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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[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.

[ramuhs]

[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.]

[garudas]

[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.]

[ramuhs]

[There's a small look of surprise...

...

And then some hesitation.]

Perhaps that one would be better for last.

[And going to try pull that small one away...]

[garudas]

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?

[ramuhs]

[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.]

[garudas]

[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.

[ramuhs]

[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.

[garudas]

Ice?

[She seems surprised by that, but pleasantly.]

What might Garuda think of me wielding Shiva's domain?

[A light giggle as she continues to admire the sword, turning it around in her hands and watching as the pristine blue-tipped steel shines in the light.]

I wonder how this might work with the winds...

[ramuhs]

I'm sure you could create something extraordinary.

[And while that's half flattery, it's also sincere.]