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

[He had looked over when he heard the lock, but was a little surprised when she suddenly shoved him in before he could register much else. But he finds himself looking around the room for a moment before he turns to look back at her amused.]

Truly, how could one resist those charms? Especially when you just tickle them?

Truthfully...

[She leans against the door, hooking the ring of keys around her finger, and in the dim light, he'll see her lips and a brow both quirk.]

I was not expecting it to be that easy.

[He steps back towards her with a smirk.]

Perhaps I should have had you go for that cat.

Not that I am complaining. I think he liked the idea of my feathers.

[She brushes her lips against his for a moment before she pulls back.]

You are not jealous, are you?

Jealous? Of a straw necked bird like that?

[Psssssssh, please.

...]

Now what do you mean "feathers"?

[The keys jingle as she brings her arms around his own neck, her fingers rubbing a small circle against the back of it.]

That is precisely what I mean. I think he was convinced that he would have the honour of seeing them. If only he'd brought me my napkins quicker.

[Uh huh.

There's just a low raise of his brows as he looks down at her.]

And if he had he would have been sorely disappointed.

[She pretends to look affronted.]

What is that supposed to mean? Disappointed in my feathers?

[She knows that's probably not what he meant, but if he would like to remind her, she would not be upset about it—]

[There's just a light chuckle at that as he leans in closer.]

No...

[And yes, his eyes do rove down towards her cleavage before he smirks and looks back up at her.]

Only that it wouldn't be your feathers he sees.

[She definitely does not miss the path his eyes take, and it only makes her preen all the more. Even in the dark, she so does love when he looks at her like that.]

And will it be thanks to you?

If you don't get to it first.

[She's careful not to let her laugh echo too much, lest someone on the other side of the door hear them. The heron could be back and looking for her, after all. At least she thought to lock the door from the inside.]

I don't know, I quite like seeing you fight in my honour. That would be quite the battle to see...

[A light snort.]

Battle? I'd fry that bird for dinner before he'd have a chance.

And miss the chance to see you pluck all of his feathers out?

[She clicks her tongue at him and impatiently looks past him into the room beyond with a pretend sulk.]

You are no fun.

[He laughs as his hands pull her at her hips to him.]

I thought you would have enjoyed that.

[She allows him to guide her closer, and she gives her hips a little teasing wiggle.]

I never said I wouldn't. But at least have the courtesy to de-feather the bird before you cook it.

[Her eyes shine with amusement as she moves them further into the room together and away from the door. She leans in to kiss him on the way.]

So you are jealous...

[He lets her lead them further in, as well as meet her for that kiss.]

Jealous? Hah. I just thought your little performance amusing, tis all.

[Another click of her tongue.]

My amusing performance that got us the keys. I think I should be justly rewarded for that.

[Her fingers slide up the back of his neck, and she kisses him again, this time with a little more fervor behind it—]

I like it when you get a little jealous.

[—before she's tipping her head away to look at the room.]

[Just an amused hum with that kiss as he eyes.]

You'll be rewarded in due time.

[Even though she's looking away, she'll feel that familiar trickle of levin suddenly run up her hip where his hands still remain before he steps back.]

But that won't be until after we're through, so sooner we find what we need, the better.

[She sighs against the heat of that levin when it somehow finds a way through her dress to dance over her skin.]

You play a dangerous game, Cidolfus.

[A flicker of want shadows her gaze as she watches him step away from her, and her fingers twitch with the urge to pull him back again, but he is right. They have other things that they need to do first, and this seems as good a place to start as any.]

It would be helpful if we knew what exactly it is we needed. "Anything" makes it a difficult thing to find.

[He just gives her a knowing smirk before stepping further into the room, glancing around.]

At first I thought it might be a library but there's a desk over there... If it's an office, there may be some documents about our generous host's business. List of associates, perhaps?

Do you suppose that this man has any connection to the businesses we are after?

[She watches him for a moment longer before she moves to the desk.]

Or just very good at whatever it is he does...?

To have this much wealth, either he's good at stealing or he has good business connections. Regardless, even if not directly there could be overlaps.

[As he passes by the shelves, glancing at the titles out of idle curiosity, he pauses when he notices a trend.]

And our host seems to be rather interested in magic. The shelves are full of books about different theories and such. Relics and artifacts, too.

[Her disinterest in the business side of things earns him a low hum as she idly flips through the things on his desk, but she lifts her eyes, perking up, at the mention of the relics and magic.]

Oh?

[Coming around the desk closer to him.]

Anything that might be of use to us?

That I'm not sure... Titles can be misleading, after all, and there quite a number of books. However, I could take a few pictures to look up later.

[He idly pulls one out to flip through before placing it back.]

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