[ He assumes that, possibly, being a minute late could get him punished. Not that he cares or knows how that threat would come to fruition. But Leona shows up, exactly one minute late to that practice that Vil so kindly asked him to come to.
1) It is entirely incredible that he even showed up. 2) He actually dressed the part, too.
He stands in Pomefiore's ballroom, tail swishing back and forth. Ears lifted in such a manner that he KNOWS he is asking for it. ]
[ He follows with him, but corrects him when he missteps. Really Leona, you should be better at this- even without his training! But he knows Leona has this.
As infuriating as it is, he's good at everything if he puts his heart into it.
Once that is done, he lifts his hand to start the music, stepping back for a bit. ]
Now with the melody. You're supposed to present yourself as beautifully as a prince in a fairytale. Take a bow, and charm me into dancing with you. It delights the fairies and will work into our distraction.
[ Vil Schoenheit is a strong, charming personality who is not easily brought down by anyone's charm or beauty— but in this moment, he can't help but actually be fascinated by how smoothly Leona works his magic.
He bows in return, taking his hand before smiling wryly. ]
Better. Though you could do less with an expression that looks like you want to eat me.
[ But he definitely doesn't sound like he's complaining, pulling Leona near and keeping his face close to his as they move. His fingers thread gently with his and he closes his eyes for a bit. ]
... and suddenly you're moving with finesse. You were holding back on purpose, weren't you?
[ He's teasing, mostly. They dance around and around. Stepping in a three-count without a fault in sight. He can be well put together! Especially when he wants something. ]
[ He can see Leona is doing well- but he isn't surprised. He's a prince, after all- and from Sunset Savanna? He is well aware lions are quite graceful and adept at song and dance.
He returns the kiss though, nuzzling the side of his face and pulling back to watch him. ]
... I'll let that one pass. The song's almost over, and you're performing to my standard now. You could have saved more time by just doing this from the start.
Oh... so you did want an excuse to draw out our time together. That's cute of you, Kingscholar.
[ He exhales softly when he moves his face into the side of his neck. The song is fine and Leona really just is a big cat who is so much better at what he does than he likes to expend effort on.
He lifts a hand to touch the back of his ears. ]
Well, I suppose that will work. Though I do have a confession...
[ He smiles wryly. ]
We may not have to dance together at all, if Jamil and Kalim manage to do better at their performance.
[ So technically they didn't have to do this except to be plan B. ]
Mention it like that again and I just won’t show up.
[Though Vil has the right of it. He just wanted to stick around for longer. But a lion’s poise is never mistaken. He lets out another purr, and then a chuff at the admission. ]
I would be more angry ‘bout it if I thought you were wastin’ my time.
[ He smiles over his shoulder but doesn't reply. Simply taking him - not towards his bedroom, but towards their lounge where it's time for their afternoon brunch- and on a certain table! That Vil is heading towards.
Could that be not one, but two servings of ground meat cutlet sandwiches? Served deliciously on a lovely spread?
[ Leona has to stop and think a moment, a record scratching in his head. How often does Vil Schoenheit stop and think of others in such a manner? So much so that he had one of Leona's favorite meals prepared.
His ears are perked and forward in interest. His tail is swishing back and forth with much the same emotion. ]
[ He thinks that perhaps he should feel a little strange about being thought of like this. But. It isn't anything of the sort. Really? He does not seem to mind it. He gets food, and affection.
[ Vil's having a small bowl of fruit and cream in the mean time. It's not meal time and he's not going to ruin his appetite for when he has to. But he knows beastmen have different diets. ]
The outfit Professor Crewel made was tailored to your specifications, but it's been loose on you in a way that I can notice. Simply put, you haven't been eating right.
[ Rook may notice Vil's body changing but Vil is certainly noticing Leona's, too. ]
You also don't maintain a proper eating schedule with all your sleeping, so I'm making sure you eat properly until you're at a healthy weight for your height.
[ To eat, that is. He sleeps through a vast majority of his meals. He eats maybe one big meal a day, snacks in between. Makes Ruggie get stuff for him on Bakery days.
He's eating the sandwiches, and...on the second sandwich he breaks off a piece for Vil. Offering it.
Lions sharing food isn't terribly rare, but, Leona sharing HIS food is. ]
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1) It is entirely incredible that he even showed up.
2) He actually dressed the part, too.
He stands in Pomefiore's ballroom, tail swishing back and forth. Ears lifted in such a manner that he KNOWS he is asking for it. ]
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He's going to kill him. ]
Exactly a minute late. You lingered just to do that, didn't you!?
[ They're practicing alone, it's fine. ]
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[ He strides over, placing a hand on Vil's waist. ]
Y'said you wanted to practice, right? I'm here.
[ So they need to practice. ]
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Let's see what you've retained so far, first. If you're going to make a good showing at the gala, you're not allowed to make any missteps.
[ He looks up at him then, meeting his gaze. ]
You're going to lead. Are you ready?
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He huffs a little bit, he's a prince so...he should know how to dance. But this is just a bit different. ]
Sure, sure. Try to keep up.
[ He leads....decently. It's not the best, and there are some missteps. ]
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As infuriating as it is, he's good at everything if he puts his heart into it.
Once that is done, he lifts his hand to start the music, stepping back for a bit. ]
Now with the melody. You're supposed to present yourself as beautifully as a prince in a fairytale. Take a bow, and charm me into dancing with you. It delights the fairies and will work into our distraction.
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Taking a deep bow, and using some of his most charming expressions before stepping into the dance again. The intimacy is nice, he thinks. ]
Better?
[ It's whispered between them. ]
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He bows in return, taking his hand before smiling wryly. ]
Better. Though you could do less with an expression that looks like you want to eat me.
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[Leona pulls Vil close to his chest. Lips dragging up and down his neck.
He flicks his eyes over to the door, turning the lock over. ]
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[ He lets himself get pulled in, arm moving across his shoulder and trying to bite back a small laugh. ]
You're insatiable. But I'm not letting you do anything until you master this dance.
[ It's a nice couple's dance, and has a lot of close movements— who'd have thought he'd be enjoying it with Leona Kingscholar of all people? ]
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[ He is both food and touch motivated. So perhaps he could learn the dance to get what he wants.
The dance itself is very intimate. ]
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[ But he definitely doesn't sound like he's complaining, pulling Leona near and keeping his face close to his as they move. His fingers thread gently with his and he closes his eyes for a bit. ]
... and suddenly you're moving with finesse. You were holding back on purpose, weren't you?
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[ He's teasing, mostly. They dance around and around. Stepping in a three-count without a fault in sight. He can be well put together! Especially when he wants something. ]
I admit I was not really trying.
[ He steals a kiss off of his lips. ]
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[ He can see Leona is doing well- but he isn't surprised. He's a prince, after all- and from Sunset Savanna? He is well aware lions are quite graceful and adept at song and dance.
He returns the kiss though, nuzzling the side of his face and pulling back to watch him. ]
... I'll let that one pass. The song's almost over, and you're performing to my standard now. You could have saved more time by just doing this from the start.
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[He is going to behave until the end of the song, where he shoves his face into Vil’s neck. The scent of him too intoxicating.
If only he could mark decently high without Vil bitching about it…]
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[ He exhales softly when he moves his face into the side of his neck. The song is fine and Leona really just is a big cat who is so much better at what he does than he likes to expend effort on.
He lifts a hand to touch the back of his ears. ]
Well, I suppose that will work. Though I do have a confession...
[ He smiles wryly. ]
We may not have to dance together at all, if Jamil and Kalim manage to do better at their performance.
[ So technically they didn't have to do this except to be plan B. ]
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[Though Vil has the right of it. He just wanted to stick around for longer. But a lion’s poise is never mistaken. He lets out another purr, and then a chuff at the admission. ]
I would be more angry ‘bout it if I thought you were wastin’ my time.
[He gives Vil’s neck a sharp nip. Punishment! ]
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I did promise a reward if you did well. So could you really call it a waste of time?
[ He leans in and kisses along his jaw, before pulling away. ]
Follow me.
[ This seems like an invite to more. BUT IS IT. Even if Vil is such a pretty sight when walking away. ]
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He follows, and he will dare anyone in the Pomefiore dorm to say anything to him. ]
What is the reward?
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Could that be not one, but two servings of ground meat cutlet sandwiches? Served deliciously on a lovely spread?
Why yes, it may be! ]
You must be hungry after all that activity.
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His ears are perked and forward in interest. His tail is swishing back and forth with much the same emotion. ]
You had this brought here?
[ For him? ]
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He smiles a bit, holding a seat out for him. ]
Rook managed to get them just in time. I figured I'd use them as incentive, but I didn't need to.
[ He smiles proudly to himself. ]
Come, eat your fill. Two of these will do well for your outfit.
[ He's not saying it but he has noticed Leona is slightly underweight... ]
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He will sit down, and he will have his fill. ]
What about my outfit?
[ He's questioning that, Vil! ]
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The outfit Professor Crewel made was tailored to your specifications, but it's been loose on you in a way that I can notice. Simply put, you haven't been eating right.
[ Rook may notice Vil's body changing but Vil is certainly noticing Leona's, too. ]
You also don't maintain a proper eating schedule with all your sleeping, so I'm making sure you eat properly until you're at a healthy weight for your height.
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[ To eat, that is. He sleeps through a vast majority of his meals. He eats maybe one big meal a day, snacks in between. Makes Ruggie get stuff for him on Bakery days.
He's eating the sandwiches, and...on the second sandwich he breaks off a piece for Vil. Offering it.
Lions sharing food isn't terribly rare, but, Leona sharing HIS food is. ]
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