[The moment he breaks her skin is when Rin's breath hitches. Brief and sharp just like his bite — soon to be replaced by the slick warmth of his tongue as he laps her up. In that moment it makes her wonder just how many worlds work like hers. Where Rin comes from a person's magical energy seeps through them, and in a diffusion like osmosis it settles in the fluids connected to life. A low concentration in saliva, moderate in blood, and the highest in arousal fluid.
How many people have tasted the salt of her skin only to find a bitter, medicinal flavor instead of something normal? How many people have taken in her blood or her arousal and noticed the power within it? And then... how many have just not said anything about it? Some may consider her still human, but she sees herself warped and changed by her way of life enough to separate herself from them.]
I'd apologize to your taste buds, but you did yank me around earlier.
[Says the woman who lowered the partition ready for a fight. Either way, what he'll find of her body is more telling than what a look will give. Touching her with any sort of pressure will reveal that under the soft layer of fat that keeps her figure smooth and girlish is actual muscle. Honed and cared for to utilize her body like a weapon just as everything else in her life. Rin only trains up to a certain point — intent on keeping her silhouette soft and unassuming. Utilizing the fact that others will underestimate her.
She's also warm. Blood pumping from the earlier confrontation, and adrenaline still coursing through her as their bet keeps the spirit of competition fresh. Beyond that is the fact that... while Chobe may look mangled, he's still got plenty of points of interest. The muscle she feels under her palms as her hands sink from his abs down to his hips stirs her just as much as the thrill of winning. Her hands grab for the button of his dress pants in tandem with him learning she didn't wear any panties under that hose. All she has on her now is the sweater dress and a bra.]
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How many people have tasted the salt of her skin only to find a bitter, medicinal flavor instead of something normal? How many people have taken in her blood or her arousal and noticed the power within it? And then... how many have just not said anything about it? Some may consider her still human, but she sees herself warped and changed by her way of life enough to separate herself from them.]
I'd apologize to your taste buds, but you did yank me around earlier.
[Says the woman who lowered the partition ready for a fight. Either way, what he'll find of her body is more telling than what a look will give. Touching her with any sort of pressure will reveal that under the soft layer of fat that keeps her figure smooth and girlish is actual muscle. Honed and cared for to utilize her body like a weapon just as everything else in her life. Rin only trains up to a certain point — intent on keeping her silhouette soft and unassuming. Utilizing the fact that others will underestimate her.
She's also warm. Blood pumping from the earlier confrontation, and adrenaline still coursing through her as their bet keeps the spirit of competition fresh. Beyond that is the fact that... while Chobe may look mangled, he's still got plenty of points of interest. The muscle she feels under her palms as her hands sink from his abs down to his hips stirs her just as much as the thrill of winning. Her hands grab for the button of his dress pants in tandem with him learning she didn't wear any panties under that hose. All she has on her now is the sweater dress and a bra.]