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[rosarianoath]

[His eyebrows rise a bit at being batted away, but it’s arousing in its own way, to be scolded. Maddening, too. He tilts his hips up into her touch.]

A good reason to turn in from the hunt early, then.

[noburden]

[She nuzzles his chest, more than a little enamored.]

Not until you've worked up a sweat.

[rosarianoath]

[His eyes flutter closed as she presses her face to his chest, a hand going to the back of her head and smoothing over her hair.]

I’ll hunt hard for you.

[noburden]

[She purrs under his hand, her own still slow in stroking him.]

You have been, haven't you? To provide me a comfortable life. Like one I've never known.

[rosarianoath]

Yes. Every night, in service to keeping you safe and warm… [ He lets his head fall back, a groan slipping from his throat.]

My lady, my princess…

[noburden]

When I would gladly sleep in the dirt as long as I had your body to keep me safe and warm.

[Well, now that he's exposed his neck, she has no choice but to push herself up enough to kiss it before letting her lips, tongue, and teeth have their way with him.]

[rosarianoath]

Fortunately, you can have me in this bed.

[His hand lingers on the back of her head for a moment before stroking down her neck and back. Her mouth is warm, devouring.]

And I can have you…

[noburden]

You can. As often as you need, as long as you're patient.

[Because teasing him is quite fun, though were the roles reversed she'd be squirming out of her skin in desperation.

She makes sure to leave a mark on his neck. Claiming her territory.]

[rosarianoath]

I can be patient…

[Citation needed. He currently grips her like he’s going to haul her onto him.]

But why be patient? We have all night…

[noburden]

[She smiles against his neck.]

Do you miss being inside me already?

[rosarianoath]

Desperately so.

[He is about sixty seconds away from just making it happen.]

[noburden]

[She knows. She presses her teeth into his neck, stifling a laugh.]

It's where you're meant to be.

[And yet!!! She makes them both suffer.]

[rosarianoath]

Teased? Tormented? [With a trace of humour:] I'm not above begging, if it's you.

[noburden]

I'm listening.

[There's a small swell of pride in her chest. Only her.]

[rosarianoath]

[His hand drags up to the back of her neck again, fingers tangling into her hair.]

I’ve fantasized about you for months… desperate to even brush against you in the kitchen, on the stairs…

[noburden]

[She hums in approval of his touch.]

I had hoped you were thinking of me. Wanting me.

[rosarianoath]

I was. More than once I had to excuse myself to relieve myself…

[noburden]

[Sharing that detail gets a firmer touch from her hand. A reward.]

The cold nights have been miserable without you.

[rosarianoath]

[He groans, but it staves off him manhandling her a moment longer.]

Please let me keep you warm now, to make up for lost time…

[noburden]

That night of the blizzard, I wanted nothing more but to share a bed with you. To curl up in your arms until the storm passed.

[Like maybe not so much with company present but deep down.]

[rosarianoath]

I would have given into you, if only you asked.

[Guests or not.]

[noburden]

That would have been a terrible idea.

[Their guests!!!]

[rosarianoath]

Why?

[He knows why.]

If I could have you in a bookshop…

[noburden]

Because our friends were right here. It would be inappropriate.

[The bookshop was different.]

[rosarianoath]

[He gives a little amused scoff, petting her hair again and lifting up his hips to press into her hand.]

Inappropriate? I see. It wouldn’t stop Ifrit.