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[centurybaby]

SUDDEN MARRIAGE MEME

▌ POST AS YOUR CHARACTER. ▌ ANON GIVES YOU ANOTHER CHARACTER + ONE SCENARIO. ▌ YOUR CHARACTERS ARE NOW MARRIED. ▌ THREAD ACCORDINGLY. SCENARIOS 1. EXPECTING A BABY/ADOPTING A BABY. 2. GETTING A DIVORCE. 3. HONEYMOON. 4. GETTING BACK TOGETHER AFTER SEPARATION. 5. DOMESTIC CUTE TIMES. 6. PILLOW TALK.

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[heartlessglitch]

Yes. But that is not equivalent to you wishing for me to stay here.

[ it's unreadable, the way she says that. like her feelings are just brimming under the surface, but contained, for now. controlled, but a ticking time bomb nonetheless. ]

You do not want me. Perhaps, as you are, you are not capable of it.

[god_damned]

I have explained before: such things are beyond me. I cannot feel what you desire of me.

[ He can see that tension under her skin. The potential of her breaking is there, if he pushes her a certain way. ]

That will not change.

[heartlessglitch]

[ she doesn't answer immediately. it's hard to tell from her expression what she thinks of that-- his rejection, his denial that he could ever feel anything for her. it must hurt her. as intelligent and complicated a machine as she is, she's still young. her feelings are still new, still raw.

there's violence and love and other feelings threatening to spill over.

finally, with a deceptive sort of quietness: ]

I understand fully. But I wish you would stop saying it.

[god_damned]

I say it because it is the truth. Not speaking of it will not make it vanish.

[ Still, he is not saying this cruelly, but rather plainly, simply stated as fact. He knows she is a dangerous creature to test -- her very name betrays that -- and he watches her closely. ]

But I will refrain.

[heartlessglitch]

I am aware of the truth.

[ her voice has a subtle edge to it, like the blade of a whisper sharp knife. she control slips just slightly, one hand grasping him unkindly by the clothes, pulling so that he's forced to lean, face to face with her, just a scant inch or so separating her from him. her words come precise and purposeful. ]

I don't require your reminder. I recall with perfect clarity everything that you say to me. When you have lived out your short mortal life, I will still remember. There is nothing short of a lobotomy that will make me forget.

[god_damned]

[ Kirei is not startled by the sudden action, and accepts it passively, his expression calm as he is drawn near to her. ]

Then why not dispose of such an unpleasant feeling?

[ He is not inviting her to attack him, by any means, but he is curious. These emotions within her are new; is she swept up in him like a smitten young girl? Unlikely. ]

[heartlessglitch]

You would not understand.

[ she says that with a faint curl of her lip, a little something aggressive in her face. it does hurt her, after all. but she's always loving men that don't love her back-- fathers, lovers alike. ]

You cannot understand. Isn't that right?

[god_damned]

No, I cannot.

[ He can see her anger as much as he can feel it. Her shifts in expression are subtle but strong, and easy to decipher when he is this close to her.

Close enough to attempt kissing her again, but he is uncertain if that is wise. ]

[heartlessglitch]

[ she stares at him for a long, tense moment. if she were mechanical still, she'd be like a sculpture, completely still-- but like this, her shoulders rise and fall slightly with her breathing, her eyelashes beating against her cheeks with every blink.

finally, she lifts one hand to tilt his face towards her, tipping her head to kiss him. she's warm and yearning and a little angry, a little rough-- not cold, not unyielding like her real form might suggest. she wants him, and it's real, tangible. ]

[god_damned]

[ Kirei is almost as still as she is. He is stiff and steady, his breaths calm and his expression impassive. He wonders if it was this disposition which drew her to him.

He endures the kiss passively for a moment, his body unmoving, giving no visible change from before she pressed their lips together and after. After a moment of debate, his hand lifts and he buries his fingers into her hair -- holding her to prolong the gesture. ]

[heartlessglitch]

[ her kiss isn't gentle-- it carries her frustration, her unreciprocated feelings behind the hard press of her mouth against his, the faint hint of her teeth, her hands against his face. his fingers in her hair at once feeds her wants and feeds her frustration-- because in her mind, she knows it's purposeful, deliberate, learned maybe, the way she sometimes mimics human gestures.

when she tilts her head away just enough to speak, her question is deceptively plain and quiet: ]

Would it even be significant if I loved you?

[god_damned]

You would not be the first.

[ It's simply a fact. Love can not change him; Claudia had given her entire life for him, and it achieved nothing.

His hand moves from her hair to the back of her neck, underneath the thick tangle of her hair. She is as frail and vulnerable as any human, and he can choke the life out of her if the mood strikes -- instead, he endures the kiss, and when he speaks, the words are murmured against her mouth. ]

Will you try?

[heartlessglitch]

[ she dwells on the question, and it weighs heavy on her for a long moment. her eyes drift to where her hand cradles his face before she lets her touch drift lower, until her fingers loosely frame the base of his throat. it isn't a threat-- but maybe she's thinking about it. there's so much turbulent emotion, so much violence hiding under that controlled surface.

but after another beat, her fingertips just trail over the line of his sternum before dropping away, and she answers simply: ]

I am unsure. But regardless, perhaps it is too late to stop it.