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[So I apparently thought to renew this journal but not the one for some variety of murderbirb? I have no idea what pastme was doing.
But. It's been a long couple months for a certain siren and the prince she technically probably kidnapped a little bit. One has to assume that by now, they have been picked up by the northerners, and there's been a funny game where everyone involved knows who Renn is, but Kohane has basically straight up denied answering that directly to anyone, because plausible deniability is the best party trick. How she's getting away with basically continually lying to the King with a straight face is a mystery for the ages.
But, they've been put up somewhere and so, tired from another round of "no, he's totally just some other guy named renn, wow he does look a lot like the prince isn't that weird", Kohane's come back to wherever they're staying. You know. Having left Renn to his own devices in a new country with a probably unprecedented amount of freedom with his time.
She's not smart.]
But. It's been a long couple months for a certain siren and the prince she technically probably kidnapped a little bit. One has to assume that by now, they have been picked up by the northerners, and there's been a funny game where everyone involved knows who Renn is, but Kohane has basically straight up denied answering that directly to anyone, because plausible deniability is the best party trick. How she's getting away with basically continually lying to the King with a straight face is a mystery for the ages.
But, they've been put up somewhere and so, tired from another round of "no, he's totally just some other guy named renn, wow he does look a lot like the prince isn't that weird", Kohane's come back to wherever they're staying. You know. Having left Renn to his own devices in a new country with a probably unprecedented amount of freedom with his time.
She's not smart.]
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...Kohane?
[He's smiling a bit wide.]
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...I love you. I--I really...
[She is struggling with the words, a little.]
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It's fine. I love you too.
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[She's leaning into his hand, some.
And also just. Casually undoing his pants. She hasn't gotten gropey but. Um.]
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[He'll just continue this sweet moment until she goes for something involving those undone pants of his.]
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[How about she nuzzles into his cheek, while getting a touch, uh, handsy, down there. Because being totally sweet while she starts to jerk him off isn't totally unbalancing.]
Do you want me to?
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[I mean seriously why would he want to?]
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[And with that she's licking right up his neck and getting downright ruthless downstairs. He might have her a bit fired up from all that ear teasing.]
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Aah... for the ears...?
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[Yeah she's going to fucking town with this.]
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[Yeah turns out he has no real response to this!]
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Hehehe...you're cute when you're flustered~
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You talk big... but that just worked you up, didn't it?
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[Yeah, that's obvious bait. She figures he'll take it anyway, though.]
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[He's tilting his head some, and sitting back up, gauging her response.]
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[Like, seriously, you're not Aulus.
...Which on an aside would make someone less turned-on than she is wonder if anyone's bothered to tell Renn his eldest brother's probably still alive, but.]
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You're making me realize a lot of new things about myself, Kohane...
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[Her smirk hasn't faltered yet but, well, she's totally naked and really oversensitive to touch right now. There's some shivering going on.]
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Yeah? Not out for yourself, here?
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[Yeah her hips kind of jump a little when he gets down there, and she's sagging back onto the bed when he goes for her breasts. He's got her at his mercy, her big talk aside.]
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[If she's falling back he'll lean over her, still being a clittease, but forgoing her breasts for a second to whisper that in one of her ears.]
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[Well, she's going to try to lick his ear if he's that close, in some vain attempt to slow down what's happening, but, well. it's probably not going to work out how she'd like it.]
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[He'll respond to her earlick -- which does get him shuddering -- with one of his own, though he's also moving his hand.]
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