oh. for some reason this makes her want to cry and/or hyperventilate? she leans in enough that she kind of lightly bonks moonjelly with her forehead and startles a little. ]
to her credit she just stays there. still petting corretto. nuzzles foreheads, a tiny bit. ]
I'm not...going to live with you again, when this trip ends. But I wouldn't hate it if we spent time together until then. It's...better than everyone else. And better than...
somehow she forgot what corretto just said, so she's taken a little bit by surprise by that. once she catches up though, she's kissing back eagerly just the way she used to - with a bit of teeth and clingy desperation. ]
one could probably intuit that she's been kind of touch-starved because before she even registers she's doing it she's got her arms looped around moonjelly's shoulders, pulling her in closer. ]
[ as she's pulled in, she puts a hand on corretto's hip and starts to wheel the both of them around so she can push the other woman flush against the wall of the hallway, breaking the kiss to murmur, in a dazed sort of voice: ]
[ and she doesn't say anything further - instead she uses her free hand to tilt corretto's head upward, before lunging in to bite, firmly and deeply. ]
[ she gasps, eyes fluttering closed; her knees go a little weak and she steadies herself with her hands on the other woman's shoulders, nails digging into her neck. ]
Aahโthat'sโ
[ she doesn't quite finish a sentence, just tapers off into a needy kind of whine. ]
[ she gives corretto a quick kiss on the lips and hikes her shirt up, then starts trailing gentle (for moonjelly, anyway, which is still enough to bruise) bites down her neck until reaching her shoulder, where she bites down hard enough to draw blood. ]
[ she makes a kind of stuttery pained noise but also she leans into the touch and hooks a leg around moonjelly's calf so probably it's not a bad noise. ]
Th, thank youโ
[ she's probably going to look back later and think about how it was a really weird thing for her to say "thank you" but also that's a later problem.
also she crams her face against the curve of moonjelly's neck, breathing heavily against her skin, because it would be really awkward if someone came out here because she sounded like she was being murdered. ]
[ she thinks for awhile, idly cupping a breast with her hand while trailing a finger along the wound on corretto's shoulder, smearing the blood across her skin. ]
I really really missed you, too. ...Tell me what you want me to do to you.
[ the "that's why I want to hear it" is left unspoken, but clear to anyone who speaks moonjelly well enough. she's also patient, while corretto tries to put the words together - she just goes back to idly smearing blood about, sets about unhooking corretto's bra, and then when she speaks - ]
Mine. My what?
[ this time she doesn't really wait for a response, though - she immediately dips her head down to flick her tongue against a nipple before just biting, solidly, the flesh above it - at the same time kneading the other breast. ]
Sorry, it's weird, right? I don'tโreally know, justโ
[ she breaks off, gasping, and curls a hand tightly into moonjelly's hair. ]
It's just. Nice when you say my name and when you look at me like I'm the only thing in the world even if I hate eye contact and also when you mark me up but that part I don't have to ask for.
[ her voice is flowing when she says the name, softly and floatily. it's the voice she uses when she's singing, the one that compels and captivates those who listen to her. the one that conveys the emotions she isn't actually speaking - here, a longing.
she thumbs a nipple, moving to bite again - leaving another mark just a few inches from the first. ]
My prey, then. Were you jealous? When I brought up Coquette? Did you want to be the only one I hunt?
[ oh no she needs to jump out a window and never be seen again, but also the way moonjelly says her name really is captivating, and also her brain keeps short-circuiting with every touch. ]
It's very uncool of me and I, ahโnnnn... it's not like I even have the right, and I'm. Trying really hard not to make it weird, and. And. I know it'sโstupid.
It's fine. I like it. It makes me feel like I belong somewhere other than the sea.
[ another bite - this time just to the side of the same nipple she's tweaking. her other hand slips down into corretto's bottoms, rubbing her through her underwear. ]
[ she tilts her head back and cuts off as she clamps her mouth shut on what would have otherwise been a full-throated moan; she grinds against moonjelly's hand reflexively. ]
It's just really hard to, to... y. you know. Everything.
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oh. for some reason this makes her want to cry and/or hyperventilate? she leans in enough that she kind of lightly bonks moonjelly with her forehead and startles a little. ]
Moonjelly, I...
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to her credit she just stays there. still petting corretto. nuzzles foreheads, a tiny bit. ]
I'm not...going to live with you again, when this trip ends. But I wouldn't hate it if we spent time together until then. It's...better than everyone else. And better than...
[ deep breath. ]
...being lonely.
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...yeah.
[ she does do a little self-conscious glance over her shoulder though before leaning in to try and kiss her. ]
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somehow she forgot what corretto just said, so she's taken a little bit by surprise by that. once she catches up though, she's kissing back eagerly just the way she used to - with a bit of teeth and clingy desperation. ]
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one could probably intuit that she's been kind of touch-starved because before she even registers she's doing it she's got her arms looped around moonjelly's shoulders, pulling her in closer. ]
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You...smell really good.
I'm hungry.
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That makes it sound like you're going to devour me.
[ although she says it in a way that's likeโwell, are you? ]
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[ and she doesn't say anything further - instead she uses her free hand to tilt corretto's head upward, before lunging in to bite, firmly and deeply. ]
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Aahโthat'sโ
[ she doesn't quite finish a sentence, just tapers off into a needy kind of whine. ]
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Tastes as good as always...
[ and then a moment where she sniffs a little - it's not clear if she's like. sniffling or just smelling corretto, though. ]
How long has it been for you?
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It's, umโa.
A while.
Embarrassingly long, honestly.
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[ the hand on corretto's hip slips under her shirt, fingers ghosting along her skin as they trail upward. ]
We'll make up for lost time. Sorry if I leave too many marks.
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[ she cups moonjelly's face in her hands, tracing a thumb along her jaw. breathe in, breathe out. ]
โyou don't need to apologize. At all. It's, um.
It's nice?
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Everyone'll see. They'll know.
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My relationship with being perceived in general is ambivalent, butโ
[ she swallows. ]
It feels less lonely. When there's something to see. You know?
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[ she gives corretto a quick kiss on the lips and hikes her shirt up, then starts trailing gentle (for moonjelly, anyway, which is still enough to bruise) bites down her neck until reaching her shoulder, where she bites down hard enough to draw blood. ]
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Th, thank youโ
[ she's probably going to look back later and think about how it was a really weird thing for her to say "thank you" but also that's a later problem.
also she crams her face against the curve of moonjelly's neck, breathing heavily against her skin, because it would be really awkward if someone came out here because she sounded like she was being murdered. ]
I really, really missed you.
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[ she thinks for awhile, idly cupping a breast with her hand while trailing a finger along the wound on corretto's shoulder, smearing the blood across her skin. ]
I really really missed you, too. ...Tell me what you want me to do to you.
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Oh. Oh, um... you know this is hard for me... A lot of things we probably shouldn't do in the hallway, but...
[ she's silent for a while. it's probably about when most people would give up on her saying anything that she actually puts words together. ]
For now, keep touching me, and... I just... want. You to, uh.
Make me feel like I'm yours. Just for a little bit. If that's okay?
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[ the "that's why I want to hear it" is left unspoken, but clear to anyone who speaks moonjelly well enough. she's also patient, while corretto tries to put the words together - she just goes back to idly smearing blood about, sets about unhooking corretto's bra, and then when she speaks - ]
Mine. My what?
[ this time she doesn't really wait for a response, though - she immediately dips her head down to flick her tongue against a nipple before just biting, solidly, the flesh above it - at the same time kneading the other breast. ]
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Sorry, it's weird, right? I don'tโreally know, justโ
[ she breaks off, gasping, and curls a hand tightly into moonjelly's hair. ]
It's just. Nice when you say my name and when you look at me like I'm the only thing in the world even if I hate eye contact and also when you mark me up but that part I don't have to ask for.
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[ her voice is flowing when she says the name, softly and floatily. it's the voice she uses when she's singing, the one that compels and captivates those who listen to her. the one that conveys the emotions she isn't actually speaking - here, a longing.
she thumbs a nipple, moving to bite again - leaving another mark just a few inches from the first. ]
My prey, then. Were you jealous? When I brought up Coquette? Did you want to be the only one I hunt?
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[ oh no she needs to jump out a window and never be seen again, but also the way moonjelly says her name really is captivating, and also her brain keeps short-circuiting with every touch. ]
It's very uncool of me and I, ahโnnnn... it's not like I even have the right, and I'm. Trying really hard not to make it weird, and. And. I know it'sโstupid.
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[ another bite - this time just to the side of the same nipple she's tweaking. her other hand slips down into corretto's bottoms, rubbing her through her underwear. ]
It wasn't your fault I left, you know.
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[ she tilts her head back and cuts off as she clamps her mouth shut on what would have otherwise been a full-throated moan; she grinds against moonjelly's hand reflexively. ]
It's just really hard to, to... y. you know. Everything.
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