Then I shall need to find more opportunities for you to be able to carry me.
[ His mischievous smile is met with a sweet one. She gently taps his nose once more, but ultimately sinks into his hold.
The flourish garners a laugh from her, practically beaming at him. Whenever his playful side comes forward? She knows that she had made the right deduction and actions to aid him. ]
Pick whichever you prefer me in.
[ Her smile remains and her hands grab the fabric of the chosen shirt, quickly slipping it on before he makes his way to her lap. She adjusts only slightly for him, letting him make himself comfortable. Then, she places one hand in his hair and the other at his side. Her fingers weave into his hair, gently brushing the bangs to the side and combing the damp ends. Her gaze moves to meet his eyes the moment his look for hers. She holds his gaze, feeling her shoulders curl and a wave of happiness overcome her. ]
I have missed you so very much, Aymeric.
[ Perhaps she uses her pet names for him too often. His name may truly mean more in these moments. There is another name for him in her mind, but, that will wait for the morrow. The story of her adventure and what she had learned of the ancient past would only serve to bring up emotions she feels are better left to rest for the moment. For now, he needs affection and attention.
Her fingers continue to work through his hair, while the other pair begins to gently rub the site of the wound that threatened to take him away before they could properly begin a relationship. Alkaid's two-toned eyes gently close as she once more listens to his aether. It is calmer now than it was before the bath, yet she can still feel how it is tense and tightened in the area it most usually is. ]
I would only see to this so that you might relax more and sleep tonight. [ Alkaid tilts her head ever so slightly to the side. ] If you would rather me forgo even that, then, I will.
[ But, oh, she can feel the emotional charge in his aether. She can sense how deep his emotions run if it causes his muscles to knot. The feeling is so intense, especially coupled with her own, that the fingers woven through his hair shake at the sensations. A part of her truly stays with him and a part of him leaves with her. Her eyebrows knit slightly as she continues to listen to his aether, but does not move to unwind it unless given permission. ]
My leavings have always bothered you... even if you do not share it. Yet, now, it truly hurts, doesn't it? [ Her head tilts further as she gently frowns. ] It hurts so very much... so deeply... to the point where you could not ignore it any longer... and not even sleep would help...
Aymeric, answer me truthfully. Don't give me an answer you think I wish to hear, or the answer that would be best for the countless others we tend to; only the answer that your heart gives without reservations.
[ Alkaid's eyes partly open to find his blue eyes immediately. The hand at his hair moves to brush along his cheek before resting to hold the side of his face. ]
Would you have me retire from the Scions of the Seventh Dawn?
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[ His mischievous smile is met with a sweet one. She gently taps his nose once more, but ultimately sinks into his hold.
The flourish garners a laugh from her, practically beaming at him. Whenever his playful side comes forward? She knows that she had made the right deduction and actions to aid him. ]
Pick whichever you prefer me in.
[ Her smile remains and her hands grab the fabric of the chosen shirt, quickly slipping it on before he makes his way to her lap. She adjusts only slightly for him, letting him make himself comfortable. Then, she places one hand in his hair and the other at his side. Her fingers weave into his hair, gently brushing the bangs to the side and combing the damp ends. Her gaze moves to meet his eyes the moment his look for hers. She holds his gaze, feeling her shoulders curl and a wave of happiness overcome her. ]
I have missed you so very much, Aymeric.
[ Perhaps she uses her pet names for him too often. His name may truly mean more in these moments. There is another name for him in her mind, but, that will wait for the morrow. The story of her adventure and what she had learned of the ancient past would only serve to bring up emotions she feels are better left to rest for the moment. For now, he needs affection and attention.
Her fingers continue to work through his hair, while the other pair begins to gently rub the site of the wound that threatened to take him away before they could properly begin a relationship. Alkaid's two-toned eyes gently close as she once more listens to his aether. It is calmer now than it was before the bath, yet she can still feel how it is tense and tightened in the area it most usually is. ]
I would only see to this so that you might relax more and sleep tonight. [ Alkaid tilts her head ever so slightly to the side. ] If you would rather me forgo even that, then, I will.
[ But, oh, she can feel the emotional charge in his aether. She can sense how deep his emotions run if it causes his muscles to knot. The feeling is so intense, especially coupled with her own, that the fingers woven through his hair shake at the sensations. A part of her truly stays with him and a part of him leaves with her. Her eyebrows knit slightly as she continues to listen to his aether, but does not move to unwind it unless given permission. ]
My leavings have always bothered you... even if you do not share it. Yet, now, it truly hurts, doesn't it? [ Her head tilts further as she gently frowns. ] It hurts so very much... so deeply... to the point where you could not ignore it any longer... and not even sleep would help...
Aymeric, answer me truthfully. Don't give me an answer you think I wish to hear, or the answer that would be best for the countless others we tend to; only the answer that your heart gives without reservations.
[ Alkaid's eyes partly open to find his blue eyes immediately. The hand at his hair moves to brush along his cheek before resting to hold the side of his face. ]
Would you have me retire from the Scions of the Seventh Dawn?