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

[A quiet laugh as he takes his own.]

Had more important appetites to take care of first.

[She rolls her eyes gently at him. Yes, that Cidolfus is still here.]

And? Do you feel sated?

Mmm...

[A sip of his wine before he sets it down so he can pick up a chocolate strawberry and press it to her lips.]

For now.

[And she'll lean into it and take a bite, letting the strawberry linger between her lips, her tired yet always hungry eyes meeting his.]

A good thing you brought all this food then, just in case you get hungry for more.

[There's a glint there, and she reaches across him to grab a slice of peach to bring to his.]

[He'll keep the now half-eaten strawberry near her so she can finish it off if she wants while smirking a bit at the peach—]

Not sure they'll be quite as filling.

[—before taking the whole slice, lips and teeth grazing her fingertips before he chews.]

[She licks her lips when he steals that peach before plucking that strawberry right out from between his fingertips, taking the whole thing between her teeth with a grin pulling at her lip as she speaks around the fruit.]

Fairly certain it is not me who does the filling.

[And she'll pull the rest of that strawberry into her mouth with her tongue, washing it down with some wine before she's wading around him, arms going around his waist until she's more in his lap than beside it.]

...But if you do need more...

[While her eyes follow her hand to where it touches his chest, her gaze noticeably softens.]

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[A slight rise of his brows as she moves around to settle into his lap, and a smirk grows as he looks up at her, his own arms wrapped firmly around her.]

Hmm...maybe it's me who should be asking you that question.

[And a rough jerk of her hips against him.]

Do you have room for more?

[While she does yield, her hips obliging to the sudden pull of her hips over his, a soft sound tumbling past here reddened lips, there's something deeper swimming in her gaze when she lifts it to meet his.]

... Always.

[It annoys her sometimes how she simply cannot get enough of him. How she always wants him, thinks of him, no matter what they are doing. It's always been that way, though... it's just a feeling she has to get used to having again.]

Or else would I have offered?

Well.

[He pulls her in closer, a little more slowly this time as his face inches towards hers.]

I can't leave the lovely lady wanting, now can I?

[As he leans in, her head spins, and she meets him the rest of the way, pressing a kiss to his lips. But it's different. More tender. Sweeter, and not because of the strawberry, though that probably helps.

But she pulls back just a quick, leaving a tingle behind on both their lips.]

...Cidolfus...

[His name hangs in the air between them, and she breaks that heavier silence with another kiss, arms sliding up so that they're around his shoulders instead. And as they draw small, lazy circles over them, her head tips to lean her forehead to his, and she sighs.

There's been something that's been on her mind, and she's working through how to say it. A rare thing, but she's trying.]

About today...

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[He does notice the difference in how she's meeting him. That bit of tenderness and sweetness, one that sends a warmth down through his chest and makes him want to pull her in closer, deeper—and he does. But before he can get any farther than that, she's pulling back. Instinctively he moves forward to catch her, but stops when she says his name. Somehow it sounds...different, almost as if in a question, and he waits only to have her kiss him again.

His thoughts spin briefly, but his hands are already moving from her chest to her hips.]

Hmmm?

[Just an idle hum as really a lot of things happened today.]

[...

Another pause, her lips pressing together, the taste of both him and the strawberry clinging to her, and she almost wants to throw the thought away in favour of simply allowing them to fall into the same old routine again. It would be easier, wouldn't it? To just demand that he forgets about it and kiss her instead...

She does sate herself with a soft brush of her lips over his, not quite a kiss but enough for it to be something.

Though whether it does anything to calm her racing heart or mind remains to be seen.]

Are you...?

[She can hardly even bring herself to ask that question, the words feeling so unnatural on her tongue.]

[Sensing something amiss, he pulls back to look at her with slightly furrowed brows.]

...Something on your mind, love?

[She makes an uncomfortable sound in the back of her throat when he doesn't pick up what she's laying down for him... and what she thought to be plainly, too. She was hoping that she wouldn't have to say it, hoping that she wouldn't have to turn her skin inside out just to be able to be sure...

That she is even wanting to ask is strange enough. He seems to be, but on days like this, he can be as unreadable as the once Lord Commander was... It's frustrating.

So, she takes a breath and pulls herself back into him after he draws away from her, her face burying itself into the crook of his shoulder while she mutters that final word.]

...All right...

[It takes him a moment, both to register what she's asking and process the fact that she's asking. It's such a common question that anyone would ask, yet from her...let alone now...

...

He's silent for a moment, unmoving, before the hands at her hips now move to slowly run up her back, his body relaxing as he leans back against the wall of the small pool. Her breath against his skin is warmer than the steam, and perhaps it's a good thing she's hiding her face so she can't see the gentle glance, the soft smile before he looks back out forward.]

...Much better than before.

[He's not sure if he can really say yes or no, but he can at least truthfully answer like this.]

[His silence only makes it harder for her, and it takes every ounce of restraint she has not to shift uncomfortably in the middle of it. So she remains still, hardly breathing as she awaits his answer, and he'll probably feel some of that tension easing out of her as soon as it comes.

And she doesn't need to look at him to know the sort of look he's wearing. She can hear it in his voice and feel it in the way it makes her heart flutter. Enough that she partly regrets asking.]

You look leagues better than you did before.

[A light joke with the hopes that it will pull her a little further away from those feelings, as her arms tighten around his shoulders.]

[A quiet chuckle.]

I should hope so, especially since I had a little help with that.

[And he is just going to playful turn and lower his face a little so he can rub his chin against the side of her ear.]

[It tickles, and she lifts a hand to playfully shove his face away with a little laugh. Though surely he knows by now how much she loves the feel of his scruff against her skin?

But his answer comes as something of a relief, which is not something that she feels often.]

You know I don't just mean that...

[He does, which is why he just tries to rub it against her hand instead, a smile playing at his lips before he stops so he can press his lips against the side of her ear instead.]

I know. But my answer still remains the same. I wouldn't be here without you, after all.

Still holed up in your workshop, hm?

[She presses a little kiss to the crook of his neck where she continues to hide from him before her voice goes soft again.]

I do hope it was worth it...

[He will get her to come out of her little hiding place yet, but for now he continues to plant soft little kisses as his hand continues to gently run up and down her spine.]

It was. Is.

[A quiet laugh against her ear.]

And you said you wouldn't know how to take care of me. I'd say you've done a wonderful job.

I don't.

[Can he hear the pout in her voice? Feel it in the way her face crumples into it against his neck? If he keeps up with these compliments, she might have to shove a peach in his face. Figuratively and literally.]

I just figured you could use some fresh air.

[He can and it just makes him chuckle more.]

You did more than that. Forced me to wash up properly, made me sleep, and just stayed with me the whole day and night.

All things I needed and wanted.

[Her hands have found the water, and she brings them up to idly trickle water over his shoulders while she listens to him.

But here come her insecurities, sweeping in like a riptide, and she finally lifts her face far enough from where she rests so that her voice is a little clearer, if still quiet.]

But from me?

[It could have been anyone. Really, it should have been anyone else but her... but there's a sharp pang in her chest. That feeling—no, yearning of being wanted. Being needed by anyone, but especially by him.]

[He holds his gaze with her so she can see the clear sincerity reflected in his eyes as his hand rises from the water to gently brush against her cheek.]

It can be only you.

[A soft, quiet voice that carries more weight than it rightfully should—and he knows it.]

Sure, anyone could grab me by the scruff of my neck and force me up and out of there. Could try and give me some company. And while it might have helped some, it's only yours who would have actually made me feel better and not just fall back into that slump.

More importantly...

[His hand turns to more fully cup her cheek.]

It's your company I would have wanted and needed most. You...

[He purses his lips, stopping himself short from what he was about to say. Because he knows she wouldn't be able to handle it, would peach him right there and then.

Just to know how important she once was in his life...and how she still is.]

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