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Oh...
[She drags him down onto the couch with her, legs wrapping around his waist to keep him from escaping, as if he would.]
That is unfair, Cidolfus. You know well enough what will happen if we indulge now...
[Yet here she is, not doing anything to stop him, and even pulling him in for a kiss.]
[She drags him down onto the couch with her, legs wrapping around his waist to keep him from escaping, as if he would.]
That is unfair, Cidolfus. You know well enough what will happen if we indulge now...
[Yet here she is, not doing anything to stop him, and even pulling him in for a kiss.]
[There is clear disappointment when he releases her from his hold, and she clings to him for several seconds more, drawing on his warmth as much as she can.
But with a dramatic sigh and a click of her tongue, she leans back and starts to push herself up. Carefully this time.]
Wait here while I go fetch yours. Do not move.
But with a dramatic sigh and a click of her tongue, she leans back and starts to push herself up. Carefully this time.]
Wait here while I go fetch yours. Do not move.
[Oh, that taunting is working. It's clear by the way her eyes rove lazily and fondly over him that she is at an impasse, caught between wanting to grab what she needed to grab and leaping right back into his lap to settle there for the rest of the night. She chews on her lip, smiling, before she turns and saunters away to their bedroom, hips swaying in that way they always do to make sure that she grabs his attention and keeps it until she disappears.
Only for her to come scurrying back moments later with a bag draped over her arm, a box, and a satchel in her other hand, and she tumbles right onto the couch when she arrives back, her cheeks already uncharacteristically red with anticipation.]
Me first.
Only for her to come scurrying back moments later with a bag draped over her arm, a box, and a satchel in her other hand, and she tumbles right onto the couch when she arrives back, her cheeks already uncharacteristically red with anticipation.]
Me first.
[His eyes will certainly remain fixed on those hips, smiling to himself a bit when she finally disappears before gathering the gifts he brought again into a neater pile next to him. He does wonder what she could have gotten, and that question only deepens when she returns with more than he expected.]
Of course. Choose whichever you want.
[There are four distinct gifts: a long, thin box; a medium sized box; an even smaller box; and a velvet pouch.]
Of course. Choose whichever you want.
[There are four distinct gifts: a long, thin box; a medium sized box; an even smaller box; and a velvet pouch.]
[The spread before her certainly feels like more now that it's all arranged neatly for her to pick from.]
Spoiling me as always. You did not have to get so much...
[Says her, getting roughly the same amount.
But she will have to deliberate first before she points to... the small box.]
This one.
[She looks to him for his approval.]
Spoiling me as always. You did not have to get so much...
[Says her, getting roughly the same amount.
But she will have to deliberate first before she points to... the small box.]
This one.
[She looks to him for his approval.]
Oh? But I thought you said to choose whichever I wanted.
[Her grip on it tightens, but she does let him take it from her with a small bit of effort. Now she really wants to know what's in the little box, and the way her eyes follow it says as much.]
In that case... [She picks up the largest box.] We shall start with this one?
[Her grip on it tightens, but she does let him take it from her with a small bit of effort. Now she really wants to know what's in the little box, and the way her eyes follow it says as much.]
In that case... [She picks up the largest box.] We shall start with this one?
[He didn't think she'd pick the small one first!! Although in hindsight he should have kept it hidden and saved it for last from the start...no, actually it shouldn't have mattered and up until that point it didn't, but somehow he got a sudden flare of nerves when she picked if first of all things.
Bit ridiculous, he knows, yet...
Anyway, he just pulls back the rest to give her more space.]
Go ahead. Just don't swing it around too much.
[A wry joke, perhaps a hint?
And once she undoes the ribbon tying the box together and open it, she will find a new rapier resting within, the steel having a tinge of blue and the handle with an intricate yet elegant design.]
Bit ridiculous, he knows, yet...
Anyway, he just pulls back the rest to give her more space.]
Go ahead. Just don't swing it around too much.
[A wry joke, perhaps a hint?
And once she undoes the ribbon tying the box together and open it, she will find a new rapier resting within, the steel having a tinge of blue and the handle with an intricate yet elegant design.]
[Perhaps, but she does not think too much about the hint as she unravels the ribbon, only flashing him a curious yet fond grin before she opens it fully. Within, a new blade unlike one she has ever seen before sits, and she runs her fingers over the steel in awe.]
Cidolfus... a new sword?
[Carefully, she takes it out of the box and lets it rest on her hands, weighing it as she does. It's light, just how she likes it, the actual blade itself long and thin and suited to her more subtle yet elegant tastes.]
It is beautiful.
Cidolfus... a new sword?
[Carefully, she takes it out of the box and lets it rest on her hands, weighing it as she does. It's light, just how she likes it, the actual blade itself long and thin and suited to her more subtle yet elegant tastes.]
It is beautiful.
[He smiles proudly at her reaction.]
I know your own blade is fine, but I thought it wouldn't hurt if you had another option.
This one here is called the "Frostwyrm Rapier," capable of cutting through thick ice and even create blasts of ice with each swing.
I know your own blade is fine, but I thought it wouldn't hurt if you had another option.
This one here is called the "Frostwyrm Rapier," capable of cutting through thick ice and even create blasts of ice with each swing.
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