Salvation in the Coming Dark[Amelia, Isamu]

"Oops. Odd way to refer to Earth, right?"

Isamu noticed his error, but he didn't let it bother him at all. Though it was true he had never been to Soul Society, with the appearance of so many soul reapers, he had to assume they came from a different world. Considering the ghostly nature of the spirits he met on occasion, perhaps it was the afterlife. When she spoke about his desires, a playful smirk flitted across his lips as they entered the dance floor.

"Oho? You think so?"

She wasn't particularly wrong in a sense. His desires went beyond so much more than that, and he hardly made a secret as to what that was. Hell, he wasn't experiencing part of that right now. As they engaged in their dance, Isamu found Amelia's rhythm quite pleasing. It was inviting and bold, yet maintained that air of playfulness befitting a festive club like this.

Like a moth to a flame, he found himself quietly enchanted by the view. With an outfit like that and an hourglass figure, his attention was solely on Amelia. Of course, he wasted little opportunity in confirming her little statement moments ago. Winding an arm around her hip, he welcomed her forward as he held her gaze.

"Guilty as charged. I find the physical experience way more satisfying. Like the one we're sharing right now."