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[redfortune]

...you could say that. Or a leash.

[ Well. That's more pleasant to think about, anyway. ]

[tattooism]

A leash, my, my...

[ She sounds... terribly excited to hear that. ]

How did you like the tug of the collar? Do you miss it?

[redfortune]

...I miss the woman who tugged on it.

[ She sounds a touch rueful. ]

...but it was kinda fun, in the end.

[tattooism]

Ah... That is a problem some people here do seem to suffer from.

They long for people who cannot be found here.

Have you at least found someone who reminds you? Or are you the sort that rejects such comforts?

[redfortune]

...I have people here who I'd miss, yeah. Who give me - what? Joy? Yeah. That's a good word for it.

[tattooism]

Mmmmnnnn, no, that's not what I'm asking~

[ The long hum becomes a bit teasing... but also, she's genuinely asking. For. Reasons. ]

I'm asking if there's anyone here in the Golden Peacock you're attracted to because they remind you of her. In looks, or how they act...

Or if you're one of those people who would feel awful if they did such a thing.

[redfortune]

...oh.

[ She laughs a little awkwardly and her voice drops. ]

...I can't really say it'd feel awful. No one here is her. And I can't get back to her anytime soon, so if I was worried about being loyal that's gone out the window. Besides, we weren't - we hadn't figured out what we were.

[ Another pause. ]

You remind me of her a bit sometimes, honestly.

[tattooism]

Hmmm... ?

[ Kiritsubo does quite a good job of sounding as if she had not angled to get to this place, humming as if simply curious. ]

What part of me?

[redfortune]

...I think part of it is the hair.

[ Red admits. ]

She was blonde. And... sometimes you have a very similar sorta - uh. Seductive air. [ This is awkward. And yet- ]

[tattooism]

The hair, hmm... ? And my seductive air...

[ On the other end of the line... Kiritsubo shifts. It's silent. Red will never know. But it's all a part of the character. ]

So do you think I could do it? Seduce you?

[redfortune]

...I'd say you've made a pretty good start.

[ God, that's embarrassing to admit. But this feels like the moment to say it. ]

I've enjoyed when we've talked, you know.

[tattooism]

But only a start... ?

[ Is this not the perfect time? No one else is up... it's just them on the phone... ]

Now, you know I have to ask what I would have to do to make a past tense verb... I was planning to do it over the phone tonight, but...

[redfortune]

I mean... you do a good job.

[ She laughs, awkward but endeared. ]

Otherwise I wouldn't have picked up in the first place.

[tattooism]

So what you’re saying is I have a path forward~

[ The husky chuckle is warm and low over the phone. ]

Although, we are separated… How would I be doing, I wonder, if I were there, creeping into your bed… ?

[redfortune]

Ah-

[ Red's breath catches and there's a moment of silence as she tries to figure out a response. ]

Think there might be open arms for you, honestly. It's nice to just... indulge occasionally. Right?

[tattooism]

I certainly think so.

[ A little breath, a little pause... That is a promising sound... ]

Open arms, hmm... ?

But what if I said I wasn't there to cuddle... ?

[redfortune]

I can use my hands for other things. Right?

[tattooism]

Can you... ?

[ Kiritsubo's voice is a sultry little tease, trailing off as if to say "go on..." ]

[redfortune]

There's touch.

[ She's just a little hesitant. Then she carries on. ]

I'd like to feel you. Your skin. Your warmth. To kiss you, if I can.

[ It's a start, right? ]

[tattooism]

[ A little hesitant is fine. Let them begin with her a little hesitant. Kiritsubo is quite good at coaxing. ]

And if I said that you could... ?

That I would willingly leave my clothes behind on the floor of your room so that you might feel my skin and warmth all the better... ?

[redfortune]

Then I would.

[ Red breathes. She can't quiet believe she's letting herself indulge - but it feels good to let go a little. It feels good to let her heart race and everything else pulse. Warm. ]

I would welcome you. I'd - touch you. Feel the way you moved under my fingers.

[ Not quite explicit. ]

[tattooism]

[ Mmm… A decent start. Kiritsubo makes a sound on the other end almost like a purr, but… she’s a little to canidae for that. ]

Where… ? Where would you touch me?

[ Coaxing, but… she wants the answer. ]

[redfortune]

Your breasts. I want to touch those. I want to feel them under my fingers. The weight of them-

[ A pause. ]

...I want to run my fingers over your belly. I want to - trace the outlines of your tattoos and memorize them.

[tattooism]

Ah...

[ A little breath, released over the line, as if she had been holding her breath a bit in anticipation to see if Red would actually say something more clear. ]

I want you to touch them...

[ A soft background sound- silk sheets shifting. ]

I have so much ink... by the time you finished tracing them all, can you imagine how riled up I would have become... ? Even just your fingers would be inspiring, but perhaps... your lips... ?

[redfortune]

My lips...

[ Red pauses. There's the sound of her weight shifting; of sheets likewise rustling. ]

I'd love to use them to find every part of you; all of that ink. To - let my tongue slide over a - a nipple. To taste between your legs when you've finally been worked up-