Who: Cidolfus Telamon & Benedikta Harman. Status: Closed. Where: The Roost, The Farplane. What: Cid and Benedikta move to a new house in the Roost. Event stuff later. Warnings: The usual. :)
[She laughs, the sound soft against the splash of water as she rinses away some of the soap on his arms.]
So long as you break my fall.
[With a squeeze of more soap into her hand, she starts to work on his chest, scrubbing away the day's dirt from his neck and working down, her eyes lingering again on the scar that peeks out from the surface.]
[It is, indeed, a very effective trap. And it will not stop her as she now slides her hands under his arms to run along his sides, her fingers lingering on the scar again.]
I am not stopping you if you would like to continue...
[A slight arch of the brow as he looks down at her, but his own hands will now be moving to her shoulders, fingertips buzzing lightly with that tingling warmth his fingertips slowly circle around the muscles before sliding down along her sides..]
I have a feeling you want me to "advance" the session.
[She hums gently, her eyes closing at the feel of it, the warmth sinking deep beneath her skin, relaxing her further. The water shifts as she lets herself lean against him.]
I actually do not mind the slower, savouring pace...
[Just going to continue washing and lathering and rinsing, and this time, she leans in to press kisses to his shoulder, chasing the trickling water.]
Too bad. Should not have turned around then. [She smiles at him.] But you need to relax just as much as I do. And let me spoil you. So no more complaints.
[What she isn't saying is that she is still worried about him, and as her hands trail back up to his chest, she remembers what she had seen when he dismissed his magic.]
[Leaning up from his shoulder, she moves to press a kiss to his cheek instead before going back to massaging with the soap. She guides his legs up out of the water so that she can wash them too, working her fingers into the muscles of his thighs one after the other. At some point through it all, her head had fallen back to rest on his shoulder, her motions slower now that she's nearly finished...
And she'll feel her fingers brush over the length of his scar again. Slowly and carefully.]
Did this hurt at all...?
[The words slip out of her idly, almost sleepily, as she stares at it through the water and the bubbles, the raised skin smooth under her touch.]
[He'll relax further as she continues, moving and shifting a bit as she needs. When he's back to facing her, he'll idly move his hands to wash some parts of her or run the water over her skin in turn. Maybe be a little playful and tease her with a poke a little tickle here and there before she rests more against him. At that point he just sits back against the tub and relaxes, letting that fatigue and soreness fade away with her touch.
Until...]
Hmmm?
[It takes him a moment to register where exactly she was touching, and he is silent for a few moments.]
Briefly, but it might have been more a phantom pain caused by Ultima than anything real. It's never really bothered me otherwise.
[And he's added more scars since arriving into this world... Ha. Ha.]
[All of his new scars are ones that she has memorizedβwhere each one of them are, and how he got them. Many of them he received when he was with her. But this particular scar...
She lifts her head from his shoulder to look at him.]
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Even then. Just might end up more on my back when I do.
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So long as you break my fall.
[With a squeeze of more soap into her hand, she starts to work on his chest, scrubbing away the day's dirt from his neck and working down, her eyes lingering again on the scar that peeks out from the surface.]
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[Unaware of where her gaze goes, he just continues to quietly chuckle as he tries to imagine this.]
Maybe you'll need to be the one to catch me.
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You are too heavy.
[As she slaps some thick bubbly soap against both his cheeks.]
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I imagine you'd still be just as feisty.
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[She'll leave that soap there and start working on his chest now, spreading her fingers wide across the muscle there and slowly massaging them down.]
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...]
Hang on now.
[His eyes snap open as he sits up just a bit and looks at her.]
I was supposed to be treating you.
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Am I not allowed to treat you once in a while?
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[He got caught in the hug trap where he just wanted to hug her.]
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I am not stopping you if you would like to continue...
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I have a feeling you want me to "advance" the session.
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I actually do not mind the slower, savouring pace...
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Should I let you finish first? Or do you want me to take over?
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[Her hum echoes softly, and her hands pause when they slip under the water and around him to his back in a hug.]
You could take over for a bit, since you seem so adamant about it.
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I just want to finish what I started.
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You ought to let me treat you once in a while, you know...
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[He half turns to let her have better access.]
But the focus was supposed to be on you.
[A slight look because he hasn't forgotten how this all started and is questioning whether she is trying to sneak her way out of it.]
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Why can't it be on both of us?
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Bit hard for me to reach when I'm turned around like this.
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Too bad. Should not have turned around then. [She smiles at him.] But you need to relax just as much as I do. And let me spoil you. So no more complaints.
[What she isn't saying is that she is still worried about him, and as her hands trail back up to his chest, she remembers what she had seen when he dismissed his magic.]
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[And he could just turn right back around, but since she's adamant he'll let her do as she pleases. Plus it really is nice...]
But it'll be your turn after this.
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[Leaning up from his shoulder, she moves to press a kiss to his cheek instead before going back to massaging with the soap. She guides his legs up out of the water so that she can wash them too, working her fingers into the muscles of his thighs one after the other. At some point through it all, her head had fallen back to rest on his shoulder, her motions slower now that she's nearly finished...
And she'll feel her fingers brush over the length of his scar again. Slowly and carefully.]
Did this hurt at all...?
[The words slip out of her idly, almost sleepily, as she stares at it through the water and the bubbles, the raised skin smooth under her touch.]
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Until...]
Hmmm?
[It takes him a moment to register where exactly she was touching, and he is silent for a few moments.]
Briefly, but it might have been more a phantom pain caused by Ultima than anything real. It's never really bothered me otherwise.
[And he's added more scars since arriving into this world... Ha. Ha.]
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She lifts her head from his shoulder to look at him.]
Today?
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ππ fin.