[ One day Daniel won't immediately throw himself into the stupidest idea — didn't happen by seventy, but maybe seven hundred? His chin tips up, defiant, mouth a little crooked and unapologetic. He presses his claws in hard again, trying to draw a little pink to that golden-pale marble. Whether he gets pinned or punished or manages to draw blood, it's win:win:win. ]
[ one thing that lestat has quickly learnt about daniel molloy: he loves to push buttons. sadly lestat has never been able to mask his own reactions, less so currently. an absolutely hopeless case.
the second clawing attempt immediately earns a scowl and a snatched wrist held in a tight grip.]
Why would you try again, enfoiré? T’es chiant, toi! If it is just pain, then there is little fun.
[ he'll tug daniel towards him with the captured wrist, aiming to pull their bodies together messily.]
[ Daniel snickers to himself at being chastised. ]
You want me to treat you like you're fragile, Lestat?
[ He makes the idea sound ludicrous — but he isn't trying to claw the shit out of Lestat's skin anymore, colliding interestedly into and upwards. Runs a mocking caresse over his collarbone. ]
[ this earns daniel a glower, the mocking seemingly taking the fun out of the soft touch. what a rude fledgling. he'll wrap a slender leg around daniel's though, tangling further together despite his sour expression.]
Non, but I am not your teething toy to clumsily fumble. Have some finesse - pain and pleasure as a duo chord, a shot with a chaser. Here -
[ his voice quietens into a low purr, tilting his chin up coyly to watch the other vampire momentarily, assessing. then he dips forward to delicately bite at daniel's lip, immediately piercing deep enough to send rivulets of blood dribbling down his chin. this he licks up, pleased.]
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[ One day Daniel won't immediately throw himself into the stupidest idea — didn't happen by seventy, but maybe seven hundred? His chin tips up, defiant, mouth a little crooked and unapologetic. He presses his claws in hard again, trying to draw a little pink to that golden-pale marble. Whether he gets pinned or punished or manages to draw blood, it's win:win:win. ]
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the second clawing attempt immediately earns a scowl and a snatched wrist held in a tight grip.]
Why would you try again, enfoiré? T’es chiant, toi! If it is just pain, then there is little fun.
[ he'll tug daniel towards him with the captured wrist, aiming to pull their bodies together messily.]
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You want me to treat you like you're fragile, Lestat?
[ He makes the idea sound ludicrous — but he isn't trying to claw the shit out of Lestat's skin anymore, colliding interestedly into and upwards. Runs a mocking caresse over his collarbone. ]
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Non, but I am not your teething toy to clumsily fumble. Have some finesse - pain and pleasure as a duo chord, a shot with a chaser. Here -
[ his voice quietens into a low purr, tilting his chin up coyly to watch the other vampire momentarily, assessing. then he dips forward to delicately bite at daniel's lip, immediately piercing deep enough to send rivulets of blood dribbling down his chin. this he licks up, pleased.]