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Just like that it seemed as if the spark was over. Nissonite couldn't have said if it was a win, or even if it's been all that useful in jarring old battle experience, but it certainly had not been a waste of time. Not with the way she was looking back at him.

Not when she talked that way. All innuendo and invitation.

Grin broadening, the captain leaned in further until his mouth hovered just above acid green lips. "Are these going to burn too?" Not that he waited for an answer before dipping his head to catch her lips, teeth pressing into the lower bud.

Her teeth grazed his lip and Nissonite stepped up until his chest was pressed against her own, thighs close enough now for her to touch, pinning her there with more than just the chain stuck between them.

It went slack as his hands slipped up to rest on her sides, thumbs stroking along the dark curve of her hips to the ruffle of her skirt before fingertips ghosted along her thighs.

"Is it a visual example you're after," he purred back, tongue flicking along bright lips. "Or something a little more practical?" And with that he'd cup his hands at the back of her thighs, lifting her legs up to straddle his hips as he pressed her back against the wall, holding here there effortlessly.