#[ jumpscared by feelings and had to double up on bullying ]

[daemonusdea]

Rover performs the trust test, placing a finger under her chin and lifting. ;)

here we go bitch. – - @wandcrng.

   The line of her brow creases together, the hint of roiling question and suspicion, her single eye sharpening along with it as she feels his finger slide under her chin. The little igniting of warmth floods her again ( just how much of it is from his body heat alone? ), and what would garner swift, excruciating, painful judgement for daring to touch her instead garners…an oddly agreeable cooperation. Without a fight does she follow his lead, tipping her head to the flow of his guiding hand and until she’s staring back up into his voided hood. Did he understand the delicate nature of the situation, or how much luck there was to hold a ( out of the words of an entire continent ) demonic whore as close as he did without sudden demise? He was practically getting away with murder, himself.

        Zero allows a quiet moment between the two of them, uninterrupted, lingering on the touch. How ridiculous was it that she’d grown a little accustomed to his constant handling of her form with his incessant tugging her around however he pleased? Always placing her in such a way. A thing to be posed or paraded or patrolled or…protected-? A strangeness overcomes her ribs, as if something were trying to crack apart…she finally decides it’s time to deliver on her scowling facade, patience worn out.

     “ The hell’s so interesting? “ She roughly sneers, and the peaceful moment shatters with the delicate grasping of his hand with the unforgiving metal of hers, guiding it away to let her chin fall again. “ Didn’t your mommy teach you it’s rude to stare? “