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Ada's looking up at Vincent quietly, wondering if he would allow her to kiss his cheek unprompted. It wasn't often that she instigated the affection instead of the other way around.

He didn’t enjoy being stared at, not one bit, but ignored his urge to say something he’d regret by letting out a yawn.

❝  What’s it, Miss Ada? Do you need something ~?  ❞

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I've done nothing wrong. Except for all the atrocities. Besides that I'm innocent

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kiingsroar​:

    ‘ Don’t be ridiculous, as if I would use any kind of method you would use. My methods for you wouldn’t require such tedious need for torture. No, there are much cleaner methods, like you telling all the ways Gilbert don’t care for you~ ’

    He tossed his scissors, only missing the Hatter’s carotid artery by an inch  — as a warning. Truly, Vincent didn’t care much about his life, or what was spoken about him, but if anyone dared to talk about Gilbert, he wouldn’t take it.

                       “Shut up  — Brother and I, you’d never understand it!”

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kiingsroar​:

      ‘ Please stop talking, you’re making me sick to my stomach.’ 

      “Ah, this won’t do, you see  — first, we start by plucking nail by nail. Any rusty pliers will do when inserted at the right place. Then, we extract the teeth, one by one. Ah, might want to cut off the tongue and cauterize the place beforehand, as it can definitely get noisy ~. I wonder though, does Mr. Mad Hatter have it in him? Or is it just talk?”

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kiingsroar·:

    ‘ Why would I tell you when I simply show you? ’

    “Ah, do go on, just make it slow. I want to suffer.”

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vessalis​:

           “    hey ,  hey  …  it’s okay ,  see  ?   ”    Having made sure that Vincent’s coat was cleaned off, the man reached under in order to wrap and arm around the boy , hosting him into his arms to then wrap his own coat around as well ,  providing extra warmth if needed.  From what he could see ,  there was no injuries from such a short fall.    “   ———  Now now ,  there isn’t a need for these tears ,  are there ?   ”     Jack states as his hand reaches up to wipe Vincent’s face.

         “ —— I’m sorry, Master!”, he sniffled, also attempting to wipe the snotty look out of his face. Master Jack was always so kind, and had a dazzling smile everywhere he went. Vincent didn’t feel like he could possibly pull it out, but he wanted to be just like Jack when he grew up. 

        “Say, Master Jack, are you mad?” The boy tugs at the eldest’s arm, expectantly. He didn’t want to be a nuisance to the Vessalius  — competing for his love with that awful, dreadful, despicable girl in the tower was enough of a hassle as it was.

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captivemuses​:

        A soft sound came from Ada’s lips and was muffled by Vincent’s own as he kissed her and it did have her mind swirling in all the right ways. All she could do was follow his more experienced lead and hope that she was kissing him back in a satisfactory way. She wanted Vincent to enjoy it as she was. 

        Ada’s body was pliant as Vincent pulled her closer, and her eyes opened in surprise when the familiar pace of the waltz happened and instinctively she fell in step with him with the limited space her dorm room had to offer for dancing. The hand previously on his chest shifted to rest on Vincent’s shoulder, and the blonde’s head tilted slightly in confused at him saying that she would teach *him* a lesson after. Any innuendo her lover made went right over her head as he would want it to.

        Ada’s next exhale was shaky as Vincent moved his lips to her neck and his efforts to heighten her desire for him were working, though the girl would need time to fully understand it.

        “What lesson would you possibly want me teaching you? You know plenty of things Vincent-sama…..”

        To say he was feeling anything other than raw, carnal pleasure would be an overstatement. After all, he hated women. All of them. They were only a mean to get him what he wished for. But he did enjoy it, how smoothly things were going — Ada Vessalius sounded like she'd be a lot easier to trick and defile than he expected, and as languorous as he was, Vincent preferred very much so when things went his way easily.         In all truth, she did have a point — what could she teach him? He was far more knowledgeable than her in certain matters, and so far he hadn't noticed anything perverted or unusual on that plain girl, as noted by her entirely missing the point of his suggestion.         "Ah,Miss Ada — as smart as she is, I'm sure she can figure it out ~."         He went over to french kiss her ear that time, then moving down to her neck and clavicle while reaching for her back one handed to attempt to unhook her brassiere, his lips getting closer and closer to hers as he expected for her to make a move this time, though he felt a voracious desire to toss her in the bed and get things started.                                                    "Now, where were we?"

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kiingsroar·:

    ‘ Nonsense, I would dispose of you properly. Wouldn’t want to leave a mess after all ~ ’

    “A true professional, as expected from you, Mr. Mad Hatter. Do entertain me though — how would you do it? Spare me no details~.”

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kiingsroar​:

     ‘ Ah look at you so kind, but if you really wanted to help you could perhaps take those scissors and stick it in your heart ~ ’

     “Ah, might as well do it yourself then, right, Mr. Mad Hatter ~? I’m sure Brother would be pleased to find his only family dead on his living room.”

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vessalis​:

            “    vincent  !   ”    snow crushed beneath polished boots as the blonde man quickly raced over towards where he had seen the young boy slip from his stood position.  Having previously waving towards him,  Jack quickly took himself towards the child’s side,  gloved hands slipping underneath the armpits in order to hoist Vincent out of the snow, fingers quickly now trying to brush him off,    “   Are you alright ??  Nothing’s hurting is it ?   ”

            “M-Master Jack!” He had tears running down from his heterochromatic eyes. He wasn’t actually hurt as he fell on soft land due to all the snow, crying more from the scare  than from the actual trauma per say. Where on earth was his brother now?

          “M-Master Jack, please pick me up — !” He raised his trembling arms, trying to hold his crying, hoping the other would hold him and take him someplace else.

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@vessalis​

      It was a snowy day, but he didn’t care much for the cold, having spent most of his morning playing alone and making weirdly deformed snowmen. It had been about an hour since the boy sat over one at one of the Baskerville’s fence pillars, his head and shoulders mostly covered by snow, as he finally sighted his hero. Vincent started waving and trying to signal over that he was there, only to fall face to floor after trying to stand up on the slippery pillar.

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kiingsroar·:

      ‘ How unlucky of my dementia that it hasn’t been able to erase your hideous face from my memory. ’ 

      “Well, perhaps we should get you through a surgery, so Mr. Mad Hatter will never have to see my hideous face again. Now, where are my scissors?”

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captivemuses​:

        Ada’s shoulders sagged slightly in relief at Vincent confirming that he’d stay after all. Unknowingly reacting exactly how he wanted her to, but to Ada she couldn’t imagine reacting any other way. Why would she want her secret boyfriend to leave immediately after surprising her with a visit? Of course she wanted to spend time with him, her feelings for him were completely transparent whether she tried to be or not.

        All she could focus on as Vincent moved closer was looking away for a split second to put down the flowers he had given her so that both her hands were free. There was little chance of their entwined fingers loosening right now. Even if Vincent guiding her backward left little room for questioning where he was leading her. An easy way to get the heiress’ heart pounding even more, but she couldn’t bring herself to look away from the mismatched pair of eyes she loved so much. Resting her free hand on his chest, Ada’s nose just barely grazed against Vincent’s, wordlessly asking him for a kiss that she wanted very badly and hoped he did too.

        “I’ve been well, tutoring some students as we get closer to exams. Looking forward to having another party to go to once term is over, so we can dance together.” 

        The blond wouldn't deny her that kiss, slightly leaning in to meet her soft lips in a French kiss, softly placing one of his hands around her cheek and wrapping the other around her body, with heat rising from his body as he tried to make it unforgettable. He wondered if this had been had been her first kiss, as innocent as she was.         He dropped his hand to her waist and kept his head close to hers, guiding her into a slow waltz. He supposed the bed could wait a few minutes, for that settling the right mood was essential to make women fall for him — that was where many men lacked patience, but not him. One must prepare the lamb before serving it. Vincent was actually a pretty good dancer, as it was part of the etiquette that he had to learn as a nobleman, and that for an instance had proven to be quite useful with women.         "Ah, teacher, but we needn't to wait now, do we? How about... Miss Ada and I dance right now, and afterwards, perhaps she can teach me a lesson." It was a malicious smile that he let off this time, as he kissed her neck while keeping the pace for their waltz. 

        Deep down, he did have a small impression that the woman would not take his hint and babble about some random school subject he did not care about, though one certainly hoped it wouldn't be the case.

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Perhaps someone needs to kill that horrid cat, again.

This is wonderful. Cheshires to least favorite humans are conversing . Cheshire hopes they both just drop dead already . 

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kiingsroar·:

       ‘ The only unwanted presence here, is you. I’d be happy to show you the way out? The door seems too casual, how about the window ? ’

       “It seems as if Mr. Mad Hatter hit his head hard and can’t think properly — or perhaps is it dementia due to his advanced age?”

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kiingsroar·:

     ‘ I think the more appropriate question is why aren’t you leaving? ’

     “Why, because this is MY brother’s house. And I doubt he will appreciate unwanted guests like Mr. Mad Hatter, so shoo.”

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captivemuses​:

        Taking a moment to hurry and set down her schoolbooks while Vincent was standing up, Vincent’s brief relapse of remembering why he was there went unnoticed by Ada. As if he needed to try hard to look attractive as always, especially to her who had been enamored by him for a couple months now. All he had to do was smile and Ada’s heart would quicken.

        Green eyes widened in surprise as he said he would leave as soon as she arrived, and Ada didn’t even have to audibly say she didn’t want him to do so for that emotion to be conveyed. But as smooth as always, her attention was momentarily diverted as Vincent picked up the flowers that were clearly for her and tucked one into her hair, and the brief touch from him was indeed far from enough. She wanted to hold his hand, feel the slight warmth from a closer proximity, and she wanted to feel his lips on hers again in the gentle way he would kiss her to make Ada feel like the only girl in the world.

        She only needed one hand to cradle the bouquet he handed her, Ada’s other hand was quickly reaching for Vincent’s and holding on firmly enough to not let go.

        “No, it’s not that I don’t want you here Vincent-sama, I just wasn’t expecting to see you in my room is all. Please stay for at least a little while, I’ve missed you very much too……” Eyes pleaded with him to stay while thin fingers gently laced through his. As long as they remained in her room and no one stopped by to see her, Vincent should be able to stay undetected and Ada would not run the risk of being in trouble for having a man in her dorm.

       "Oh, if you insist, I shall stay a bit longer", hopefully all night long, and not for napping (though likely, as his chain gave him a hard time staying awake). His thoughts were better left unsaid, although needlessly said, the blond was pleased, but no surprised. Though not with her, he had already played this game before. He was confident, and slightly impatient, to make the relationship official. He wondered what Gil would think of it, what silly expression would appear on the raven's face! Oh, would he be uncomfortable? Angry? Perhaps he'd scold him? He wanted the attention, badly, whatever it was —his brother hardly ever cared for him anymore, ever since he had forgotten about the past. And it was good that Gilbert had forgotten, but it still didn't make Vincent well to feel unloved.        Vincent did enjoy it though, being with Ada. Being desired, having her head over heels for him, even though he'd never love her back. And once he got what he wanted, he'd leave her to be, shattered and alone, for that he didn't care about her.       The man pressed his forehead together with hers, entwining his fingers with the naive girl and smiling.        "So, how have you been fairing, Miss Ada? The truth is that I've been aching, which is why I came over."       Still with their hands entwined, he slowly, smoothly and inconspicuously started pushing her body towards the bed. He didn't know yet how forward she was about certain matters, although he was very eager to corrupt that pure soul.