[Fuck! Audrey's already managed to get through this once, twice is really a bit of a stretch. She's genuinely irritated but that's not enough to withstand his scent. Her knees buckle and Junko takes advantage of it, squirming off the floor to kiss the blonde, awkwardly yanking her back towards the bed.]
You want to! [Junko almost sounds oddly indignant in her completely scent-drunk state.] We can do it, too, it'll be fine - I promise -
[For a grand total of three seconds it's easy for Audrey to believe, especially since Junko's pretty much closed off their relationship since December, which has been awful for her. But that's the thing, the real Junko, the one that's logical and smart and caring wouldn't say any of that. It stabs at Audrey like a knife to her gut and despite the fact that her scent is building, her body isn't in harmony with either her head or heart, and it's the fucking worst.
But it's enough to yank on Junko's hair and make her yelp in pain, and bodily drag them both out, refusing to look at Masaomi.
Audrey makes very sure to slam the door on her way out again, taking the still whining and writhing Junko with her.]
Masaomi totally owes her
You want to! [Junko almost sounds oddly indignant in her completely scent-drunk state.] We can do it, too, it'll be fine - I promise -
[For a grand total of three seconds it's easy for Audrey to believe, especially since Junko's pretty much closed off their relationship since December, which has been awful for her. But that's the thing, the real Junko, the one that's logical and smart and caring wouldn't say any of that. It stabs at Audrey like a knife to her gut and despite the fact that her scent is building, her body isn't in harmony with either her head or heart, and it's the fucking worst.
But it's enough to yank on Junko's hair and make her yelp in pain, and bodily drag them both out, refusing to look at Masaomi.
Audrey makes very sure to slam the door on her way out again, taking the still whining and writhing Junko with her.]