So yes, she had volunteered, though without fully knowing what she was getting into, but for Amelia that was a rather typical situation to be in. All too often she dove in head first if it seemed the right thing to do, or if it was to help other people. The gift exchange had seemed like a nice idea, even if she was still trying to grasp the concept of Christmas. Of course it was only later did she fully understand what was expected of her.
Still, there was no turning back now. She would go along with this and hope for the best, that the person she had been assigned to was pleasant enough and that she could make them happy. Thus, the next time Soul opened his door, he'd find the young princess sitting in hall, wearing nothing but blue and pink ribbons wound tightly around her form, as well as covering her mouth. Thankfully a large bow had been tied over her chest and between her legs to preserve modesty for the moment, though how long it would stay that way was up to him.
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[Soul opened his door, and it only took him a momen to realize what was up. He'd done his giving a few days ago...an unpleasant couple of hours as the plaything of a real sadist bastard with too many whips. He still had welts on his back.]
[Naturally, she could only reply with a nod, managing to get to her feet and walked inside, still feeling a bit self conscious of how she was barely covered, though he seemed nice enough. Actually, Soul might have lucked out with the draw, as Amelia could heal his back if he wanted, and likely would try to if she saw his injuries.]
[Once inside the door, she moved to stand in the middle of the room, knowing she had to wait for instructions on what to do. Being gagged, it wasn't like she could simply ask or introduce herself.]
[Soul closed the door behind her, and then casually sat down on a chair. Then he caught sight of her and sprang up, having forgotten a rather important part of his job as host. He ungagged her, and then started on the ribbons binding her arms.]
Sorry about that...I wish this damn place would show a little more variety. This shit's so unnecessary...
[There was some relief as he undid the gag, the girl gasping a little to regain air. At least he was nice enough to not just order het to do what he wanted, which made her feel more at ease with the situation.]
It's alright, thank you. [Once the ribbons were untied, she rubbed her wrists, offering a small smile.] I'm Amelia, what's your name?
[Amelia is thankfully oblivious to his awkwardness, simply nodding, a small sigh escaping her lips in response.]
I'm giving first, though I'm sure I'll be at a bit of a loss when I do have to accept someone. What about you?
[Then again, perhaps Soul felt the same, cosidering he hadn't immediately asked her to do something, at was trying to make conversation first. That, she could appreciate at least.]
I already gave. Sucked ass. And now...yeah I'm pretty much in the same boat it sounded like a pretty sweet deal but now that I've actually got you here...I'm not sure what I want to do with you.
I'm sorry it wasn't too pleasant for you. [She looked at him in sympathy, before smiling again, turning a bit more towards Soul.] At the very least, I could try to make up for it, if you let me know what you like.
[She might not have knew him well, or knew if she was even appealing to him at all, but she would try. Considering he had a bad time when trying to do something nice, the inner champion of justice in her felt it only right he receive something out of it, if she could provide it of course.]
Oh dear, it still must have been a bit of an ordeal.
[She had to shudder a little, reminding herself how lucky she had been that there were very few hotel encounters she regretted or disliked to that extent. Even so, Amelia did flush at the request. She was never any good at just saying such things, often still gett flustered despite her experience.]
Well, I suppose we can work our way up to something. I mean...you need to be ready first, so I could help with that...
Sounds good to me. No need to decide right now, right?
[He pulls his shirt up over his head, wincing as he does. In addition to the welts on his back, he's also got one nasty scar running diagonal across his chest.]
[She nodded in agreement, only for her eyes to widen at the sight of the welts and the scar. Even if the latter was mostly healed, it still looked nasty.]
How could someone do that to you?! [In seconds she was beside him, hands going to both the front and back of him as they started to glow. Soul would likely feel some warm, tingling sensations as those welts closed up. Then again, with them being so close now, he'd have to be careful where he looked. Those ribbons were not that effective in provided adequete coverage.]
That was just how he got off it was...whoa...hello.
[He shudders and almost instantly pops a boner as her hands run over his body, and the warm and tingling sensations begin rolling in. And he hasn't even really noticed how she was dressed yet!]
Damn, that's handy. Thanks. Don't think you're gonna be able to do anything about this, though [he gestured to the scar] that's an oooold wound.
[While her magic hadn't been of too much use in the hotel at large, she did feel good in knowing that at least she could help in this situation. It certainly was quicker and easier than traditional medicine.]
You're welcome, I'm glad I could help. [Her hand still lingered, working over the scar.] I suppose not, but at least it can't do any harm.
[She smiled brightly back at him, before finally drawing back, though not too much. Now it was back to figuring out where best to take this.]
Still, there was no turning back now. She would go along with this and hope for the best, that the person she had been assigned to was pleasant enough and that she could make them happy. Thus, the next time Soul opened his door, he'd find the young princess sitting in hall, wearing nothing but blue and pink ribbons wound tightly around her form, as well as covering her mouth. Thankfully a large bow had been tied over her chest and between her legs to preserve modesty for the moment, though how long it would stay that way was up to him.
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Oh, hey. Gift exchange, right? C'mon in.
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[Once inside the door, she moved to stand in the middle of the room, knowing she had to wait for instructions on what to do. Being gagged, it wasn't like she could simply ask or introduce herself.]
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Sorry about that...I wish this damn place would show a little more variety. This shit's so unnecessary...
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It's alright, thank you. [Once the ribbons were untied, she rubbed her wrists, offering a small smile.] I'm Amelia, what's your name?
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[And then the awkward teenager in him comes out.]
So, uh...how about this gift exchange, huh? You gotten your gift yet, or are you giving first?
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I'm giving first, though I'm sure I'll be at a bit of a loss when I do have to accept someone. What about you?
[Then again, perhaps Soul felt the same, cosidering he hadn't immediately asked her to do something, at was trying to make conversation first. That, she could appreciate at least.]
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[She might not have knew him well, or knew if she was even appealing to him at all, but she would try. Considering he had a bad time when trying to do something nice, the inner champion of justice in her felt it only right he receive something out of it, if she could provide it of course.]
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[He stroked his chin, considering what he'd want. So many choices...]
Here, why don't you tell me what you'd like to do? Maybe we can find something we'll both like.
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[She had to shudder a little, reminding herself how lucky she had been that there were very few hotel encounters she regretted or disliked to that extent. Even so, Amelia did flush at the request. She was never any good at just saying such things, often still gett flustered despite her experience.]
Well, I suppose we can work our way up to something. I mean...you need to be ready first, so I could help with that...
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[He pulls his shirt up over his head, wincing as he does. In addition to the welts on his back, he's also got one nasty scar running diagonal across his chest.]
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How could someone do that to you?! [In seconds she was beside him, hands going to both the front and back of him as they started to glow. Soul would likely feel some warm, tingling sensations as those welts closed up. Then again, with them being so close now, he'd have to be careful where he looked. Those ribbons were not that effective in provided adequete coverage.]
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[He shudders and almost instantly pops a boner as her hands run over his body, and the warm and tingling sensations begin rolling in. And he hasn't even really noticed how she was dressed yet!]
Damn, that's handy. Thanks. Don't think you're gonna be able to do anything about this, though [he gestured to the scar] that's an oooold wound.
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You're welcome, I'm glad I could help. [Her hand still lingered, working over the scar.] I suppose not, but at least it can't do any harm.
[She smiled brightly back at him, before finally drawing back, though not too much. Now it was back to figuring out where best to take this.]
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