[ For a second, as she tilts her head up to smile at him, his eyes meet hers. Truly meet hers... but where one would expect frustration or even outright hostility...
His slitted pupils enlarge... and for a moment, his eyes almost look human.
"You're a liar, I can tell. I know you'll never actually hurt me, you can't stand the thought. I'm sure of that much, at least!"
A feeling he can't quite describe bubbles up from within. He expects rage, grief, pain. He expects himself to lose it and end her right then and there.
And yet inexplicably... his face briefly softens, and he's sure that the Saintess can see that clearly from where she is. ]
...is that so? In that case...
[ His expression hardens once more into a wicked grin, and he suddenly starts to move once again... only now, his tail suddenly snakes between her legs and rubs up against the spot he had always avoided touching no matter what, while his clawed hand suddenly cups her chest more forcefully than before. ]
It seems I need to correct this foolish Saintess' perception of me, don't I?
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His slitted pupils enlarge... and for a moment, his eyes almost look human.
"You're a liar, I can tell. I know you'll never actually hurt me, you can't stand the thought. I'm sure of that much, at least!"
A feeling he can't quite describe bubbles up from within. He expects rage, grief, pain. He expects himself to lose it and end her right then and there.
And yet inexplicably... his face briefly softens, and he's sure that the Saintess can see that clearly from where she is. ]
...is that so? In that case...
[ His expression hardens once more into a wicked grin, and he suddenly starts to move once again... only now, his tail suddenly snakes between her legs and rubs up against the spot he had always avoided touching no matter what, while his clawed hand suddenly cups her chest more forcefully than before. ]
It seems I need to correct this foolish Saintess' perception of me, don't I?