Yet. [He teases, drawing closer to her. In the Horizon, anything is possible. Even cows climbing ladders.
No. That's far too ludicrous. He wipes it out of his mind before it can set him into some sort of laughing fit and ruin the mood. Though he is very happy to see Nadine clear-headed, making her decision to bed him without the fluttering of herbs in their heads, he almost wishes he had it once again. Simply... to take the edge off. The dark reminder that curls at the edge of his head.
So he looks outside to set it away, charmed by the snow that has begun to fall again. Perfect timing, of course.]
Well, I did hesitate after the whole shirt-removal business. [He turns to her again with a smile, and it comes easy. Why shouldn't it? For all of Nadine's warnings and what he's learned of her, he still finds her company easy. Especially that it feels all the more real when she is so upfront about everything.
He kicks off his boots before joining her, as commanded, his hands rolling over her hips to remember the frame of the body underneath these clothes. The glow of her horns, the way her neck stretched when her head was thrown back...] Shall I begin undressing you anew?
[Questions are good. If she's to be in control, he would love to be given orders. It's lucky that he's a few centuries too early to be calling her "queen" ironically.]
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No. That's far too ludicrous. He wipes it out of his mind before it can set him into some sort of laughing fit and ruin the mood. Though he is very happy to see Nadine clear-headed, making her decision to bed him without the fluttering of herbs in their heads, he almost wishes he had it once again. Simply... to take the edge off. The dark reminder that curls at the edge of his head.
So he looks outside to set it away, charmed by the snow that has begun to fall again. Perfect timing, of course.]
Well, I did hesitate after the whole shirt-removal business. [He turns to her again with a smile, and it comes easy. Why shouldn't it? For all of Nadine's warnings and what he's learned of her, he still finds her company easy. Especially that it feels all the more real when she is so upfront about everything.
He kicks off his boots before joining her, as commanded, his hands rolling over her hips to remember the frame of the body underneath these clothes. The glow of her horns, the way her neck stretched when her head was thrown back...] Shall I begin undressing you anew?
[Questions are good. If she's to be in control, he would love to be given orders. It's lucky that he's a few centuries too early to be calling her "queen" ironically.]