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[venaris]

( it's that glance over her shoulder that suggests yeah, she's got everything to do with just how whipped that guard was behind the desk. a girl with a prowess like her could ravel just about anything around their finger, and he's not naive enough to see that he wasn't one of those little ribbons himself. he's callous everywhere she's soft, hands impossibly warm, supple in their hold as she guides him through the winding dormitory.

a low noise; something thoughtful, eyes roaming the hall and every so often taking a gander behind them to ensure there wasn't someone out strolling the halls at such an hour, anyone with a little too nosy of sights. ) No? ( attention diverts back to her, the way white dresses compliments her figure, trying to stave off the impulsive thoughts of pressing her back against one of those walls, finding some empty room to tug her into. )

And why's that?