Lucy frowns at the question, "No I... I was training-" It only hurts for a moment -? Why can't she move away? Move - MOVE damnit -"What do you think... you're doing..?" Ugh it's disgusting how sluggish she felt. She didn't feel THIS tired when she left - was it something this guy was doing? Some kind of magic OH MY GOD HIS HANDS ARE LIKE ICE.
"S...Stop -" Her hand in his twitched as he brought it to his face, brown eyes widening in alarm at the sight of him biting her thumb, a sharp gasp escaping. "L... let..." Come on Lucy don't just -stand- there and let this happen. Is this the extent of your strength of will?
HELL NO. But it still took a fair amount of effort for her to even move a LITTLE the way she wanted to, and she certainly didn't want him putting his hands on her, this ... alabaster... vampire. Whatever he did, it was hard to focus enough to move - to try to stop but - she had to. She had to.
To think she wrote about vampires in her stories, and never once thought she'd ever encounter one. Nonetheless, she cringed at the feel of his hand against her cheek, her body straining to pull her hand back. "Let -GO- of me!" She demanded.
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Lucy frowns at the question, "No I... I was training-" It only hurts for a moment -? Why can't she move away? Move - MOVE damnit -"What do you think... you're doing..?" Ugh it's disgusting how sluggish she felt. She didn't feel THIS tired when she left - was it something this guy was doing? Some kind of magic OH MY GOD HIS HANDS ARE LIKE ICE.
"S...Stop -" Her hand in his twitched as he brought it to his face, brown eyes widening in alarm at the sight of him biting her thumb, a sharp gasp escaping. "L... let..." Come on Lucy don't just -stand- there and let this happen. Is this the extent of your strength of will?
HELL NO. But it still took a fair amount of effort for her to even move a LITTLE the way she wanted to, and she certainly didn't want him putting his hands on her, this ... alabaster... vampire. Whatever he did, it was hard to focus enough to move - to try to stop but - she had to. She had to.
To think she wrote about vampires in her stories, and never once thought she'd ever encounter one. Nonetheless, she cringed at the feel of his hand against her cheek, her body straining to pull her hand back. "Let -GO- of me!" She demanded.