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[Maybe that is the plan. And she is not going to let up on it as she slips her hand down into his pocket, making sure that he feels the firm graze of her nails through the fabric as she drops the three coins in.]
You have your jacket too, but... we might want to save some room in case we find other things of value, hm?
[A brush of her lips over his jaw as her hand slooowly slides back out.]
You have your jacket too, but... we might want to save some room in case we find other things of value, hm?
[A brush of her lips over his jaw as her hand slooowly slides back out.]
[This woman... His gaze sharpens at her movements and touch, knowing she's trying to provoke him.]
So I've become your luggage now, have I?
[A low voice as his arms will suddenly reach on either side of her, pinning her to the desk.]
I'm sure we can few little "nooks" and "crannies" on you for a few small things, too.
So I've become your luggage now, have I?
[A low voice as his arms will suddenly reach on either side of her, pinning her to the desk.]
I'm sure we can few little "nooks" and "crannies" on you for a few small things, too.
[The little black book clatters to the floor when she's caged against the desk, and she preens and chuckles low under her breath. Her leg hooks around him playfully, pulling him closer, her dress falling away from it and to her hips.]
Do not worry your pretty little head. You will receive your share for carrying it around. Plus interest.
[She knocks on the desk with her knuckles.]
Now, be a dear and grab the rest, will you?
Do not worry your pretty little head. You will receive your share for carrying it around. Plus interest.
[She knocks on the desk with her knuckles.]
Now, be a dear and grab the rest, will you?
[That sends a jolt to places it shouldn't at a time like this, and she bites her lip, her eyes darkening as they rove over him.]
Would you like me to move?
[As she scoots a little over the desk, laying back until she's propped up on her elbows. It gives him plenty of room to lean over her now—]
Would you like me to move?
[As she scoots a little over the desk, laying back until she's propped up on her elbows. It gives him plenty of room to lean over her now—]
[Oh so is this how she wants to play it, hm?
His eyes slowly travel down the length of her torso, lingering at the way her cleavage is revealed more, the top of her dress looking as if it's only barely hanging on. As he slowly leans over, his hips press more against hers while his hands slide up her sides until he's pressed more on top of her.
Now their faces are within hairbreadths of each other, his eyes now back on hers.]
Hmmm, depends on the kind of movement.
[A low voice, lips brushing against hers.]
But think there's something over here...
[His lips travel down her chin to the underside of her neck, one hand reaching out on the desk as if to grab something...
...
While the other has moved over to that gap in her chest, slipping beneath to find something else grab.]
His eyes slowly travel down the length of her torso, lingering at the way her cleavage is revealed more, the top of her dress looking as if it's only barely hanging on. As he slowly leans over, his hips press more against hers while his hands slide up her sides until he's pressed more on top of her.
Now their faces are within hairbreadths of each other, his eyes now back on hers.]
Hmmm, depends on the kind of movement.
[A low voice, lips brushing against hers.]
But think there's something over here...
[His lips travel down her chin to the underside of her neck, one hand reaching out on the desk as if to grab something...
...
While the other has moved over to that gap in her chest, slipping beneath to find something else grab.]
You are, and I would not have it any other way. However, you're certainly taking on a few projects now, are you not? And if you don't want to spend more time away from me...
[He continues to tease her, not really trying to push her into anything—yet.]
[He continues to tease her, not really trying to push her into anything—yet.]
[Her head falls back in invitation, something else falling to the floor as she arches even further, and when his fingers start to travel, she has to bite her lip to stifle the sound that nearly leaves her. There is so much wrong with this, but perhaps that is the thrill of it all, and it certainly has been a while since they've shared a moment like this. With all the risky business that comes and goes in their days, especially lately, this is the thing that gets her blood and aether thrumming the most, sending an overwhelming heat through every inch of her.]
Is there?
[She teases, coming back in so that she can search for his lips, and her other leg slides up his other side.]
Something better than the gold, I should hope?
Is there?
[She teases, coming back in so that she can search for his lips, and her other leg slides up his other side.]
Something better than the gold, I should hope?
Then I pass them on to you.
[Said with a teasing grin, now that the worry of being replaced is all but gone, and now this is something that she does consider more seriously.]
... Perhaps one of the girls would like to take on the challenge of bookkeeping. They would certainly be better at it than I am.
[Said with a teasing grin, now that the worry of being replaced is all but gone, and now this is something that she does consider more seriously.]
... Perhaps one of the girls would like to take on the challenge of bookkeeping. They would certainly be better at it than I am.
Far better.
[His lips brush against her skin as he continues to travel down her neck, perhaps sharing a little of that same thrill. They could be caught at any moment, and yet what was a joking cover story may not be such a "joke" after all. Should anyone see them like this, would they really question why? Well, maybe, but they could play it off.
Still...]
However.
[His teeth nips the top of her breast, a place that would be somewhat hidden by the dress, while fingertips slide over her skin as if appraising the soft, smooth feel of it.]
I may want to savor this piece of treasure later. Take my time with it to discover all its little secrets.
[The heat of levin will dig into her skin before he pulls back and she'll feel the coolness of some gemstones that were in that drawer, a dotted line right down the center of her cleavage.]
[His lips brush against her skin as he continues to travel down her neck, perhaps sharing a little of that same thrill. They could be caught at any moment, and yet what was a joking cover story may not be such a "joke" after all. Should anyone see them like this, would they really question why? Well, maybe, but they could play it off.
Still...]
However.
[His teeth nips the top of her breast, a place that would be somewhat hidden by the dress, while fingertips slide over her skin as if appraising the soft, smooth feel of it.]
I may want to savor this piece of treasure later. Take my time with it to discover all its little secrets.
[The heat of levin will dig into her skin before he pulls back and she'll feel the coolness of some gemstones that were in that drawer, a dotted line right down the center of her cleavage.]
[His teeth on her skin manage to draw soft, pleading sounds from her lips, quiet in his ears for only him to hear, and at the heat of the levin, her hips jolt beneath him, her already threadbare restraint at risk of snapping completely. His name leaves her on a sigh, one that turns into a sound of frustration when he pulls away from her.
The touch of something cold sends a shiver over her skin, raising goosebumps, and as she shifts to see what they are, they cascade down her chest and into the cleavage of her dress.]
It would seem there are far more riches than even I anticipated...
[She smiles approvingly at him, and lets the last of those jewels fall and gather in her dress.]
You will want to explore it...
[It's her turn again, the clatter of coins as shaky hands reach clumsily for them filling the space in between her breaths. Her fingers trail slowly along the length of his belt, dipping just beneath his shirt to touch the warmth of his skin, before she drops more coins into his other pocket.]
Thoroughly.
The touch of something cold sends a shiver over her skin, raising goosebumps, and as she shifts to see what they are, they cascade down her chest and into the cleavage of her dress.]
It would seem there are far more riches than even I anticipated...
[She smiles approvingly at him, and lets the last of those jewels fall and gather in her dress.]
You will want to explore it...
[It's her turn again, the clatter of coins as shaky hands reach clumsily for them filling the space in between her breaths. Her fingers trail slowly along the length of his belt, dipping just beneath his shirt to touch the warmth of his skin, before she drops more coins into his other pocket.]
Thoroughly.
I thought so, too.
[Her chest fills with the warmth of pride that is sweetened further by the cider.
She has grown fond and protective of those girls, and wants to see them thrive.]
Could even find them at the party and see who might be interested. That, or... I am sure Puksi would love to.
[She snorts into her drink.]
[Her chest fills with the warmth of pride that is sweetened further by the cider.
She has grown fond and protective of those girls, and wants to see them thrive.]
Could even find them at the party and see who might be interested. That, or... I am sure Puksi would love to.
[She snorts into her drink.]
[Heat continues to rise as he watches those gemstones disappearing, provoked even further when she touches him and drops those coins.]
I will be sure to.
[She really is terrible for him, tempting him away and distracting their focus. He's usually better than this, but how he so wishes to indulge a little more, mess her up a little more...
But just as he moves in to perchance steal another kiss, there are voices outside the door. Immediately the spell is broken and he glances before looking at her, pulling her up. He then quickly mouths, "Put everything back," before quickly grabbing what's fallen.
Wouldn't do to have them sound the alarm if they start noticing things missing too quickly.]
I will be sure to.
[She really is terrible for him, tempting him away and distracting their focus. He's usually better than this, but how he so wishes to indulge a little more, mess her up a little more...
But just as he moves in to perchance steal another kiss, there are voices outside the door. Immediately the spell is broken and he glances before looking at her, pulling her up. He then quickly mouths, "Put everything back," before quickly grabbing what's fallen.
Wouldn't do to have them sound the alarm if they start noticing things missing too quickly.]
[She is moving to meet him halfway, but only he is the one who draws back when those voices sound out from the other side of the door. One voice more familiar—a squawking sort of noise. And she swears she hears him asking about the lady in the feathered black dress. She would have been happy to continue, happy to accept that kiss regardless, so when he pulls her up with him, there's a fiery, frustrated look in her eyes, and a woeful growl that comes with it.
She lifts one finger, mouthing "you owe me one kiss" to him before she kicks her legs off the desk and picks up the black book as well as the papers that had been thrown askew. She puts the book back into the drawer where it belongs and takes a few coins before she shuts it.
With a glance around, Benedikta motions to the door on the other side.]
She lifts one finger, mouthing "you owe me one kiss" to him before she kicks her legs off the desk and picks up the black book as well as the papers that had been thrown askew. She puts the book back into the drawer where it belongs and takes a few coins before she shuts it.
With a glance around, Benedikta motions to the door on the other side.]
I am sure she would find a way. She is nothing if not resourceful. And a bit stubborn.
[She glances around, as if to make sure that there are no moogles floating about to overhear that, but she falls back to his shoulder with a laugh.]
I will see what I can find out. For now... no "work" talk.
[She glances around, as if to make sure that there are no moogles floating about to overhear that, but she falls back to his shoulder with a laugh.]
I will see what I can find out. For now... no "work" talk.
[He just gives her a wry grin and a wink at that, and after making sure everything is back in order (or at the very least not so obvious things were disturbed), he quickly moves over to her while glancing at the other door.
The voices are louder, closer, but fortunately so far nothing amiss. It seems there's some chatter, and a new voice that's loud and boisterous can be heard as well as another.
"I do believe we can work out a wonderful deal! Here, we can speak more in my office for a moment."
If Benedikta had been working to get that door open, she better have gotten it now!!]
The voices are louder, closer, but fortunately so far nothing amiss. It seems there's some chatter, and a new voice that's loud and boisterous can be heard as well as another.
"I do believe we can work out a wonderful deal! Here, we can speak more in my office for a moment."
If Benedikta had been working to get that door open, she better have gotten it now!!]
[He can't help but smile as he hugs her closer to him, nuzzling the top of her hair that now has a dusting of snow on top.]
Aye, you're right. Sorry.
[Said a little playfully as he relaxes further into the seat, feeling quite happy and content as the chocobos continue to pull the sleigh, a few soft kwehs heard. They are currently on one of the newly made "roads" that have developed over time during their stay on the island. Mostly paths that were naturally made from frequent trips made by those who venture out, particularly ones that lead out to the many fields or gardens now in use. Of course now that it's snowing there are less flowers to see, but the white, wintry landscape is not so bad either, especially with the sun out and skies clear.]
Aye, you're right. Sorry.
[Said a little playfully as he relaxes further into the seat, feeling quite happy and content as the chocobos continue to pull the sleigh, a few soft kwehs heard. They are currently on one of the newly made "roads" that have developed over time during their stay on the island. Mostly paths that were naturally made from frequent trips made by those who venture out, particularly ones that lead out to the many fields or gardens now in use. Of course now that it's snowing there are less flowers to see, but the white, wintry landscape is not so bad either, especially with the sun out and skies clear.]
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