#seadasu

What new manner of human foolishness was this intended to be? That, of course, was Rafal's first question. Never in his hundreds and two thousands of years had there been such an exhaustive invention with seemingly no purpose. If Rafal should wish to stoke his imagination beyond its average limits, he would look no further than a well-read book; if he should so desire to be entertained, a titillating duel would do; there was nothing titillating or imaginative about what the latest fad termed a 'movie'.

Or so he thought: "Fascinating. Truly fascinating. They have convened for no more than a day and fallen in love. Now, one has stolen the mortal blow meant for the other and the survivor has sworn never to take on another lover. Surely to the average viewer this spurns belief?"

"Shhh!"

"SHHHH."

A chorus of disapproving voices rang out in concert, so instant and harsh and unanimous that a powerful Fell Dragon was stunned into silence. That is, before he remembered who he was. Rafal drew his brows together irritably, equipped with half a mind to say his piece, but relinquished his dour mood at the sight of Seadall beside him. Enraptured and utterly opposite; the other had seemingly taken a great shine to what Rafal viewed dull. Those eyes could not hold any more admiration for the events on farfetched display, and under the flickering in-and-out glare of the projection lights, appeared at times almost bright with tears.

Wait. Were they tears? Hesitating, his hand suspended just shy of the man's bare shoulder as if oscillating between the desire to apply comfort and the doubt that a destroyer's touch would be taken as such at all. So it continued to hover. Awkwardly.

kiss roulette | Not Accepting! 14. a kiss on the stomach

After a long day of rehearsing, there's a sense of satisfaction so bone deep that she can almost forget that she's not just some normal girl.

She likes those days. Her muscles ache with an exhaustion of something harmless and fun instead of the ache of learning how to kill. When she tries to catch her breath, there isn't the worry that she needs to recover before something happens, and when a shadow falls over her as she sits on a log they've dragged over to act as a bench, she doesn't feel any fear knowing that Seadall's just coming to check on her.

Yunaka laughs, though it stutters with her breathlessness. She grins up at him and mumbles assurance that's she's alright, she just needs a minutes. "My legs feel like jelly." She informs him. The seat doesn't give her that much height. She can only get her arms to rest on his hips when she wraps them around him. "You really know how to put a girl through her paces."

He's amazing. She's known this for a while, of course, but she's always struck by how amazing he is whenever they rehearse a new show or dance to perform. It's hard to believe someone as amazing as him sees even a fraction of that in her. But he does. At every chance, he tells her does.

She chuckles softly. She can't reach him properly while sitting, so she uses the arms wrapped around him to pull him closer as she settles for leaving a kiss on his stomach instead. It'll do, for now.