knightofmercury | Frederick and Tiwa (Outside a Bar-shaped place)

Frederick and Tiwa (Outside a Bar-shaped place)

Frederick is out in the forest tonight, lying in a clearing by the lake, looking up at the stars. He traces patterns of constellations in the air with one hand, his other arm placed casually under his head and his legs crossed above him. He hums softly as he does so, a wayward tune that seems to vascillate between songs he's only vaguely familiar with, and nonsensical melodies he's made up on the spot.

The calm, dark water of the lake nearby reflects the glittering specks of light in the clear night sky, creating the illusion of space both above and below.

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She giggles and moves a hand into his hair,

"Just adorable?"

"You are a lot of things, m'dear-- adorable is just one of many," he replies, continuing to kiss her. "It's not an adequate description. What I mean to say is that anyone who spends more than five minutes with you is forced to adore you, by virtue of your shining personality and every last one of your physical features, and that I myself have fallen under this spell of yours, more deeply than I ever thought possible."

Now she's blushing but its mixed with being rather happily flushed,

"Mm, I could get used to this."

"Could you, now?" Frederick coos, into her ear. "You wouldn't get bored of me, and fly away?"

He pulls her a little closer with the arm he has around her back, trapping her body against his.

She shifts against him with a contented sigh,

"You might get bored too."

"Mm. That's difficult to imagine," he purrs. After a few moments of burying his nose in her hair, he shifts downward to place a soft kiss on the side of her neck.

The kiss and the purr feels nice and she sighs before ruffling his hair and pulling him down to the ground with her,

"Then we'll just have to keep each other busy."

"And how might we do that?" Frederick asks innocently, as if he hasn't a clue.

His smile is rather suggestive, however.

She kisses him, a long and deep kiss before answering,

"I'm sure we can think of something."

His heart flutters a bit at the kiss, and he drinks it in deeply, truly letting himself want more for the first time. He shifts one of his legs in between hers, rubbing against the inside of her thigh just above her knee.

"We just might think of something, between the two of us," he replies, his voice lower.

"I know we can,"

When he moves his leg, she pulls him closer, letting her hand get lost in his hair. Then shifts her other hand down his back, taking her time to feel all his muscles.

Frederick lets out a rather satisfied and drawn-out "mm" noise, breathing deeply of her feel and her scent. He copies her a bit, sliding his hand down the side of her waist, her hips, then her thigh. When he brings it back up again, he trails just one finger upwards, stopping to tickle her back just above her hips.

She moves into his touch as her hand wanders down to his waist and kisses his neck.

He shifts into her embrace, quite enjoying the feeling of her hand there. Even better, perhaps, is the feeling of her lips against his neck.

He kisses the edge of her ear before murmuring into it, "I certainly wouldn't mind if you kept doing that, m'dear." He reaches up momentarily to loosen his collar a bit, then goes back to teasing the bottom of her shirt.

"Good, because I plan on doing more of it. Though we might want to get more comfortable at some point,"

She really doesn't want to move from being so close to him but they are outside.

"Hm?" Frederick stops, pulling back to look at her face. "Oh. Yes, I suppose," he laughs, pulling his arm out from under her back and propping himself up with both hands on the ground.

He smiles down at her. "Where would you like to go?"

She gives him a thoughtful headtilt along with a quick kiss,

"Not far but someplace where I won't have to worry about rocks."

"The lake, perhaps?" Frederick teases, kissing her nose. "Or would you prefer a nice, tall tree? Or...!" He leans down one more time, to murmur very suggestively in her ear, "I've always wondered what it would be like in the air."

But he laughs again and starts to get up, however reluctantly, then offers a hand to help her do the same. "I'm sure our friend Bar could spare us a room, if we ask nicely."

The idea of in the air turns her quite red as she takes his hand,

"I know she can."

That blush is rather tempting, Frederick thinks, but he decides against trying that, for now. Perhaps some other time.

Once she's up, he offers her his arm.

"Shall we?"

"Yes, we might try that last one another time,"

She leans to kiss him on the cheek as they head to the Bar.

Frederick smiles and winks at her.

It's a lovely, starlit stroll back to the main Bar-- more than once, Frederick gazes up at the stars, only to be distracted again by her smile and the feeling of her arm in his.

Once inside, he leads the way up to Bar. "Would you like to ask, or should I?" he says, turning to Tiwa. He assumes the appearance of the room will vary slightly, depending on which one of them asks. And the setting is often important in these matters.

"You ask,"

She's curious to see what Bar will provide for him and this is just comfortable with a lovely fluttery feelings to everything.

"Well, then, m'dear," he says, addressing Bar. "A room, if you please." And a key promptly appears. He offers his hand again to take Tiwa's, as if he's about to lead her onto a dance floor.

Once upstairs, they find a rather large room waiting for them, bathed in purples and delicate silvers, and very Victorian in décor. There's a large picture window on the far wall, framed with velvet curtains, with a seat underneath. The rest is rather usual—two chairs, a small table, desk, nightstand, and bed. The bed is large, with gauzy fabric hanging down from a high canopy.

"Well, this is lovely," Frederick can't help but say. "A bit more modern than my room at Dawnbright." Which, by his tone, clearly suits his taste.

Tiwa doesn't answer instead walking around it, its rather more fiddly than she's used to, but there are some wonderful things that shine,

"I like this, its like you. Shiny and soft with hidden things."

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