In Which We Start With Missing Nipples
[02:12:19][Aleyna] says: Hey, it's true! Our researcher Natharai was missin' his. And a lot of other things. His body was a wreck.
[02:12:24][Aleyna] says: You look better than him, all told.
[02:13:33]Wilhiem guides her hand by the wrist and lets her fingertips trace the ugly wad of a burn-scar on the left side of his chest. His heartbeat is oddly even. "...how odd. Mine crawled off under molten copper."
[02:14:56]Aleyna hums contently, "I think a demon clawed his off. Or somethin'. Although, molten copper is a new one."
[02:16:12]Wilhiem makes her nails scrape at his skin. Hey, it's like an inconvenient back-scratcher. "I used to wear an amulet made of copper and filled with blood. Anne's father was a hemomancer."
[02:16:32][Wilhiem] says: I was sleeping. That shit hurt.
[02:17:13]Aleyna assists him by scratching on her own, much like one would at an itch rather than with any sort of aggression. "Why blood?"
[02:18:22]Wilhiem smiles at this, guiding her hand down to other larger scars. "I stole it from one of the apothecaries that operated on me."
[02:18:58][Wilhiem] says: I like trophies. Had to get back and kill her. Took it. Why blood, I don't know.
[02:19:12]Aleyna scritchscratches as she's moved around, "Before or after the body change?"
[02:20:20]Wilhiem closes his eyes and leans back. There's a rumble at the back of his throat as he resists purring. "After I got the body. I was weak as hell. Adjusting. But she was babbling, had to shut her up."
[02:22:13]Aleyna continues on her own, idly moving across him as she replies, "They're prone to such, I've been told. Manic, and all."
[02:24:18]Wilhiem lets go of her wrist, balancing his weight on his hands, behind him. "Manic, angry, dumb. Whatever. Least I got it before anything bad happened- your nails feel really nice."
[02:26:18]Aleyna gets both hands in, wrapping her arms around his sides as she trails them over the rough terrain. "Lucky you, then."
[02:27:17]Wilhiem smiles, shrugging the leather chestpiece off completely. "Mmmm. I'm lucky about a lot of things- the scars don't bother you?"
[02:27:58][Aleyna] says: I'd be a hypocrite if they did.
[02:28:32][Wilhiem] says: I still have more.
[02:28:56][Aleyna] says: Of course, but still. In a war-torn world, it's a bit difficult to come across those WITHOUT scars.
[02:29:28][Wilhiem] says: I still look like I hug barbed wired fences and wear nail-filled shirts.
[02:29:36][Wilhiem] says: That are also on fire.
[02:29:39][Wilhiem] says: Constantly.
[02:30:00][Aleyna] says: I think you're being dramatic and self-concious.
[02:30:14]Aleyna trails a hand up to trace the edges of the marks she's left.
[02:31:15]Wilhiem shivers a bit. "I have been for the past hour. I was waiting for you to get bored."
[02:32:09][Aleyna] says: Oh, you know me. I like to sit here and grope people and feed off their weaknesses and anxieties. The usual.
[02:32:58]Wilhiem smirks and shifts around uncomfortably. "Of course."
[02:33:20][Wilhiem] says: You'd get lonely otherwise, and stop eating, and start thinking about dead things.
[02:33:39]Aleyna rolls her eyes, "Are we back on the eating subject again?"
[02:35:22]Wilhiem twists about, his eyes glinting and narrowing as he tries to look up. "Sure, why not. Food is a wonderful thing, and you should indulge. I can even help you. I know good tastes."
[02:35:52]Aleyna roughly scrapes her nailes over his hips.
[02:35:58][Aleyna] says: I like food just fine.
[02:37:23]Wilhiem 's lips curl into a sly smirk. "Black cherries soaked in rum and a hint of summerwine, rolled in light Thalassian spices and topped with the faintest trails of honey."
[02:37:37][Wilhiem] says: Or kimchi.
[02:38:00][Wilhiem] says: Though I could make serenades out of food items. You wouldn't dare to resist.
[02:38:27]Aleyna trails over his bellybutton with a sharp quickness, "Pass."
[02:39:13]Wilhiem lofts an eyebrow. "But why, really?"
[02:39:41][Aleyna] says: I'm not hungry.
[02:40:01]Aleyna shrugs. Simple as that.
[02:40:32]Wilhiem shakes his head and places his hands over hers, his own nails pressing in, lightly. "I'm- not going to pry."
[02:41:24]Aleyna smirks and spreads her fingers out against his stomach, "You say that now, but I can tell you want to."
[02:42:15]Wilhiem 's hands follow short. "Of course I do."
[02:43:05]Wilhiem 's voice lowers down to a rumble. "I want to pry and claw out every secret and every thought. I want to watch you, learn you, remember you, I don't want to fix you, because perfection is unattractive."
[02:43:25]Wilhiem 's eyes widen for a moment, then narrow, with content.
[02:45:11]Aleyna shudders against him, the motion ripping up her spin quickly as her eyes close. She enjoys the moment with lightly twitching ears and gripping fingers. "I'm glad you understand."
[02:47:28]Wilhiem tilts his head to the side, his lips drawing back in a snarl. He just watches the flesh on her arm, but his words are hot against it. "...taste and devour and keep the remains, and come back to the memory when there is no one else to fill the same role."
[02:50:37]Aleyna tilts her head against his neck, listening to him speak. She breathes evenly against the skin there before her long tongue moves across it, trailing up the side of his neck for a taste, as if she'll catch the words upon leaving.
[02:52:58]Wilhiem speaks with a smile. His fingers curl around hers and his nails press lightly against the thin webbing of her palms.
[02:54:08][Wilhiem] says: I-it isn't really about understanding, more about living and collecting and remembering. There's life in flesh. Only if flesh is d-driven with thought.
[02:56:10]Aleyna scrapes her teeth across the wet flesh, drawing in the salt of his words and taste of his skin. She hums with contentment. "It's an addiction."
[02:57:42]Wilhiem took a swim in the harbor, he reeks of seaweed, salt, and the bodies that are so often dropped down off the piers - he dives to look at them. "It's a necessity."
[02:58:36]Aleyna mumbles at the base of his ear, "Not for me."
[03:00:16]Wilhiem 's eyes roll back and flash their whites, freckled with burst vessels. "A shame. But you're still here."
[03:01:27]Aleyna replies simply, "By choice." She bites at his lobe, pricking with too sharp teeth and little restraint.
[03:03:02]Wilhiem inhales through his bared teeth, sharply. He chuckles. "Can't I keep you? Even for a little while?" His nails carefully situate themselves against every small vein he can find on her hands.
[03:03:44][Aleyna] says: Depends on your definition.
[03:05:38]Wilhiem turns around - quickly and suddenly, and oddly fluent, like a caged animal. He's sprawled on all fours and practically demands her to look at him. "You know my definition."
[03:07:08]Aleyna smirks crookedly, tilting her head a bit, "You can't absorb me yet, Wilhiem, but you're welcome to bend me in any other way."
[03:08:38]Wilhiem grins and makes a grab for her shoulder, his nails digging in - to hurt. "And just how bendy are you?"
[03:09:31]Aleyna winces slightly, but doesn't seem too bothered by the biting pain. "Pretty damn bendy."
[03:11:03]Wilhiem wrinkles his nose and leans in with a chuckle. "Show me."
[03:12:28]Aleyna snaps her teeth up at him and grins widely, "Why should I?"
[03:13:36]Wilhiem presses a knee against her midsection, with it, slowly, the entirety of his weight. "Sate my curiosity."
[03:13:45][Wilhiem] says: Why shouldn't you?
[03:15:05]Aleyna sucks her stomach in with the press of his knee, making her ribs extremely noticeable in the space between his leg and her bindings. "Maybe I want you to work for it," She grins back up at him.
[03:17:23]Wilhiem lofts an eyebrow - amused - and wraps his leg about her back instead, pressing uncomfortably close. Or comfortably. Go figure. His eyes could be close enough to tickle her eyelids with his eyelashes.
[03:20:34]Aleyna slides down a bit, resting her back against the ashy ground as he sits above her. Her tongue darts out and licks across his lips as her hands press against the ground besides her, pushing her lower body up to fold upwards. One of her ankles hooks under
[03:21:02]Aleyna | his chin in an impressive show of contorting her long, gangly limbs in curious ways.
[03:22:59]Wilhiem presses his lips into a thin line at the lick and puts on a dramatically dissatisfied expression before snapping his teeth at the bothersome tongue. That is, before an ankle makes it to his stubble-covered cheek. He stares at it in surprise.
[03:25:39]Aleyna grins up at him, flushed with the strain of holding her leather-clad ankle against his throat. Her hands fist into the dirt as she presses against his back, molded against him in her difficult position. With a tug of her leg, she pulls him by the neck to
[03:25:42]Aleyna toss him off of her.
[03:27:03]Wilhiem lets out a gasp. He gracefully slams against the scorched piece of wood and lets out a low, frustrated growl as he tries to catch her legs.
[03:28:03]Aleyna is a slippery little bastard and quickly rolls backwards to crouch a bit aways. "It's easier to bend backwards than forwards," She snickers, "But you were in the right position for it."
[03:29:36]Wilhiem crouches as well, and tilts his head to the side. He's watching her as if she was a small, curious animal. He beckons with a long, tapered finger. "Come here."
[03:30:08]Aleyna raises an eyebrow curiously, "Sounds like a trap."
[03:30:42]Wilhiem smiles. His eyes narrow to slits. "Is it?"
[03:30:52][Aleyna] says: Positively.
[03:30:58][Wilhiem] says: You wound me.
[03:31:48]Aleyna approaches him anyway, "Good thing I'm a fuckin' idiot."
[03:33:23]Wilhiem grins, then tries to quickly catch her face in long, sticky fingers and- well. Flick his tongue long and quick enough to lick her eye.
[03:34:25]Aleyna lets this happen, but she squeezes her eyes closed in just the nick of time!
[03:35:36]Wilhiem purses his lips, she isn't playing fair! He bites into her bottom lip. As punishment. Yes.
[03:37:26]Aleyna automatically opens her mouth to dart her tongue across his upper. Their fight bites are starting to become suspiciously like rough kisses. She doesn't open her eyes yet, though. Fuck if he's using her damn move on her.
[03:39:35]Wilhiem 's tongue brushes against hers, briefly, as he catches a curious opportunity. He moves one hand on the back of her neck, and another to cover her eyes completely. His breath leaves warm, watery trails along the side of her jaw and the delicate skin just -
[03:39:49]Wilhiem - underneath her chin, but only his hands touch her.
[03:42:04]Aleyna shudders again, tilting her head towards his breath. One of her hands comes up to claw at the one over her eyes, tugging gently, but without much effort behind it. "Wil..." She mumbles as a verbal filler.
[03:43:30]Wilhiem just presses his hands harder, bent on depriving her of at least a part of her senses. He breathes against her lips. Dips to her collarbone, neck, up again - the breathing is broken with a chuckle.
[03:45:45]Aleyna her breathing picks up slightly, enough to make a difference without being a full out pant. Nails dig into the back of his hand as she holds on to it as a grounding point. Wilhiem is unpredictable and not being able to watch him clearly bothers her.
[03:47:31]Wilhiem snickers, then presses his mouth against her windpipe. His lips draw back slowly, very slowly, making way for his teeth that feel like wet and broken porcelain.
[03:49:11]Aleyna moves to twist her other hand in his hair, knotting around the grey strands as she gets a firm hold on him. Her head tilts back and exposes more of her neck after she gets a point of even ground.
[03:50:48]Wilhiem is still making sure her eyes are closed. His other hand digs into the vertebrate of her back, he tilts his head to the side and traces the rough ridges of her trachea with his tongue. He moves along her neck, nipping and biting at it, but never drawing -
[03:50:50]Wilhiem - blood.
[03:52:07]Aleyna finally chokes out a gasp, shuddering with a sigh. Her hand pulls sharply on his hair, but not enough to actually pull him away.
[03:54:02]Wilhiem actually pulls away! He leans back and chuckles, watching her diaphragm rise and fall. "And here is your trap."
[03:58:26]Aleyna lets out a shuddering sigh and smirks, attempting to regain herself, "Is that it, then?"
[03:59:54]Wilhiem presses a sandpaper-like cheek against hers to speak against her ear. "You cut up my hands. I don't think that would be fair. Or was there something you'd like?"
[04:02:13]Aleyna smirks, "You call that cut up?" She tilts her head against his and comments playfully, "You could at least end it with a kiss." Ley snickers, hissing out the laugh.
[04:04:10]Wilhiem rolls a shoulder. "Exaggerating." He slides his hand away from her eyes and rests it against the ashen ground instead. He leans back to look up to her, to study her features. "Hmn."
[04:05:12]Aleyna opens one of her eyes to peer over at him, the scarred one still resting closed after their little adventure. "You don't have to act like it's such a daunting task," She laughs quietly.
[04:07:18]Wilhiem gives her a questioning look. "I'm not, really. I'm just testing things. It's not like you don't enjoy me." His hand moves to count her vertebrate for some reason. From the top of her neck and to her waist.
[04:09:29]Aleyna blinks both of her eyes at him quickly, a curious tick. She shifts to rest on her rear and stretches her legs out in front of her. One sprawls out to the side and the other moves to drape over his own. She merely just sits and enjoys the touch along her back.
[04:12:19]Wilhiem snickers, and moves his hand back, his lips moving faintly - counting the vertebrate, again. Once he is at the base of her neck, he just leans in and kisses her. A normal people-kiss. What is this.
[04:14:17]Aleyna leans up to meet him half way. It's not entirely unpleasant and she seems to know how to conduct herself in a polite, normal manner as well. She can match him for each move and gently rests one of her hands on his shoulder. What even.
[04:17:16]Wilhiem 's lips are barely even pressing against her jawline and neck. He leaves a kiss after kiss, and stops at her collarbone, turns his head, and presses his ear against the left side of her ribcage.
[04:19:45]Aleyna shivers pleasantly and laughs lightly, "I-I like how this is.. the weirdest thing we've done." Her heart is pounding in her barely hidden ribcage, just short of attempting to claw from between the bars.
[04:22:36]Wilhiem 's fingertips tap out the rhythm of her heartbeat against the ashen ground. "I know. I'm supposed to hate you." He rests his other hand on the soft of her abdomen, then slides it to her hip. "You're insane."
[04:25:34]Aleyna rolls her stomach with his hand subconsciously, lifting her hips with his strangely gentle touch. "I think.. that maybe you're right, and that as an insane person, I should just up and leave," She says, but sounds incredibly unsure and weak in her conviction. She may even be flushing awkwardly.
[04:27:59]Wilhiem pulls back and looks up and over her, his hair a messy gray curtain on either side of his sharp features. "Probably. I mean, only an insane person would enjoy this. Your blush accents your freckles, by the way, they practically glow."
[04:30:13]Aleyna burns a dark pink-red, just slightly off from what could almost be a normal human coloration. She looks to the side, a mess of disheveled hair and displaced clothes. She leans her weight back on her hands, slouching a bit. "Shut up, Wilhiem."
[04:37:12]Wilhiem snickers and leans in to kiss her again, this time pressing against her for a few moments. He almost immediately disentangles. "You seem to like saying my name."
[04:38:51]Aleyna follows him out of the kiss for a bit, but eventually lets him go. She is in no way desperate for attention, nope. She rests back again, the only contact being a lazily draped leg over one of his own. "It's a good name."
[04:40:01]Wilhiem glances down to her leg. He isn't sure how it ended up there and seems lost and confused for a second. "And just about the only good thing about me?"
[04:41:00]Aleyna has a tendency to sprawl in every which direction. "Nah, you're pretty good company too, I suppose."
[04:42:19]Wilhiem smiles warmly, and tries to pry this leg off, for some reason or other, it bothers him. "I don't really get that a lot. But I've been getting a lot better ever since I started licking eyeballs."
[04:42:50]Aleyna shoves him with her foot, "You're a dick. Make up your own moves, man."
[04:43:25]Wilhiem snarls a bit. "People get upset when I tear at their tendons."
[04:44:08][Aleyna] says: Well no shit, Wilhiem.
[04:44:36][Wilhiem] says: Really? I find that a bit childish.
[04:45:03]Wilhiem snaps his teeth at her neck, playfully, without actual contact. "Tendons grow back, right?"
[04:45:22]Aleyna rolls her eyes, going back into banter mode like nothing ever happened. "I'm pretty sure they don't."
[04:47:27]Wilhiem snickers. "How awfully inconvenient." He picks his corset up from- wherever it ended up and curls up on the ground, stuffing it under his head. What a bum.
[04:48:09]Aleyna watches him as he moves around and raises an eyebrow. She prods his head with her foot. "Ey."
[04:48:55]Wilhiem looks up, confused. "...what? I think sleep is a well-deserved currency for entertaining you for half of a night again."
[04:49:46][Aleyna] says: Don't you ever go home?
[04:50:18][Wilhiem] says: ...every now and then. Why is this important to you?
[04:50:28][Aleyna] says: I'm just curious.
[04:50:48][Wilhiem] says: You're a bit persistent to be just curious.
[04:50:53][Wilhiem] says: You're like a leech.
[04:51:06][Aleyna] says: What?
[04:51:07]Aleyna frowns.
[04:52:08]Wilhiem mumbles as he tries to find a sufficient metaphor. "You- depend on life to live and you are squirmy and wiggly and hard to pry off and you have a billion teeth in places most won't even look?"
[04:52:11]Wilhiem fails.
[04:52:15]Wilhiem waits for it.
[04:52:38]Aleyna kicks him in the head again, "Ass."
[04:52:56][Wilhiem] says: We've been over this.
[04:53:15]Aleyna rolls to stand, brushing off her clothing.
[04:53:24]Wilhiem shuffles a bit. For a dirty, beaten man lying on scorched-through ground, he looks pretty damn comfy.
[04:54:03]Aleyna shrugs, "Enjoy your nap, I guess."
[04:54:33]Wilhiem makes a dismissive gesture with his hand. "Yep, love you too."
[04:55:00]Aleyna bristles and frowns. She stalks over to him and gives him a solid kick in the ribs for that one.
[04:55:50]Wilhiem lets out a yelp and a growl. He winces and gets up, shooting out a glare and fixing his corset back over. "I have a /broken/ rib. Fuck."
[04:56:15]Aleyna turns to stalk off.
[04:56:31]Wilhiem sighs. Sits. Like fuck he's sleeping.
[02:12:24][Aleyna] says: You look better than him, all told.
[02:13:33]Wilhiem guides her hand by the wrist and lets her fingertips trace the ugly wad of a burn-scar on the left side of his chest. His heartbeat is oddly even. "...how odd. Mine crawled off under molten copper."
[02:14:56]Aleyna hums contently, "I think a demon clawed his off. Or somethin'. Although, molten copper is a new one."
[02:16:12]Wilhiem makes her nails scrape at his skin. Hey, it's like an inconvenient back-scratcher. "I used to wear an amulet made of copper and filled with blood. Anne's father was a hemomancer."
[02:16:32][Wilhiem] says: I was sleeping. That shit hurt.
[02:17:13]Aleyna assists him by scratching on her own, much like one would at an itch rather than with any sort of aggression. "Why blood?"
[02:18:22]Wilhiem smiles at this, guiding her hand down to other larger scars. "I stole it from one of the apothecaries that operated on me."
[02:18:58][Wilhiem] says: I like trophies. Had to get back and kill her. Took it. Why blood, I don't know.
[02:19:12]Aleyna scritchscratches as she's moved around, "Before or after the body change?"
[02:20:20]Wilhiem closes his eyes and leans back. There's a rumble at the back of his throat as he resists purring. "After I got the body. I was weak as hell. Adjusting. But she was babbling, had to shut her up."
[02:22:13]Aleyna continues on her own, idly moving across him as she replies, "They're prone to such, I've been told. Manic, and all."
[02:24:18]Wilhiem lets go of her wrist, balancing his weight on his hands, behind him. "Manic, angry, dumb. Whatever. Least I got it before anything bad happened- your nails feel really nice."
[02:26:18]Aleyna gets both hands in, wrapping her arms around his sides as she trails them over the rough terrain. "Lucky you, then."
[02:27:17]Wilhiem smiles, shrugging the leather chestpiece off completely. "Mmmm. I'm lucky about a lot of things- the scars don't bother you?"
[02:27:58][Aleyna] says: I'd be a hypocrite if they did.
[02:28:32][Wilhiem] says: I still have more.
[02:28:56][Aleyna] says: Of course, but still. In a war-torn world, it's a bit difficult to come across those WITHOUT scars.
[02:29:28][Wilhiem] says: I still look like I hug barbed wired fences and wear nail-filled shirts.
[02:29:36][Wilhiem] says: That are also on fire.
[02:29:39][Wilhiem] says: Constantly.
[02:30:00][Aleyna] says: I think you're being dramatic and self-concious.
[02:30:14]Aleyna trails a hand up to trace the edges of the marks she's left.
[02:31:15]Wilhiem shivers a bit. "I have been for the past hour. I was waiting for you to get bored."
[02:32:09][Aleyna] says: Oh, you know me. I like to sit here and grope people and feed off their weaknesses and anxieties. The usual.
[02:32:58]Wilhiem smirks and shifts around uncomfortably. "Of course."
[02:33:20][Wilhiem] says: You'd get lonely otherwise, and stop eating, and start thinking about dead things.
[02:33:39]Aleyna rolls her eyes, "Are we back on the eating subject again?"
[02:35:22]Wilhiem twists about, his eyes glinting and narrowing as he tries to look up. "Sure, why not. Food is a wonderful thing, and you should indulge. I can even help you. I know good tastes."
[02:35:52]Aleyna roughly scrapes her nailes over his hips.
[02:35:58][Aleyna] says: I like food just fine.
[02:37:23]Wilhiem 's lips curl into a sly smirk. "Black cherries soaked in rum and a hint of summerwine, rolled in light Thalassian spices and topped with the faintest trails of honey."
[02:37:37][Wilhiem] says: Or kimchi.
[02:38:00][Wilhiem] says: Though I could make serenades out of food items. You wouldn't dare to resist.
[02:38:27]Aleyna trails over his bellybutton with a sharp quickness, "Pass."
[02:39:13]Wilhiem lofts an eyebrow. "But why, really?"
[02:39:41][Aleyna] says: I'm not hungry.
[02:40:01]Aleyna shrugs. Simple as that.
[02:40:32]Wilhiem shakes his head and places his hands over hers, his own nails pressing in, lightly. "I'm- not going to pry."
[02:41:24]Aleyna smirks and spreads her fingers out against his stomach, "You say that now, but I can tell you want to."
[02:42:15]Wilhiem 's hands follow short. "Of course I do."
[02:43:05]Wilhiem 's voice lowers down to a rumble. "I want to pry and claw out every secret and every thought. I want to watch you, learn you, remember you, I don't want to fix you, because perfection is unattractive."
[02:43:25]Wilhiem 's eyes widen for a moment, then narrow, with content.
[02:45:11]Aleyna shudders against him, the motion ripping up her spin quickly as her eyes close. She enjoys the moment with lightly twitching ears and gripping fingers. "I'm glad you understand."
[02:47:28]Wilhiem tilts his head to the side, his lips drawing back in a snarl. He just watches the flesh on her arm, but his words are hot against it. "...taste and devour and keep the remains, and come back to the memory when there is no one else to fill the same role."
[02:50:37]Aleyna tilts her head against his neck, listening to him speak. She breathes evenly against the skin there before her long tongue moves across it, trailing up the side of his neck for a taste, as if she'll catch the words upon leaving.
[02:52:58]Wilhiem speaks with a smile. His fingers curl around hers and his nails press lightly against the thin webbing of her palms.
[02:54:08][Wilhiem] says: I-it isn't really about understanding, more about living and collecting and remembering. There's life in flesh. Only if flesh is d-driven with thought.
[02:56:10]Aleyna scrapes her teeth across the wet flesh, drawing in the salt of his words and taste of his skin. She hums with contentment. "It's an addiction."
[02:57:42]Wilhiem took a swim in the harbor, he reeks of seaweed, salt, and the bodies that are so often dropped down off the piers - he dives to look at them. "It's a necessity."
[02:58:36]Aleyna mumbles at the base of his ear, "Not for me."
[03:00:16]Wilhiem 's eyes roll back and flash their whites, freckled with burst vessels. "A shame. But you're still here."
[03:01:27]Aleyna replies simply, "By choice." She bites at his lobe, pricking with too sharp teeth and little restraint.
[03:03:02]Wilhiem inhales through his bared teeth, sharply. He chuckles. "Can't I keep you? Even for a little while?" His nails carefully situate themselves against every small vein he can find on her hands.
[03:03:44][Aleyna] says: Depends on your definition.
[03:05:38]Wilhiem turns around - quickly and suddenly, and oddly fluent, like a caged animal. He's sprawled on all fours and practically demands her to look at him. "You know my definition."
[03:07:08]Aleyna smirks crookedly, tilting her head a bit, "You can't absorb me yet, Wilhiem, but you're welcome to bend me in any other way."
[03:08:38]Wilhiem grins and makes a grab for her shoulder, his nails digging in - to hurt. "And just how bendy are you?"
[03:09:31]Aleyna winces slightly, but doesn't seem too bothered by the biting pain. "Pretty damn bendy."
[03:11:03]Wilhiem wrinkles his nose and leans in with a chuckle. "Show me."
[03:12:28]Aleyna snaps her teeth up at him and grins widely, "Why should I?"
[03:13:36]Wilhiem presses a knee against her midsection, with it, slowly, the entirety of his weight. "Sate my curiosity."
[03:13:45][Wilhiem] says: Why shouldn't you?
[03:15:05]Aleyna sucks her stomach in with the press of his knee, making her ribs extremely noticeable in the space between his leg and her bindings. "Maybe I want you to work for it," She grins back up at him.
[03:17:23]Wilhiem lofts an eyebrow - amused - and wraps his leg about her back instead, pressing uncomfortably close. Or comfortably. Go figure. His eyes could be close enough to tickle her eyelids with his eyelashes.
[03:20:34]Aleyna slides down a bit, resting her back against the ashy ground as he sits above her. Her tongue darts out and licks across his lips as her hands press against the ground besides her, pushing her lower body up to fold upwards. One of her ankles hooks under
[03:21:02]Aleyna | his chin in an impressive show of contorting her long, gangly limbs in curious ways.
[03:22:59]Wilhiem presses his lips into a thin line at the lick and puts on a dramatically dissatisfied expression before snapping his teeth at the bothersome tongue. That is, before an ankle makes it to his stubble-covered cheek. He stares at it in surprise.
[03:25:39]Aleyna grins up at him, flushed with the strain of holding her leather-clad ankle against his throat. Her hands fist into the dirt as she presses against his back, molded against him in her difficult position. With a tug of her leg, she pulls him by the neck to
[03:25:42]Aleyna toss him off of her.
[03:27:03]Wilhiem lets out a gasp. He gracefully slams against the scorched piece of wood and lets out a low, frustrated growl as he tries to catch her legs.
[03:28:03]Aleyna is a slippery little bastard and quickly rolls backwards to crouch a bit aways. "It's easier to bend backwards than forwards," She snickers, "But you were in the right position for it."
[03:29:36]Wilhiem crouches as well, and tilts his head to the side. He's watching her as if she was a small, curious animal. He beckons with a long, tapered finger. "Come here."
[03:30:08]Aleyna raises an eyebrow curiously, "Sounds like a trap."
[03:30:42]Wilhiem smiles. His eyes narrow to slits. "Is it?"
[03:30:52][Aleyna] says: Positively.
[03:30:58][Wilhiem] says: You wound me.
[03:31:48]Aleyna approaches him anyway, "Good thing I'm a fuckin' idiot."
[03:33:23]Wilhiem grins, then tries to quickly catch her face in long, sticky fingers and- well. Flick his tongue long and quick enough to lick her eye.
[03:34:25]Aleyna lets this happen, but she squeezes her eyes closed in just the nick of time!
[03:35:36]Wilhiem purses his lips, she isn't playing fair! He bites into her bottom lip. As punishment. Yes.
[03:37:26]Aleyna automatically opens her mouth to dart her tongue across his upper. Their fight bites are starting to become suspiciously like rough kisses. She doesn't open her eyes yet, though. Fuck if he's using her damn move on her.
[03:39:35]Wilhiem 's tongue brushes against hers, briefly, as he catches a curious opportunity. He moves one hand on the back of her neck, and another to cover her eyes completely. His breath leaves warm, watery trails along the side of her jaw and the delicate skin just -
[03:39:49]Wilhiem - underneath her chin, but only his hands touch her.
[03:42:04]Aleyna shudders again, tilting her head towards his breath. One of her hands comes up to claw at the one over her eyes, tugging gently, but without much effort behind it. "Wil..." She mumbles as a verbal filler.
[03:43:30]Wilhiem just presses his hands harder, bent on depriving her of at least a part of her senses. He breathes against her lips. Dips to her collarbone, neck, up again - the breathing is broken with a chuckle.
[03:45:45]Aleyna her breathing picks up slightly, enough to make a difference without being a full out pant. Nails dig into the back of his hand as she holds on to it as a grounding point. Wilhiem is unpredictable and not being able to watch him clearly bothers her.
[03:47:31]Wilhiem snickers, then presses his mouth against her windpipe. His lips draw back slowly, very slowly, making way for his teeth that feel like wet and broken porcelain.
[03:49:11]Aleyna moves to twist her other hand in his hair, knotting around the grey strands as she gets a firm hold on him. Her head tilts back and exposes more of her neck after she gets a point of even ground.
[03:50:48]Wilhiem is still making sure her eyes are closed. His other hand digs into the vertebrate of her back, he tilts his head to the side and traces the rough ridges of her trachea with his tongue. He moves along her neck, nipping and biting at it, but never drawing -
[03:50:50]Wilhiem - blood.
[03:52:07]Aleyna finally chokes out a gasp, shuddering with a sigh. Her hand pulls sharply on his hair, but not enough to actually pull him away.
[03:54:02]Wilhiem actually pulls away! He leans back and chuckles, watching her diaphragm rise and fall. "And here is your trap."
[03:58:26]Aleyna lets out a shuddering sigh and smirks, attempting to regain herself, "Is that it, then?"
[03:59:54]Wilhiem presses a sandpaper-like cheek against hers to speak against her ear. "You cut up my hands. I don't think that would be fair. Or was there something you'd like?"
[04:02:13]Aleyna smirks, "You call that cut up?" She tilts her head against his and comments playfully, "You could at least end it with a kiss." Ley snickers, hissing out the laugh.
[04:04:10]Wilhiem rolls a shoulder. "Exaggerating." He slides his hand away from her eyes and rests it against the ashen ground instead. He leans back to look up to her, to study her features. "Hmn."
[04:05:12]Aleyna opens one of her eyes to peer over at him, the scarred one still resting closed after their little adventure. "You don't have to act like it's such a daunting task," She laughs quietly.
[04:07:18]Wilhiem gives her a questioning look. "I'm not, really. I'm just testing things. It's not like you don't enjoy me." His hand moves to count her vertebrate for some reason. From the top of her neck and to her waist.
[04:09:29]Aleyna blinks both of her eyes at him quickly, a curious tick. She shifts to rest on her rear and stretches her legs out in front of her. One sprawls out to the side and the other moves to drape over his own. She merely just sits and enjoys the touch along her back.
[04:12:19]Wilhiem snickers, and moves his hand back, his lips moving faintly - counting the vertebrate, again. Once he is at the base of her neck, he just leans in and kisses her. A normal people-kiss. What is this.
[04:14:17]Aleyna leans up to meet him half way. It's not entirely unpleasant and she seems to know how to conduct herself in a polite, normal manner as well. She can match him for each move and gently rests one of her hands on his shoulder. What even.
[04:17:16]Wilhiem 's lips are barely even pressing against her jawline and neck. He leaves a kiss after kiss, and stops at her collarbone, turns his head, and presses his ear against the left side of her ribcage.
[04:19:45]Aleyna shivers pleasantly and laughs lightly, "I-I like how this is.. the weirdest thing we've done." Her heart is pounding in her barely hidden ribcage, just short of attempting to claw from between the bars.
[04:22:36]Wilhiem 's fingertips tap out the rhythm of her heartbeat against the ashen ground. "I know. I'm supposed to hate you." He rests his other hand on the soft of her abdomen, then slides it to her hip. "You're insane."
[04:25:34]Aleyna rolls her stomach with his hand subconsciously, lifting her hips with his strangely gentle touch. "I think.. that maybe you're right, and that as an insane person, I should just up and leave," She says, but sounds incredibly unsure and weak in her conviction. She may even be flushing awkwardly.
[04:27:59]Wilhiem pulls back and looks up and over her, his hair a messy gray curtain on either side of his sharp features. "Probably. I mean, only an insane person would enjoy this. Your blush accents your freckles, by the way, they practically glow."
[04:30:13]Aleyna burns a dark pink-red, just slightly off from what could almost be a normal human coloration. She looks to the side, a mess of disheveled hair and displaced clothes. She leans her weight back on her hands, slouching a bit. "Shut up, Wilhiem."
[04:37:12]Wilhiem snickers and leans in to kiss her again, this time pressing against her for a few moments. He almost immediately disentangles. "You seem to like saying my name."
[04:38:51]Aleyna follows him out of the kiss for a bit, but eventually lets him go. She is in no way desperate for attention, nope. She rests back again, the only contact being a lazily draped leg over one of his own. "It's a good name."
[04:40:01]Wilhiem glances down to her leg. He isn't sure how it ended up there and seems lost and confused for a second. "And just about the only good thing about me?"
[04:41:00]Aleyna has a tendency to sprawl in every which direction. "Nah, you're pretty good company too, I suppose."
[04:42:19]Wilhiem smiles warmly, and tries to pry this leg off, for some reason or other, it bothers him. "I don't really get that a lot. But I've been getting a lot better ever since I started licking eyeballs."
[04:42:50]Aleyna shoves him with her foot, "You're a dick. Make up your own moves, man."
[04:43:25]Wilhiem snarls a bit. "People get upset when I tear at their tendons."
[04:44:08][Aleyna] says: Well no shit, Wilhiem.
[04:44:36][Wilhiem] says: Really? I find that a bit childish.
[04:45:03]Wilhiem snaps his teeth at her neck, playfully, without actual contact. "Tendons grow back, right?"
[04:45:22]Aleyna rolls her eyes, going back into banter mode like nothing ever happened. "I'm pretty sure they don't."
[04:47:27]Wilhiem snickers. "How awfully inconvenient." He picks his corset up from- wherever it ended up and curls up on the ground, stuffing it under his head. What a bum.
[04:48:09]Aleyna watches him as he moves around and raises an eyebrow. She prods his head with her foot. "Ey."
[04:48:55]Wilhiem looks up, confused. "...what? I think sleep is a well-deserved currency for entertaining you for half of a night again."
[04:49:46][Aleyna] says: Don't you ever go home?
[04:50:18][Wilhiem] says: ...every now and then. Why is this important to you?
[04:50:28][Aleyna] says: I'm just curious.
[04:50:48][Wilhiem] says: You're a bit persistent to be just curious.
[04:50:53][Wilhiem] says: You're like a leech.
[04:51:06][Aleyna] says: What?
[04:51:07]Aleyna frowns.
[04:52:08]Wilhiem mumbles as he tries to find a sufficient metaphor. "You- depend on life to live and you are squirmy and wiggly and hard to pry off and you have a billion teeth in places most won't even look?"
[04:52:11]Wilhiem fails.
[04:52:15]Wilhiem waits for it.
[04:52:38]Aleyna kicks him in the head again, "Ass."
[04:52:56][Wilhiem] says: We've been over this.
[04:53:15]Aleyna rolls to stand, brushing off her clothing.
[04:53:24]Wilhiem shuffles a bit. For a dirty, beaten man lying on scorched-through ground, he looks pretty damn comfy.
[04:54:03]Aleyna shrugs, "Enjoy your nap, I guess."
[04:54:33]Wilhiem makes a dismissive gesture with his hand. "Yep, love you too."
[04:55:00]Aleyna bristles and frowns. She stalks over to him and gives him a solid kick in the ribs for that one.
[04:55:50]Wilhiem lets out a yelp and a growl. He winces and gets up, shooting out a glare and fixing his corset back over. "I have a /broken/ rib. Fuck."
[04:56:15]Aleyna turns to stalk off.
[04:56:31]Wilhiem sighs. Sits. Like fuck he's sleeping.