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adventageous) wrote2020-10-16 09:15 am
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"Please leave a message, thank you."
adventageous) wrote2020-10-16 09:15 am
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[He's very talented at reading boundaries, however, and he is happy to respect them. Perhaps there is a chance his housemates walk in; Alice has made it clear she does not wish to flaunt this in front of any of them.
Though he's curious, the dynamic in the home she shares with Karin. If the same rules apply there. He can't say he has near the same reservations.]
Ah, well. I certainly will have to force a bit of myself into Karin's life, then. I'm more than happy to be a friend. I... [He pauses.] I could use more of my own.
[Lost them, as they returned to their homes. As he can only assume. It's the only assumption he wants to make.]
I'm told I make a rather mean fruit tart. I'd be honored to bring some for the two of you. [He snorts to himself.] All right, neither Geralt nor Yennefer have ever complimented me, but they certainly eat them, so it's compliment enough.
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(She and Karin are also still figuring out the whole 'how does physical intimacy work between two women' aspect of their relationship. That exploration is best kept behind closed doors.)
His comment about needing friends strikes Alice as sad, but it's not terribly surprising. The number of Mirrorbound has shrunk significantly as of late, and everyone still here has lost many a dear person because of it. Alice herself lost two of her best friends in one go, to say nothing of losing Yuri earlier still, and that felt devastating. She imagines it's even more keenly felt by someone as intrinsically social as Jaskier. With a sad smile, she reaches over and gives his hand a gentle squeeze.]
All the more reason to reach out. And maybe, if neither of you find it too strange, the three of us could do something together soon.
[Alice will happily play friendship-matchmaker between the two of them, should it come to it.]
So you're a bard and a baker? Geralt and Yennefer really ought to appreciate what they have in you. [Her smile slips into something more impressed and a touch flirtatious.] I admit that my culinary skills are only good enough to feed myself. Tarts are well beyond what I could manage.
I would happily accept one, should you make it.
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Besides, he is beginning to wonder if Alice has similar... thoughts (or fantasies) to himself. Ooh. How he longs to ask.] The three of us? No. I'd hardly find it strange at all.
[He'll mention Geralt and Yennefer. That night. Later. When things are less vulnerable.]
I'm only exquisitely talented in one. [He leans in and, unable to help himself, kisses her cheek. It's only -- her smile leaves his heart fluttering, no matter what topic brings it.] And I would love to teach you, should you require teaching. Perhaps with some degree of lost clothes. I promise, nothing too distracting.
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But at least it hasn't been all bad chaos. How she ended up sitting at this table counts as chaotic, and she's very happy to be here. Especially as he keeps teasing and kissing her cheek this way.]
Jaskier.
[She's scolding, but the blush in her cheeks and the giggle that rises out of her chest give her away. He certainly has a way of worming past her defenses, even when she's trying her best to be proper and behave herself lest they be caught. Never too much, never too far. Just enough to get her to relax into it.
(She doesn't really mind that much, in the moment. The flutter in her chest feels too nice to.)]
We'll just end up burning everything if we start with that, and you know it. You're plenty distracting with all of your clothes on.
[Moreso now, although she keeps that thought to herself. It's a compliment, but he may not take it as such.]
The moment a shirt comes off, it would be over.
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Happily, I have recently learned that, as an Aeternae, I'm impervious to fire. Or immune to it? Is that more accurate? So should any fires arise, I can easily carry you to safety. In a very gentlemanly way, of course.
[Of course. It would involve no creeping of his hands up her thighs that, though he is so very tempted to slide one under her dress, he is. Being good. (The closer to the full moon, though -- lucky he is a master of self-control.)
He laughs, delighted.] Oh, I can feel the swelling of my ego even now! Alice, you are far too wonderful. [And she is. He feels already so comfortable, looking like this, trying to remember to keep his tail tucked politely. She has proven that his fears were well misplaced, a relief in itself.] If you ever do desire to see me lose my clothes, I am yours completely. And it may be new all over again, considering... [Well, how he looks now.] Though we will certainly have to plan a sly sort of rendezvous. I'm more than happy to purchase us the loveliest inn room coin can buy.
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[Even behind closed doors, she'd argue, where their activities are far less proper. Although there's something about the way he says it that isn't quite sincere. Perhaps the playful twinkle in his eye.
Which only gets her smiling wider as she places a hand on his chest.]
As appealing as being carried off in your arms may be, I'd prefer to avoid property damage. There's something to be said for having patience and waiting until we're done cooking to engage in anything.
[At her own insinuation and his outright suggestion, Alice feels most of her blood rush to her face and the rest of it go to... other places as her mind wanders the rest of the way. She clears her throat and drops her gaze, not quite losing her nerve but definitely pressing up against what she's able to discuss casually.]
I am curious what else has changed, where I can't see. Under your clothes.
[She dares a peek upward with a shy, hopeful smile.]
There's no need for us to run to an inn, though. We can save the rendezvous for... for another time.
[Like maybe the full moons. But she doesn't quite have the nerve to say that out loud.]
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His hand covers hers against his chest, over his heart. The contrast of blue on pale white is striking, only emphasizing his inhumanness now. And yet... yes. His heart still feels calm.
A little calm. It kickstarts a bit, certainly, when she so expertly teases him. His blue eyes light up, perhaps even a glow coming to his horns, if such a thing were possible.]
I -- I can possibly confirm there were, ah, some changes -- [Right. Another time. Calm yourself, Jask.] Yes. [He licks his lips, squeezing her hand.] Whenever you wish.
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Hard not to wonder if that, and this, are somehow fated.
Her brows furrow slightly at Jaskier's response, and Alice realizes she may have been misunderstood.]
I only mean to wait on the inn. I'd... very much like to sneak off somewhere with you right now. [Even if it seems impossible, she feels her face flush further.] If that's all right with you.
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A smile spreads wide across his face, his eyes glowing. Oh. Normally Jaskier would say it's, of course, coming down to his excellent seduction skills, but Alice has thrown him for a loop more than once.
And he is very quickly learning this yearning is all her own, and none from his encouragement.
He replaces his hand onto her cheek to feel the warmth of it. Somehow, it's even more noticeable now, that warmth, as he's grown a bit colder than himself. One must imagine a more intimate moment would be that much more incredible.
Luckily, she does not seem to shy away from his new hue.] There is not a single thing I would love more. [He stands carefully, his tail moving excitedly, offering a hand to help her up, too.] I believe my room is still very private.
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Her smile only grows as she lets him help her to her feet. She stands up on her toes for a moment, pressing a soft kiss to his cheek. It's a promise, to be fulfilled behind closed doors.]
I think your room will be perfect.