[ Yosano re-filled her glass, giggling to herself. Hm, her cheeks must be flushed? Oh well. Would she be as loose-lipped as this usually? Probably not. ]
Ah. Thou Shalt Not Die. I can heal myself and others from all injuries when they are close to death. Suffering a fatal injury.
[He can see why, of course, she would be troubled over her ability.]
A pity, that I am unable to teach you my healing magicks...but even so, to be able to save people is an important ability to have, even if it is one that comes with a heavy weight to bear.
[ Yosano smiled. Not many people understood why her ability was a burden. It was refreshing. Perhaps because he was also a healer? ]
Yes, quite so. Ah, I struggled with the burden for a long time.
[ And she still does, but he didn't need to know that. ]
—You Know Hermes, you're quite the kind man. Certainly better than I deserve. However, I still can't help but want you to kiss me. Hm, will you?
[ She glanced up at him, the small space between them. What she said was all true; but, Yosano also wanted to see if the blushing shy man was capable of making a move. Maybe push him a little. ]
[Will he? He hums softly at her request, seeing ultimately no reason to deny her. The wine also has helped him feel more agreeable in that regard as well. He leans in slightly, reaching out with a hand to cup one of her cheeks ever so gently.]
If you want a foolish man like myself to do so, I won't deny you.
[ What a gentle touch. Yosano thought as his hand came to settle on her cheek. It made her nervous. Its intentional nature a little more intimate than what she was used to. ]
[His touch is always gentle unless instructed otherwise, finding it hard to harm others deliberately if it can be avoided. His answer is a nod that follows a quiet laugh at her claim - oh no, he was foolish. Incredibly so.
Probably what he's doing right now could be classified as such.
Without another word he leans in to press his lips to hers, the contact soft but with an obvious intention behind it. If she wants him like this he'll give himself over to her.]
[ As expected, his kiss was as soft as his touch. Yosano closed her eyes when his lips met hers, a sweet peck.
Yosano leaned up, pressing back into the kiss. Properly slotting her lips between his to further it. Her hand coming up to his cheek and sliding into his hair. ]
[As she deepens the kiss he leans into the touch, parting his lips ever so slightly to let her do as she wished. If she wanted to take control he'd let her, but he wouldn't be a wet blanket about it either. There's a soft sound from him as he lets his eyes close, his other hand reaching out to settle against her waist. Wherever she wants to take this, he'll follow.]
[ Yosano hummed approvingly when his hand settled on her waist. Deepening the kiss in response by opening her lips and catching his in hers.
Her fingers grasped at Hermes' hair, slightly pulling at the strands as she continued to kiss him. She softly panted into his mouth when their lips parted before leaning back in for more. ]
[It's clear that the tug to his hair is something he likes, drawing a moan out of him as he returns the kiss, eager to meet her halfway. It doesn't take much to get Hermes to unwind and it seems kissing Yosano is that was needed, both hands now settled firmly on her waist.]
[ Yosano was more than delighted by Hermes' subtle signs of approval. His moan into her her mouth and hands on her waist. Her stomach fluttering at the restrained contact, but wanting more.
She shifted, turning towards Hermes, pushing him back into the couch with her kisses. Yosano rose up onto her knees and threw a leg over his to straddle him. Yosano's skirt rode up her thighs as she settled herself on him. Her chest flush against his as she momentarily pulled back to catch her breath. ]
[It isn't hard for him to approve of what she's doing - after all he wants this. Closeness, attention...he craved contact with others. Loneliness was a disease he hadn't found the cure for, but sex certainly starved off the symptoms for a few moments of reprieve.
As she straddles him he holds her close, leaning in to kiss at her jaw as she catches her breath. Lips move to her throat as he tucks her hair back behind an ear. He wants to bite, to leave a mark, but he doesn't know her well enough to do so without prompting. Then again he could always offer to heal it away...]
Mhhm— [ Yosano softly moaned at his lips on her throat. Goosebumps left as a trail down her neck where his gentle wet kisses touched.
Yosano's fingers dug into Hermes' hair, nails scraping against his scalp, as she rolled her hips into him. Her thighs quivering slightly at the friction, wanting more. ]
[The dig of nails against his scalp has him gasping against her mouth, the sound turning into a desperate little moan as she grinded up against him. It's clear that he's already growing hard in his pants - it doesn't take much to get him going it seems.]
[ Yosano drawled into his mouth. Grinding against his clothed cock, while her free hand slid underneath Hermes' shirt. Soft fingers gliding over his stomach and up his chest. Her thumb brushed over his nipple and she yanked on his hair again. Wanting to indulge in another of his delicious expressions. ]
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No, you have not. What sort of ability is it?
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Ah. Thou Shalt Not Die. I can heal myself and others from all injuries when they are close to death. Suffering a fatal injury.
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[His mood seems to shift to something less dour, his curiosity peaked.]
How exactly do you accomplish this?
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Well... It's natural. Ah, it's just a part of me. Apparently abilities in my world mimic the inner soul of the person it occupies.
[ She paused, considering... ]
When someone is close to death my ability thrums to life, and I can use it instinctively. And they instantaneously heal.
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[He means that too, gears in his head turning wildly.]
As terrible as it is for a person to suffer so to be able to heal someone is rewarding.
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Sure, it was suitable for her playing—when used purely for herself and her own pleasure—but when forced to used it... quite a burden indeed. ]
Ah, precisely. I try not to over-use it when in regards to healing. It makes quite the mockery of life unfortunately.
[ Yosano winced. Oh dear, this wine was looking quite nice now. As she finished the glass. ]
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[He can see why, of course, she would be troubled over her ability.]
A pity, that I am unable to teach you my healing magicks...but even so, to be able to save people is an important ability to have, even if it is one that comes with a heavy weight to bear.
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Yes, quite so. Ah, I struggled with the burden for a long time.
[ And she still does, but he didn't need to know that. ]
—You Know Hermes, you're quite the kind man. Certainly better than I deserve. However, I still can't help but want you to kiss me. Hm, will you?
[ She glanced up at him, the small space between them. What she said was all true; but, Yosano also wanted to see if the blushing shy man was capable of making a move. Maybe push him a little. ]
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If you want a foolish man like myself to do so, I won't deny you.
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[ What a gentle touch. Yosano thought as his hand came to settle on her cheek. It made her nervous. Its intentional nature a little more intimate than what she was used to. ]
—Ah, only if you want to.
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Probably what he's doing right now could be classified as such.
Without another word he leans in to press his lips to hers, the contact soft but with an obvious intention behind it. If she wants him like this he'll give himself over to her.]
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Yosano leaned up, pressing back into the kiss. Properly slotting her lips between his to further it. Her hand coming up to his cheek and sliding into his hair. ]
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Her fingers grasped at Hermes' hair, slightly pulling at the strands as she continued to kiss him. She softly panted into his mouth when their lips parted before leaning back in for more. ]
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Ah...mnn...
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She shifted, turning towards Hermes, pushing him back into the couch with her kisses. Yosano rose up onto her knees and threw a leg over his to straddle him. Yosano's skirt rode up her thighs as she settled herself on him. Her chest flush against his as she momentarily pulled back to catch her breath. ]
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As she straddles him he holds her close, leaning in to kiss at her jaw as she catches her breath. Lips move to her throat as he tucks her hair back behind an ear. He wants to bite, to leave a mark, but he doesn't know her well enough to do so without prompting. Then again he could always offer to heal it away...]
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Yosano's fingers dug into Hermes' hair, nails scraping against his scalp, as she rolled her hips into him. Her thighs quivering slightly at the friction, wanting more. ]
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Ah...what would you like from me?
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[ Yosano drawled into his mouth. Grinding against his clothed cock, while her free hand slid underneath Hermes' shirt. Soft fingers gliding over his stomach and up his chest. Her thumb brushed over his nipple and she yanked on his hair again. Wanting to indulge in another of his delicious expressions. ]
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[The tug to his hair has him wincing, a soft cry slipping past his lips as he leans into her hand.]
I have never been very musical...