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916 Bilko Boulevard, Accidental Phonecall. Unfiltered. Open to housemates
*the phone picks up mid-conversation, as if it's been knocked off the hook by clumsy teenagers Rose's voice comes from not too far.*
I still cannot believe we are doing this. Enjoyable as it might be, I must admit I still have some reservations about it.
Rose, I assure you your reservations are wholly misplaced. I have done this many, many times before, and it has ...almost always resulted in the full enjoyment of all involved parties.
*Rose scoffs a little, but wait, was that a hint of a giggle underneat?* I will give that much to you; you are quite skilled with your hands. I stand here jealous at this discovery...this is really nice though.
*There's the sound of shifting, and Kanaya almost sounds as though she has something in her mouth when she speaks next.* Sweeps of practice have rendered my digital manipulators quite dextrous, yes - and I'm quite pleased to hear that you're finding this to your liking. But as promised, no word of this liason shall ever pass my lips.
If I may ask you to hold as still as possible, Rose? This next part will be rather tight.
While I graciously accepted your request to lend myself to your ways, I must admit I haven't grown to like the fact you are handling me like a rag do-
*Rose's complain is cut as she gasps, and then speaks in a rather mortified tone*
That is...rather tight. My back will be reminding me of this with unforgiving soreness later
*And for her part, Kanaya does sound very apologetic.* I'm quite sorry, but I believe it's for the best to handle the worst of the discomfort at the beginning. I give the full weight of my word that it will be exponentially more agreeable - even satisfying - from this point on.
But please continue to hold still. I would feel very displeased with myself were I to inadvertently scratch you.
So you say. Perhaps it's because you are doing all the work. I feel as if I should probably take the matter into my own hands, but then that would mean you would be but an spectator. Either way one of us is left to watch.
*Rose's tone takes a degree of amusement*A scratch? Not for a lack of effort. I've been holding my breath at every "Hold Still" by now.
I would really rather engage with you directly than to be a mere observer of this flourishing radiance and beauty alike. It simply wouldn't be suitable. And besides, you're certainly a participant rather than a spectator, even if it's a far more passive role than you might prefer. I'm afraid I can't allow you to domineer our interactions every time.
But only a little further, and-- *And then there's a surprised intake of air as somebody notices the displaced phone and moves to hang up. Oops.*
*Somebody hasn't seen the phone yet*
Kanaya? Kanaya Mayram, don't you dare leaving me here without taking proper care of my clothes-
*And so ends the rather strange call*
*the phone picks up mid-conversation, as if it's been knocked off the hook by clumsy teenagers Rose's voice comes from not too far.*
I still cannot believe we are doing this. Enjoyable as it might be, I must admit I still have some reservations about it.
Rose, I assure you your reservations are wholly misplaced. I have done this many, many times before, and it has ...almost always resulted in the full enjoyment of all involved parties.
*Rose scoffs a little, but wait, was that a hint of a giggle underneat?* I will give that much to you; you are quite skilled with your hands. I stand here jealous at this discovery...this is really nice though.
*There's the sound of shifting, and Kanaya almost sounds as though she has something in her mouth when she speaks next.* Sweeps of practice have rendered my digital manipulators quite dextrous, yes - and I'm quite pleased to hear that you're finding this to your liking. But as promised, no word of this liason shall ever pass my lips.
If I may ask you to hold as still as possible, Rose? This next part will be rather tight.
While I graciously accepted your request to lend myself to your ways, I must admit I haven't grown to like the fact you are handling me like a rag do-
*Rose's complain is cut as she gasps, and then speaks in a rather mortified tone*
That is...rather tight. My back will be reminding me of this with unforgiving soreness later
*And for her part, Kanaya does sound very apologetic.* I'm quite sorry, but I believe it's for the best to handle the worst of the discomfort at the beginning. I give the full weight of my word that it will be exponentially more agreeable - even satisfying - from this point on.
But please continue to hold still. I would feel very displeased with myself were I to inadvertently scratch you.
So you say. Perhaps it's because you are doing all the work. I feel as if I should probably take the matter into my own hands, but then that would mean you would be but an spectator. Either way one of us is left to watch.
*Rose's tone takes a degree of amusement*A scratch? Not for a lack of effort. I've been holding my breath at every "Hold Still" by now.
I would really rather engage with you directly than to be a mere observer of this flourishing radiance and beauty alike. It simply wouldn't be suitable. And besides, you're certainly a participant rather than a spectator, even if it's a far more passive role than you might prefer. I'm afraid I can't allow you to domineer our interactions every time.
But only a little further, and-- *And then there's a surprised intake of air as somebody notices the displaced phone and moves to hang up. Oops.*
*Somebody hasn't seen the phone yet*
Kanaya? Kanaya Mayram, don't you dare leaving me here without taking proper care of my clothes-
*And so ends the rather strange call*
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I am honestly flattered. [And to prove so she makes a little curtsy.]
Mind if I get my clothes now?
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And as much as it may look attractive on you, Rose, I do need to take the garment myself for final alterations, so yes you may retrieve your clothes. *A pause.* If you could be careful while disrobing, though, I'd be tremendously appreciative.
...maybe I'd better do it.
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Do what?
[Rose tenses, because she did get the meaning behind her words. But then again, the whole thing is a little too complicated to remove it by herself.]
Are you...certain?
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*And at Rose's hesitation and tensing, Kanaya tenses in return. She'd just meant to help the girl undress, but if Rose is nervous, then...* Of course I'm certain. Is there any reason to believe I wouldn't be?
It's only a dress fitting, after all.
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[gulp]
Proceed then. The fastest I'm out of this the better. Enough fitting for today.
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*But her snarky tone dies away as she steps towards Rose, moving behind her where she's pinned the back of the dress together as a temporary placeholder until she adds the zipper. Her cheeks are suddenly very warm and very green.
She reaches out to undo one pin, and then the next, so that Rose can more easily slip out of the dress.* Just a few more moments, Rose... thank you for your patience in the matter. *And then she's finished with the back.* If you'd please rotate to allow me access to the clasps on the front?
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Rose turns around silently, suddenly shier and girlier than ever. She can't even look straight at the troll without blushing like crazy. this is all wrong and she can't understand why.]
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--why is her face so furiously red? This is just a dress fitting, isn't it? Even if it now occurs to Kanaya that the skin of Rose's forearm where she's rested her hand momentarily is very warm and soft, and...
She freezes, looking up at Rose as if she's waiting for something to happen, her job done and the garment now changeable.* Rose? Are you all right?
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Also she can't think straight.
Without answering, she tries to remove the dress carefully, but ultimately trips and extends her arms to gain balance...ending up hung on Kanaya. And by the Old Ones, isn't her face a tad too close? Those Jade colored irises are quite something...]
I currently lack the words to properly manifest what I'm feeling. It's quite odd, but I'm okay with it. Are you okay with it? It would help me if you are okay with me-with it.
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But now she's very close (in her arms, in fact), and Kanaya is doing her best not to look down at the other girl's obvious state of semi-dress because that would be rude, but that only really leaves her face as an option to look at. Not that Kanaya minds, because Rose's face is very nice to look at, but it's also extremely close right now. She can practically feel the heat radiating from her cheeks.*
I am. Y-yes, I think I would certainly express my being okay with it. ...what is it that I'm okay with, precisely?
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[Her head moves on her own, as she moves inches from Kanaya, the scent of her skin making her feel lighter.
Rose's inner voice makes a little 'what the hell' before she closes the gap with an ever so light peck, dress falling freely off her as she kicks it unceremoniously.]
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...even if Rose pulls back for a moment, Kanaya follows, kissing her again.*
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Alright.
So they stay like that for a while. It's a pretty innocent kiss, all things considered. And at some point her lips slowly depart from Kanaya's.]
...I should probably get some clothes on.
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Rose's voice jolts her from her reverie.* Ahm. Y, yes I think that might be in the interests of propriety. But-- Rose, you kicked the dress, be careful-- *She's now pulling away to kneel down and pick up the dress to fold it carefully, grateful for something else to talk about.*
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Rose turns to ask the troll girl what's on her mind, but she's more interested on the dress. Now we can't have that. Rose makes a quick motion, getting a hold of her horns- there has to be something honestly wrong with that- and pulling her up. Are horns sensitive? She tries to pull her up gently, because who knows? Maybe it hurt. She wouldn't forgive herself if that happened.]
If I can have your attention for a moment, I need you to help me confirm something.
[And you know what? She kisses Kanaya again, although this time is far less innocent. Rose isn't an expert kisser by no means, but this time their lips are tightly pressed against each other, and her arms wrap around the girl's waist. Maybe this will go as planned and Kanaya will do her part, or so Rose wishes.]
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She's almost done folding the dress carefully when two hands quite literally grab her by the horns and tug her to her feet. It's not painful, really, but it's certainly surprising and she makes a startled sound despite herself.* Rose, what are you--
*Oh, she's being kissed. Deliberately kissed, this time. And it's far more than the chaste pecks of earlier; it's full and warm and there are arms around her, and what can Kanaya do but reciprocate? She presses back into it, her own hands settling on Rose's shoulder. Well, one of her hands. The other carefully sets the folded dress down on the nearby table before doing the same.*
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A minute or so passes as they silently kiss, and then Rose naturally ends the kiss she started, head going down so she can place her forehead on Kanaya's neck, arms still holding the troll.
She just needs a second to slow down her mind now.]
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Her arms wrap around Rose, pulling her into an embrace as the other girl rests her forehead on Kanaya's skin. She wants to say something, mention how nice it was - but she doesn't dare.*
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But, she finally takes a deep breath and raises her head. She is then tempted to resume the kissing, of course, but hopefully, if things go right, that will be something for later.]
Might I say, perhaps in the spirit of making things as clear and easy to understand as possible, that I like you?
And that was perhaps the most pleasurable feeling I have experienced in a long, long time.
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...or am I misunderstanding?
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[Brb hiding her head in your neck again.]
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Oh, wow. *Kanaya speaks before thinking, Rose's words sending a jolt through her that's part shock and part elation and part oh geez, and her normally eloquent vocabulary fails her.* Um, well. Not knowing, of course, whether human adolescent hormones bear any similarity to their troll counterparts, I cannot rule conclusively on your question for certain other than to--
*And she's reaching down to gently take Rose's chin and tilt her face up, moving backwards and leaning down to kiss her again in a slightly awkward but extremely heartfelt motion.*
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Oh wait, more kisses?
Alright then. It's a little forced at first, but Rose can't complain about it. It's something that, in one way or another, gets better after every new try. It also gives her an excuse to try new things, like opening her mouth and making those...kissy noises. Yep, it's something you gotta do sometime. No tongue though, she can't think of getting so personal yet.
But, kissy noises.]
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Is that... a sufficient answer to your quandary or must I verbalize it?
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It was quite sufficient, but I would like you to...expand on it. Maybe you forgot something to say?
[Saying that as she leans towards her again. This might become a trend.]
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