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[noburden]

"Months," she replies immediately. Time they've needed, she'd say, but it doesn't mean she didn't miss him intimately. "I sent you back down here but every night I wish I hadn't."

[rosarianoath]

Founder, months do fly by, haven't they? Nearly three.

"It's alright," he says. He slides his hand back, through her hair, rounding the back of her head. "We'll be together again when the time is right."

[noburden]

"I don't wish to rush into anything," she tells him, looking into his eyes. "But I also don't wish to lose any more time with you than I have."

[rosarianoath]

He gazes back into her eyes, expression soft.

"I know," he says. "Are you happy with this now?"

[noburden]

"Happy with you? Yes," she says. "I like our letters. I like to think they make us more considerate of one another. I know you better than I did, and I hope you understand my heart better as well."

Even if she's only really just done the one.

[rosarianoath]

“I do know your heart better,” he says, and his hand settles on the back of her neck. “I’m glad we’ve started this.”

[noburden]

She's at ease in his hands, smile widening a touch. She's glad, too.

"You did this for us. It's difficult, but you did it anyway. And I hope you continue to do so, no matter where you lay your head at night." In her bed, their bed, the basement.

"It's just about been a year since we came here, hasn't it?"

[rosarianoath]

“About that,” he says. Thinking about it feels unpleasant in a way he’s grown used to, but he has to live with that. He strokes her hair with his thumb. “I could stay with you some evenings… if you’d like.”

[noburden]

"Of course I would," she tells him. "I miss you. You know that."

[rosarianoath]

I know," he says, but he has to ask. Doubt always slips in: she's happy, but happiness doesn't mean wanting more. "Tonight?"

[noburden]

"Please. Share the bed with me." If she sounds overeager, she doesn't care. It's how she feels.

[rosarianoath]

Her excitement registers easily, and he breaks out a sleepy smile, blinking slow and catlike.

"Alright," he says. "Tonight, then."

That said, there is a growing ridge in his boxers, and he leans into kiss her just so he can shift slightly –– and none too subtly –– so it lays against his belly before it sticks up too noticeably.

[noburden]

Jill smiles into the kiss, partly because no, that maneuver was not subtle.

"He can come, too. There's room for three."

[rosarianoath]

Clive gives a guilty little huff.

"We'll see if he shows up," he murmurs, just off her lips. She'll take it as a challenge. He knows she will. "And if he does... be patient with him. He's neglected his training."

[noburden]

"Has he?" She asks, a touch surprised. She already wants to kiss him again.

[rosarianoath]

Clive just nods.

"I've lacked the motivation."

[noburden]

Hearing that shouldn't make her feel relief, but it does.

"I see." Then, she offers, "I've been enjoying quiet days with the people I love most." Him, Joshua, Dion. Not much room in there for anything else.

[rosarianoath]

He thinks of Astarion –– how can he not? –– but he just nods again, and then sits forward so he can get both arms around her and bowl her over onto her back, right on top of the laundry draped on the couch seats.

[noburden]

Kissing vampires doesn't count.

Jill goes with a laugh--and grabs his face to press quick kisses wherever she can get them to land.

[rosarianoath]

He chuckles as she peppers his face, stilling just so she can get her fill. His hands drift down her sides and settle at her waist for only a moment, and then he pushes her knees to the side so he can lower himself down to pin her with his body.

[noburden]

Jill sighs when he pins her, content.

"Now what? You have me at your mercy, laid out on the laundry."

[rosarianoath]

"I sleep more," he says, nestling his face into the crook of her neck, letting his full weight sag into her.

[noburden]

There goes the rest of her wind. She huffs, happy.

"Me too, then. I've recovered my favorite blanket."

[rosarianoath]

He hums under his breath, willing himself to focus on the smell of her skin and the perfume on her hair, and not his half-hard cock pressed into the groove of her hip. With enough luck, it'll go, leave this moment without too much temptation.

"I'm yours to wear as you please."

[noburden]

"One of the things that brings me joy in this life is when you fall asleep on me. I like holding you." Silly, with how much bigger he is than her, but true. Her hands move up and down his sides, feeling him through his shirt.