[ The sight of his interest as he watches her fangs gets her eyes softly glowing again, a vibrant red accented with swirling golden. Nothing activates her like someone who not only accepts what she is, but enjoys it. (Potentially.) She can also hear heartbeats, and anytime his quickens her lips turn up a fraction more. ]
Nearly anything, you say. [ She shifts closer, in such a way that it seems part of the dance, slowly encroaching on him and narrowing the shape of the space between them. ]
My, you are a pleasant distraction. I do like the adventurous ones. [ Her voice is low and husky, all breath. ]
[ At last she's close enough for her body to brush against his in a clear tease. The hand that isn't busy on the back of his neck strokes down the line of his jaw, gently but deliberately urging him to stoop down toward her upturned face. ]
[ Just as it seems she's about to guide him to kiss her flower petal mouth, she pauses. ]
I think we should find some privacy. This way. [ Saya smoothly slides away from him to take his hand and guide him through the mob of dancing couples toward the area behind the bar. She approaches one of the large bouncers that's guarding a hallway. ]
Hi, Jasper. [ She crooks a finger at the bouncer and he leans down so she can whisper to him, he nods a few times, then he stands, hands her a key, and waves them through. Saya tugs Sylvain's hand so he'll follow along. ]
These are the VIP rooms, there's a private one at the end that's rarely used since it costs a fortune. Unless you know the owners, that is. Quite comfortable. We can get to know each other a little better.
[ Saya leads him to the end of the hall and uses the key to open the last door, which opens to a lovely candlelit room with lush furniture and a full wet bar setup in one corner. It looks more like a fancy hotel suite than a back room at a club. She closes the door behind them and places the key on a side table and turns to Sylvain with a sweet-sultry smile. ]
Now, then. Would you like a drink before I make your mouth incredibly busy?
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Nearly anything, you say. [ She shifts closer, in such a way that it seems part of the dance, slowly encroaching on him and narrowing the shape of the space between them. ]
My, you are a pleasant distraction. I do like the adventurous ones. [ Her voice is low and husky, all breath. ]
[ At last she's close enough for her body to brush against his in a clear tease. The hand that isn't busy on the back of his neck strokes down the line of his jaw, gently but deliberately urging him to stoop down toward her upturned face. ]
[ Just as it seems she's about to guide him to kiss her flower petal mouth, she pauses. ]
I think we should find some privacy. This way. [ Saya smoothly slides away from him to take his hand and guide him through the mob of dancing couples toward the area behind the bar. She approaches one of the large bouncers that's guarding a hallway. ]
Hi, Jasper. [ She crooks a finger at the bouncer and he leans down so she can whisper to him, he nods a few times, then he stands, hands her a key, and waves them through. Saya tugs Sylvain's hand so he'll follow along. ]
These are the VIP rooms, there's a private one at the end that's rarely used since it costs a fortune. Unless you know the owners, that is. Quite comfortable. We can get to know each other a little better.
[ Saya leads him to the end of the hall and uses the key to open the last door, which opens to a lovely candlelit room with lush furniture and a full wet bar setup in one corner. It looks more like a fancy hotel suite than a back room at a club. She closes the door behind them and places the key on a side table and turns to Sylvain with a sweet-sultry smile. ]
Now, then. Would you like a drink before I make your mouth incredibly busy?