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It was quiet, warm, peaceful where-ever she'd found herself this time around. This was an improvement over recent events. Still, didn't make much sense but it seemed she was going to have to figure out...!
There were hands touching her shoulders. They weren't gripping her painfully or anything, but she didn't have the slightest idea what was actually happening right that moment. Considering everything she'd already lived through, she doubted this would be completely terrible.
Looking over her shoulder, she was startled to find Myotismon, of all mons she could find herself faced with in such a place as this...
He was watching her calmly, almost peacefully as her heart recovered itself. This wasn't normal, she should have been readying to defend her life, not feeling compelled to relax into his touch. What was happening? What was all of this? She couldn't begin to figure that out as it was.
His hands were now traveling down her back, making her shiver slightly. She wasn't used to such gentleness from him; from anyone other then Kari herself honestly. Those fingers were barely ghosting her skin as they traveled their way across the exposed portions of her body, making her shiver more.
She nearly jumped when she felt him nose gently against her neck while his fingers touched the swell of her hips. Was this some kind of trick? Or was this actual affection coming from this mon? She could hardly begin to actually believe this was possible to be receiving such from him, yet somehow it was happening right here and now.
Her heart was racing in her chest as he continued his attention, she felt his fingers moving once again, slipping the slightest bit under the fabric openings there. Everything he was doing... He just wasn't what she was used to. Should she turn around and find out from him what was going on from him directly? Or should she try fighting him off before something else could happen? She couldn't figure out what was actually happening, though honestly, she wasn't entirely sure that she wanted to understand what this was if it would result in this situation coming to a halt on her.
His grip continued to remain steady against her flesh, sliding slightly higher still, making shivers race up her spine. She could hear her feathers rustling against his clothing and cloak, grounding her in the reality of the situation.
Her heart jumped when she felt his lips moving down further on her neck, eventually reaching her shoulder, pressing against her exposed skin gently. She was startled with the first kiss that was planted against the surface there. Tearing, even a simple bite would have been expected, even with the way he'd been acting until this moment. Calm yourself until you have a good reason to worry about your safety. Things weren't dangerous just yet.
Why wasn't he speaking? Now that she was thinking about things, he'd always been the talkative sort as far back as she could remember. That thought quickly evaporated when she felt another kiss against her shoulder, further up this time. Soon he would reach her gaiter, that was a little unsettling considering his feeding habits.
And yet something was telling her to relax into this, let whatever was to happen to take place without a fight. Where was that thought coming from? It wasn't something that she could imagine herself thinking naturally.
Feeling the fabric slipping upwards, her thoughts came crashing to a halt. She continued feeling things, trying to make her brain work already through the stimulation being showered over her systems. Everything was keeping her short-circuited throughout this encounter.
Several minutes (?) passed until she realized that she felt his fingers against her thigh, jolting her back to awareness and alerting her to the fact that her helmet was completely gone. She wasn't sure what had happened. Looking over her shoulder, anywhere really, realizing that the world around her had changed completely into something resembling a dance-hall. For a moment she was able to be thankful that there wasn't anyone around to witness her in this state...
There was a clattering at the floor, glancing downward, she realized that one of her waist belts had fallen away. Somehow, this was making her feel more exposed then the loss of her helmet.
Before she could think of anything else, she found herself turned around and facing him as he was moving in to kiss her.
Waking again with a start, Gatomon looked around in confusion until realizing that she was still in Kari's room, safe from HIM. Hopefully forever. Even with what she'd been dreaming of late...