Is that so? Well, my conclusion on that matter is that you and your sister have been only the best of influences for me and for Ishgard as a whole. [ And he will go to his grave insisting upon that if necessary. But as a rule, most Ishgardians are so very grateful to both of the Warriors of Light for all they have done, and those that are not... Well, they cannot be helped.
He would not be surprised, exactly, if he were to learn that she felt that way about being in his company, simply because that is how he feels whenever he is fortunate enough to be in hers. But he would not be so brash as to ever assume she feels any particular way towards being with him, either positive or negative. He considers it a miracle that she still remains with him at all, and so every moment with her is something to be cherished and held onto. Especially since they are so often parted.
With his hands resting on her breath and with how he is planting kisses as far down as he can reach, he is already feeling the beginning signs of arousal, but when she rubs her backside against his, those beginning signs quickly turn into more. His head tips backward just slightly as a wave of pleasure crashes over him as even that small shifting movement stimulated his own senses.
In this moment, it would seem as though both of them have shed their titles and are simply Lantaa and Aymeric. And Aymeric thinks to himself that that is precisely how it should be.
Eventually, the line of kisses that he has been making becomes too far for him to reach, but rather than stop, he simply starts over, beginning with a kiss to her cheek. ]
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He would not be surprised, exactly, if he were to learn that she felt that way about being in his company, simply because that is how he feels whenever he is fortunate enough to be in hers. But he would not be so brash as to ever assume she feels any particular way towards being with him, either positive or negative. He considers it a miracle that she still remains with him at all, and so every moment with her is something to be cherished and held onto. Especially since they are so often parted.
With his hands resting on her breath and with how he is planting kisses as far down as he can reach, he is already feeling the beginning signs of arousal, but when she rubs her backside against his, those beginning signs quickly turn into more. His head tips backward just slightly as a wave of pleasure crashes over him as even that small shifting movement stimulated his own senses.
In this moment, it would seem as though both of them have shed their titles and are simply Lantaa and Aymeric. And Aymeric thinks to himself that that is precisely how it should be.
Eventually, the line of kisses that he has been making becomes too far for him to reach, but rather than stop, he simply starts over, beginning with a kiss to her cheek. ]