<span style="font-family:Quintessential">Xiu could tell simply from his aura that he was getting annoyed with her. It mattered not to the young princess, but when he spoke of more innocent things than what her mind immediately defaulted to she looked over her shoulder slightly. Was she simply.. Jumping to conclusions? Sure, her sister-in-law usually made Xiu on edge and often talked about the desires of men and how Xiu would only experience these things when she saw the world with her own two eyes. Was she simply messing with Xiu and making her jump to conclusions? It wouldn't be the first time. At the thought of her, Xiu's jaw tightened and it was enough to distract the small shinobi that she suddenly felt her will begin to slip away. Her hands began to move on their own and no matter how badly she wanted to move them to her sides, they simply peeled away at her torso, unfastening her tunic and letting it fall to the ground.<br/>
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Her eyes began to water as she fought her mind, she hated herself for not being able to shield her mind from someone so cruel. However he spoke as she disrobed, willing or no. The fishnet top slowly peeled off of her form and her chest was bare. She wanted to cross her arms over her breasts to maintain what little dignity she had left but he walked around to her and lifted her chin. There was a feeling she couldn't explain beginning to rise in her stomach. It wasn't quite disgust, but she was angry. She thought he would take what he wanted and cast her aside like a common woman, but he simply spoke against her flesh like even now he was teaching her.<br/>
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<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#cc99ff">"St-storage? For.. Your mana?"</span> She didn't understand.. Would he store it in some sort of box and entrust it to her? What did that have to do with her losing her top? Dropping her chin she found herself sinking down onto a table of sorts and her eyes narrowed. What did he want and why did it have to happen like this? Fear rose in her chest and when his words spoke against her ear she hid her face against the table. It was oddly warm and the light from the moon made her feel at ease.. As much as she could be anyways. As she felt the table grasp onto her wrists and ankles she gasped and wanted to pull against them, but his phrasing brought her a sudden ease. A... Tattoo? Xiu felt like an idiot for thinking he was going to touch her without permission.. But she didn't know what else to think.<br/>
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When he spread the oil across her back she blushed lightly and groaned as his hands touched her sensitive skin. A hard breath escaped her lips and she felt her forehead rest against the table. It felt like forever until he was carving her skin and at first her fingers dug into the table. Her brow furrowed and inhaled a sharp breath as she exhaled shakily.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#cc99ff"> "F-Forgive.. Ah!"</span> Xiu gritted her teeth as she felt it in her skin and she simply breathed out as she felt her grip loosen against the table. <span class="fixed-color" style="color:#cc99ff">"Forgive me for.. Thinking so little of you."</span> Her head rested against the table and she let out a sigh feeling every stroke and although she was nervous about injury to her frame she could feel how gingerly he was touching and cutting her skin. <br/>
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It felt like hours that he was carefully cutting and healing her skin. There was pain, and her entire frame tensed, but she had experienced worse. It was an adjustment to be sure, but there was an understanding with each moment. She felt him pull down her tights, but not enough for it to matter. The design moved into her lower back and she could feel it on the edge of her spine, but the more he cut into her the more she felt it to be a lesson in of itself. Her eyes shut and after a few more strokes he had moved her tights back up to her hips and she trembled lightly. <br/>
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After her was finished, he didn't seem to mind her but she held onto the table with her forearms and elbows and let out a pained groan. Xiu breathed out before standing for a moment and slowly sinking to her knees. His words echoed in her mind and she looked down as she crossed her arms over her bare chest. <span class="fixed-color" style="color:#cc99ff">"The.. Passage of Darkness."</span> Her eyes fell and she nodded softly before using one arm to cross over her body and she used the other to clutch the rag full of her blood and she let out a sigh. <span class="fixed-color" style="color:#cc99ff">"I.. I will do as you ask."</span> Looking over her shoulder she noticed he never once looked at her bare skin. There was a certain amount of respect in her gaze and she let out a sigh. Her eyes fell and she looked at him over her shoulder. <span class="fixed-color" style="color:#cc99ff">"I.. I need black candles. And incense. A pool of water would also be ideal.. If.. If that's alright."</span></span>