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[constellationprize]

Hi! This is ☆radia! I'm really sorry I wasn't able to answer your call... Um, if you need anything, it's fine to leave a message here! I'll answer you as soon as I can!
 

[ for phonecalls and texts ]

Comments

[notadrop]

It's fine. I told you it's fine, didn't I?

[ he nuzzles his face back against her neck, pressing his body against hers. another bite, and this time he breathes out against her skin: ]

Mine.

[constellationprize]

I - I still don't know what we're supposed to be doing . . .

[ but there is a pretty distinct tremble in her voice, an unevenness that seeps even into the way she breathes as she squirms between him and the wall, thighs rubbing together idly; her face is good and red by this point, as far down as her collarbone, as far back as the tips of her ears ]

[notadrop]

If you don't want me to make you feel good then I'm just gonna mark you. That's fine, right?

[constellationprize]

. . . Why don't you tell me what you want instead - ?

[notadrop]

You.

[constellationprize]

... Shouldn't we get on the bed, then...?

[notadrop]

Don't be a pervert, Dia.

[constellationprize]

- That was what you said you wanted, wasn't it? Um -

It's okay if it's not, but I don't want to do anything you don't want to do either - you don't have to worry about me...

[notadrop]

I'm worried about you regardless of whether or not I have to. You know, cups.

[constellationprize]

Ruby, that's not what the metaphor's for!

[notadrop]

But I just used it for that?

[constellationprize]

That isn't it, though...

[ . . . ]

What do you want us to do? If you want me, what do you want from me?

[notadrop]

To be mine, obviously. I keep saying that.

[constellationprize]

[ softly, mostly to herself ]

... That's what "mine" means...

[ then more conversational ]

But I'm already yours, aren't I? Aren't you my familiar?

[notadrop]

I wanna mark you, too.

[constellationprize]

... You already did that a lot, didn't you?

[notadrop]

I could do more, though. These'll all heal eventually.

[constellationprize]

Um...

It's fine if you don't want to, but... Can't I just come back later? Whisky does this a lot too, and he always just makes new ones when the old ones heal...

[notadrop]

Does he, now.

[constellationprize]

[ helplessly fond, ]

I'm sure he'd do something else if I asked him to, but he likes it a lot - and when I'm already excited I think it feels kind of nice too? Well, as far as he goes I think he just likes doing it... like we talked about before, he's a little bit like a cat!

[notadrop]

You should come see me after he does it some time.

[constellationprize]

... Really? Why?

[notadrop]

So I can like, make my own over his.

[constellationprize]

I -

[ don't want that? even though she's happy to do things that'd make ruby happy, even though everything up to this point has been fine with her, erasing what whisky gave to her is. even though she should be everyone's, although that was the intent behind her divorce idea to begin with, to cut herself loose from that bias, she can't bring herself to agree.

but how do you refuse something someone else wants? ]

... Um...

[notadrop]

[ gottem ]

Is there a problem with that, Dia? Use your words, dude.