[ There are thoughts, probably, about Adelinde and her mixed amusement and pride toward Diluc, but they're very quickly chased away by the he meets her eyes with curiosity in his own, a shudder of pleasure dancing down her spine despite her immediate efforts to suppress it. Oh, she knows what she has in mind, and she knows he knows it too, from the way he shifts, not as subtle as he'd like, to make sure he's in easier reachโ
Not subtle, but Eula takes the bait anyway, movement fast enough that she could potentially be mistaken for one chosen by the sharp speediness of Electro, her fingers curling around his tie to take a firm hold and tugging, pulling him forcibly to her and pressing her mouth against his, something hot and wet and demanding with the need she's been feeling these past three weeks.
But even then, it's brief; a stroke of her tongue along his lower lip a few seconds in being the end to it, her breath already short as she pulls back from him.
At the very least, they should finish eating, even if it's torture.
So she peers up at him, eyes dark and lids heavy, fingers uncurling from his tie so she can sit back, breath catching despite how briefly the kiss passed between them. ]
I could tell you, but [ then I wouldn't be able to keep my hands off you, just from thinking about it ] isn't it more interesting to make you wait for an answer?
[ Torture it may be, but that doesn't mean Eula can't have some fun with it. ]
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Not subtle, but Eula takes the bait anyway, movement fast enough that she could potentially be mistaken for one chosen by the sharp speediness of Electro, her fingers curling around his tie to take a firm hold and tugging, pulling him forcibly to her and pressing her mouth against his, something hot and wet and demanding with the need she's been feeling these past three weeks.
But even then, it's brief; a stroke of her tongue along his lower lip a few seconds in being the end to it, her breath already short as she pulls back from him.
At the very least, they should finish eating, even if it's torture.
So she peers up at him, eyes dark and lids heavy, fingers uncurling from his tie so she can sit back, breath catching despite how briefly the kiss passed between them. ]
I could tell you, but [
then I wouldn't be able to keep my hands off you, just from thinking about it] isn't it more interesting to make you wait for an answer?[ Torture it may be, but that doesn't mean Eula can't have some fun with it. ]