[Even as Atem grasps the side of her jaw, even as he exposes more and more of her throat, she doesn't even attempt to struggle. Instead, she tries to breathe slowly, in through her nose, and out through her mouth. This is, apparently, also going to be some form of game, and one she's extremely determined to win.
So of course, when the stale air supporting his voice drifts over her neck and ear, her eyes narrow at first. Roulette? What the hell was that supposed to mean? There's a swell of her heartbeat. Still, she's docile for the moment, not fighting yet, because he hasn't explained. And Celeste is ever-so deliberately choosing to trust him but...
"Survive"
That objective alone turns her determination to win, to best him, and turns it on it's head. In a moment of upset, Celeste opens her mouth to call him an asshole and of course, that is the moment that a pair of fangs sink into her neck-
So it just dissolves into a choked, pained noise instead. In a moment of instinctual defense, Celeste grits her own sharpened teeth and one of her hands fly up to dig her fingers into the back of his jacket. She stops herself before doing anything besides clutching on uselessly. Even if he's hurting her, she agreed to this, and apparently she has to survive.
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So of course, when the stale air supporting his voice drifts over her neck and ear, her eyes narrow at first. Roulette? What the hell was that supposed to mean? There's a swell of her heartbeat. Still, she's docile for the moment, not fighting yet, because he hasn't explained. And Celeste is ever-so deliberately choosing to trust him but...
"Survive"
That objective alone turns her determination to win, to best him, and turns it on it's head. In a moment of upset, Celeste opens her mouth to call him an asshole and of course, that is the moment that a pair of fangs sink into her neck-
So it just dissolves into a choked, pained noise instead. In a moment of instinctual defense, Celeste grits her own sharpened teeth and one of her hands fly up to dig her fingers into the back of his jacket. She stops herself before doing anything besides clutching on uselessly. Even if he's hurting her, she agreed to this, and apparently she has to survive.
She's gonna get him back for this.]