[He stares at her for what feels like forever, slack-jawed and stupid. He can't believe she'd ask him such a question point blank. He also can't believe she's pretty much sitting in his lap, touching his face, and somehow keeps getting closer and closer. Really, there's not that much more space between them.
[Of course he's always thought she was a beautiful girl, but the fact that she was also (in his mind) unattainable helped keep him in line. Not to say he hasn't had his share of dokis over her, but he at least managed to keep all of that to himself up until now.
Hanna swallows hard, exhaling a nervous laugh as he takes in the sight before him, this beautiful bunny girl laid out in front of him like she wants him to look at her this way... How else is he supposed to take this display?]
H-ha. W-well, you, uh-- [He huffs a breathless laugh, gripping that glass like it's his only lifeline.] --you probably know how it feels, then...
[To some extent, anyway. She probably doesn't feel like her pants are too small right about now though does she--]
[Ah, no, she can't relate on that front— though she'd be lying if she wasn't feeling more... sensitive, than she might, were she not a little bunny right now. Which isn't to say she wouldn't mind the attention from Hanna normally— no, she loves the attention, but she's never really minded the year-long dryspell she's had until she turned much fluffier a night or so ago.]
I guess I can't expect you not to be a little flustered.
But don't worry! I know just the solution.
[Finally she swings her legs off so she can stand up— but as quickly as she's turned away from him, she turns back to face him and leans over just enough to rest her hands on his knees.]
You don't think anyone's gonna miss us downstairs for a little while, right?
[This is a very unfamiliar position to be in right now. All he can do is feel the warmth emanating from her body and take in that alluring scent while he tries to read this expression that no woman has ever gazed upon him with. This whole ordeal is so completely alien to him. His attention flicks from her face to the peek of cleavage beneath her ruff this angle affords him, then back up again.
Moreover, she can smell him. His scent is telling her all he needs to know, eliciting the exact response he so deeply desires from her. She must smell like there's a speaker in Hanna's ear whispering want me. And he's doing exactly what she wants, too.]
No reason!
[She says, despite sinking to her knees between his, drumming her fingers over his knees.]
Is this happening... for real? Is it all just one big fever dream? Maybe he's woken up in some semi-alternate reality just slightly to the left of his own, wherein he's actually gets the girl--]
M-Maya-- [He doesn't know what to say. He doesn't want to accuse her of anything, but... this certainly does look like she intends on going places. He may be a virgin, but he's seen porn. It has a formula and this is part one, isn't it? ]
[The suddenness of the moment is only broken up by Maya's flinching when she accidentally tries to put her hands together as if in prayer again— and as she instead does her cute little closed fist pose, she answers;]
[He stares, unblinking, slack-jawed and downright dumb. He doesn't even know how to respond to this-- no girl has ever offered to have sex with him before... Is she for real? She looks like she's teasing him, but she always looks like she's teasing him. That's just her face! So maybe... maybe she's serious?
Sorry, Maya. Just stick an "Out of Order" sign on his face, because you broke him.]
[Once his brain has rebooted, he blinks a few times to regain his vision and check back in to his reality. The reality of his favorite female friend sitting between his knees and apparently rethinking her offer. Which he certainly doesn't want to pass up--]
H-huh? No! No, no, no. I, uh-- I just. I didn't. Know. You'd... wanna. Do that. With me?
[She reeeeaches over him to take that glass out of his hands and put it on the coffee table behind her, rolling her eyes.]
Mmmmyeah? I mean, as long as you want to.
[While she's at it, she's gonna stand just enough to pull the coffee table closer to the couch and under her butt. She's got no worries about being too heavy to do so, now that she's barely over three feet tall.]
I think it would be fun. We always have fun together.
No, yeah, no, for sure w-we, uh. We. We could do that. I-if you want to.
[He clears his throat and sits up a little straighter and folding one set of hands in his lap as the other set sits at his sides, he holds himself upright and simultaneously sneakily covers his... excitement. Really, he's finding himself most grateful that he's no longer sporting his horse business, since that would be more than obvious. At least the Fog decided to keep him proportional.]
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[He clears his throat and puts his available hands down on her knees, hoping that she won't try to move just because he mentioned he was too warm.]
I-it's not a bad thing, though. I-it's nice! I'm totally relaxed.
[Nevermind that he's pretty sure his heart is gonna jump right out of his throat and make a run for it at the next available opportunity.]
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[She leans in closer, the exact opposite of moving away. Isn't that great? Her next question probably isn't, considering he's a faerie;]
Hanna, do I make you nervous?
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[He stares at her for what feels like forever, slack-jawed and stupid. He can't believe she'd ask him such a question point blank. He also can't believe she's pretty much sitting in his lap, touching his face, and somehow keeps getting closer and closer. Really, there's not that much more space between them.
And she's... doing it on purpose?]
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What? No! Of course n--
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[It feels like someone took an ice pick to his eye socket. He winces, lowering his head and bringing a hand to his temple with a groan.]
A-augh-- Yikes that hurt. T-talk about a brain freeze--
[Yes, a delayed brain freeze. Because that's how that works--]
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OBJECTION!
That was no brain freeze! I know fairies hate lying!
That was a bona-fide lie!
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Did you seriously just pull a Phoenix--
[Deflect deflect deflect--]
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[Too bad, Hanna. She's stuck on this point! Crossing her arms under her chest, she pouts.]
And here I thought it was just the kelpie thing.
You don't still think I'm going to eat you, right?
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I don't think you're going to eat me.
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[Well, that seems true enough. Something changes on her face, though, and she smiles again, leaning back on her palms.]
Oh, I get it. Being in the presence of a beautiful girl really takes your breath away, huh?
I can't blame you. I'm the same way.
[Okay she's not as huge of a simpering mess as Hanna can be about girls, but to be fair, he's kept his cool around her really well for a while—]
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Hanna swallows hard, exhaling a nervous laugh as he takes in the sight before him, this beautiful bunny girl laid out in front of him like she wants him to look at her this way... How else is he supposed to take this display?]
H-ha. W-well, you, uh-- [He huffs a breathless laugh, gripping that glass like it's his only lifeline.] --you probably know how it feels, then...
[To some extent, anyway. She probably doesn't feel like her pants are too small right about now though does she--]
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I guess I can't expect you not to be a little flustered.
But don't worry! I know just the solution.
[Finally she swings her legs off so she can stand up— but as quickly as she's turned away from him, she turns back to face him and leans over just enough to rest her hands on his knees.]
You don't think anyone's gonna miss us downstairs for a little while, right?
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[Oh wow she's so very close right now.]
N-not... [Gulp.]
[This is a very unfamiliar position to be in right now. All he can do is feel the warmth emanating from her body and take in that alluring scent while he tries to read this expression that no woman has ever gazed upon him with. This whole ordeal is so completely alien to him. His attention flicks from her face to the peek of cleavage beneath her ruff this angle affords him, then back up again.
What the fuck is his life?]
Wh-whydyouask??
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Moreover, she can smell him. His scent is telling her all he needs to know, eliciting the exact response he so deeply desires from her. She must smell like there's a speaker in Hanna's ear whispering want me. And he's doing exactly what she wants, too.]
No reason!
[She says, despite sinking to her knees between his, drumming her fingers over his knees.]
I'm just helping you relax.
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Is this happening... for real? Is it all just one big fever dream? Maybe he's woken up in some semi-alternate reality just slightly to the left of his own, wherein he's actually gets the girl--]
M-Maya-- [He doesn't know what to say. He doesn't want to accuse her of anything, but... this certainly does look like she intends on going places. He may be a virgin, but he's seen porn. It has a formula and this is part one, isn't it? ]
Wh-what did, uh. What did you... have in mind...?
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I thought we could have sex!
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Sorry, Maya. Just stick an "Out of Order" sign on his face, because you broke him.]
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Crap, did I read the room wrong that time...?
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H-huh? No! No, no, no. I, uh-- I just. I didn't. Know. You'd... wanna. Do that. With me?
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[the way she blinks at him is surprisingly innocent, for a demon.]
Why not?
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[Blinks, looking down at himself with a skeptical hike of his brow before glancing back up at her.]
--seen me?
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[She raises a brow, her smile skewed toward one side.]
I see you every day, even.
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[He huffs a laugh of disbelief.]
And you still wanna have sex with me?
[Pointing at himself with three hands--]
Me?
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Mmmmyeah? I mean, as long as you want to.
[While she's at it, she's gonna stand just enough to pull the coffee table closer to the couch and under her butt. She's got no worries about being too heavy to do so, now that she's barely over three feet tall.]
I think it would be fun. We always have fun together.
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[He clears his throat and sits up a little straighter and folding one set of hands in his lap as the other set sits at his sides, he holds himself upright and simultaneously sneakily covers his... excitement. Really, he's finding himself most grateful that he's no longer sporting his horse business, since that would be more than obvious. At least the Fog decided to keep him proportional.]
I-I'm down, totally.
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