WHO: Loki, Erik, Adrasteia & y'all WHAT: Catch-all WHEN: Late Solace / Early August WHERE: Kirkwall NOTES: Language warning for Erik, otherwise nothing yet. Open starters in comments.
[ So. It is not that she will hurt herself, but the combination of memory and Loki and not knowing the fate of her husband that will cause her to suffer. He can understand that, and so he nods, once. Her reasons for waiting on inviting him to her bed, even just for touch, also make sense to him; the Ambassador is important to Alexandrie.
She walks her fingers up his chest and he can't help but smile, eyes twinkling. ] All of that sounds excellent, honestly.[ He's had a difficult time with when the other occupants of the room he's in wake for the day. More than once he's sent a pillow or three flying across the room in a fit of pique at the earliness of the hour, the level of noise from workers chattering amongst one another before the sun is even properly up. ]
It is only a few more weeks. [ This is mostly to remind himself, as opposed to reassuring her; he doesn't think Alexandrie needs it, honestly. ] Though I feel I must warn you, I haven't slept with anyone in my arms for some time.
[ He's not sure how well it'll go or if he'll have as much trouble sleeping in her bed as he does here. ]
The look on Alexandrieโs face suggests sheโd forgotten how long the mandatory stay in the Gallows was. (Or, more likely, it hadnโt affected her personally until now.)
Thereโs a temptation to bury her face in his chest and indulge in a brief sulkโ so she does. Only briefly. Then she pulls back and smiles with her own twinkle. ]
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She walks her fingers up his chest and he can't help but smile, eyes twinkling. ] All of that sounds excellent, honestly.[ He's had a difficult time with when the other occupants of the room he's in wake for the day. More than once he's sent a pillow or three flying across the room in a fit of pique at the earliness of the hour, the level of noise from workers chattering amongst one another before the sun is even properly up. ]
It is only a few more weeks. [ This is mostly to remind himself, as opposed to reassuring her; he doesn't think Alexandrie needs it, honestly. ] Though I feel I must warn you, I haven't slept with anyone in my arms for some time.
[ He's not sure how well it'll go or if he'll have as much trouble sleeping in her bed as he does here. ]
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weeks.
The look on Alexandrieโs face suggests sheโd forgotten how long the mandatory stay in the Gallows was. (Or, more likely, it hadnโt affected her personally until now.)
Thereโs a temptation to bury her face in his chest and indulge in a brief sulkโ so she does. Only briefly. Then she pulls back and smiles with her own twinkle. ]
I shall be glad to help you practice, then.