69; Acclimate

[thunderwitch]

Alright. This is practically the only human food worth eating. (Well, these and these are fine, too.) It's terribly tragic, and I think you mortal types need to make more things with those. Post haste. Cirucci's at a total loss of what to eat. You, little... embarassed human thing... do you know?

Cirucci is also bored. Where to go for a

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[garrisoned]

Doing something other than complaining of boredom might serve to rectify the problem.

Be interesting, would you?

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[thunderwitch]

... You know I can't feel it. You can't feel it. It's lust, not love.

{ooc: averts gaze here, D: This mindfuck trips her out like woah}

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[garrisoned]

[ooc; pulls her down to him. gently, even, and places her hand over his Hollow hole. cue Look of Sincerity.]

It was felt once, wasn't it?

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[thunderwitch]

... Once... yes, probably... once...

{ooc: You're going to make her cry one of these days, I swear. Naw, not really. Cue wibble soft look, confusion, and... nervous, perhaps?~ MINDFUCK.}

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[garrisoned]

Then...?

[ooc; kisses her fingertips, still gaaaazing into her eyes with the Look of Sincerity. And, he says yes, cry. Please.]

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[thunderwitch]

That was... once. A dream, we don't... remember... loving...

{ooc: cue obvious inner flashbacks... and srs, he keeps this up and he'll wear her down to where she'll beg him to stop, or... not stop, who knows. Can we get a patent on Look of Sincerity?}

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[garrisoned]

Your expression says differently.

[ooc; a kiss on the lips, a hand through her hair, and no intention of letting up anytime soon ♥. Patented.]

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[thunderwitch]

... I may have enjoyed that one day. A little. Only a little. Just for the sex.

{ooc: needs a lil TM, srs~ Sitting on couch and shifting all restless like}

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[garrisoned]

Is that all?

[ooc; slips his fingers between hers and holds her hannnd~ I'm surprised he hasn't gagged yet.]

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[thunderwitch]

... Of course, Il Forte. ... There wouldn't be anything else.

{ooc: she may look a tag intimidated~ squeezing a little too tightly, perhaps, laying her head on his shoulder.}

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[garrisoned]

.. Then it's... only me?

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[thunderwitch]

... It's...

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[thunderwitch]

I don't like this game you're playing! I know you're playing!

{ooc: except, she's... kissing him in between words, so... I don't get her, officially.}

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[garrisoned]

Playing.. It's just tiresome, like this place.

[ooc; very much returning the kisses. Hooray for progress..? e.e;]

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[thunderwitch]

... This place is tiring. And not being able to kill shinigami is tiring, and... it's... tiring when you keep saying love.

{ooc: murmuring in between kissing, becuse, yes, progress-ish.}

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[garrisoned]

It wouldn't be as tiring if you would--

[ooc; long, sloow kiss~ annd Look of Sincerity strikes again.]

Cirucci...