Armand could get his blood anywhere, and does. He was careful to make sure he drank enough, in fact, because he trusted his control but there was no reason to risk taking too much from Aerith because he was hungry.
He wasn't careless.
He enjoyed the taste of her emotions, certainly, but that alone wasn't enough to continue if there was too much risk.
He reached out to tilt her head up slightly so he could try for a light, swift kiss. "It is not to indulge you."
There were a lot of people who could give him blood. And too, there was always the infirmary. He wouldn't go hungry. It might not taste as good as misery, but there would be no point if she died.
Even if she revived and death tolled, it might still scare her off.
And she didn't resist her face being tilted up, or the kiss. She even started to lean forward, before she dropped back to her heels.
"Thank you Armand." She leaned up to give him a swift, light kiss.
"You didn't come here to offer your blood tonight."
He didn't drop her hand.
"But you don't have to leave. Especially if you are to be gone for some time." His tone turned a little teasing. "I don't want it left easy to believe that I'm indulging you."
She offered a soft laugh, and her free hand came up to rest against his chest. It was almost a shove, but not quite, as she left her hand against his shirt.
"It sounds like you have an idea. Like...me keeping you company while you use your tablet?" She was teasing, a little. He might do that when she fell asleep anyway.
She opened her mouth to say she didn't mind- she'd really just be happy for the company, really- but he had to murmur that.
Aerith wasn't sure what noise she made, but it sounded fizzy.
"E-every...? Armand."
There were a lot of things she hadn't tried yet, like edging. It usually didn't take much for her to get where he wanted her to be, thanks to his experience and skilled...everything.
"Reading is quiet." She offered a little huff as she pulled away enough to peer up at his face. "Even if I'd have to ask you questions about stuff that confused me."
Which she would do if she started reading up on cinema.
"...how...intense of a night are you thinking? I...want to make sure you have...fun." She moved her hand to lightly touch his arm, and rub her thumb against his upper arm.
"I don't show you things I don't like," he said, and kissed her again. He kept it soft for now. He knew how to build up to more, and for this he planned to start slow.
He's had the chance to learn her body, and has always used that in their encounters. This was simply a different way to use his knowledge.
She huffed gently, but melted under the kiss. It wasn't what she meant, but...well. She didn't want to quibble over the point, when things were going well. By going well, he was kissing her, and she liked that, so very very much.
Slowly, Aerith pulled out slowly from the kiss, her hand moving over his back.
"On the bed?" She offered, before she moved to lean up and kissed him.
"Yes." He sat down on the bed, reaching to pull her into his lap for another kiss. He tilted his head to kiss the corner of her jaw, and then her neck. There's no press of teeth, but it's an echo of other times they've sat in a similar fashion. And as intimate as being drunk from could be, right now there's not any loss of blood to tire her.
He kept a hand on her waist to keep her balanced, as he used the other to pull up her shirt. "Let me take this off." In the moment, it was the only piece of clothing he went to remove.
She went onto his lap easily, light and willing. She was used to sitting on his lap by now, comfortable and close. And despite the lack of teeth, her hips still rolled forward, and she offered a silent gasp. Seemed that despite the agreement not to bite, not to give blood, she still reacted with excitement and want.
"Oh-oh yes. Okay." She swallowed, flushed, and made to lean back a little to help him pull off her shirt. Maybe next time she came over, she'd wear a button up.
Old habits died hard, and this couldn't exactly be called a reaction to an old habit. He kissed down her neck in a light trail down to her shoulder. Gentle, and without shifting to offer more friction as her hips moved forward.
Once her shirt was removed, he turned his attention to tracing her bare skin with his fingers. His hands were cooler than usual, though not unnaturally cold. Down her back and running his hand up her side up to her chest. He ran a thumb across a nipple, his mouth at her throat again.
As she'd suggested, he wasn't looking for a quiet night.
It was certainly a new habit, one that had been trained and encouraged in the past month. And one that she thought was her own fault.
It didn't feel very quiet at all. Not from his cool touch over her skin, or the way he focused on her neck, light and sweet as the touch was. The teeth weren't coming out, but she still squirmed, trying for that sweet friction.
Her nipple rose under his touch, and she made to rub her hands over his shoulders, his arms, drifting down to his sides.
There were few habits easier to train than ones that felt quite so good, and Armand didn't see any fault in encouraging it. What's wrong with relief in a world with so little of it?
Armand knew how to make her squirm, and this time he left her there for now instead of pushing further. He kissed his way up the other side of her neck, lingering at the edge of her jaw a moment before returning to her mouth. He ran thumb over her nipple and down the side of her breast. He rubs circles on her hip where he's settled his hand.
He also kept her still, pressing her back down if she tried to move forward. Touch turning too gentle to offer greater relief.
Concerning everything was so miserable right now, and he could help her forget a little while...why not indulge, go with this habit.
But he was making her squirm, knew exactly how much pressure to keep her still. She wrapped her arms around him, stroking over his back, but not pulling him close. That would get in the way of his hand, and the hand on her breast.
It might have made her kiss was a little more fierce, firmer then she would have been normally. It was so sweet, very gentle, and usually she liked him gentle.
Armand was used to acting for the sake of other people. It's one of the few ways that did push him to take action. He didn't see any reason to think about it.
He was always gentle, and that hasn't changed. Even as he proved how teasing a gentle touch could be. His hand left her breast for her cheek as she kissed him a touch more fiercely. He could feel the heat of her body, running far hotter than him in the room's mild temperature.
But he let up on the pressure so that she could move a little more as he stroked her back.
Armand could focus on Aerith, and Aerith could focus on pleasure. It was a win win situation for both of them, really.
His coolness helped, and she settled as she was given more leeway to move. Her kiss gentled, and she kept the motions of her hips slight, moving to lean against him chest to chest.
Her hands went from fisting his shirt, to slowly stroking his back. It seemed all she wanted, was just a little bit of relief.
He helped her settle, his hand steady against her back as he kissed her. He let the relief sink in, as she pressed against them and grew cooler again. He let time pass like that, just enjoying the gentle exchange, before his hands slid down to her hips. He settled them there, his palms steady but long fingers rubbing the bare skin above the waistband of her skirt and occasionally slipping under the fabric.
His touch was light, but as certain as his movements always were.
Her touch felt good. Fire was dangerous to vampires, and yet when that had been the source of heat and light the desire for warmth had been enough to stand by them back when there were less 'modern' conveniences available. Armand had spent centuries down in the cold and dark, and he never wanted to return. So he soaked in the warmth of her and the feeling of the nails on his back.
It didn't make his movements any less deliberate. From the start, his experience had always been clear. He was well practiced in taking people to bed, and quick to learn her body.
His fingers sliding against her skirt waistband wouldn't be an wholly innocent touch in any case, but they carry too the reminder of what he could - and has - done.
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Date: 2025-08-04 05:14 am (UTC)He wasn't careless.
He enjoyed the taste of her emotions, certainly, but that alone wasn't enough to continue if there was too much risk.
He reached out to tilt her head up slightly so he could try for a light, swift kiss. "It is not to indulge you."
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Date: 2025-08-04 05:25 am (UTC)Even if she revived and death tolled, it might still scare her off.
And she didn't resist her face being tilted up, or the kiss. She even started to lean forward, before she dropped back to her heels.
"Thank you Armand." She leaned up to give him a swift, light kiss.
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Date: 2025-08-04 05:34 am (UTC)He didn't drop her hand.
"But you don't have to leave. Especially if you are to be gone for some time." His tone turned a little teasing. "I don't want it left easy to believe that I'm indulging you."
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Date: 2025-08-04 05:44 am (UTC)She offered a soft laugh, and her free hand came up to rest against his chest. It was almost a shove, but not quite, as she left her hand against his shirt.
"It sounds like you have an idea. Like...me keeping you company while you use your tablet?" She was teasing, a little. He might do that when she fell asleep anyway.
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Date: 2025-08-04 06:01 am (UTC)He leaned down a little so he could murmur into her ear.
"Perhaps we could see how long it could take before I indulge your every desire."
There were a lot of new experiences out there, and he hadn't introduced Aerith to edging in their encounters.
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Date: 2025-08-04 06:12 am (UTC)Aerith wasn't sure what noise she made, but it sounded fizzy.
"E-every...? Armand."
There were a lot of things she hadn't tried yet, like edging. It usually didn't take much for her to get where he wanted her to be, thanks to his experience and skilled...everything.
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Date: 2025-08-04 06:24 am (UTC)"Yes?"
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Date: 2025-08-04 06:27 am (UTC)She sputtered, and made to hide her face against his chest.
"That's the opposite of a quiet night. Very hard opposite." Her reply was muffled in his shirt.
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Date: 2025-08-04 06:31 am (UTC)He did think she'd enjoy it, for some of the same reasons that she came to him in the first place rather than someone else.
But he kept his teasing just to his words, leaving her to think about it without adding anything that he would consider more distracting.
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Date: 2025-08-04 06:48 am (UTC)Which she would do if she started reading up on cinema.
"...how...intense of a night are you thinking? I...want to make sure you have...fun." She moved her hand to lightly touch his arm, and rub her thumb against his upper arm.
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Date: 2025-08-04 07:03 am (UTC)He's had the chance to learn her body, and has always used that in their encounters. This was simply a different way to use his knowledge.
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Date: 2025-08-04 08:13 pm (UTC)Slowly, Aerith pulled out slowly from the kiss, her hand moving over his back.
"On the bed?" She offered, before she moved to lean up and kissed him.
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Date: 2025-08-04 08:27 pm (UTC)He kept a hand on her waist to keep her balanced, as he used the other to pull up her shirt. "Let me take this off." In the moment, it was the only piece of clothing he went to remove.
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Date: 2025-08-04 08:41 pm (UTC)"Oh-oh yes. Okay." She swallowed, flushed, and made to lean back a little to help him pull off her shirt. Maybe next time she came over, she'd wear a button up.
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Date: 2025-08-04 08:55 pm (UTC)Once her shirt was removed, he turned his attention to tracing her bare skin with his fingers. His hands were cooler than usual, though not unnaturally cold. Down her back and running his hand up her side up to her chest. He ran a thumb across a nipple, his mouth at her throat again.
As she'd suggested, he wasn't looking for a quiet night.
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Date: 2025-08-04 09:32 pm (UTC)It didn't feel very quiet at all. Not from his cool touch over her skin, or the way he focused on her neck, light and sweet as the touch was. The teeth weren't coming out, but she still squirmed, trying for that sweet friction.
Her nipple rose under his touch, and she made to rub her hands over his shoulders, his arms, drifting down to his sides.
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Date: 2025-08-04 09:52 pm (UTC)Armand knew how to make her squirm, and this time he left her there for now instead of pushing further. He kissed his way up the other side of her neck, lingering at the edge of her jaw a moment before returning to her mouth. He ran thumb over her nipple and down the side of her breast. He rubs circles on her hip where he's settled his hand.
He also kept her still, pressing her back down if she tried to move forward. Touch turning too gentle to offer greater relief.
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Date: 2025-08-04 10:16 pm (UTC)But he was making her squirm, knew exactly how much pressure to keep her still. She wrapped her arms around him, stroking over his back, but not pulling him close. That would get in the way of his hand, and the hand on her breast.
It might have made her kiss was a little more fierce, firmer then she would have been normally. It was so sweet, very gentle, and usually she liked him gentle.
But she usually got to move a little more too.
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Date: 2025-08-04 11:02 pm (UTC)He was always gentle, and that hasn't changed. Even as he proved how teasing a gentle touch could be. His hand left her breast for her cheek as she kissed him a touch more fiercely. He could feel the heat of her body, running far hotter than him in the room's mild temperature.
But he let up on the pressure so that she could move a little more as he stroked her back.
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Date: 2025-08-04 11:57 pm (UTC)His coolness helped, and she settled as she was given more leeway to move. Her kiss gentled, and she kept the motions of her hips slight, moving to lean against him chest to chest.
Her hands went from fisting his shirt, to slowly stroking his back. It seemed all she wanted, was just a little bit of relief.
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Date: 2025-08-05 12:17 am (UTC)His touch was light, but as certain as his movements always were.
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Date: 2025-08-05 12:40 am (UTC)His light touch on her waist made made her shiver, pressing her body firmly against his front before going still.
Or trying to. The deliberation was making her feel very aware of how easy it would be to pull it down, and off.
She tried not to squirm too much. Instead, she focused on pulling up his shirt so she could run her palms and short nails against his back.
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Date: 2025-08-05 12:55 am (UTC)It didn't make his movements any less deliberate. From the start, his experience had always been clear. He was well practiced in taking people to bed, and quick to learn her body.
His fingers sliding against her skirt waistband wouldn't be an wholly innocent touch in any case, but they carry too the reminder of what he could - and has - done.
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