death remained unmoved despite the playful assault upon their composure. even as teeth found their fingers and warmth ghosted against the exposed column of their throat, there came no flinch— only the faintest curl threatening the corner of pale lips.⠀˝mm, is that so?˝⠀the words fell scarcely above a whisper, yet carried the weight of a tolling funeral bell. however, this hand rose to resist and rests behind calliope's the nape, neither forceful nor possessive, merely enough to keep her where she had willingly wandered. their gaze drifts between the two identical maidens surrounding them, chartreuse irises glimmering with quiet amusement. death inclined their head just enough for their breath to brush against calliope's counterpart whom planted a short–lived kiss, the ear targeted with a delightful purr.⠀˝such a vixen, this one is.. very well. if words fail to temper you, perhaps a demonstration shall.˝⠀the free hand began its sauntered touch upon the raven. it lays a momentary purchase upon a pliable waist and a careful caress followed by the hip, essentially cupping the mound of her backside.⠀˝but of course, i cannot just leave the other to feel neglected.. how could i?˝⠀emerald hues narrowed, a sidelong glance casting to their shoulder.
