007 | [ video ] Curse: Handcuffed for a day - backdated to morning

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[ Diva's profile appears on the screen, a pleased smile on her face as she drapes across something, something solid, something…

Grey? ]

Don't bother looking for me. I'll be busy-- [ She hissed at the rasp of razor sharp hair against her skin as the man underneath her groaned. His shift caused her wrist to bleed underneath the handcuff. He was made out of stone. But she didn't mind. Not at all. In fact, she practically breathed his name as she leaned forward, whispering. ] Zelgadis... Remember me?

[ and then she dropped the phone as she bent to kiss his mouth, his muffled protest hot on her lips before a sudden crash is heard and a yell of protest as they both crash to the ground, bound together.

And then there's only laughter as Diva's voice rings through the air. This curse, she didn't mind at all. ]

((ooc: Responses likely to come from both Diva and Zelgadis!))

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[He blinks, then slowly, slowly flushes even more deeply, but this time there's no flailing to match it.]

[Perfect? No one ever called him anything like that. Not even he thought anything like that! And yet he's here against his will, and she has no care for what he wants... still, he can't entirely deny that being complimented is -- nice. In a way.]

You're... teasing. [She has to be.]

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[ she lightly rubbed her chin against his, reveling in the roughness of it. ]

Why would I tease? [ of course she's always teasing, but she means every word she says. Lies are just... ugly and take so much work ]

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[He's almost too stunned to react, so all she gets is a turn of his head. Besides, the pebbles in his skin are ever so slightly sensitive -- not that it's saying much when taken with how little physical sensation he feels, but it's enough to perk his nerves up.] You have strange taste.

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[ she hummed, lightly, darting in to lick at his neck, at the hard protrusions giving texture to otherwise smooth stone even as she slid a knee along his leg. ]

And you taste delicious.

[ salty, wind worn, wonderful friction. It wasn't often she felt the need to taste stone, but when other senses failed, whenever other senses left her, she still had taste. It was in her blood. ]