trusthell | WEEK 7.

WEEK 7
Oerba Dia Vanille, Phi, and Gangrel have joined the deceased, dropping your number even further. This is the second week that the death toll has risen by three, just by way of murder alone.

With well over half of your number deceased, how much longer can this go on?

Saturday is given to regrouping and rest; on Sunday morning the clock chimes as it always has, but at least there are no bodies to find today. It seems you're safe for now. The night before wasn't necessarily a peaceful one, however; you'll probably feel a bit groggy when you wake up, and it seems you've regained something that you didn't realize you'd lost...

As before, it seems that door at the bottom of the stairwell has been unlocked, allowing you to descend even further into the depths of the university; perhaps the new floor holds something promising for you.

Or perhaps you'll "christen" this one with another murder. Given the current pattern, that probably wouldn't be a surprise.

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Ah...! Was I too excited?

[ From her tone, her breathy tone at the next little break in their kissing, she doesn't seem to think so, because she thought she was being pretty gentle for how sharp they could be. But ... maybe she's teasing Hanyuu. Just a little. ]

[Hanyuu, blushing, also a little out of breath-] I- I wasn't expecting it, aah- I-I'm not used to mixing- that kind of sensation with- this one.

But... do you dislike it?

[ That's what matters, here? ]

[...]

M- mm, I don't.

[She can...continue with that. It actually feels nice.]

Good.

[ Then she's going to get back to doing that, running her hands through Hanyuu's hair - they have so much hair. She draws a circle on the back of the other woman's neck. ]

I wouldn't want to stop.

Aah... G-good...

[She'll go back to kissing, then, first at Elda's cheek, moving back towards her mouth. Just pepper her face with kisses.]

[ To love, love is great. But to be loved? That's great. That's fucking fantastic. So she'll puff out her cheeks and nuzzle up to each kiss until it's back to her lips. Once there, Elda nips at Hanyuu's lips again, but she's quick to release. No, instead, sh's going to lean up, catch her lips - and then she'll be the one to poke her tongue out, teasin the other's lips.

Her talons still scratching, itching. Encircling. ]

[The motion surprises Hanyuu for a moment, and she isn't sure what to do in response. ...Well, obviously, she has an idea but that doesn't stop her from being nervous! Tentative, she opens her lips, feeling her face heat up.

This is happening, this is happening alright she can go with the flow and just

...try to remember anything helpful, she doesn't really watch people making out, that is rude! ...so her technique probably isn't great and she's super shy and clumsy.]

[ Honestly, Hanyuu's technique could be so bad that she bit down on Elda's tongue and cut the thing and she'd still love it. The fact it doesn't come to that is probably for the best (that said, watch out for her fangs, they are still there even when they aren't bared!) but the sentiment remains: Elda is engrossed in this moment, well beyond caring about being embarrassed or pretty much anything other than her thumbing pulse and feeling of Hanyuu's own heartbeat.

Perks of being a vampire, this close, she can feel it. Hanyuu's so warm.

That said, Elda's tongue plays with Hanyuu's own, experimenting. Make outs? She missed make outs, even if this is different. ]

[Well okay, Hanyuu's so distracted by wondering what to do with her mouth that the thought of what to do with her hands kind of becomes what are hands and they sort of stop...doing anything, just staying in place as she's focused completely on this new part of the experience.

Really she's willing to let Elda 100% lead this, at least until she gets her barrings, but she is receptive, reactive, letting out small nervous but excited noises.]

[ Elda kinds hopes for Hanyuu to take charge because that's comfortable for her but... she's also excited. As such, she's totally going to lead this, at least a little. And...

Well, let's work the tongue around. Let's brush her cheek. And let's... take hold of Hanyuu's hand and bring it to her cheek.

Is that better? ]

[Elda's contact reminds her that yes, she has more to her body, and all at once she's embarrassed again, but she doesn't break apart, despite murmuring a sound of thanks.

Once her hand is against Elda's cheek, she starts gently brushing her fingers down it, just savoring the softness of her skin. That she can keep up enough.]

[ Hanyuu's fingers are soft, but also... calloused? Lightly so, like in an age long past she needed to hold something tightly, like a tool or a weapon. It's an interesting feeling, actually, and she leans into a little, as best she can without breaking the contact of her lips and her attempts to dance their tongues.

But really?

Now she's running her own hands on the the arms of the woman. ]

[Elda's fingers, in contrast, are so delicate. That's not how you would think to describe them, with their long nails and how she points them around, accusatory and direct but-

But moments like this make it far too clear that though she can fight, she's...just a woman, caught in the throes of love. Love...

Hanyuu presses their foreheads together. With her other hand, she cups the back of Elda's head.]

[ O-oh! Elda so wanted Hanyuu to take action, and when she does, Elda's heart flutters. She doesn't do anything like cut off their movements or hesitate or anything... but it does smile her quiver just a little bit. Ah. Her hands race back up Hanyuu's arms and make to meet by way of wrapping around the other woman's neck.

She brushes her head a little.

What now? ]

[What now? Well... Hanyuu is going to stay like that for a few moments, and then gently disengage from Elda...but only so she can open her eyes, to look at her, face-to-face, so very close. Her face is flushed but she looks so very happy, and she murmurs:]

I love you.

[ Hanyuu looks so happy. Despite everything earlier today, despite where they are now... and the fact that she is the cause of it? Elda's heart flutters more and she whispers back - ]

I love you.

[She takes a deep breath in. There has been a lot of...not-breathing here, just kissing, and she takes the break as an opportunity to correct that.

Then she moves in and resumes the tongue kissing, letting a hand drift to Elda's collar, lightly run her fingers over it.

She's...not really comfortable with going too much further yet. But...but this is so very nice.]

[ Elda wants more. Ever the impatient.

... Elda isn't that sure she knows how to do more, because she's really inexperienced with women in all due honesty.

But... this is a great way to end an awful day. Exchanging saliva with the woman she loves? Feeling her tough and her body? No, far more than what she wants, right now, Elda Marker is content. Content, and happy as a cat, really.

Because she'll soak up as much of this as Hanyuu wants to do and then as much snuggling as the woman will allow she'll do after it all. ]

WEEK 7.

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