[ One could say everything about Yumeko is thinly concealed danger, if only because she herself seeks it out actively. She's not like - ugh - Ikishima, although some comparisons could be made. But, still, she seeks it out, to the point that the risk has soaked into her entire person. Even those that she calls her friends can find themselves being dragged into the undertow with her as she walks willingly into it. Docile as she may often be, there's still teeth there.
Teeth she sinks in, now, albeit gently. She catches Mary's lower lip in the kiss, experimental with it. The same way the tug on her hair is, and -
Oh.
There's a curious noise in response to Mary's own, and she secures her fingers a little more to give a better pull. Just to see if that was the cause, and if another will get it again. A process of curious elimination, and pressing every button within her reach just to see what they all do. ]
[ uh oh. that little curious noise? mary doesn't trust it, not one bit, and she rightfully shouldn't. yumeko ends up securing her fingers in her hair, and she's expecting it when she tugs, but that doesn't stop the jolt of warmth and heat that shoots right down her spine when she pulls.
mary makes another noise, aborted but definitely there. her hands curl uselessly at the the air, as there's nothing to really grab onto, before she drops one onto her shoulder, briefly considering something more than that but--definitely chickening out. instead, her nails leave a little, tiny crescent in her skin, and mary exhales, pulling away a little bit from the kiss to give yumeko a look.
is is going to do anything? no. is she going to do it anyway? yep. ]
[ Truthfully, Mary's got the right idea. Yumeko perks when she gets that second, shorter noise, and the bite of nails in her skin. It sends a thrill from her gut to her groin, and she shifts where she's seated, like going to the very edge of the bed will give her the purchase she needs for more. ]
Was that the right thing, Mary-san? [ She asks it with the tone of someone that knows very well that they did the right thing, and her expression backs it up easily, honed in on her like the very predator she is. Her eyes are the strange mix of dark and bright that they can often get, pupils dilating but full of a spark.
Her hands don't leave her hair, and instead she uses her grip to tilt her head back, leaning forward to kiss under her chin. ]
Bi-- [ "bite me", she starts, but mary wisely reconsiders that one, mostly because it gives her a mental image of yumeko's teeth sinking right into her neck. not that that would be bad thing, but rather because it might be too good.
besides, the pull on her hair steals her breath. mary inhales, a bit surprised at the total turn on the gesture is--her eyes shut and she makes a little noise, half of a whine when her head is forcibly tilted up like that by the hair.
she can very quickly see herself losing control of this situation. she exhales, a quick breath to try and center herself again, and her hips roll down against hers, this time on purpose. ] Don't look so cocky.
[ It is a wise decision, in the long run - Yumeko would take it as a demand, instantly, as much as she would take it as a challenge. Not that it'll keep Mary safe forever from the image coming true, but, regardless, she's safe now as she watches everything play across Mary's face from the position she's in.
The second that she rolls her hips down, though, it's Yumeko's turn to react. Her eyes flutter again, and she bites her lower lip, fingers flexing where they're curled snug and firm but so very gentle regardless, because that... it feels so good, even if she's certain it's not quite enough.
She figures they'll fix that soon enough, and giggles breathlessly at both Mary's face and her words. ] I promise I'm not. I just want Mary-san to feel good, too.
[ jesus. it's just like yumeko to be utterly cool and collected in this situation--though, mary's seen her lose it over something a lot less sexual than this, so maybe not. her little giggle's actually kind of cute, not that mary would tell her that, and she cracks open an eye to look down at her, trying to mold her face into "unimpressed ojou" instead of "useless lesbian".
it at least kind of works. ] ...right.
[ and normally, she'd be pushing yumeko away at this close of a distance, but for once in her life, mary's just fine with having her here. in fact, she could stand to have her closer, and she tilts her head up to the ceiling to stare at it, trying to will the flush on her face to go down at least a little. ]
[ It sort of works, but Yumeko has always had the ability to quickly duck through Mary's defenses. Whether she does it intentionally or not always depends on the situation, though, and right now... right now it's intentional. She just looks at her from where they're seated, fingers still curled tightly in her pretty blonde hair, assessing, predatory and hungry while she... watches.
And then she decides.
Opening her mouth, she gives a little tease of her tongue against the pulse in Mary's throat, almost like she's taking a taste of it there. Just enough to feel the thrum of her heartbeat, before she chases it with a press of an open-mouthed kiss. It's followed by another tease of teeth, just barely, to see what kind of reaction she'll get from that, too. ]
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a beautiful princess
Teeth she sinks in, now, albeit gently. She catches Mary's lower lip in the kiss, experimental with it. The same way the tug on her hair is, and -
Oh.
There's a curious noise in response to Mary's own, and she secures her fingers a little more to give a better pull. Just to see if that was the cause, and if another will get it again. A process of curious elimination, and pressing every button within her reach just to see what they all do. ]
uvu*
mary makes another noise, aborted but definitely there. her hands curl uselessly at the the air, as there's nothing to really grab onto, before she drops one onto her shoulder, briefly considering something more than that but--definitely chickening out. instead, her nails leave a little, tiny crescent in her skin, and mary exhales, pulling away a little bit from the kiss to give yumeko a look.
is is going to do anything? no. is she going to do it anyway? yep. ]
love that useless lesbian
Was that the right thing, Mary-san? [ She asks it with the tone of someone that knows very well that they did the right thing, and her expression backs it up easily, honed in on her like the very predator she is. Her eyes are the strange mix of dark and bright that they can often get, pupils dilating but full of a spark.
Her hands don't leave her hair, and instead she uses her grip to tilt her head back, leaning forward to kiss under her chin. ]
smh
besides, the pull on her hair steals her breath. mary inhales, a bit surprised at the total turn on the gesture is--her eyes shut and she makes a little noise, half of a whine when her head is forcibly tilted up like that by the hair.
she can very quickly see herself losing control of this situation. she exhales, a quick breath to try and center herself again, and her hips roll down against hers, this time on purpose. ] Don't look so cocky.
[ ...[baka]. ]
little sparkle
The second that she rolls her hips down, though, it's Yumeko's turn to react. Her eyes flutter again, and she bites her lower lip, fingers flexing where they're curled snug and firm but so very gentle regardless, because that... it feels so good, even if she's certain it's not quite enough.
She figures they'll fix that soon enough, and giggles breathlessly at both Mary's face and her words. ] I promise I'm not. I just want Mary-san to feel good, too.
;3; <3
it at least kind of works. ] ...right.
[ and normally, she'd be pushing yumeko away at this close of a distance, but for once in her life, mary's just fine with having her here. in fact, she could stand to have her closer, and she tilts her head up to the ceiling to stare at it, trying to will the flush on her face to go down at least a little. ]
♥ BIGGER SPARKLE
And then she decides.
Opening her mouth, she gives a little tease of her tongue against the pulse in Mary's throat, almost like she's taking a taste of it there. Just enough to feel the thrum of her heartbeat, before she chases it with a press of an open-mouthed kiss. It's followed by another tease of teeth, just barely, to see what kind of reaction she'll get from that, too. ]