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tampered2007-11-05 10:37 pm
Log; Incomplete and Closed
When; Around 1-2am, Tomorrow, November 6th, 2007
Rating; Definitive R?
Characters; Ibitsu Kakuzu and [
arteryeater ] Lust [
lustydoom ]
Summary; Lust is lust, Kakuzu is Kakuzu, and the entire night and most of tomorrow is spent finding this out the easiest way possible.
Log;
Rating; Definitive R?
Characters; Ibitsu Kakuzu and [
Summary; Lust is lust, Kakuzu is Kakuzu, and the entire night and most of tomorrow is spent finding this out the easiest way possible.
Log;
He hated waiting more than anything else in the entire world, and yet, he found himself doing it more and more the longer he stayed in the City. It didn't help that the...Homunculus named Lust was, no doubt, either entirely joking about her proposition to him or making him wait at the entrance to the Lux on purpose.
' Where is she,' he thought to himself, chewing the inside of his lip rather violently.
' Where is she,' he thought to himself, chewing the inside of his lip rather violently.

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So here she was.
"Darling," she purred, leisurely making her way towards the figure obviously waiting for her. "So sorry for the delay. I didn't keep you long, did I~?"
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"...Have I been waiting long?" he parroted, uncrossing his arms as he closed the distance between them, a small smile beginning to spread across his face, "Define 'long', first, and then we'll talk~"
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As she teased, the homunculus filed some mental notes about the person before her. He definitely wasn't human. Interesting. As of this moment, Lust wasn't sure what to catagorize him as, so she contented herself to merely observe.
"So where are we headed, Kakuzu?" she lilted. "Inside, or somewhere else?"
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She turned to look at him with her friendliest smile. Lust was used to playing a role for men to get what she wanted, and she was fairly good at discerning what they responded to the best. From what she'd observed, this one liked sharp humor and something of an edge, but probably wanted to think she didn't hate him.
"So what's good here? I don't often come for the culinary experience."
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Kakuzu knew that he was being too accommodating. That he was, rather stupidly, giving too much away all at once, but it didn't matter. If Lust had wanted him dead, she would have tried to kill him by now, and telling her the truth in an effort to see what kind of person she was would serve him better than trying to the same thing through lies.
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"What tickles your palate, darling?
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"Something aged, preferably," he said, standing next to the bar as he waited for Lust to take a seat. "Maybe a nice bottle of Koshu Sake, for old time's sake."
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As she spoke she crossed her legs and demurely trailed her hand down her thigh to smooth her skirt. If anything, two or three hundred years had taught her a thing or two about getting the opposite sex's attention.
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"You'll just have to wait and see to find out," the Sower said, his eyes reflecting his slight amusement. "After all, where's the fun in giving everything away on the first date?"
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Her catlike eyes flicked to look at Kakuzu with an almost dangerous smirk.
"And I never give everything away if I can help it."
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"I never expect anything, in this life," Kakuzu replied, leaning onto the arm he had just propped up onto the bar as the tone of his voice became decidedly harsher than what it had been. "But whenever I see something of importance or interest to me, I tend to pursue it until it is mine."
He stretched, then, and, sending small trail of thread out of the palm of his hand, grabbed the nearest bottle of what he hoped was something alcoholic.
"For ill or worse."
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"So you hope to make me yours?" she remarked, noting his string work. "Are you going to tie me down with one of those threads until I break?"
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Kakuzu shrugged at her question, already busying himself with the task of opening the bottle of...wine? he had practically stolen.
"But, again, that's not something you find out on our first meeting."
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"We don't need to wait that long, I think." he mock-growled, keeping his pace and his features neutral as a small amount of thread exited from underneath the pads of his fingertips, slowly coiling and threading themselves down through the fabric of her dress until they touched skin. "Unless the getting there is less important than the having, in these things."
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"It's the build-up that makes the ending so much better," she remarked pointedly, running her hand down a little further.
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"Sometimes, I suppose," he remarked rather off-handedly, his tone of voice aloof in the extreme. "But have you never wondered what would happen if the build-up never ended?"
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"There would be no gratification then," she said coolly. "It would be terribly disappointing."
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The threads curled around her thigh, encircling it before branching up, and up, and up, the black material slowly brushing against her most intimate of places and already finding her wet with desire. "Though I suppose you would know all about these things, seeing as they are your namesake."
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"I know quite a bit," she murmured, brushing his skin with her lips delicately. "And I'm no fragile human. But if you really want to see what I can do, you'd better get me back to your place, fast."
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"Point. Taken," he murmured, allowing the Homunculus to have her little victory as he suddenly changed directions. "Though, I think I've changed my mind about about waiting that long."