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[personal profile] peskycurse 2018-07-30 07:36 pm (UTC)(link)
Maybe she could stop herself from stepping closer, but Liam had no interest in suppressing any urges, and so the distance between them was closed all the same as he took a step toward her and bent down a little so that he could speak in almost a whisper.

There was no real need to do this, he just had a tendency to add a bit of dramatic flair to most situations he found himself in. Especially those that excited him.

"Would you like to?"
saintcorrupted: (little child)

[personal profile] saintcorrupted 2018-07-30 07:41 pm (UTC)(link)
"No. I'm good." She shook her head slightly in denial, feeling as if his body radiated heat like waves, entirely too aware of how close he was, even though her eyes were closed. Finally she opened them again and moved her hand, holding the rose he had gifted her out to him. "I'm very sorry, but I am not for you."
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[personal profile] peskycurse 2018-07-30 07:50 pm (UTC)(link)
Liam accepted the rose, stroking the petals idly along his own jawbone as he smiled at her.

"Why not?"
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[personal profile] saintcorrupted 2018-07-30 07:55 pm (UTC)(link)
Drusilla crossed herself as she watched Liam, not even aware of the gesture, or else she might have realised that it was perhaps a little ridiculous. But her heart was beating fast and she wasn't sure what to say. "I don't want any man." It seemed stupid to call him a boy now. The whole thing was just a little surreal. "I don't date."
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[personal profile] peskycurse 2018-07-30 08:10 pm (UTC)(link)
It visibly pleased Liam to be referred to as a man, and her rejection didn't seem to bother him too much, or even at all.

To actually make someone cross themselves to ward him off was new, but absolutely delightful.

"And again I find myself asking why not?"
saintcorrupted: (little child)

[personal profile] saintcorrupted 2018-07-30 08:14 pm (UTC)(link)
"I want to-- want to serve the Lord." It sounded strange saying it while looking at him, but Drusilla knew it was a test of her faith, of her conviction. Unfortunately, she felt as if she was failing it. "I'm sorry. I don't want to turn you to sin."
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[personal profile] peskycurse 2018-07-30 08:25 pm (UTC)(link)
"No need to worry about that, pet."

His grin was wide and gleeful, even as he took a step back from her.

"I did that all by myself a long time ago."
Edited 2018-07-30 20:26 (UTC)
saintcorrupted: (to splinters)

[personal profile] saintcorrupted 2018-07-30 08:28 pm (UTC)(link)
"Oh." Drusilla looked at him and once more the thoughts and images came unbidden. She finally let out a prayer and then turned around, running off as fast as she possibly could, although it seemed as if her steps still didn't go as fast as her heart was beating. How could she outrun something she carried along inside her?