Tᕼᙓ ᕼOᒪIᗪᗩY ᑭOᔕT

[formidable]

Let's celebrate. ➤ For all holiday related madness. ➢ "Obligatory Christmas Music".

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[onoir]

[ In turn, Diarmuid maintains the contact for as long as he's able, taking care not to make himself push too much into her lips on their first kiss. His lips part a millimeter or two to take in Ai's breathing, and he counts them in his head, one, two, before he finally pulls back and opens his eyes just a fraction. ]

...Acceptable?

[ A light tease, punctuated by a slow brush of his thumb under Ai's lower lip. ]

[emotive]

[With that brush over her lip and the way his eyes look into hers, Ai thinks it's a wonder that she hasn't been driven mad by this man like others may have been. Then again, with the way they are now, it's incredibly maddening, but altogether wonderful.]

It could be...

[With a cheeky grin, she gets on her tip toes and steals a kiss, quick and light.]

But I'd be lying if I said that's all I need.

[onoir]

...I would be a poor excuse for a knight if I didn't show proper affections for my lord.

[ Despite framing it that way, his smile is soft, utterly personal. Her stolen kiss is cause for another light laugh, and he returns it by taking one of Ai's hands and bringing it to his lips. ]

Anything you need, let me give it.

[emotive]

[She wonders if this counts as Christmas coming early...]

Ah... Well, it's probably a good idea to take down the other mistletoe around the house first.

[A beat. Actually, an even more delayed pause if you will.]

. . .

. . .

I mean... Unless you don't mind getting stuck again and having to kiss more...

[She glances to the side shyly, although not without a hint of blitheness on her end.]

Would that be dangerous...??

[onoir]

[ Things he didn't expect from Ai: this.

He looks appropriately surprised for a split second, before he looks genuinely amused— eyes flashing in barely-concealed contentment. ]

You'll have to spare me, Master. It would be disastrous for you if I started and found that I couldn't stop.

[ Diarmuid?! ]

[emotive]

[Surprisingly, it's hard to parse what she's thinking the moment he says that though she does look at him attentively before answering...]

... But it could be fun?

[It is and isn't innocent at the same time; harmless, but full of intrigue. Disastrous indeed.]

[onoir]

[ Ah, that's unfair of her. She should know better than to tug at his heartstrings like this.

Work first, love later— that'd been his policy from day one, from the moment he was summoned and given a new purpose. One that wouldn't echo the phantoms of his living life, one that wouldn't end in calamity and sorrow.

Why is it, then, that he feels so fulfilled? ]

You play a dangerous game, Miss Ai.

[ With that said, he dips down again for another kiss, and then another, layering them on top of each other before he finally relents. ]

[emotive]

[Now he's being unfair (even though that's all the time), what with those following kisses that steal her breath away, heavy and sensuous, but feathery light; all of this in an instant and when he pulls away, an instantaneous and pleased moan escapes Ai's lips and she leans against him, trying to steady herself.]

If this is dangerous... [She wraps her arms around him, giving him a warm hug.]

Well, that's just fine then right? I can learn to keep up.

[onoir]

...I've never doubted your bravery for a second, Master.

[ She falls on him and he supports her with his own weight, pulling his arms around her shoulders to steady her in his grip. He smiles against the crown of her head, his chin settled against her hair.

Lavender, he thinks to himself. He'll never get the scent out of his mind. ]