{ There's something almost unsettling about this turn of events. He can feel her clinging to him, reluctant to let go, a physically imperceptible digging of claws into him but so vividly real in his mind. Weirdly enough, he doesn't hate it. Maybe that's what's really unsettling about it.
The way she brushes her fingers over his skin and presses closer one last time feels like an almost predatory claim to him. As if taking a little piece of him with her. He minds his breathing, but with her so close she may still feel the soft shudder in the exhale through his nose as his arms set her legs down ever so carefully. It makes his own movements linger, fingertips brushing gently up her thigh just before it catches onto her skirt}
Good.
{ He smiles, before turning towards the pool room again to fetch her shoe. Not wanting to drop it from any height to risk it bouncing off somewhere wild, he kneels a little in front of her to set it down. It's... very difficult to not stare at her bared leg, if he's being perfectly honest. }
[ And this is why he drives her nuts, despite it all. That touch to her thigh was like a bolt of lightning. Shivers radiate from the spot he'd touched, fast and intense, covering her in goosebumps. Concurrently, there's a foreign feeling, a tangle of pleasure coiling and twisting low in her abdomen. It's literally breathtaking. Already, though this all lasted for mere seconds, she knows she wants to experience it again.
This was such a war of attrition between them. ]
Good.
[ Monika eyes him like a hawk as he gets her shoe, doing her best to project a sense of calm. It helps to remind herself of the way he exhaled when he released her, at least. That way she can maintain her grip on control. ]
I wonder if this is how Cinderella felt?
[ Her eyes drop down to him when he kneels, a smile playing at her lips. It also helps to be standing over him. She feels like a lioness admiring a fresh kill. One that she'd get to indulge in for a long time. ]
Maybe this makes you my Prince Charming?
[ Her leg moves forward and she slides her foot into her shoe. As she does so, she catches a glimpse of him staring at her leg. An eyebrow lifts slightly and her smile widens. Though it makes her cheeks pink, it also helps her grip on control tighten. She was getting an inkling of what she was truly capable of without the aid of a computer. ]
{ One of them will break, and Henry gets this vague feeling it might be him. He's got a strange affinity for power-hungry women, it seems, even if he doesn't realize it in this moment. Of course, in hindsight, he'll remember that nagging feeling of being watched whenever his back was turned and of course, the way she practically bore her eyes into him when he'd kneeled by her feet. It's a frighteningly familiar feeling and he can't decide if he loves it or hates that he loves it.
He doesn't respond to the little questions she releases into the air, sounding mostly rhetorical to him, but there's no doubt he's taking in the things she says. How she says them. Once she extends her leg to slip her shoe on however, his jaw tightens and he rises slowly to his feet. }
A Cinderella story, eh?
{ Leaning forward towards one side of her head, hands clasped behind his back, he murmurs low next to her ear. }
Guess that means stroke of midnight will have to come sooner or later.
{ It could be teasing. It could be him playing very hard to get. He's actually not entirely sure in this moment. Usually he knows exactly what he wants and how he's going to get it, but he finds himself playing tug-o-war with himself constantly. Monika's encouragement and that scheming(?) look growing on her face only makes him waffle about worse. There is one thing for certain, however, and that is needing a moment to retreat. He dreads having to resort to this, but there's a lot of conflict right now. He needs to regroup his thoughts. }
[ Monika tenses up when he nears, holding her breath without realizing it. Of course, that means she's gotten a huge whiff of his scent without meaning to. It's dizzying.
And what he says? Jerk.
She exhales slowly. It's not as even as she'd hoped, but at least it wasn't a shaky mess. ]
Good thing I have no concept of time.
[ There's no more teasing lilt to her voice, no more humor in her expression. Just the pure confidence that comes with sinking into the pit of delusion for so long. ]
And I'm not the type to wait for a wish to get me what I want.
{ He's pulling back just in time to see that expression transform. There it is again. The green of her eyes feel alien and her cool confidence betrays their warmth. It makes everything in his gut churn uncomfortably as he's actively fighting against his desires. Itching fingertips grip at his forearms still behind his back, digging into it hard.
Don't ask her what she wants. That's a trap. He just needs a moment. Maybe a moment and a half, half a day. Something. It's hard to think when you can feel your resolve actively threatening to shatter. }
Oh, I can tell. A real go-getter you are.
{ He steps backwards, back into the pool room, like he doesn't have the nerve to put his back to her. }
[ She could leave it at that. Let him have an easy retreat. She's gotten so attuned to zeroing in on even the slightest hints of weakness, however, and he's positively drenched in it. It's intoxicating. It'd be a real treat to dig her claws in further and play with him until he's lifeless.
And to think she could do all this without touching a character file. She's really starting to like the way she was drawn. ]
I guess I'll go get some sleep for now. Ahaha~
[ Monika smiles innocently and begins to step away. Only, right when it seems like she's going to head off, she instead turns his way, boldly following him inside. It's a shame how little space she has to get in, though! Totally an accident that she's had to lightly brush against him as she walks past.
With a self-satisfied hum, she grabs her forgotten sock and heads to the exit, avoiding contact this time. Once in the doorway, she turns back to wave. ]
Good night! I had lots of fun! We should do this again sometime!
[ And like her last departure, she blows a kiss and winks before disappearing from sight. Just in time, too. Any longer and she wouldn't be able to resist sinking her teeth into him. ]
{ He almost sighs a breath of relief. Though something also tells him that maybe she's doing this on purpose, it's gotta be. The way she plays innocent and then brushes past him so pointedly has him tipping his head back slightly as the momentum of her shoulder brushing against his has him turning to walk properly. Slipping or even simply stumbling over his feet would've been just salt in the wound.
It's amazing how quickly it goes back and forth like this. He has the upper hand at one point and then suddenly he's doing all he can possibly manage to avoid being putty in hers.
He watches her leave. It would almost look a bit heated if he didn't mind the expression as well as he did. Fun indeed. While this is all a bit harrowing, he won't deny that it is certainly some form of fun. }
Agreed. With less falling, perhaps.
{ The cute gesture does tug the corner of his lips in amusement. She's definitely dangerous. More than he had originally given her credit for. He waits for her footsteps to fade. No way he's leaving this room at least until he's 100% sure she's gone and out of sight. Shoulders sagging, he breathes out heavily and finds a wall to lean against, tipping his gaze towards the ceiling.
Yeah, he's...got some shit to think about tonight. }
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Date: 12/28/20 08:08 pm (UTC)The way she brushes her fingers over his skin and presses closer one last time feels like an almost predatory claim to him. As if taking a little piece of him with her. He minds his breathing, but with her so close she may still feel the soft shudder in the exhale through his nose as his arms set her legs down ever so carefully. It makes his own movements linger, fingertips brushing gently up her thigh just before it catches onto her skirt}
Good.
{ He smiles, before turning towards the pool room again to fetch her shoe. Not wanting to drop it from any height to risk it bouncing off somewhere wild, he kneels a little in front of her to set it down. It's... very difficult to not stare at her bared leg, if he's being perfectly honest. }
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Date: 12/28/20 09:10 pm (UTC)This was such a war of attrition between them. ]
Good.
[ Monika eyes him like a hawk as he gets her shoe, doing her best to project a sense of calm. It helps to remind herself of the way he exhaled when he released her, at least. That way she can maintain her grip on control. ]
I wonder if this is how Cinderella felt?
[ Her eyes drop down to him when he kneels, a smile playing at her lips. It also helps to be standing over him. She feels like a lioness admiring a fresh kill. One that she'd get to indulge in for a long time. ]
Maybe this makes you my Prince Charming?
[ Her leg moves forward and she slides her foot into her shoe. As she does so, she catches a glimpse of him staring at her leg. An eyebrow lifts slightly and her smile widens. Though it makes her cheeks pink, it also helps her grip on control tighten. She was getting an inkling of what she was truly capable of without the aid of a computer. ]
How romantic~
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Date: 12/29/20 09:40 am (UTC)He doesn't respond to the little questions she releases into the air, sounding mostly rhetorical to him, but there's no doubt he's taking in the things she says. How she says them. Once she extends her leg to slip her shoe on however, his jaw tightens and he rises slowly to his feet. }
A Cinderella story, eh?
{ Leaning forward towards one side of her head, hands clasped behind his back, he murmurs low next to her ear. }
Guess that means stroke of midnight will have to come sooner or later.
{ It could be teasing. It could be him playing very hard to get. He's actually not entirely sure in this moment. Usually he knows exactly what he wants and how he's going to get it, but he finds himself playing tug-o-war with himself constantly. Monika's encouragement and that scheming(?) look growing on her face only makes him waffle about worse. There is one thing for certain, however, and that is needing a moment to retreat. He dreads having to resort to this, but there's a lot of conflict right now. He needs to regroup his thoughts. }
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Date: 12/29/20 10:24 am (UTC)And what he says? Jerk.
She exhales slowly. It's not as even as she'd hoped, but at least it wasn't a shaky mess. ]
Good thing I have no concept of time.
[ There's no more teasing lilt to her voice, no more humor in her expression. Just the pure confidence that comes with sinking into the pit of delusion for so long. ]
And I'm not the type to wait for a wish to get me what I want.
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Date: 12/29/20 04:30 pm (UTC)Don't ask her what she wants. That's a trap. He just needs a moment. Maybe a moment and a half, half a day. Something. It's hard to think when you can feel your resolve actively threatening to shatter. }
Oh, I can tell. A real go-getter you are.
{ He steps backwards, back into the pool room, like he doesn't have the nerve to put his back to her. }
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Date: 12/29/20 06:10 pm (UTC)And to think she could do all this without touching a character file. She's really starting to like the way she was drawn. ]
I guess I'll go get some sleep for now. Ahaha~
[ Monika smiles innocently and begins to step away. Only, right when it seems like she's going to head off, she instead turns his way, boldly following him inside. It's a shame how little space she has to get in, though! Totally an accident that she's had to lightly brush against him as she walks past.
With a self-satisfied hum, she grabs her forgotten sock and heads to the exit, avoiding contact this time. Once in the doorway, she turns back to wave. ]
Good night! I had lots of fun! We should do this again sometime!
[ And like her last departure, she blows a kiss and winks before disappearing from sight. Just in time, too. Any longer and she wouldn't be able to resist sinking her teeth into him. ]
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Date: 12/30/20 01:13 am (UTC)It's amazing how quickly it goes back and forth like this. He has the upper hand at one point and then suddenly he's doing all he can possibly manage to avoid being putty in hers.
He watches her leave. It would almost look a bit heated if he didn't mind the expression as well as he did. Fun indeed. While this is all a bit harrowing, he won't deny that it is certainly some form of fun. }
Agreed. With less falling, perhaps.
{ The cute gesture does tug the corner of his lips in amusement. She's definitely dangerous. More than he had originally given her credit for. He waits for her footsteps to fade. No way he's leaving this room at least until he's 100% sure she's gone and out of sight. Shoulders sagging, he breathes out heavily and finds a wall to lean against, tipping his gaze towards the ceiling.
Yeah, he's...got some shit to think about tonight. }