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Re: ALTERNATE: Venture
« Reply #45 on: June 19, 2019, 11:24:46 AM »
Patience was a rarity for her but in this case, waiting was part of the game.  With a small smile on her face, she watched him closely as he looked through the collection.  Save the masks at the topmost row, there wasn't a single one she was unwilling to lend out.  She had lent them to others in the past, it was part of the reason why she had a collection in the first place.  That and she enjoyed collecting them. 

There was a bit of nostalgia there.

Sonya turned to look at what he had selected.  "The bull!"  Her voice held a playful tone.  Somehow this choice didn't surprise her.  With a delicate twisting hand motion, the mask drifted from its spot on the wall and gently toward him to take.  She stood and glided over to him.

"Let's see it on you, then."  There was a hungry glint in her eye again. 
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Re: ALTERNATE: Venture
« Reply #46 on: June 19, 2019, 08:11:37 PM »
Kerr did his best to play it cool and act like vampires floated stuff towards him every night but the truth was that they didn't and he was internally freaking out as a mask drifted at him from on the wall!! He swallowed trepidatiously as he reached out to catch it, plucking it away from the air as if it were a bomb about to explode in his hands.

When Sonya arrived at his side, it was yet another moment of disconcertion and he blinked at her in shock, taking far too long to react to her instruction to put the mask on. He stared at it in his hands, hefting it like he was imagining the weight of wearing it (when, really, he was just trying to be sure that there were no air strings or her control attached to it somehow, and that he had full control of the thing). It was, incidentally, much heavier than he'd expected, because the horns weren't made from plastic. They felt genuine.

He turned it over and loosened the ribbons knotted into a bow at its back, lifting it onto his face with a supporting hand either side. He struggled to hold it in place and tie the ribbons, embarrassed to appear inept in front of Sonya. Best to admit defeat and ask for help, he decided swiftly. "Would you mind?" he enquired, carefully holding the mask in place while presenting her with his back, the ribbons dangling. He arched backwards in an unnecessary effort to assist her reaching his head. He wasn't that much taller than her but he was being polite.

And rather stupid. He'd leant into her personal space, his head close to her shoulder and his throat nearby, at eye level, vulnerable in his awkward pose.

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Re: ALTERNATE: Venture
« Reply #47 on: June 21, 2019, 07:53:30 AM »
Sonya blinked in surprise, watching as he brought his throat closer to her and thinking that the position was rather awkward.  She was caught in hesitation, distracted by the presentation of skin tantalizingly close to her mouth.  A single hand went to the ribbon, but she leaned toward him and inhaled quietly.

Yes, more delectable up close.

How she ached to rip into the thin skin of his throat in her teeth without caring about being nice.  Yet she did not want to spoil anything before the party.  And besides, he was a Sacrament human, at least by nature of working at Venture.  Would they miss a little bartender?

"You are making this difficult for me,"  She murmured, lips close to his skin as if forgetting proper decorum.  As far as what was being made difficult was left up to interpretation.  Deft fingers worked the ribbon until it was tied and her arms fell to her sides.  Hunger crept into her jaw, causing the slightest of tremors, and she ran her tongue across the backs of her teeth.  She stepped away so that she did not block the mirror from his view, assuming he would want to take a look. 
Astrid || Chtahzus'aak/Zeus || Extasis || Fler || Jeremiah || Laurent/Va'tamal || Malakai || Rachel || Sonya/Anna/Odessa || Vai
Old things have strange hungers. - Catherynne M. Valente