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He chuckled there and instead of responding he kissed her deeply. Deciding that if he had trapped her so underneath him, he might as well take advantage by stealing a kiss from her. Fane wondered how long he could keep it up before she'd remember her duties once more. That was why she had tried...

He snatched her wrists and lightly pinned them above her head. "Other cheeks... my oh my, Lady Darke." Fane murmured as he gazed down at her. His hair making for curtain to hide them both in. "Would you breach the sanctity of the throne room with such displays, truly?" Drawled lazily as he...

He wrinkled his nose at her pinching and unceremoniously rolled on top of her. "If you pinch my cheeks in front of the court, I will consider that an act of aggression, darling." He murmured down at her.

"Streets, alleyways, barns, the bed of a jilted wife of a rich Lord..." That last one sounded way too specific to not be a reference to something that had happened in the not-so-distant past. "But, my darling, that is exactly my point. If I am to pick myself off of the streets and play-act...

A soft chuckle there. "What's the point in living if you surround yourself with coldness, discomfort, ugliness... simply because it is utilitarian?" They lived long lives. They could enjoy things and find beauty in things while others had to toil and suffer until they were old aged and...

In response to her smirk he leaned in and kissed her. He did so enjoy her lips curling upwards in a smirk. "Mm, as long as you find it acceptable, darling." Teasing her a little himself as he stroked her hair again. Pretty fire, you could stroke it for days and not be burned, lest she willed...

He reached out to softly stroke her chin and then her jaw. Gentle expressions compared to the violence usually wrought with them. But she'd have noticed he was remarkably gentle with her physically at least in these moments. A far cry from the biting words he had reserved for her at the start...

"That's good... it means I did my job well last night." And she could just taste the smugness infecting his tone as he kept her close and stroked her hair. Slowly stretching there as he yawned. "I suppose that means I have to go and apologize to the Lord of the Manse again." Thoughtful about...

"Me trying to keep you comfortable and snugged up, and you attempting to extract yourself out of comfort into the chilliness of daily duty?" His voice filtered through a haze of sleepiness. He was awake, but he was luxuriating and didn't feel the need to rouse himself too much just yet. Fane...

Did Fane realize just how close she was to tearing him apart and drain him like a bag of water in the desert? No, he was not. Would he have cared if he did know? Probably not. There was such a thing as 'cost of entry' in relationships. More often than not these things were relatively small...

Lips joined hands in appreciating her. His hand once more stroked at her spine, down again, firmer now. "Lorelei..." His lips pressing against her neck to feel her heartbeat against his mouth. Two sides warred here. The buttoned up control versus the beast chained. How long had it been that...

And yet where she went he followed. Like an annoying shadow. The moment Lorelei settled down his hands were on her hips again. This time pulling her into his chest while they were both standing. "Now that is an interesting idea." Fane said thoughtfully. "Sadly nobody has ever been around when...

He noticed her reaction to touching her spine and found it... Interesting, but not interesting enough to make him risk his life and do it again. "I once woke up riding a horse. I don't know where the horse came from or how I got on it, but..." A soft shrug. "It was quite welcome. My legs had...

When Lorelei looked back she'd be met by his pleased smile. Yes, that tension had been relieved, at least in that spot. Instead of immediately answering... he leaned in and pressed his lips against hers briefly. Stealing the barest of kisses while one arm wrapped around her waist to pull her...

And while he was doing his best to not be too rough with her, it became clear soon enough that a more firm application was necessary. "Steady, my darling." He murmured in her ear between the telling of his story. "Just sit and enjoy, I can handle whatever your body throws at me." Fane didn't...