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

[garudas]

Who: Cidolfus Telamon & Benedikta Harman.
Status: Closed.
Where: Around places.
What: Cid and Benedikta follow a lead and sneak into a fancy holiday party. Event stuff TBA.
Warnings: it's them, what do you want from me



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[garudas]

You got your kiss, what are you both squealing about?

["Kyaaaaaaaaaaaaa~ Kupopo~~"

Puksi covers Kupli's eyes as Benedikta continues to pepper Cid's lips and cheeks and nose with kisses, before the older sister drag her off, leaving them alone up on the balcony together. At long last.]

It took you long enough.

[ramuhs]

Me? I was waiting for you.

[A wry grin as he starts making their way back to the house.]

[garudas]

Noooo...

[She drawls out the word almost petulantly.]

You owed me, so I was waiting for you.

[And she boops his nose.]

But I got impatient and tired of waiting. That does not make you the winner.

[ramuhs]

The bet was to see who would fold first, and you clearly did.

[Kicking open the door~]

[garudas]

[The kicking of the door earns a small giggle from her, followed by a click of her tongue.]

And so what is it you want for your "hard earned" victory?

[ramuhs]

I think you know.

[A devious grin as he pulls her up closer, but then he gives her a more cheerful smile.]

However, there is still one thing left for the night before we get into that.

[Instead of their bedroom, he takes her to the living area where he'll set her down on the couch.]

[garudas]

[She is fully expecting him to whisk her away to the bedroom for the night, so when he takes a different route instead, she glances back over his shoulder with a confused sound.]

There is...? And what might that plan be?

[She may have forgotten about it in all the kiss and mistletoe chaos...]

[ramuhs]

[He just grins as he straightens up and holds up a hand.]

Just wait right there.

[And off he goes to disappear further into the house, specifically his office. When he returns, he'll have a few boxes in hand.]

[garudas]

[She is restless as she waits, wondering what he could be up to, and by the time he returns, she'll have found a way to lie down and stretch across the couch, and she is kicking her feet up in the air.

But she snaps upright the moment she sees him and the several boxes in hand, and her hand shoots to her mouth with a gasp.]

Shit... I forgot about the gifts... I have some for you too, I must—

[When she rushes to her feet, she wobbles...

And plops back down onto the couch.]

[ramuhs]

[He laughs when he sees her try to get up, and he just sets down the gifts down near her as he sits down next to her.]

It's all right. Admittedly I should have done this before you had that last glass.

[And then a quirk of his brow before he chuckles.]

Or three.

[garudas]

[She stares at him with a pout.]

Please, Cidolfus. I am not that drunk, just a little...

[Okay, maybe she is, but she is not so intoxicated that she can't appreciate what he's doing, and she throws her arms around him instead of finishing that sentence. It doesn't matter.]

Let me go fetch yours...?

[ramuhs]

[A soft chuckle as his arms go around her, pulling her closer.]

Think you can make it?

[garudas]

[Her laugh is giddy, and in spite of her words, she wraps her arms around his shoulders, allowing herself to be pulled in.]

Well, not if you hold me like this, I will not...

[ramuhs]

Mmm, such a tough choice...

[A grin as leans in closer.]

Can't you just be my gift? I'll enjoy "unwrapping" you just as much...

[garudas]

[Her laugh turns into a delighted squeal when he leans in, and she boops her nose against his.]

You may have that as well. But you would spoil all the other surprises with this one?

[ramuhs]

I can always have them later.

[And his lips already move to her cheek and then her jaw, hands moving to her side.]

[garudas]

[She nuzzles into his neck, lips trailing along the curve of his shoulder, welcoming the touch that she has missed in the last few hours.]

But I want to know what you have in those boxes.

[ramuhs]

More than you want me?

[A playful nip at her neck.]

[garudas]

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.]

[ramuhs]

[A rumbling chuckle as he accepts that kiss, pulling her in further as he leans back against the couch.]

Mm...quite the quandary.

[garudas]

Mm... Indeed.

[She rests against him, and whatever tension she had left in her body leaves her in a single exhale.]

Whatever will you do...? Free me so I can fetch your Winterstide gift, or perhaps we will be stuck here for the rest of the night?

[ramuhs]

[He looks to be in clear turmoil before he sighs and releases her, arms swung out wide.]

Might as well do it now.

[garudas]

[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.

[ramuhs]

Where else would I go?

[Once she's up, he just spreads his arms out abainst the back of the couch and crosses his ankle over his knee as he grins lazily, as if taunting her like a fox.]

[garudas]

[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.