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[willing_sheath]

[A standard pre-recorded message starts:]

Your call has been forwarded to an automatic voice message system. [There are a few long moments of dead silence before someone draws a breath speaks in a stiff, uncomfortable tone:] Himura Tomoe... [and another long few seconds of silence where she apparently didn't realize how to stop the recording.] is not available. At the tone, please record your message. When you have finished recording, you may hang up or press one for more options. To leave a callback number, press five.

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[willing_sheath]

[She flushes more before taking his hand and standing--and there is a ridiculous moment where she envisions the establishment she and Vash had used on a number of occasions because it would rent to submissives--the one that also happened to be a full on BDSM dungeon that required safewords to be picked before keys were even given over... But there was no need for that this time. Ah, the perks of being a Dominant...]

I imagine... there would be more privacy with the later...

[All things considered, she didn't like the idea of Legato seeing, hearing or feeling what happened between them...]

gonna ff a bit to them getting the room!

[arkfall]

[Yes, Knives's access allows for something a bit more classy than that. He already has a nice hotel in the Up in mind.]

Yes. Let's go get a room then. [He keeps her hand and leads the way out of the bar. He takes her to a nice enough hotel and gets a room. Every time any of the staff seem to have come to a conclusion about him taking a beautiful female submissive to a room, he glares at them until they shut up.

Then they are in the room together and he seems concerned for her comfort.]

I apologize you had to suffer their pointless gossiping... [If not for his contract with Vash, he's pretty sure at least one of them would have ended up dead.]

here goes the time warp again~

[willing_sheath]

[She moved in silence with him, only speaking when it seemed necessary--but it is not uncomfortable silence by any means. She ignores the staff--she is quite used to it by now, though there is irritation at the assumptions, and even more given the assumptions are right.]

[She steps into the room, more than a little relieved to not be met with an array of whips and chains. She shakes her head in response, feeling as though she was practically vibrating with the mix of excitement, anticipation and trepidation she was feeling.]

I am more than used to it--though I would have expected more discretion for a Dominant...

[arkfall]

They expect me to be in on the joke. [Knives replies, still feeling disgusted over it all, but then he looks over at her and he can sense her mix of emotions.

It softens his expression and his own emotions too.]

At least we are alone again.

[willing_sheath]

So we are... [She turns toward him, one hand lifting to push some of her hair back as she watches him closely, unsure of what to do now that they were in private. She wasn't accustomed to seeking out what she wanted, after all--simply getting here had been a stretch for her. She steps a little closer while giving off the notion that she wanted him to touch her, the invitation as loud as she could make it without actual words.] What now...?

[arkfall]

[He doesn't usually take people to hotel rooms either. When he was required to fulfill quota he usually did it with Legato, not random encounters. He looks down at her and reaches out to touch her face. His hand settles gently against her face.]

You can tell me what you'd like. [He offers her.] Just the melding? Or more?

[willing_sheath]

[She tilts her face into the touch, looking up with dark eyes as she sets her hand to the back of his. She hesitates only a moment more before bringing her opposite hand up to set it against his chest, splaying her fingers. Her eyes move from her hand back to his.]

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