escordvi | closed 🪶⚡ all i really, really ever want is under the mistletoe

[That last bit is a little surprising.]

Am I? You don't think I am suited for this sort of lavish lifestyle anymore?

[Well, he might be right, but she wants to hear the reasons why.]

[He leans in closer with a more playful grin after taking a bite of the kebab.]

You barely want to socialize as it is, would you really be able to host a soiree like this?

And while you do have a taste for high luxury, I know you quite prefer quieter, simpler things for the more everyday.

[Even as a Dominant when she was fulfilling her role, her eyes may have lingered or shone for the jewels every now and then, but he knew she was at her most comfortable with a more simple sense of luxury, one that carried a more mature elegance in that regard.]

Well, first of all. I would only be attending soirees like this, not hosting them.

[She would not have the time for that and even if she did, having people in her home feels like some kind of violation. Especially rich people that she does not wish to befriend.

And it is true. Even before, she hated the gilded glamour that came with being in line with what was essentially royalty. Being in Dhalmekia made her sick to her stomach, and it only reminded her of it when she did see it.

No, she prefers the simpler things, as he said. A warm, comfortable bed and well-made food. A fire to keep her warm. A place with sun and a breeze and the floral hint that it carries as it blows through an open window. That is the sort of elegance she wants.]

I suppose it is easy to see the beauty in the simpler things when one has found someone to show them... [She leans close in turn, her fingers crawling up the front of his jacket so that they can adjust the collar again. It was perfect, but she just wants an excuse to touch him.] Though, it is not so harmless to indulge every now and then.

[There's a fonder smile at that, his eyes lowering to meet hers.]

Every now and then is fine.

[He can appreciate such luxuries every once in a while. But really, perhaps it's due to his exposure of his once high position and then living in the underground caves of the Hideaway that he became less enamored. More so due to the waste such rich and affluent displayed when so many suffered to give them such wealth. Jaded, maybe, but even without it his way of living has always been simpler and more humble, never forgetting his roots.

But for Benedikta, he would be willing to spare no expense for her happiness if he could, just wanting to give her all which the world denied her. And that is also why he leans more to their simpler comforts while sprinkling in a bit of luxury here and there. Enough for her beauty to shine and not leave her wanting.]

[She takes that skewer from him with a hum, a gleam flashing in her eyes as they flit to his lips. And she will indulge in a simple luxury right now and close the rest of the distance to kiss him.]

I have all the luxuries I could want right here.

[Another little peck, this time on his nose, before she takes a bite of the food.]

And perhaps a few things that I could get my hands on. Shall we finish up and take a look around?

[A low chuckle as he catches the meaning of her words, his eyes reflecting that same "desire of luxury" before he takes the fork and spears a plump cherry tomato and holds it up to her once she finishes her own bite.]

Aye, though taking a little time to let the alcohol loosen their lips isn't so bad, either.

[She takes that tomato, letting her lips brush over his fingers, thankful that he chose not to wear gloves tonight.]

We do not necessarily have to talk to anyone while we are helping ourselves to some other things... but I am sure we can find ways to speed up the process, too.

Perhaps you can even show me a few of your tricks. It's been a while since I've seen you in action.

As if you've no tricks up your own sleeve, Cidolfus?

[She continues to pick gently at his jacket, her palms sliding up the length of the collar and back down as she tilts her head thoughtfully.]

I am not sure you would enjoy my tactics these days, no matter how effective they might be.

Suppose I might have a few conditions... But I am still a little curious.

[She lifts an equally curious brow.]

And what might those be?

I think you can take a guess.

[His hand will go up to hers then as he leans in close.]

Only a certain amount of attraction, for instance.

[Flirting and charming someone is all part of the game, but now there's only so much he'd deem "allowable."]

Hm? And how much...?

[She brushes her lips over his jaw, her eyes flitting about the room behind him.]

You know that I cannot help how attracted they get.

As long as you don't give as much as they wish to receive.

[A lower rumble of his voice as he looks down at her, thumb lightly brushing over her hand with a trickle of levin to go with it.]

[The levin hovers around the ring, almost as if it means to burn a mark there where it sits. Her eyes close against the heat, a stuttered breath leaving her, and when she opens them again, they're alight.]

Be careful, or else I might end up giving it all to you instead.

[Just a wry grin at that as his lips brush over hers.]

As if you weren't going to already?

[She chuckles, low and breathy, into a stolen kiss.]

But then I will have nothing left to give anyone else...

[She leaves a little red mark of her lipstick against the corner of his lips before she's pulling back just far enough to meet his gaze.]

And what of your tricks?

[A low grin.]

My strategies are less of the "seductive" persuasion.

[Not that he hasn't used that angle before, but not as often compared to his other "charm" tactics.]

However a well placed smile and feigned interest have gone quite a long ways for me.

[Look, he knows he has his looks as well.]

[With her hands on his jacket, she pulls him closer again, a possessive gleam flashing in her eyes.]

And that works on... other women?

Hasn't failed me yet.

[And he's going to give her that roguish smile and shining gleam in his eyes as his hands move to her waist as his voice lowers.]

I keep more of a distance, however.

[She purrs again, the sound low in his ear, and it turns into a feigned disgruntled noise.]

Good, because should anyone lay their fingers on you, I've no objections with removing the problem.

[She reaches across him to grab her wine from the table, swirling the last drops of it around as her eyes scan the room.]

The guards stationed at the doors might be good practice.

Oh?

[A subtle glances as his hands slowly slide up her side.]

What do you think of getting from them?

[And now it's her turn to wear a roguish smile, one that very much mirrors the one he dons when he is up to something, as she sways her hips between his hands. She's only learned from the best...]

Some keys would be a decent place to start. Surely they would not be there if they weren't watching something valuable on the other side.

[Oh ho. Interest shines in his eyes as he continues to not so subtly run his hand over her dress.]

You really think you can?

[He doesn't really doubt her, he just wants to tease her, goad her a bit.]

[She knows that he's just teasing and that he does have confidence in her, but...]

What, you do not think I can?

[There's a playful nip of his lip in retaliation.]

If you could do better, then by all means...

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