Strife was noticing Ruina’s spirits didn’t stay down for the count for long. This girl was as peppy as a cheerleader on crack and he expected a “Bring it on” type show down with lots of attitude and pom-poms if
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Surreptitiously, she pressed against his side, as his arm went around his neck.
He smelled so good... The scent of discord. Ah, but this was lovely.
He went on about his family for a while, and she did listen... Family, after all, was extremely important. And if his family was as complicated as hers, then she'd better listen well!
But when he opened the conversation up for a little Q&A, she grinned, mischeviously.
"Yes, I have a question," she said, her grin fading, and her eyes growing very serious. "Are you..."
..and she snuck her fingers about his waist, and along his other side as well... then innocently smiled. Oh, trouble.
".....ticklish?"
And then she unleashed Tickle Hell upon Strife! Any possible ticklish spot for attack, she used! At the sides, behind the knee, above the knee, behind the neck, the stomach, the stomach, the stomach!
There was a burst of giggles, following defensive attempts to thwart sneaky sly wriggling fingers from prodding ticklish areas. Managing to clasp a hold on Ruina's wrists he methodically pinned her down against the couch. Holding her wrists, red-faced and trying to catch his breath from laughing, "I thought my sisters... were the only ones... who could pull that one over... on me."
Her mouth went dry, and she squirmed in his grasp, finding herself quite deliciously powerless...and loving it. Her eyes had gone dark, more sultry than she realized she could be. Biting her lip, she looked up at him.
"And now," she murmured softly, her voice like velvet. "Now, what will you do?"
That was a good question. Now what was he going to do, he was finding the heat radiating off their bodies exciting and the way she looked at him was irresistible. He kissed her caught in the moment, and pulled up fast thinking he'd made a grave mistake, looking stunned.
She looked stunned, too... She couldn't believe it! She couldn't believe it.
....and then he pulled away? Oh, helllll no!
He still had her wrists against the couch, and though she tried to reach out for him, she found that she was still very tightly held down. It made her blood shudder in her veins. Held down....
Without giving it a second thought, she wrapped her legs about his waist, tightly, and drew him further down against him.
"Again," she murmured. And then, aloud and in his mind... "Again."
He didn't expect to for her to swing her legs around his waist and constrict his movement. It was so fast and his face was within an inch of hers, which made it worse, once you had a taste of destruction that you had control over, it was like a drug that overcame your brain. He wasn't thinking clearly, No he wasn't thinking; tight against her he locked lips with her again.
My first kiss! she thought, Or really, my second! Wait! What if he can tell? What if he knows? Can't let him know!
Rinna was exceptionally bright for her age, and what she didn't have in knowledge, she made up for in sheer gusto. She learned the way he liked to be kissed, by mimicing the movements of his mouth against hers. When he parted her lips with his tongue, she opened her mouth and slid her own tongue against his. When he shifted against her, she moved with him. Soon, she wasn't trying anymore... She was just enjoying herself.
So this, she thought, between breaths, Is what all the fuss is about!
She liked it. She liked him. He tasted like strength and screaming, and she liked it...quite a bit. Her legs tightened around his waist, holding him as firmly as he held her wrists against the cushions.
Their tongue slid together, her lips were ample and plump. He was enjoying every moment, the sparks were a'flyin...No really he could feel them build in his fingertips.
And Strife was really into it, gosh was he into it...being so depressed over Harmonia he'd forgot how much he liked doing things like this...It hit him...Harmonia.
He stopped kissing Ruina and pulled back again, but not too far since he was caught in a pretty good trap, long tight legs, "Ruina, I think we should...just wait."
Strife was confused. Strife was conflicted. Strife wanted to kiss Ruina, but then he thought about Harmonia and winning her back and while Ruina was beautiful, could she really get him like Harmonia got him? Wait...did Harmonia get him? Yea well she had to get him, right? Otherwise he wouldn't be missing her so very very bad.
"I think we're going to fast...gotta slow down before something else happens that neither of us are..."
He nervously laughed, "Prepared to deal with."
"Cause there's more then just kissing and me and you? We can't go there...."
This wasn't going the way she wanted it to go... At least, it didn't sound like it was going the way she really wanted it to go. And then it hit her. Harmonia.
Of course.
She looked up at Strife, shook her head, and slid her legs slowly, slowly down his own, releasing him in a way.
"Why not, Strife...? What harm could there be? You and me? Just think of how well we would set each other off.... Destruction and Strife! It even *sounds* gorgeous.. Just think, just think!"
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He smelled so good... The scent of discord. Ah, but this was lovely.
He went on about his family for a while, and she did listen... Family, after all, was extremely important. And if his family was as complicated as hers, then she'd better listen well!
But when he opened the conversation up for a little Q&A, she grinned, mischeviously.
"Yes, I have a question," she said, her grin fading, and her eyes growing very serious. "Are you..."
..and she snuck her fingers about his waist, and along his other side as well... then innocently smiled. Oh, trouble.
".....ticklish?"
And then she unleashed Tickle Hell upon Strife! Any possible ticklish spot for attack, she used! At the sides, behind the knee, above the knee, behind the neck, the stomach, the stomach, the stomach!
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He... had pinned.. her down...
Her mouth went dry, and she squirmed in his grasp, finding herself quite deliciously powerless...and loving it. Her eyes had gone dark, more sultry than she realized she could be. Biting her lip, she looked up at him.
"And now," she murmured softly, her voice like velvet. "Now, what will you do?"
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....and then he pulled away? Oh, helllll no!
He still had her wrists against the couch, and though she tried to reach out for him, she found that she was still very tightly held down. It made her blood shudder in her veins. Held down....
Without giving it a second thought, she wrapped her legs about his waist, tightly, and drew him further down against him.
"Again," she murmured. And then, aloud and in his mind... "Again."
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Rinna was exceptionally bright for her age, and what she didn't have in knowledge, she made up for in sheer gusto. She learned the way he liked to be kissed, by mimicing the movements of his mouth against hers. When he parted her lips with his tongue, she opened her mouth and slid her own tongue against his. When he shifted against her, she moved with him. Soon, she wasn't trying anymore... She was just enjoying herself.
So this, she thought, between breaths, Is what all the fuss is about!
She liked it. She liked him. He tasted like strength and screaming, and she liked it...quite a bit. Her legs tightened around his waist, holding him as firmly as he held her wrists against the cushions.
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And Strife was really into it, gosh was he into it...being so depressed over Harmonia he'd forgot how much he liked doing things like this...It hit him...Harmonia.
He stopped kissing Ruina and pulled back again, but not too far since he was caught in a pretty good trap, long tight legs, "Ruina, I think we should...just wait."
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"..Wait?.. Wait for what?"
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"I think we're going to fast...gotta slow down before something else happens that neither of us are..."
He nervously laughed, "Prepared to deal with."
"Cause there's more then just kissing and me and you? We can't go there...."
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Of course.
She looked up at Strife, shook her head, and slid her legs slowly, slowly down his own, releasing him in a way.
"Why not, Strife...? What harm could there be? You and me? Just think of how well we would set each other off.... Destruction and Strife! It even *sounds* gorgeous.. Just think, just think!"
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