Event/Mild Aphro

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Vincent Valentine is standing somewhere in a hallway, one of the many the Hotel has. He isn't entirely sure how he got there, nor does he truly care to know. All he knows, is he needs to make his way back, but he can't. It's almost as though he needs to be told to go back, or do something

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[temporaltossed]

Rachel just stands and... stares. Outside of one of the hotel's rooms, she's never seen Vincent so... exposed and-

"Vincent, what did you just say?"

Because if he's caught up in this... whatever it was that the hotel kept doing to people, she wants to get him somewhere safe, where someone, well, evil couldn't find him. And this hallway isn't it.

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"Tell me what it is you wish me to do." He was only doing as he was asked, after all. Of course he recognized who it was, but he still couldn't help obey, the Hotel seemingly taking that as an order, of sorts.

Stupid loopholes.

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Oh, boy that... yeah. Rachel rubs her eyes a few times before walking up to him and taking his hand and speaking evenly. "Come with me to my room."

She was glad it was relatively close by.

"And speak freely if you wish."

She wasn't sure if that would work.

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Vincent nods and stands, doing his best to stand. Though, he can't handle their contact and soon removes his hand from hers. His breath is very heavy, and his cheeks are quite red.

Hopefully she would see how close he was to being completely gone, for the moment. Obeying Rachel's command to speak freely, he does so to assure her of what he did and why.

"Even that...felt too good." He explains, his eyes briefly apologetic before he looks down.

'I....hope it is not out of place to admit that it is good to see you, despite.......this.' He of course meant the way he was dressed, and how full of aphrodisiacs he was.

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"Wow, you're really far gone, aren't you?" Rachel almost reaches out to comfort him, but realizes that any sort of contact should probably happen behind closed doors.

'It's not out of place, really it isn't. And when we get back to my room... I'll take care of you, okay?'

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He nods, to all of it. As they make their way down the hall, Vincent makes sure to still keep close to Rachel, his appreciation quietly showing through. After a moment or so, he slips his good hand in her own anyway, groaning with want as he does so.

'I...missed you enough......and care..to...ahn..deal with the con....ungh....tact.'

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The power of his want flows through his mind to hers and Rachel nearly staggers from it, her own body reacting as she picks up the pace, lightly tugging him along. She was worried about him, she'd never seen him this taken with the drugs.

'Almost there, lover, then I'll make it all better. I promise.'

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He believed her, oh how he believed her. If Rachel was feeling his want so strongly, it was likely no accident that he ends up tugging her back briefly so that her ass ends up planting firmly against his crotch.

As he shifts and grinds it against her, so many strong thoughts of her bent over, screaming out with pleasure or under him, clinging hard to him like her life depended on it show themselves.

Letting go of her hand, he cups one of her breasts there in the hallway, his lips planting firmly onto her neck.

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She gives a needy groan of her own when that hardness rubs against her and the images flood her mind. It carries her for a moment and she's lost as his hand touches her and those warm lips...

"Vincent, stop." She pushes away, breathing hard and slamming a wall in-between his mind and hers. She wanted him, but not like this.

"Not here, in the hallway, follow me to my room." She turned and started walking, the room being just before the next juncture.

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Rats, she was resilient. Vincent frowns but does as she says, stopping and then following her to her room.

"If that is what you want." He said softly, sounding a bit...sad at the rejection. Normally he would understand, but he was just too gone at the moment.

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She shoves away the slight pang of guilt at the sound of disappointment his voice, telling herself that it's just the drugs, she just needs to get him in the room.

Rachel opens the door and motions him inside before closing it and locking it - she does NOT want to risk anyone else wandering in. She leans her forehead on the door and slowly drops the wall she made, not quite ready to look at him yet.

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The moment her wall goes down, shes hit with countless images, all much stronger than the earlier ones had been. Images of him down on her, taking her, ravaging her against the door...so many, so strong.

"Are you...ashamed of me?" He asks softly, looking down as his thoughts assault her own, his lust for her strong.

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"No." The answer is definitive and instant, and she turns slowly to lean against the door, breathing heavier as the images come faster.

"Vincent look at me." Her heart is pounding, as she waits for him to look at her, kicking off her shoes and starting to undo the buttons on her shirt.

'I'm not ashamed, just... a little overwhelmed.' She offers him a slight smirk as she drops the shirt on the ground, her nipples already hard under her lacy bra. 'You're giving me far too many ideas.'

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He does as she says, looking at Rachel just in time to see her undoing her shirt. A nod is given in response, his eyes looking her up and down before settling on her chest, seeing the way those perky nipples of hers are showing through.

Vincent always did like the way her chest moved and felt against his lips, his hands. New images showed clear now, of him sucking on them, slipping his hard, thick cock in between them...

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Rachel licks her lips softly, her eyes fluttering closed for a moment as she moans softly, her hand coming up to gently rub her breast. She reopens them and walks over to Vincent, standing close to him and leaning up, letting her lips hover near his, not quite touching.

"Kiss me, Vincent, take me and ease your pain," she whispers, barely audible over her own breathing.

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He does as he's told, glad he has been given proper permission to have her. The kiss he lays on her is firm, deep, and very much hungry. A throaty moan sounds and makes itself heard as he guides them to a nearby table. Clearing it off, he rolls while holding onto Rachel, getting them both on top of the sturdy bit of furniture.

Sounds of glass shattering is like music to his ears as he settles above her, tugging off the rest of anything on her that's cloth, leaving her exposed to him. Breaking the kiss and letting out a soft breath, he immediately moves down, placing his head in between her legs.

He wastes no time in giving strong, sharp flicks of his tongue to her clit, another low moan coming from him.

'So...good.'