IC: Soiree continuations

[thekingsgambit]

[Allll the delayed party hijinks for Zero and Lelouch will go here.]

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[criticalbit.livejournal.com]

. . . I should be getting back.

Thank you for keeping me in the know.

[bitingcynicism.livejournal.com]

[Half-shrugs]

... We need to work together right now. Klaus is dangerous.

[criticalbit.livejournal.com]

I agree. Still . . . I wanted to say it. I'm grateful.

[bitingcynicism.livejournal.com]

... All right.

[criticalbit.livejournal.com]

. . . have a good night.

[moves to walk past him]

[criticalbit.livejournal.com]

[ . . . until . . . she stops . . .








oh no]

[bitingcynicism.livejournal.com]

What is it?

[—Wait. What is this terrible feeling of foreboding I sense?]

[criticalbit.livejournal.com]

[Taking this moment with her back to him to CURSE CAMP UP AND DOWN IN HER HEAD and gather up her courage.]

. . . I can't move any farther.

[bitingcynicism.livejournal.com]

[Well great neither can I. I was having a decent night too. Judith promised me miso. :(

Gripping his arm harshly.]

... Where is it?

[criticalbit.livejournal.com]

[I am so sorry the possibility of kissing me is such a downer!!

Slowly turning to search for it.]

Ehm . . . I didn't see any here before . . .

[bitingcynicism.livejournal.com]

[It's the stupid FEELINGS that are the downer. As they tend to get LOUDER during these times. Like. Right now.]

... It must've just shown up...

[Annnnd there goes that focus.]

[criticalbit.livejournal.com]

G-geez, of course. Camp couldn't let us just go on our way.

[bitingcynicism.livejournal.com]

Yeah...

[The rest of this is the most forced control you can imagine, like every word carries its own challenge. And some take longer than others, almost as if they were catching.]

But there's no point to fighting it... It will only repeat what happened last time... We can control it this way.

[Takes a step closer.]

[criticalbit.livejournal.com]

[Taken aback by this, eyes wide.]

A-ah . . . control it . . . ?

[bitingcynicism.livejournal.com]

So we don't...

[Wow, words are hard right now. Especially when there are awesome distractions like the sound of pulsing blood. Oh and MEMORIES.]

[criticalbit.livejournal.com]

--r-right. I understand.

[THOSE ARE QUITE DISTRACTING. Like the nostalgic scent as she comes closer in, and remembering back to when she could casually touch him.]

[bitingcynicism.livejournal.com]

[Might be taking her wrist now. You know. And bridging the cap between them. Trying very hard to blank out the rest of his thoughts.]

[criticalbit.livejournal.com]

[S-so manly, Zero.

Stiff and full of UNSURE . . . can't hurt Zero again, can't hurt Kaname again, can't lose herself.]

[bitingcynicism.livejournal.com]

[Breathing out slightly rough and taking time with each sentence.]

It's fine... It doesn't mean anything.

You are still... his.

[bitingcynicism.livejournal.com]

[Though this kiss probably belies those words a bit...]

[criticalbit.livejournal.com]

[Obviously it means something. Since meeting Zero not a single moment with him has ever been meaningless to her.

Returning that kiss, bringing her free hand up to the side of his face.]

[bitingcynicism.livejournal.com]

[So that trying to think of something else? NOT REALLY WORKING. Because all his mind wants to do is return to that time when he wanted so much to have just this. Of course, it was as impossible then as it is now. And even knowing that, amid these familiar scents, her touch on his cheek, and so many memories of a young girl who always just wanted to find someway to help him, he can't stop himself from wanting more.

His hand cups the back of her neck as he kisses deeper, the simple concept of need overtaking everything else.

Yuuki.]

[criticalbit.livejournal.com]

[DETACHMENT IS HARD, OKAY. Her ears are tuned to his heartbeat as she strokes her hand back into his hair. The pureblood she forced on him mixed with his own pumping through his veins . . . is that why he's holding her tighter?

All of the feelings are getting jumbled up and confused. Right now . . . are they only chasing ghosts of who they used to be?]

[bitingcynicism.livejournal.com]

[Part of him wishes he could convince himself it was just the pull of her blood, that this desperation, this hunger, racing through him is just the vampire's basic instinct. But no matter how much that monster is pining for pureblood, that other part of his conscious, the part that he is trying fervently to ignore, knows this is much more than that. And as he loses himself in the kiss, he realizes it is that part keeping his blood-lust at bay.

But if it's not blood-lust....]