#frcsthearted

She hates him. She is madly in love with him. She wants to tear him limb from limb and at the same time she would protect him with her life. Seeing him makes her want to commit murder. She wants to cuddle with him.

All in all she has wildly conflicting feelings coursing through her little catgirl body as she stands there and stares at him. For five minutes. Without blinking. Will she choose violence? No one knows. But she should probably blink soon--

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bites him bites him bites him bites him--

"Whoa! Hey, no rush there - I'll be here all week. And maybe next week too, depending." Such was in his nature to joke around, but being faced with Yulia's physical affection always touched him inside. Though with her pretty much in direct contact with his chest, his heart fluttered a slightly nervous beat.

"I'm certain." Cyno gives her a small, barely smile before turning back to his list of choice people to take. "We're leaving in a few days, I just got permission to assemble a team together."

Pulling out another slip of paper, it's a list of things Cyno had made note of to pack and bring, so he hands it to her. "Give this back to me at the end of the day," he requests. "It's things we'll need to pack for the trip. I don't want people packing too much, but keep in mind we'll be in the desert for a few weeks. So make a note of what you'll need."

@frcsthearted ☼ she's just draping herself across khar's lap dramatically, or ... well, into his lap is more accurate, her face burying against his stomach. ( KHAR&YULIA ) unprompted * always open

A quiet huff escaped the hoarder, arms raising to give the agent the room to do as she desired. Lilac orbs blinked down at her in a quiet moment of ridicule before he let loose a sigh through his nose. "And pray tell," he spoke, the deep rasp of his voice taking on a tone of exasperation, "what has gotten into you this time?" Even as he speaks, however, the tome he was reading was cast aside in favor of resting gloved fingers atop the crown of her head.

Scratching along her scalp, he shifted under her, legs pushing apart to allow her body to slot more comfortably between them. Hooking a finger under her chin, he lifted her face up to him.

"Use your big girl words and tell me."

not yulia making shifty eyes in the distance

           The harbinger grunted a little at her unprompted entrance and sitting on his lap but before he could speak he glanced to Yulia when she put her face against his shoulder, sighing, Samael just put his arms around her and closed his eyes, leaning his head on hers.

          “Mist flower, what’s wrong...?” A whisper to her, pulling her closer to him so she was comfortable, lifting a hand to remove his cap and set it on the back of his chair, “I apologize if it seems I’m busy...” Sumeru and with Zandik off causing archons know what kind of trouble, he had his hands tied- especially with Scaramouche’s disappearance...

"what if i want more than just one kiss"