[Tatsumi begins a question but stops before he can finish it, and the pause draws on long enough that HiMERU turns to better look at him rather than out of the corner of his eye; what he finds is more than Tatsumi simply twiddling his thumbs and trying to find the words, but the man blushing like an innocent schoolgirl who's never so much as held hands. This, just from trying to wrap his head around being "seductive"? It's equal parts amusing as it is infuriating, really.
The next movement only worsens both emotions. The couch cushion creaks under the shifting weight, and while it can't be said that Tatsumi had moved quickly, it was so unprecedented that even HiMERU's reaction is delayed.
... What is this?
Disgust churns in his stomach and turns his skin cold, his shoulders stiff and curling in to make himself smaller as Tatsumi awkwardly boxes him in, wanting to shrink away from the touch. It's so clumsy and novice that he could almost laugh, if not for the horror of it all paralyzing his every muscle. When he had suggested that Tatsumi learn from him, HiMERU had more or less envisioned that the other man would watch how a pro does it — that he would observe from afar and learn from his example. And if he was so pathetic that he still couldn't improve from that, perhaps HiMERU might have given more generous device. When necessary.
That's what he had imagined. Not whatever this is. Or whatever it's trying to be.
He thinks about lashing out at him. Letting his disdain boil over, his anger at this spineless, stupid, virgin bastard having the audacity to even try "making a move" on him (his character). Shoving him off, maybe a slap or a punch as the cherry on top. The sweetest humiliation after a brutal rejection, both well-deserved! But for as emotional as he always seems to get when it comes to Tatsumi, that... would not help his case. It's not like him, not like HiMERU to continuously slip up, and that has to change before he makes that final, fatal error. And like hell he's going to let Kazehaya Tatsumi be HiMERU's downfall again.
For HiMERU, this is child's play. He has the upper hand here, the experience, the composure; there's no way he can lose to this imbecile. All he has to play his role, and play it perfectly. He wills the tension to ebb away from his body, at least enough to adopt a lounging posture even more relaxed than before, smirking evenly at Tatsumi.]
Hmm. So this is the scene you're concerned over? The pitiful vampire, finally showing himself before the object of his obsession. Little does the hunter know, at this point, that the vampire has no intention of hurting him. Murderous intent versus overwhelming desire. An intriguing place to start from... if not ambitious. Very well.
[HiMERU lifts a wrist and rests it on the couch, between his own shoulder and Tatsumi's hand. He's supposed to be pinned in this scene, so they can at least pretend for now. Just as quickly as his body language had changed earlier, he adopts a resisting pose this time, defiance in his expression from the depth of his glare to even the clench of his jaw. He assumes that, unlike himself, Tatsumi hasn't memorized the script front to back yet — so they'll have to make do with just the atmosphere.]
As a word of advice, or even warning... Seduction is not only found in aggressive, forceful actions. There's much to be gleaned from restraint, and inaction. In the case of your character — Ah, it wouldn't do for you to be given all the answers. Then... would you say the timeless vampire is a creature of animalistic instinct, of instant gratification? Or does he recognize his immortality in most regards, until juxtaposed with his ephemeral human prey? Food for thought.
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The next movement only worsens both emotions. The couch cushion creaks under the shifting weight, and while it can't be said that Tatsumi had moved quickly, it was so unprecedented that even HiMERU's reaction is delayed.
... What is this?
Disgust churns in his stomach and turns his skin cold, his shoulders stiff and curling in to make himself smaller as Tatsumi awkwardly boxes him in, wanting to shrink away from the touch. It's so clumsy and novice that he could almost laugh, if not for the horror of it all paralyzing his every muscle. When he had suggested that Tatsumi learn from him, HiMERU had more or less envisioned that the other man would watch how a pro does it — that he would observe from afar and learn from his example. And if he was so pathetic that he still couldn't improve from that, perhaps HiMERU might have given more generous device. When necessary.
That's what he had imagined. Not whatever this is. Or whatever it's trying to be.
He thinks about lashing out at him. Letting his disdain boil over, his anger at this spineless, stupid, virgin bastard having the audacity to even try "making a move" on him (his character). Shoving him off, maybe a slap or a punch as the cherry on top. The sweetest humiliation after a brutal rejection, both well-deserved! But for as emotional as he always seems to get when it comes to Tatsumi, that... would not help his case. It's not like him, not like HiMERU to continuously slip up, and that has to change before he makes that final, fatal error. And like hell he's going to let Kazehaya Tatsumi be HiMERU's downfall again.
For HiMERU, this is child's play. He has the upper hand here, the experience, the composure; there's no way he can lose to this imbecile. All he has to play his role, and play it perfectly. He wills the tension to ebb away from his body, at least enough to adopt a lounging posture even more relaxed than before, smirking evenly at Tatsumi.]
Hmm. So this is the scene you're concerned over? The pitiful vampire, finally showing himself before the object of his obsession. Little does the hunter know, at this point, that the vampire has no intention of hurting him. Murderous intent versus overwhelming desire. An intriguing place to start from... if not ambitious. Very well.
[HiMERU lifts a wrist and rests it on the couch, between his own shoulder and Tatsumi's hand. He's supposed to be pinned in this scene, so they can at least pretend for now. Just as quickly as his body language had changed earlier, he adopts a resisting pose this time, defiance in his expression from the depth of his glare to even the clench of his jaw. He assumes that, unlike himself, Tatsumi hasn't memorized the script front to back yet — so they'll have to make do with just the atmosphere.]
As a word of advice, or even warning... Seduction is not only found in aggressive, forceful actions. There's much to be gleaned from restraint, and inaction. In the case of your character — Ah, it wouldn't do for you to be given all the answers. Then... would you say the timeless vampire is a creature of animalistic instinct, of instant gratification? Or does he recognize his immortality in most regards, until juxtaposed with his ephemeral human prey? Food for thought.