fufu. he tilts his head back, glances down at her. ]
'Not unwilling'? [ when gu yun speaks, he always seems like he's laughing at something private; amusement is guaranteed in almost everything he says. that doesn't go away, immediately, but it fades to the background as he tests the boundaries a bit, his gaze sharpens, an unmistakable fierceness to it - the presence of a commander. ]
[her breath catches and her eyes widen slightly at the shift in demeanor. it's - well. she responds to it pretty much immediately.
(but then, that's typically how things go? when things get serious - she does listen. even when they don't. she's here right now because "he's summoned her to hang out in his room," after all!)]
[ that's more like it. that reaction piques his interest too, a slight flicker of amusement increasing at the 'yes, sir'. ] Sir makes you sound like a foot soldier, which you most certainly aren't. We can come up with something different.
[ this is bad he's going to enjoy this way too much. ] Now then. What would you like to do? [ and a little more familiarly teasing; ] Nothing to do with coffee.
[she starts to relax - but relaxes much more when he teases her. that is a lot more familiar, and she giggles.]
Definitely nothing to do with coffee! Or getting shot at.
[hmm.]
...I'd like to see what sort of thing the Marquis has in mind. After all, you would know best, wouldn't you? [she bats her eyelashes at him playfully.] I'm an amateur; we shouldn't let me be in charge.
[ that definitely has a double entendre to it, that same silky low tone he'd used before. gu yun taps his fingers against his arm, thoughtfully, mouth curling up into a bit of a smirk. ]
Marquis is fine, I think. [ terrible. absolutely terrible. ] You'll tell me if you're uncomfortable, or want me to stop.
[ he starts to get up, pushing away from the couch he was settled on, and folds his hands behind his back. ]
And if you have any particular thing you'd like me to avoid, short of coffee and gunshots, now is the time to say so. Last chance. Topics along the lines of... [ he tilts his head, thinking like a little gremlin, voice dropping to a quieter, smoother tone. ] Restraints. Marking. Punishments. Things of that ilk.
[ it's amazing because he'd normally be SO embarrassed just talking about this, but being with a pretty girl and being given All The Control means he is fine and here to embarrass the shit out of qingxuan. and show her a really good time. ]
her face flushes a little, because her imagination is a tad bit overactive? there's a definite thread of embarrassment, but it's mostly overshadowed by curiosity. and - trust, because she does trust gu yun.
she wouldn't have agreed to this if she didn't.]
...just don't do anything to my face, or else I'll get mad. I think I can handle the rest. If there's something I don't like, I'll tell you.
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[she shrugs]
It's in the past, anyway.
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[ lifting his glass in a 'hear hear' and taking a drink ]
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Ahaha, sometimes I wonder what that was supposed to actually be like, but - it's not like I'll ever know now!
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Well. Certainly not like that. I suppose, giving orders... that sort of thing is not best left to an amateur.
[ be nice to law ]
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[she giggles]
Would a professional have done it better?
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hm.
well, there's a stirring of interest at that.]
Is that so...?
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I'd never do so unless you were willing, of course. I have manners. We could discuss some terms.
[ the way he says "discuss some terms" manages to sound filthy. like a cat that just found a particularly tasty mouse. ]
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hm
that's hot. her cheeks flush.]
I'm— not unwilling.
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fufu. he tilts his head back, glances down at her. ]
'Not unwilling'? [ when gu yun speaks, he always seems like he's laughing at something private; amusement is guaranteed in almost everything he says. that doesn't go away, immediately, but it fades to the background as he tests the boundaries a bit, his gaze sharpens, an unmistakable fierceness to it - the presence of a commander. ]
Give me a real answer, Qingxuan.
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(but then, that's typically how things go? when things get serious - she does listen. even when they don't. she's here right now because "he's summoned her to hang out in his room," after all!)]
Yes, sir. [that just slips out.] I'm willing.
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[ that's more like it. that reaction piques his interest too, a slight flicker of amusement increasing at the 'yes, sir'. ] Sir makes you sound like a foot soldier, which you most certainly aren't. We can come up with something different.
[ this is bad he's going to enjoy this way too much. ] Now then. What would you like to do? [ and a little more familiarly teasing; ] Nothing to do with coffee.
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Definitely nothing to do with coffee! Or getting shot at.
[hmm.]
...I'd like to see what sort of thing the Marquis has in mind. After all, you would know best, wouldn't you? [she bats her eyelashes at him playfully.] I'm an amateur; we shouldn't let me be in charge.
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[ that definitely has a double entendre to it, that same silky low tone he'd used before. gu yun taps his fingers against his arm, thoughtfully, mouth curling up into a bit of a smirk. ]
Marquis is fine, I think. [ terrible. absolutely terrible. ] You'll tell me if you're uncomfortable, or want me to stop.
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Ahaha, if I want you to stop, you'll know it.
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[ just
saying ]
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[he's not wrong about her hiding things, though.]
For this, I will tell you. Quite clearly, in fact!
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[ he starts to get up, pushing away from the couch he was settled on, and folds his hands behind his back. ]
And if you have any particular thing you'd like me to avoid, short of coffee and gunshots, now is the time to say so. Last chance. Topics along the lines of... [ he tilts his head, thinking like a little gremlin, voice dropping to a quieter, smoother tone. ] Restraints. Marking. Punishments. Things of that ilk.
[ it's amazing because he'd normally be SO embarrassed just talking about this, but being with a pretty girl and being given All The Control means he is fine and here to embarrass the shit out of qingxuan. and show her a really good time. ]
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her face flushes a little, because her imagination is a tad bit overactive? there's a definite thread of embarrassment, but it's mostly overshadowed by curiosity. and - trust, because she does trust gu yun.
she wouldn't have agreed to this if she didn't.]
...just don't do anything to my face, or else I'll get mad. I think I can handle the rest. If there's something I don't like, I'll tell you.