murderbirdy | in the dark I see you

in the dark I see you

[The southern city, late afternoon. Time doesn't change a place like this; it's as hedonistic and rough-and-tumble in parts as it ever was. And of course, the seedier places of the city thrive in the shadow of all that glitter and glam; a curious girl who grew up on stories might find herself enticed by that sort of place.

Which is why this particular raven has done exactly that. And for a fashion-conscious girl, she walks through the streets with the confidence of someone who fears nothing.

It's going to get her in trouble. Someone might want to intervene.]

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Of course. Fittings, other outfits, alterations of things I'm given by other people... You could be a very busy craftswoman. I could positively just wear. You. Out.

[It's fine, he can work with a metaphor here.]

That's quite an offer you're making, isn't it, Kiran...and so quickly! I can't say I expected that.

[She laughs, though, and just...wanders right back up into his bubble. Maybe reach up for some facetouching.]

But if what you're suggesting is to see where this goes...well, why not?

[He has good skin. Not as soft as his wings but obviously this is a guy who cares a lot about his appearances.]

Well, what can I say? I rather appreciate the entrepreneurial spirit you've been showing? And a craftswoman who hears requests isn't so common...

I'm not arguing it, believe me...It's more than flattering. I'm just a little surprised. You're not what I expected, I'll say that much.

[Just. leaning up so she's just barely not kissing him, because there is clearly a game here in seeing who makes that move first.]

I could get to like being wrong like this...

[He'll grin a bit at that response, and he doesn't reach out and touch her, just consider her when they're both so close it's almost more difficult not to accidentally touch.]

I'm glad you find it so hard to predict. It's a sign I'm doing this correctly. Now, why don't you go take off those glasses before something happens to them, Marie~?

Since you asked so nicely...

[Glasses off, into a case she'd apparently grabbed off the desk when she turned around, case set aside. He can probably tell, like this, she's effectively blind without them. Finding where he is is probably only easy by virtue of him being a big buff birddude.]

Oh my, you really are nearly blind like this. Come here...

[There's a difficult to notice softening to his voice when he realizes that, and while he still puts an arm around her once he approaches he actually does it slowly and evenly rather than grabbing her up. He doesn't want to startle her much if she can't see clearly.]

[There's the thing, she might have bad eyes but she has pretty sharp ears. She noticed it, but she won't point it out. Since he hasn't startled her, there's just a faint chirp when he pulls her close...he's warm and he feels nice, she won't complain with being held close.

She's not as soft as some birds we could name, but she does have some seriously smooth skin, and if he gets into her hair, well...shit's silky. It's also actually that iridescent black raven feathers are instead of just normal dark hair, which given she has some feathers in there isn't too surprising.]

It's a bit of a long story...I don't think now's really the time for it?

[He notices the feathers, because he just kissed into her air, down so he could murmur into her ear.]

Well this leaves me with a bit of a predicament. I was going to just snatch you up, toss you onto your bed, and fuck your brains out... But if you're having such troubles, I don't want to actually leave you so far out of control of the situation. What. To. Do?

[He actually gets a laugh and a shiver out of her, and she's going to just...kiss the hell out of his neck. Like, she apparently wants to give him a hickey big enough his dad'll give him shit for it, christ.]

Two things. One, it's sweet of you, but if I know what's happening it's not a problem. I can hear and feel you just fine...at this distance, I can even see your face.

[Chuckling a little more...darkly.]

Two, you're assuming a lot, to think I can't find ways to exert control over a situation like that.

[He exhales a bit audibly, even a little shakily, and then just.... effortlessly kind of up and pitches her onto her bed. Not even a push, he just straight up picks her up and tosses her, advancing onto the bed himself moments later.]

And to think I almost went for the romantic approach.

[THERE IS A BIT OF A CAW alright she didn't expect he meant literally tossing her, this is noted. But she is laughing, and sitting up onto her elbows.]

Maybe next time? But that's a choice, not the way you have to do things...

[Listening for him to come within reach so she can start feeling him up in earnest!]

Isn't it more fun that way?

[He's on the bed and leaned over top of her in seconds. Yeah, birdboy is kind of incredibly physical, it's turning out. Weird demi genetics.]

Whatever you say.

[He'll just return the favor, groping her chest some while he moves to undo her bra.]

Oh, what a sharp tongue.

[She's gasping and squirming some under his touch, but it's not that hard to get the thing off. This is inspiring her to do some...interesting things with her magic while feeling him up.

Like casually upping his endorphin response. c: Have fun with that...it's nowhere near the levels, say, a bitty life spirit puts out, but still.]

Put it to better use, Kiran.

[Which is to say, she's just going to yank him down with her hand not doing weird magic shit to kiss him. With, uh. A lot of tongue and enthusiasm, wow.]</small

[He is fine to basically kiss her like he's trying to tear her jaw off, but she's going to find that he's not going to let up; he can kiss her and also work on stripping her naked at a record rate. But once he's got her panties off he seems interested in just making out and feeling up her curves for a bit, to see exactly where she's sensitive.]

You seem to have mistaken my kindness for a weakness, Marie...

N-not...exactly.

[Yeah, she's uh. She's apparently real sensitive to touch, given how she's squirming and wait was that tattoo there before and why does it kind of tingle when he touches it--]

Other moons and, ah...other nights, with more care and consideration than my whims and yours...that's a better night for kindness. Someone such as you...deserves more of a spectacle of it, if we're going to speak of things like romance...

[So, she's got one hand feeling it's way down his stomach towards the danger zone, and one ghosting up his spine to tangle in some of his feathers, and there's...a sense that she's starting to find his weak spots like she somehow already knew where they were. This is juxtaposed by her...bumping her forehead to his? Marie, what.]

I want to see your hunger, your sweetness...I want everything.

Oh? You're asking quite the price. And more, you speak of spectacle?

[That tattoo is curious to him, even as she plays with his wings -- something he seems to enjoy the sensation of, given the noise he made when she did -- but he's going to trace that tattoo, running his own mana through its wards some. It leaves him a hand free to casually feel up one of her breasts, seeming to be returning this favor of touching.]

What are you offering in return? What... trade is there between us?

[She has to pause a second, partially to shudder incredibly and make a noise that sounded like that bit of mana was almost painful, and partially because it takes her a moment to stop being dazed enough to find eye contact. This is important enough.]

...Wouldn't it naturally be even trade? Mine for yours. Or is that not enough?

It serves. I just wanted to make sure things were clear, is all.

[He doesn't use mana this time, but he does trace the length of the brand again with his finger, smirking. Seems he's rather fascinated by this.]

Simply ask of me what you would~

Nnngh... [Well, it's...spread, since he used mana on it, although it appears to have settled back down. It's certainly pretty, a sort of spiraling, abstract design that never quite looks like the same thing twice. Wonder what that's about...]

W-well, right now I'd love for you to stop being such a fucking clittease already. Let's start with that.

Oh yeah? Something like this?

[He can pull his own underwear off enough to get this grind underway, but he's not going to do anything beyond be agonizingly slow with it. Strangely, he'll stop playing with the brand so he can get an arm under her to hold her close during this.]

A-haaa...[Right, if he's going to be like that, she's got no problem using the hand still in his wings to ruffle the shit out of him while she demonstrates what absolute muscle control can do with you in the hip action department. Which is to say, she can match that agonizing pace with some seriously unfair motion, here, no problem.

She did bring her other hand up to his face to pull him into another kiss again...it's not really an instant case of feelings but, if he's going to be weirdly sweet than she's got no reason not to be.]

[He rather seems to enjoy the kiss, and there's kind of a swallowed chirp at the ruffling of feathers -- she might be getting him in the best mood he's been in in weeks if nothing else -- but he's going to just keep trying to see if he can slowly increase pace, just try to drive her nuts with his hips.]

I. I must say... You are full of surprises.

[He's...definitely getting to her, but she's competitive and has no qualms being as unfair as she possibly can, so she's pulling everything she can to match him inch for inch and not lose her composure. But given he can probably feel the hand in his feathers spasm a little before she smoothes the feathers back out, her control has it's limits.]

I could say the, hhaa, the same...

[His own breath is getting a bit ragged, his wings just kind of flaring out some when she smoothes them back out. She's wearing him down too, but now it's become a competition. One he has no interest in losing. Strange how it seems to necessitate eye contact like this.]

J-just say it...

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