[Setsuna's eyes widen, and his mouth opens soundlessly, at first. There's a little cry that finally follows with a hitched breath on its heels. His arm does tense and he almost pulls away, but just as the blood covers her thumb, his entire body seems to ease.]
It hurts, but there's a warm, tingly feeling right after.
[His eyes widen a little to those words, but Setsuna nods his head, firmly.]
Yeah. What do you have in mind? The fire? [He doesn't know if he's more horrified by the fact he's eager to try, or that his mouth is making the suggestion before she does.]
Uh, yes in that my husband will likely get worried, but no in a preference. [Setsuna gives it a second. His healing isn't always up to par in this place, he's had bruises for far longer than he wants, sometimes, but today....]
We don't have to worry, though. [He points to one of the first cuts that is oh-so-slowly already starting to heal.] It shouldn't be a problem.
[She tips her head as she notices the healing cuts.]
Fast healing. Nice.
[But she will shift to the other arm, just because beating up all on one is probably not the best idea anyway. She then lifts his arm, and brings the flame in closer, holding it enough for the skin to start to blister before drawing a line up his forearm.]
[That gets a light cry out of him, and for a second he almost jerks his arm back, but then Setsuna's eyes close and his voice softens, ending the cry in more of a moan.]
It still kinda hurts, but the heat feels good after a couple of seconds. [Part of him knows that's not normal for him, that maybe he should stop, before he starts asking for more, but he doesn't want to stop this.]
[Because this wasn't a thing prior to arriving in Mammon's lands. She would have noticed. She's certainly been in plenty of pain. She keeps drawing lines gently with the flame, before tipping her head to the side.]
[His head rolls back a little, eyes half-lidded. His hand even trembles a little, but he doesn't pull back, doesn't ask her to stop, or even use the safe word.]
[Blunt is the only way Setsuna understands things, and how he would do it, so respect. His wings fluff up to the question.]
Uh. Well, I like to think I'm human. But, uh, I'm sort of an angel.
Probably they already sound self-righteous in the Bible. And they did turn into demons. [Setsuna doesn't mind trashing angels, not in the slightest. Except for one he met in Hell.]
[His wings shudder a little under Josie's touch, but he lets out a pleasurable sigh, eyes closing for a second. He definitely isn't going to stop her.] They're really sensitive, too.
Where I'm from, all supernatural creatures have their own inherent magic. Only witches can channel it into spells, but if they need an extra power boost, they can borrow from a vampire or a werewolf to augment their own power. It doesn't affect them really, and the magic replenishes itself on it's own.
[Josie grins before reaching forward and placing a hand on his arm gently. She closes her eyes, and her hands take on a red glow as she draws that angelic energy into her well of magic. Setsuna likely doesn't feel much, maybe a slight tug on the core of his power, but it stops almost as soon as it appears.
She doesn't have to take much to feel the effects.
Her eyes widen as the rush overtakes her, and she can't help the slight giggle as the high settles.]
Wow. That is a rush.
[She might be a little distracted from the task at hand now, sorry Sets.]
[While it's healing, his arm still feels a little raw, and he's still high on the effects. He barely feels a tug on his energy, and gives a light moan.]
It is? Does it feel different from taking other magic?
[He didn't mind, for now, that Josie was otherwise occupied.]
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It hurts, but there's a warm, tingly feeling right after.
{He looks at Josie, confused.] Do it again.
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[But far be it from her to deny the request. She repeats the gesture, pushing against a different part of the slice and watching her reaction.]
Was it like this before? Or is this new?
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[He shakes his head, eyes half-lidded.] No. This is definitely new.
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[She tips her head to the side as she pulls her hands back.]
Ready to kick things up a notch?
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Yeah. What do you have in mind? The fire? [He doesn't know if he's more horrified by the fact he's eager to try, or that his mouth is making the suggestion before she does.]
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[She's willing to follow his lead She moves one of her hands, holding up a finger and whispering a soft:]
Incendia.
[The tip of her finger lights like a match, and she holds it still to gauge his reaction.]
We'll start small.
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That's pretty cool!
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[Because magic is pretty cool. She has no idea why her boring half is always so scared of it.]
Do you have a preference for where? Like you don't have an S.O. that's going to be worried if you come back with burns or anything?
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We don't have to worry, though. [He points to one of the first cuts that is oh-so-slowly already starting to heal.] It shouldn't be a problem.
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Fast healing. Nice.
[But she will shift to the other arm, just because beating up all on one is probably not the best idea anyway. She then lifts his arm, and brings the flame in closer, holding it enough for the skin to start to blister before drawing a line up his forearm.]
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It still kinda hurts, but the heat feels good after a couple of seconds. [Part of him knows that's not normal for him, that maybe he should stop, before he starts asking for more, but he doesn't want to stop this.]
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[Because this wasn't a thing prior to arriving in Mammon's lands. She would have noticed. She's certainly been in plenty of pain. She keeps drawing lines gently with the flame, before tipping her head to the side.]
So, at the risk of being blunt, what are you?
[Yes, because that's the way to do it.]
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[Blunt is the only way Setsuna understands things, and how he would do it, so respect. His wings fluff up to the question.]
Uh. Well, I like to think I'm human. But, uh, I'm sort of an angel.
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[But it makes sense, based on the power that she can feel rolling off him.]
So those wings aren't just for show?
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No. [Setsuna shakes his head.] I actually have six of them, but these two are stuck.
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[She feels like angels would probably be uptight dicks, especially from her world. Nothing nice is ever nice.]
They're nice, though. Pretty.
[Her free hand reaches up and brushes gently along the edges of his wings.]
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[His wings shudder a little under Josie's touch, but he lets out a pleasurable sigh, eyes closing for a second. He definitely isn't going to stop her.] They're really sensitive, too.
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[Her voice trails off because how to phrase it. The fire on her fingers flickers out as her focus is drawn elsewhere.]
The kind of witch I am, I have to draw power from other things. Can I ... I've never borrowed magic from an angel before?
[And she's curious.]
It won't hurt you.
[Even though that's kind of the point of what they're doing.]
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Uh, how would that work?
I don't think I've let anyone just take magic from me, before. Like that.
[He's not against it. He's just not sure, yet.]
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[She's never really had to explain it before.]
Where I'm from, all supernatural creatures have their own inherent magic. Only witches can channel it into spells, but if they need an extra power boost, they can borrow from a vampire or a werewolf to augment their own power. It doesn't affect them really, and the magic replenishes itself on it's own.
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Okay. Go for it. Tell me what angel energy does for you.
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She doesn't have to take much to feel the effects.
Her eyes widen as the rush overtakes her, and she can't help the slight giggle as the high settles.]
Wow. That is a rush.
[She might be a little distracted from the task at hand now, sorry Sets.]
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It is? Does it feel different from taking other magic?
[He didn't mind, for now, that Josie was otherwise occupied.]
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[How to explain it?]
It's concentrated? Something super potent and gives you a bit of a buzz.
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[He can't help the curiosity.] Angel magic is like booze?
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