#senritsu is very neutral when it comes to the possibility of sleeping with kurapika:

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Sweet Dreams. // Mwahaha

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The rustling of the sheets was quiet, almost as quiet as Senritsus melodic laugh when she felt his arm wrap around her middle. Still laughing she leaned back to press her small back against Kurapikas warm chest, where she felt his content heartbeat as clear as she could hear it. Purring as sweet as a kitten the young woman turned her head and pressed a small peck against the others lips: "...mhmmm, good morning to you too." The purred words became a quiet giggle the same moment she felt his hands tickle her sides and then those words turned into a loving, melodic sigh when the same hands slipped under her t-shirt, running warm and gentle against her bare skin. She tasted his smile more than actually feeling it and the woman nipped along his lower lip just as playfully as his warm fingers ran up her chest in the tact of her sweet kisses. Tasingly the woman reached behind herself, tickling along the mans stomach behind her at the same time she stretched her neck enough to deepen the kiss and change the noises of quiet giggles into loving sighs.

The cold chains on his left hand pressed against the soft tissue of one of her breasts. Senritsu flinched back so suddenly as if she had been burned. But she could not exactly flinch back. But she could not exactly flinch back because her back was against the others chest. But she could not exactly flinch back, because her back was against Kurapikas chest and his arm was around her front to keep her in place. "-no-", the woman squirmed in his hold, muttering against the kiss as panic set in more with every other passing second. What had been before loving sighs, turned into breathless, uncomfortable weak gasps against Kurapikas lips that made it hard to breath. Senritsu whimpered, but the kiss swallowed her words: "-Kurapika, n-" By now it felt as if the delicate chainlinks were cutting into her breast like small blades that left red, hurting marks.

From one moment Senritsu woke up; eyes wide open; every single muscle in her body tensed as if she was an animal ready to run away; her hands digged into the sheets not from lust but like she had needed to hold to something panicky; and a thin, throbbing ache in her left breast because she had slept on her stomach accidentally pressing her own wrist into it. "...ah", the woman muttered sitting up hastily, rubbing the sleep out of her eyes with hands that were still trembling like from coldness: "...just typically my life. Can´t have giocoso dreams. No, not me. No, of course not me..." Her hands were still trembling. The ache in her chest was a long line around the soft tissue that felt like a chain made of broiling iron pressed against her left breast. "...calm," the woman hummed at herself, even if the humm was thin and brittle and ready to break and the aura she drenched the music of her words with felt far from soothing: "...be calm, calm down, just calm down..." She clasped her small hands together, trying to surpress the trembling by pressing them against her stomach. Yet the hotelroom was too quiet, yet the hotelroom was too quiet and she could hear the three other bodyguards soft breathing so loud as if they were screaming, yet the hotelroom was too quiet and she could hear the three other bodyguards soft breathing so loud as if they were screaming and beneath all that she could hear those chains clink, clink, CLINK. Nen was born from emotions and she heard the rage in the clinking of the chains, she heard the bloodlust in the clinking of the chains, she heard the cold brutality in the clinking of the chains from all of which this ability was forged from. Senritsu left the small hotelroom hastily, almost as if she was running away. [ @skarletchains ]

#You: write spicy things Me: nou. ANGST #senritsu is very neutral when it comes to the possibility of sleeping with kurapika: #if he wants to than why not ( AS LONG AS THERE IS FUKIN COMMUNICATION) and if he does not want to than she won´t complain #having the chance to talk to him and joke around and be happy around him and support him to reach his goals is good for her #but the mere thought of beeing touched with that chained hand ESPECIALLY IN A LOVING WAY makes her shudder in pure utter HORROR #skarletchains #v: es saß ein klein wild vöglein