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[femmefinale]

[ This is fine, the pride and the lust aspects aren't doing her any favors this week either. He pulls her in and Primrose raises an eyebrow and lets him, correcting her balance so she doesn't just topple over against him and just resting a hand on his shoulder. ]

I do enjoy discovering things for myself.

[ Like this. In a library?? Sure!!!! ]

[dotcom]

[ sometimes you do things in a library

but he'll at least wrap an arm around her to keep her steady, before leaning in to kiss her. despite literally everything about him, it's surprisingly gentle at first. ]

[femmefinale]

[ At first.

Honestly, it is a little surprising, not that Primrose gives any indication that it's startled her at all. Instead, since he's so helpfully holding her, she slips a hand into his hair and tugs, just a little as she presses into the kiss.

Sasazuka, please. She's not fragile. ]

[dotcom]

[ that's fine. the moment she gives the go ahead, he deepens the kiss, carefully pulling her closer to him.

very unfortunate that he's a good kisser. hate it here. ]

[femmefinale]

[ the choices Francy makes.

But still, she could be impressed. He kisses like he knows exactly what he's doing, which is more than what she can say for some of her other encounters not here. And unfortunately for both of us, Primrose is also a very good kisser who has no problems with keeping up with how deeply he takes it. She might even properly lean into it. ]

[dotcom]

[ he will eventually pull back slightly to catch his breath, shifting so that he can lean against the bookshelf for support. ]

Hm?

[ how is he doing. ]

[femmefinale]

[ Primrose tilts her head, a thoughtful light entering her eyes. ]

Mm. That's certainly passable, better than I expected.

[dotcom]

Ah? What were you expecting?

[femmefinale]

Quite frankly, for you to roll your eyes from the start and inform me that you weren't interested.

[dotcom]

... normally, I think.

I just felt like it though.

[femmefinale]

Oh? [ Her voice gets a little lower, teasing. ]

I'm not certain whether that means you like me or you liked the challenge.

[dotcom]

Hm... that's a mystery, isn't it?

[ he leans in again, but doesn't quite kiss her. ]

[femmefinale]

And I suppose you'll have me solve it on my own?

[ Well, she doesn't quite kiss him either. But she does move one hand up a bit, thumb lightly stroking along his neck. ]

[dotcom]

I could give you a hint, if you want.

[ he glances at a couch. ]

[femmefinale]

[ And she follows his glance, both eyebrows lifting slightly. ]

In this situation, I believe I'll accept such a thing.

[dotcom]

A shelf isn't very comfortable.

[femmefinale]

I've had worse, but I suppose when given the choice...

[ She curtsies and offers her hand. ]

Shall we?

[dotcom]

[ there's a pause, but he'll take it and start walking. ]

[femmefinale]

Doubts, perhaps?

[ She's looking right at him, of course she saw that pause. ]

[dotcom]

I don't normally hold hands.

[femmefinale]

Then you must not dance often.

[ She pauses, tilts her head. ]

We don't need to, however.

[dotcom]

I don't dance, no.

[ does he seem remotely the type ]

[femmefinale]

[ Look, she's not about to judge who does or doesn't dance. ]

A shame. I think you might be rather skilled at it.

[dotcom]

[ he blinks. ]

Why?

[femmefinale]

It's in your body language and your personality. There's confidence to what you do and a directness to your gaze... ideal things for a dancer.