take my memories || eleonore

[steven stone]

He blinks once in mild surprise when she leans back against him, and tilts his head downward to look at her slightly, and moves his arm to the back of the couch so his shoulder doesn't dig into her back. "Indeed," comes the murmured reply, a small smirk of his own to return hers.

"I've kissed a few women before," he answers. "Not so many as to be considered a player but enough to say I'm not a novice."

[eleonore badisa]

"Really?" She isn't sure if it's genuine surprise or another cynical emotion that colors her voice, but the woman laughs nonetheless. "What did you see in them?" the woman asks, sounding as if she is about to break into laughter. "I ... can't imagine you getting involved like that."

(... Or that the women would take very kindly to losing someone as high-class as him, but that is beside the point.) "Unless you only did it to dissuade your father's concerns, though I've always thought you were a better man than that."

[steven stone]

"Your thought that I'm capable of doing something like that almost hurts." he murmurs, a somewhat twisted smirk replacing the smaller, gentler one he had moments ago. "But no, it wasn't for that reason."

He leans back slightly, and lets his golden gaze settle on her hair.

"I didn't see much more than someone who I could potentially be content with after more than a couple of dates." He knows that sounded callous. "That meaning they all seemed like they'd be interested in more than just one or two things about me. Oftentimes they made the first move, as well. And were the ones to cross any line I had set, or even call it off."

[eleonore badisa]

She chuckles. "I live to hurt you, Daigo," the woman teases, settling her back comfortably against his chest. Eleonore listens, however, and his response only makes her nod sadly. "Is content all you hope for?" She sighs. "As much as I loathe to admit," the blonde murmurs, "you deserve better."

Eleonore honestly cares about his well-being -- something that she can't really say for the rest of the world, save for perhaps herself -- so she adds, "I know there will be someone for you, Daigo." The woman laughs once more. "She'll show up one day, I suppose."

[steven stone]

"Content is a starting point." he murmurs in response, his head tilting slightly to rest his jaw lightly on her shoulder so he may speak quietly to her and still be heard clearly. There's a small smile on his face he's glad she can't see in response to her second statement.

"Your faith is commendable, as well." A light chuckle escapes Steven's throat. "Until that day though I'll see what life holds for me, hm?" The man allowed himself to smile slightly before adding, "Until then I think I'll defend my post as your go-to for teasing."

He 'hmms' quietly afterward. "And whatever may come related to that."

[eleonore badisa]

Eleonore feels his chin on her shoulder, and leans back into him, her head tilting against his. "You're so easygoing," she scoffs. "Has anyone told you you're rather masochistic?" He had never failed to return to her with bright eyes when they were children -- even when she had a less-than-wonderful attitude.

The woman reaches up with her hand to pet the back of his head, smirking. "And what does that mean, hm?" The woman tugs at his hair. "You sound as if you're condemning yourself to death."

[steven stone]

He laughs quietly at her word-choice, finding that he can't bring himself to argue them in any way, seeing as some of his actions in the past would indeed suggest such. "Masochistic? Well..." Steven exhales silently, relaxing some. "I prefer to think of it as being able to see humor in things...for the most part, at least."

Her hand on the back of his head is unexpected, as is the pulling of his hair (though light). The man relaxes his neck, allowing her to pull his head backward with his hair similar to a ragdoll. "Whatever 'that' means, as you've so emphasized, is anything else you have in mind to say or do to me, for instance your appreciated flattery or teasing...both verbal and physical."

He pulls against her hand slightly to make his point, "As such."

The former Champion smirked slightly, "Those are merely examples, as well."

[eleonore badisa]

Eleonore grins. "Touche." She allows her hand to be removed from his head, turning her own to nuzzle his neck. "Arceus forbid you take things too seriously." The woman hums against his skin. "You smell quite nice, by the way." He's not perfumed or scented -- other than the perhaps vestiges of the ocean breeze -- but she enjoys it nonetheless. It's much better than the cloud of cologne that surrounds other men, anyway.

She is content to stay still for a while, but she hears the soft ringing of her Xtransceiver. Eleonore frowns and stands up. "Excuse me for a moment." The blonde goes to pick up, walking into another room to answer the call. (Why are you still relaxing? the voice in her ear demands. Go!)

When the call ends, Eleonore returns to the couch with a sigh. "I'm afraid I have business to attend to." She pokes his forehead, smiling. "I shall be leaving soon -- are you sure you can handle things without me?"