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[selfpreservationist]

[This is an IC inbox for V/Raven, who cannot be bothered to set one up for himself.]

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[selfpreservationist]

Well, we did come here to try on clothes, after all.

[grins, and leans back]

[rollplayinghouse]

[her chin drops slightly and she huffs, her fingers skim up under the edge of his skirt]

That's true... but we have to appreciate them. And it would be fun to have something to surprise each other with at home, too.

[selfpreservationist]

You make a good point. If I had to guess what you like... I'd say... you're fond of skirts, to start with.

[rollplayinghouse]

That's not really a secret.

[selfpreservationist]

No, it's not. Have you any guesses about my preference?

[rollplayinghouse]

Hm.

[her eyes drop to look at her outfit]

I'd say you like things that are... revealing, but elaborate. And maybe that will be exciting for you to take off me.

[selfpreservationist]

Not a bad start.

[hooks his finger under one of her bra straps and toys with it]

[rollplayinghouse]

[slides her hand further up his thigh]

Just a start, huh?

[selfpreservationist]

[it's obvious to her now that he is not wearing underwear under that skirt]

I like things that make you look... powerful.

[rollplayinghouse]

Powerful, huh?

[she moves her free hand to touch the knives on her thigh as her hand on his thigh moves in a little further, her lips staying parted slightly.]

Maybe a little dangerous?

[selfpreservationist]

[bites his bottom lip and tries to stay still as he watches her hand move to her thigh]

Dangerous, yes... but not to me.

[rollplayinghouse]

[pulls one of the throwing knives from its sheath and moves it to his bare stomach, eyes lowered.]

You're so sure of that.

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[selfpreservationist]

[there's--a moment where he goes very tense, and his expression shifts from aroused to concerned, worried... afraid. his shoulders hunch and he almost takes a step back, but stops himself at the last second.]

[selfpreservationist]

[and then he forces himself to take a deep breath and let it out, let his shoulders relax, clench and unclench his fists. it's fine. it's not serious. they're just flirting.]

... I am. Because I trust you... not to hurt me.

[rollplayinghouse]

[hm]

...Well, that's right. I won't, unless you want me to. Not if I can help it.

[she returns the knife to its sheath and instead finally continues the motion with her other hand, moving up to cup his balls under his skirt]

[selfpreservationist]

Ah--

[he lets out a soft huff of air when she touches him, and he braces a hand on her arm]

I... I know. You... you'll protect me instead, won't you?

[rollplayinghouse]

[she leans in to kiss his jaw]

...Yeah. I'll do whatever I have to. I won't let anyone take you. I won't let anyone hurt you. You're... too important.

[selfpreservationist]

[raven pulls her closer with a hand on her lower back, lining up his body with hers]

Promise me. Please.

[rollplayinghouse]

[She moves her hand so she can replace it with her thigh, lifting her knee between his legs, arms instead sliding under his jacket and around his back.]

I promise I'll protect you. No matter what.

[selfpreservationist]

[he shivers palpably at her words and her touch, and leans in to kiss her, needy and eager]

[rollplayinghouse]

[She responds with no hesitation, lips parting and tongue pressing into his mouth to kiss him deeply.]

[selfpreservationist]

[his hands move quickly, roaming over every inch of exposed skin he can touch on her--her ass, her hips, her stomach, her breasts--while groaning into her mouth, sucking on her tongue]

[rollplayinghouse]

[his touches prompt her to make sounds of her own low in her throat, squirming slightly, and her hands drop to his ass as she presses her thigh firmly up against him]

[selfpreservationist]

[his erection tents the skirt as he rubs against her thigh through the fabric, and with a breathless noise he breaks the kiss and mouths at her jawline, nipping]

[rollplayinghouse]

[the noise she makes at that is a lot more audible, a short moan escaping her when her mouth is freed, loud in the dressing room before she swallows it, letting her head fall backwards]

Raven.