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Why?

...I don't... usually get called that.

I find that hard to believe! Maybe they just think it.

I really don't think so.

[ leans in and kisses the corner of her lips ]

Confidence!

[her lips twitch slightly]

...I have plenty of confidence. I'm confident that most people tend to think I'm cold and blunt and selfish, because that's what many people have told me. It doesn't really matter as long as the people I care about think differently, but you—I don't know why you think that.

Isn't it kinda obvious?

[ he shrugs!! ]

You're not afraid of what you want, but you're also considerate and gentle. You want people to think the best of you, but because you're also unsure of how to express that, it makes you act more, uh, yeah, bluntly? But like, that's not a bad thing, y'know?

...You...

[she trails off, and deflates a little]

...Some people think that's a bad thing.

[it's not an argument anymore, though, just a statement]

Then they're wrong and you shouldn't listen to them.

I don't.

A lot of people would also be very surprised to hear me described as considerate and gentle, but that one is... more of a matter of perspective.

Lucky me, then!

Yeah. You're getting my good side.

[ pokes her cheek, LIGHTLY and CAREFULLY ]

[meets his gaze, and, deadpan:]

There could be a lot more torture and murder involved.

[ snorts ]

Appreciate the restraint.

And here I have you completely at my mercy...

[ pleased ]

Oh no. So helpless. Help, help.

Hm.

[stands up a little more, so she can loom above him]

If you keep up like that you're going to make me think I should be being less nice.

[ leans back, propping himself on his arm to look up at her ]

There's a time and a place for being nice... And a time and place for being less nice.

[She settles her hands on his shoulders and pushes them down with a significant amount of force, so he's not propped up anymore, and leans in close.]

Well, that biting square was pretty aggressively worded. Maybe I should get in some more to make sure it counts.

[ falls backwards onto his elbows, letting his head tip back as he laughs ]

[She leans in to bite right at the bend of his shoulder, mouth open wide so she gets the muscle in between her teeth. It's more of a chomp than even an aggressive love bite, starting to break the skin in places even with her teeth being blunt, and certainly it's enough to bruise.

Then she closes her lips over her teeth and seals her mouth on a smaller area inside the ring of teeth marks, sucking that smaller patch of skin hard.]

[ the sound he makes is something between a whine and a moan, his claws digging into the soft dirt under him as he arches up into that ]

That's a pretty good noise.

[She settles down more on top of him, feathers of her thighs brushing against his scales. And she slides her mouth further down to try the same steps in reverse: sucking his skin between her teeth until blood rises to the surface, and then biting down on the rising bruise, her teeth leaving even darker imprints.]

Ffffffuck...

[ he laughs quietly, breathlessly, his eyes falling mostly shut--but if she looks, they're all pupil anyway. the thick muscles of his tail tense and relax beneath her; if she wants to just sit on him, he's probably not even really going to notice ]

[She does just sit down on him, tail firmly between her legs, humming against his skin.]

A little bit of a masochist, huh...?

[Biting his collarbone is a different sensation, with the bone so close to the skin, and she gives a line of small, sharp nips, a long swipe of her tongue, and then works on sucking another hickey in place on the softer skin just above it.]

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