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❛ Oh .ᐣ You actually surprised me . ❜
Her expression actually changes for the first time this encounter . Contrary to the other .
❛ Seems I was mistaken . Best you leave then , before anyone gets any more ideas about you . ❜
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Her eyes narrow as she exhales through her nose, one hand briefly brushing her mouth while she gathers herself.
“…Satisfied? —— Good. Then don’t expect me to make a scene just because you’re persistent.”
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She wouldn't give the maiden time to protest . Hands grip her shoulder , sudden strength forces her forward to Lénore , where they entangle in a lip swelling kiss .
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❛ Hm . . .ᐣ ❜ Her head tilts slightly to the side . Vacant of trust . Suspicions rise , and the urge to uncover the truth takes over .
❛ You have yet to leave . . . Which means I have a obligation to fulfill . ❜
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Her jaw sets, but the accusation lands a little too cleanly. Crimson eyes flick aside for half a second before snapping back, pride already scrambling to bury the evidence.
“Embarrassed? About you? —— Hah. Keep dreaming. You’re mistaking irritation for something flattering.”
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❛ Why were you so insisted on calling my bluff .ᐣ ❜
Of course they wouldn't back down . Instead , they only stepped closer . Chest to chest . Dark brown narrowed eyes, unflinching.
❛ There's something you're far too embarrassed to admit , isn't there .ᐣ
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Jeanne’s fingers stay pressed to her cheek, disbelief slowly curdling into a glare as she squares herself toward the maid.
“I thought you were bluffing. —— Who the hell actually follows through on that?”
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❛ Of course I did . You entered into MY booth . You should have expected this . ❜
Voice remains cold, and uncaring. She crosses her arms below her breast and watches with narrow eyes .
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Jeanne goes rigid at the kiss, eyes widening for one bare second before her expression curdles into heat and offense. A hand rises to her cheek as though checking for damage.
“…Did you seriously just do that? —— You’ve got nerve, maid.”
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❛ H'oh .ᐣ . . I think I like you . Although , do not be misunderstood . You are no king of mine , but I'll happily accept you as a sparring partner . ❜
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Lénore admired @TaintedPyro
aesthetic . Also those eyes , it held the pride of someone who's seen death countless times . A tender kiss to their cheek . Could possibly be more in the future .⠀⠀ ㅤ͏ ͏
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Tis unfortunate . . I had thought to just enjoy some afternoon tea but it would seem I found myself in a compromising position . . . I shall await for help . Till then— 𝘴𝘪𝘱𝘴
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Metal heels protested against the floor boards . Too stunned to actually speak and only truly silenced once behind the closed doors of her mistress' private chambers .
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❛ Exposure therapy .ᐣ ❜
She repeated the word , testing it on her tongue like tasting fine wine .
❛ M'Lady , you don't actually mean— .ᐟ.ᐣ ❜
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" We will be doing exposes therapy , you will be coming with me . "
That finger quickly moved off their chin , as that same hand shot down , gripping the maid by their dress before yanking them with her incredible strength taking them to the bedroom .
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Her gestures weren't too concerning . Rather , it was the immense strength the owner possessed . How could someone so slender , so regal , be capable of dragging the maid and her athletic build like luggage .ᐣ .ᐟ
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