escordvi | closed ⚡🪶 and forevermore, i'll be chasing the storm we had.

[A low, smirking laugh as his hands travel up her sides, slipping beneath her top to glide over her skin.]

What's there to say? But if you must know...

[His lips brush over hers before they rove over her jawline towards her neck.]

I don't care if others look your way. To a point. But.

[Fingertips slip beneath her bra, hunting and palming the softer curves.]

Try and flash those feathers at someone else—[A sharp nip at her neck, over one of his favorite spots to mark her.]—and I will.

I wonder if I should be flashing my feathers more often...

[There's just something about when he gets this way that has her arching up into his touch, all reason and restraint gone, her laughter turning into soft purrs when his mouth finds her throat. Her own hands begin to wander, her frustrations coming through her fingertips in the way her nails scratch over his back once they slip beneath his shirt, and the way her teeth play with his ear where she whispers her own dark threat.]

The same goes for you, Cidolfus. I've no reserves about making it my problem.

[She will gladly gouge anyone who dares.

Her lips hunt for his again, catching them between her teeth when she finally finds them, a low, wicked snicker resounding from her throat. And just as she's about to capture his lips to seal another kiss to them, there's a loud knock on the door.

"Your bags, sir and ma'am. And if I may, I will need to double check your pool for any leftover drake's eggs prior to using it."]

[Just a low laugh of his own, no longer wanting to waste time with words. So he will let her find him, let her take his lips and will do the same...

........

If not for the knock at the door that makes him swear under his breath. And when he tries to just ignore it, the knock continues, again warning about the drake eggs, and he just flashes his eyes at her before sighing and pulling himself up.]

Right, coming.

[She eyes the door as if she means to cut that into pieces, and she does when there's another knock and another warning of that same voice. She growls again, echoing his swear, and she chases after him when he pushes himself up off her, as if caught by some leash under his stare.

Why... why is this a thing that keeps happening to them?

Benedikta sits up on the bed, her shirt and her hair tousled, and her eyes follow Cid as he makes for the door, not caring one bit how this might look to whoever comes in.

And lo and behold, it will be the penguin from the front desk.

"Where would you like me to put these?" He's holding up the bags over his wings, his gaze momentarily meeting Benedikta's, and she swears she can see that chill that she sends shooting through him with the way she is glaring.]

[Son of a—

He had managed to out on a smile before opening the door to be friendly, but it actually cracks when he sees it's the penguin. Now, before he didn't think much of the stout bird. But now?

The once friendly smile turns icy, especially upon seeing it look past it towards Benedikta. Excuse, that is his ~~wife~~ lover not yours— So he will just casually lean against the door frame, blocking the view.]

Can just leave them right here just fine. As for the eggs, we can handle it.

[And for a moment, that penguin's eyes try to look past him as Benedikta climbs to her feet and pulls down on her shirt, before they meet Cid's again.

"I insist I take a look at the pool, sir, this is our job to ensure that your stay is as pleasant—"]

Then you will drop the bags and leave.

[Benedikta interrupts him, not once looking over to the door as she checks herself in the mirror.]

[Just a grin and wink, though there was nothing friendly about it.]

You heard her. Now.

[He holds out his hand.]

Our bags?

["Er, yes...sir..."

Benedikta watches through the corner of her eye, seeing the penguin slip the bags over Cid's offered hand with a sheepish look.

"And miss, if you—"

As soon as she's sure that Cid has the bags safely in his hands, she gives a light flick of her wrist. A wind cuts through the room and pushes between them, shoving Cid back inside and the penguin out before it slams the door shut on his beak.]

Lock it.

[There is the slight furrowing of his brows when the penguin tries to address Benedikta, but upon feeling that wind he will step with it so the door can slam shut. Shaking his head, he carries the bags and their weapons over to the side to set them down.]

Well that was a bit annoying. You really need to figure out why birds are so enamored by you.

[She rolls her eyes and straightens, giving herself one more look over in the mirror before turning to him.]

If I knew, I would have already put a stop to it.

[A kinship, perhaps. A natural draw to another with wings? She has no idea, and she rolls her shoulders in a shrug, crossing the room to him with a bit of a saunter. As soon as she reaches him, she grabs him by his jacket and tugs.]

Much like I'm sure old men or those with a penchant for trouble might be drawn to you.

Think I'm too old even for old men.

[A smirk as he's tugged closer, hands going to her hips.]

Now...where were we?

We were heading out to the pool to take a look at those drake's eggs.

[But she remains where she is anyway, mere inches from him wearing a grin, and she tosses her head back with a dramatic sigh.]

It's too bad he didn't think to bring us a bottle of wine...

I could always call, but I'd have to ask for no penguins or any other birds.

[And just inching a little closer.]

And I was thinking of something else before we were interrupted.

Yes... me, too.

[Her fingers wrap firmly around the collar of his jacket, tugging him until he's as close as can be, her body molding against his. Eyes flick to his lips and then back up, and she laughs.]

About how cold I was and how the bath would go well with some wine, so do be good and call them for me?

[With that, she'll slip out of his grasp and move to the door leading out back, quickly flitting away before he can grab her and pull her back.]

Try not to keep me waiting.

[Oh he definitely tries to stop her, but she was always quick to slip away when she was determined enough. And there's just a rough laugh as he shakes his head before finding the phone.

Fortunately the person on the other line is not the penguin, and Cid will make that order along with that request for no types of avians.

Only after will he slowly saunter is his way towards the entrance to the outdoor pool and lean against the door frame.]

Should be here in a few minutes.

[Ah, he really did ask for no birds, and Benedikta chuckles to herself as she eavesdrops on his call, her eyes looking over the small pool in front of them. There's a small trickling fountain at one end near the very tall fence that wraps all the way around, and in the center is the steam rising up from the water.

By the time he comes to the door, she's already undressing, kicking off her boots and slipping out of her top and pants when she looks back at him.]

Good. I'll keep the bath warm for you...

[A smirk over her shoulder as she gives a little sway of her hips and unhooks her bra, letting it slip from her shoulders. Before long, she's climbing right into the pool, completely naked, sighing as soon as the hot water touches her toes.]

[His eyes watch her like a hawk, following the way her hands move to her bare back and that little sway of her hips. Doesn't take much for that heat to rise, but he manages to snort and click his tongue as he remains where he is.]

Just took away all the fun. And you really want me to wait out here?

[So cruel. So cruel. Though is it a good or bad thing that he's able to refrain himself and just appreciate the view he has right now?]

[It's probably a good thing, considering—]

You have to fetch the wine when it gets here.

[And she's just going to stretch her arms up to the sky, arching her back in his direction, and she gives a toss of her hair, knowing full well that he's watching her, before she gets into the pool.]

You wouldn't want me answering the door like this, would you?

[Not after what just happened before they were rudely interrupted.

A peek over her shoulder, and he'll see that quirk of her lip.]

You could have at least waited.

[A mock pout.]

[She wades over to the other side and turns so that she can face him, lowering herself so that she's sitting and the water ripples just below her collarbone, keeping her well-hidden in the steam. Though not so hidden that he can't see the way she looks at him with a heat as hot as the water she's soaking in.]

I said I was cold, didn't I?

[Her arms stretch out on either side of her, tempting him.]

Which "fun" were you referring to? As far as I know, there's plenty to be had.

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[She wants him to wait for the wine and yet she's tempting him. What a terrible villainess she is.]

Well the undressing part for one. It's like presenting a gift without being able to unwrap it.

[She knows exactly what she's doing, and she'll even bring a hand of water up to drop it over her shoulders so that it trickles down.]

I just did the work for you.

[... And then the other shoulder.]

You should be thanking me.

[......

.................]

All right, that's it, I'm getting the wine myself.

[TURNING AROUND BECAUSE THIS IS CRUEL AND UNUSUAL PUNISHMENT.]

[Her pleased laugh echoes across the whole pool. Maybe she was planning this all along—]

Do try to hurry. I'm not getting any warmer.

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[The only answer to that is the loud slam of the door—well, not an angry slam, just a notable one that she can hear as he stalks off down the hallway.

And he will actually take his time, helped in part that they had yet to bring out the wine. In fairness to them, it looked like they were quite busy with the sudden flux of guests that have come in. And as he waits, he decides to add to their order—some cheese, fruits, and bread, things that would pair well with the wine. Hm, make that chocolate strawberries, yes—and peaches, got any of those?

So it would be good while before he returns to the room, with him even taking a leisurely walk back before he opens the door—]

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