[He makes a thoughtful noise, then chokes back a laugh, tilting his head to bump against hers.]
Okay, but imagine the horror if someone else thinks about spare clothes while summoning and accidentally calls a lacy dress into their hands. I'd never live it down.
[He looks a little shy again, and it takes him a moment, but he's able to shake it off. He has no reason to feel embarrassed! This is normal, very normal couple stuff!]
I- I liked that, too. Watching you...
[Her, taking her clothes off for him, or him helping her do it. Both is good.]
[ He liked... watching her? That gets another flare of pink to dust across her cheeks, and she quietly tucks that knowledge in her mind for later. How far she's come, that she doesn't feel as self-conscious as she once may have been, even when compared to when they first became lovers. ]
That-- that works out, because I like the feeling of your hands as they, um, undress me.
[He's happy to hear that, and it shows in his expression, shyly pleased. The reveal of fabric drawn back to make way for bare skin, more to touch... and getting to touch that skin, watching her expression change as he does. He likes that, and if she does, all the better.]
Sounds like we've got a few good ideas for the future, then.
[ He may not completely know the impact it has on her when he speaks of the future with a smile. But it's there, present in the way she looks at him lovingly, tiling her head up to take his lips with hers for a slow, affectionate kiss. ] I think...
[ With her hand still upon his cheek, she draws away to admire his expression. ]
...We have many things to look forward in the future we have here.
[ She needn't even name them, because she's certain that they will be there. ]
[He makes a pleased sound, keeping close after they part from the kiss, fingers curling gently where they rest on her hip. He's all contented affection right now, the shyness of their conversation fading back into satisfaction. Nothing to be ashamed or embarrassed about, and like usual, his instinct to fuss over nothing was silly. They accept one another, and thanks to that, they have this future together: ideas of lace and undressing and whatever else that don't matter in the grand scheme of things, but are allowed to matter in this world where they can indulge. It's pretty great, actually.]
If I think of anything else, I'll... let you know, okay?
[If he's keeping her guessing, yet she wants to do more and more new things with him, then he owes it to her to try and give her more ideas. This was fun, and whatever else they try is bound to be fun too.]
[ Spoken as a soft promise, she settles back into the mattress, allowing her head to rest against his shoulder.
Being with him feels like a dream, because happiness and contentedness has only ever been a surreal concept before meeting him. Often times, she has to remind herself that this is real, that this is what they have; and what they have is powerful, unique, beautiful, and precious.
With a sigh, she smiles to herself, stating simply: ]
[He shifts with her and tilts his head against hers, both arms curling around her to hold her close. A dream indeed, and not just hers- he's living it as well, happily, and for once he doesn't let the dread of waking up to find it gone bother him. Tonight was wonderful, she's wonderful, and he feels wonderful just having her in his arms. Right now he needs nothing else, least of all fears of the inevitable. Let the future be dreams, and in the morning, they'll make them real every day until they're gone.]
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Okay, but imagine the horror if someone else thinks about spare clothes while summoning and accidentally calls a lacy dress into their hands. I'd never live it down.
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You're right.... [ A sigh. ] I suppose you'll have to take it off of me in the traditional way.
[ Oh how awful. ]
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[He looks a little shy again, and it takes him a moment, but he's able to shake it off. He has no reason to feel embarrassed! This is normal, very normal couple stuff!]
I- I liked that, too. Watching you...
[Her, taking her clothes off for him, or him helping her do it. Both is good.]
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That-- that works out, because I like the feeling of your hands as they, um, undress me.
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[He's happy to hear that, and it shows in his expression, shyly pleased. The reveal of fabric drawn back to make way for bare skin, more to touch... and getting to touch that skin, watching her expression change as he does. He likes that, and if she does, all the better.]
Sounds like we've got a few good ideas for the future, then.
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[ With her hand still upon his cheek, she draws away to admire his expression. ]
...We have many things to look forward in the future we have here.
[ She needn't even name them, because she's certain that they will be there. ]
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If I think of anything else, I'll... let you know, okay?
[If he's keeping her guessing, yet she wants to do more and more new things with him, then he owes it to her to try and give her more ideas. This was fun, and whatever else they try is bound to be fun too.]
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[ Spoken as a soft promise, she settles back into the mattress, allowing her head to rest against his shoulder.
Being with him feels like a dream, because happiness and contentedness has only ever been a surreal concept before meeting him. Often times, she has to remind herself that this is real, that this is what they have; and what they have is powerful, unique, beautiful, and precious.
With a sigh, she smiles to herself, stating simply: ]
I love you.
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Yeah... I love you.
[He's so, so lucky.]