[Hide and seek, she said, and then offered more than the necessary tools for him to win. They're different, after all, in the way they follow their prey - but in this moment, it's perhaps the truest fact: they're both prey to one another's night-driven wants. She's just glad that the urge to transform isn't there on her end - perhaps because it makes her look more vulnerable and fragile than she is, in this. Those broken pieces aren't something she wants to share with just anyone.
But, to the moment at hand. She doesn't need to train her ears so hard to hear it, the soft creak of hinges and the heavy, careful sound of footsteps. A heavier `chak` of the latch followed by the click of the lock as her door is closed, locked. His heartbeat is so loud, scent intriguing. Distinctly human, and yet--
Admittedly, she's a little surprised by his face. Not for any negative reason, but because the curves and angles of it are as perfectly interesting as they are youthful. (She hardly has any room to talk on youthful faces though, doesn't she?) If she watches for longer, the wonder if she'll just see that hunger teeming beneath those surprisingly pretty features is not the faintest of them all. The glimmer of gold rakes at her want to tease, to see how far that thread goes.]
Mm, not unforgivably long. I was considering being upset, though.
[There's not an ounce of truth to that, a flash of fangs in her smile as he closes the distance. Long legs uncross both in invitation and in movement then, and Cloud will be treated to just how quick his new companion is. Her nails are long, as he already knew, but not actually very sharp - an important distinction considering their circumstances and how one hand curls delicately over his shoulder and the other cradles his face, thumb pad brushing his lip before she's leaning into it.
His consideration is appreciated - and clearly set aside in the discarded distance. Before their lips meet, her breath ghosts across his, yellow-green eyes fixing their gaze to his.]
Your heart's beating so fast... how earnestly carnal.
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But, to the moment at hand. She doesn't need to train her ears so hard to hear it, the soft creak of hinges and the heavy, careful sound of footsteps. A heavier `chak` of the latch followed by the click of the lock as her door is closed, locked. His heartbeat is so loud, scent intriguing. Distinctly human, and yet--
Admittedly, she's a little surprised by his face. Not for any negative reason, but because the curves and angles of it are as perfectly interesting as they are youthful. (She hardly has any room to talk on youthful faces though, doesn't she?) If she watches for longer, the wonder if she'll just see that hunger teeming beneath those surprisingly pretty features is not the faintest of them all. The glimmer of gold rakes at her want to tease, to see how far that thread goes.]
Mm, not unforgivably long. I was considering being upset, though.
[There's not an ounce of truth to that, a flash of fangs in her smile as he closes the distance. Long legs uncross both in invitation and in movement then, and Cloud will be treated to just how quick his new companion is. Her nails are long, as he already knew, but not actually very sharp - an important distinction considering their circumstances and how one hand curls delicately over his shoulder and the other cradles his face, thumb pad brushing his lip before she's leaning into it.
His consideration is appreciated - and clearly set aside in the discarded distance. Before their lips meet, her breath ghosts across his, yellow-green eyes fixing their gaze to his.]
Your heart's beating so fast... how earnestly carnal.