the stories she could glean from others." And then she looked at him again, icy blues level with the color of brighter tones and darker ones. "And thus I have ended up here for the time being, searching for something and nothing at the same time."
And then she did chuckle softly, smile smoothing her features; her eyes lit up just enough. But, it wasn't so much his comments as his reaction to her hands. "Is that because you enjoy it, my laughter? I am a curious creature, after all. I do not expect indulgence, but I do enjoy it from time to time." She was sure he knew quite a bit about indulgence--as much as her, if not more.
It was hard not to be even a little bit happy in his presence. The anticipation in wake of his actions certainly had her body humming. She watched him too as he carefully stayed her wrist, kissing it softly and then down her arm. She stilled her other hand to a delicate strum of fingers twining into his curls as she did so. Ebony lashes lowered just so and she chuckled again, but this time her mouth did not open as she smiled--half smirking.
Indeed, his actions were most pleasurable. He did not rush the course and take as his wants so dictated; rather, he sampled slowly and languidly... making each point count as if measuring the weight of what would come, but, did not have to come as quickly. It would not have bothered her if he rushed a little; there was something enthralling about a person harried with matters of the flesh. Still, it wasn't often she partook of this particular decadence without some control on her part--some dictation.
Jean would not need direction, and, she wondered silently if he assumed as much of her. Though, a direction of playful nature would not be unwelcome.
The smile she offered at his last words was one of gratification--gratification at one person understanding another's inability to explain that which was difficult to explain. "I do not pretend to understand love even as I know there are may forms." She made a little noise as she looked away from him--something of a short sigh. At the same time, the free hand on the back of his neck trailed along the skin there and down. Fingers inadvertently fell along the half open collar of his shirt. Her hand settled, partially flat, while the tips of her digits laid haphazardly on his collarbone--the dip.
"She asked that he give her the technology required to travel realms. Naturally, he was adverse in the beginning. Draconic machina was not just given to anyone--not the kind she asked for. But, after a long discussion with the Council of Sidera he was permitted to allow it. And so, in her agony, she left. She moved from realm to realm, finding peace from within--curious with the mind of a child at the stories she could glean from others." And then she looked at him again, icy blues level with the color of brighter tones and darker ones. "And thus I have ended up here for the time being, searching for something and nothing at the same time."
Sometimes I feel like a girl~... sometimes I don't~
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