(oda can tell she is closer but still does not open his eyes. he does not mention it but the fact that she is interested in a repeat tryst does wonders for his ego. really his mind is made up but he would not make it so simple.)
I assure you: my room is far better. (a pause, a smirk.) How will you woo me?
[Sombra does actually think about it for a moment, mesmerized by the mood that seems to have come over Oda. She looks towards the entrance of the onsen proper before turning her attention back to him.
Her voice goes warm, playing up it's sweetness, her expression coy and inviting. ]
(despite his temporarily cavalier attitude (maybe his vacation is actually helping him unwind), oda still finds himself flushing at sombra's confession. he sets his jaw, trying to decide how to reply.)
(oda supresses a shudder but makes no move to stop her. yet. he knows better to move things to his room if she pushes too far here. he tilts his head to catch her lips in a half-kiss, half-bite.)
You could, (oda concedes but considers if now is when he need stop her. even if they are alone there are bath attendants nearby and the last thing he wants are rumors to start.)
(oda nods and stands in all his naked glory to wade back towards the water's edge where he had left his towel neatly folded.
this is not like him. not usually. even having been together before...but there is no denying that despite how she vexes him sombra has a definite allure.)
I will wait for you after dressing, (oda advises, glancing her way as he towels dry.)
[Sombra doesn't bother hiding the way her gaze rolls over him as he exits the water, recommitting his tattoos to memory. She exits not long after him, drying with her own towel.
She knows it's likely an outlier, considering that Oda is on vacation but she finds herself a little enamored of this more confident side of him.]
(he flashes a smirk, nodding as he breezes back through the curtain into the dressing room.
oda wills himself not to overthink. it is a casual matter, not unlike the first time. and she is not contracted by arasaka this time which goes a ways to making it all feel less complicated. he dresses meticulously into his casual fare: a black button-down dress shirt, slacks, and a red and black patterned haori. one satisfied with his reflection oda exits the spa area and waits just as he had said.)
[Sombra returns to her section of the dressing area, acutely aware of the butterflies this situation was causing. After the pool's warmth, her backless dress left her feeling a little exposed. Worth, if Oda's looks and manners were any indications, but something about this felt a little different. She was glad she didn't have to worry about working the next day.
Exiting the spa area, she flashed a smile at Oda.]
Mm. If you say so. (oda replies dismissively. he is glad their paths crossed, though, so he would not feel his evening was wasted. he offers an arm politely as they walk towards the main set of elevators.)
[Recalling how easily he'd tossed her to the center of the bed after her little show of defiance, calling it gentle of all things brought a little flush to her cheeks.
She eyed the panel displaying the floors as they rose and was reminded that she was fooling around with one of Arasaka's best, point blank. Leaning against the wall of the elevator, Sombra looked at him hungrily.]
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It’s nice. Like a sauna but more effective.
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There is a reason there are those who spend hours in these places.
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I can see why. [Easing a little closer, she drank in the details of his relaxed face greedily.]
What’s the plan after this?
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I am considering it.
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[She eases even closer, intimate perhaps but still behaving. For now.]
There goes my plan of inviting you to mine. [She chuckles a little.] How do I convince you, then?
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I assure you: my room is far better. (a pause, a smirk.) How will you woo me?
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[Sombra does actually think about it for a moment, mesmerized by the mood that seems to have come over Oda. She looks towards the entrance of the onsen proper before turning her attention back to him.
Her voice goes warm, playing up it's sweetness, her expression coy and inviting. ]
Am I allowed to misbehave, Oda-san?
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Do as you see fit.
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I thought of you, y’know?
[Her voice is quiet, just for the two of them as she rests her hand on his thigh under the water.]
When I was alone and lonely…
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And what did you do with your thoughts of me?
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[Turning to whisper into his ear, she continued.]
I wondered what your mouth would be like, how you would taste…
[Her touch drifted a little higher.]
Wanna know what else I thought about?
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Tell me.
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I could.
[Pulling away slightly, she gave him a self-satisfied smirk.]
But then again, I could just show you.
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Not here.
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[She echoes. Sombra makes a show of pouting, settling back into the water as if they hadn't been moments from doing something scandalous.]
Then I guess I should come back to yours.
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Do you wish to spend more time here or...?
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I think I'm sufficiently relaxed. Shall we?
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this is not like him. not usually. even having been together before...but there is no denying that despite how she vexes him sombra has a definite allure.)
I will wait for you after dressing, (oda advises, glancing her way as he towels dry.)
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She knows it's likely an outlier, considering that Oda is on vacation but she finds herself a little enamored of this more confident side of him.]
See you out there.
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oda wills himself not to overthink. it is a casual matter, not unlike the first time. and she is not contracted by arasaka this time which goes a ways to making it all feel less complicated. he dresses meticulously into his casual fare: a black button-down dress shirt, slacks, and a red and black patterned haori. one satisfied with his reflection oda exits the spa area and waits just as he had said.)
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Exiting the spa area, she flashed a smile at Oda.]
You know, vacationing looks good on you.
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I dislike the lack of structure.
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Of course, you'd complain about being off.
[As they approached the elevator, she gave Oda a sly look.]
Y'know, I'm not going to make it easy for you this time.
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And my having to physically pick you up was "easy"?
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[Recalling how easily he'd tossed her to the center of the bed after her little show of defiance, calling it gentle of all things brought a little flush to her cheeks.
She eyed the panel displaying the floors as they rose and was reminded that she was fooling around with one of Arasaka's best, point blank. Leaning against the wall of the elevator, Sombra looked at him hungrily.]
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