The fire in his eyes banked, embers now glowed dimly behind heavy lids. Should have warned - The fingers in his hair uncurled. Should have sought permission... - Her hand then moved to cup his cheek. To trace the sharp angles of his jaw with her fingertips. To brush her thumb over an arched brow.
Too much had been taken and now he stood on the edge of collapsing yet his stubbornness kept him upright. However, she was sure that if his resolve failed then he would no doubt bring her down with him.
"With a sphere like mine, I'm guessing you were expecting something more in line with illusions. Hmm?" Some manifestation of scantly dressed women with horns, tails, and tiny demon wings pressed up against him. A harem of sorts to live out some fantasy.
Her other hand moved to fan out across his chest just below the corrupt mark where she could feel his heartbeat a staccato rhythm beneath her fingertips. "If you're worried that you've betrayed someone..." Meridiana paused knowing that she precariously toed a moral grey line with each person she kissed. That there was always the risk that each person she used her magic on was in some sort of a committed relationship. "Don't worry, it's just magic. These feelings aren't real."
The truth of her own words made her own heart ache. "You've committed no sin," carefully she pushed against him. "No misdeeds. You can blame me if anyone says otherwise."
Perhaps someday someone will hold her as he did without the interference of magic to puppet them into motion. Until then, she would look back on this evening fondly.
"Secrecy is what keeps us safe. You have your strength to fall back on but not all of us could be so lucky." Magic was limited and unlike their Agent counterparts, corrupts had no weapons to defend themselves with. As a corrupt who had yet to earn his first promotion, he was most vulnerable of an ambushed attack like she had been. The scar on her back was proof enough of how deadly the White Moon Senshi or their Knights could be when caught unaware.
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