"I had said 'help' because I was unsure just how much you would like me to do. Usually if I have a project to do, I take over it completely. You can maintain veto power of course."
Livia smiled with a gleam of devilry in her eye. Allowing her to decorate his rooms with almost complete control, to his tastes of course, was her idea of perfect. She would have had a hard time restraining herself to quiet advice and simple presentations of ideas.
"Dinner sounds lovely, say Friday? That gives me a few days to get my loom here and think on ideas. Possibly in your rooms so I can get an idea if they differ from mine."
She was feeling extremely bold with that arrangement but felt confident that Nic's gallantry would not let him take advantage of her in any situation. He proved as much with the chivallrous kiss to her hand. Her body went willingly to his for the sensual meeting of lips that followed. The simmering passion flaired to life under his gentle ministrations. Livia was afraid she actually whimpered when he pulled away and made his goodbyes.
"Thank you for the lovely evening."
Then he was stepping away from her backwards. As he turned she could not stop the few steps she took to reach him but once she arrived she stayed her hands and simply walked him to the door.
"Sleep well Nic."
It was a very good thing she slept like the dead or else she would be restless all day with thoughts of him. Decorum made for a poor bedmate but she would sleep beside it until her mind followed the path laid out by her loins, and dare she hope, her heart.
Closing the door behind him, she returned to the kitchen and set aside the colors she had picked out earlier. Neatening up the rest took only a moment to accomplish. Soon she was in the front room but her eyes were not on the plastic tubs full of tapestries. Instead her attention was focused on the coat Nic had forgotten in her Living Room. Picking it up gently she took it to the small coat closet and hung it up, only sniffing his scent that clung to the material once or twice at most. With a sigh, almost a purr, she left the straightening to tomorrow and made her way to her lonely bed.
((Livia Out))
Unmasked
Nic got his second wind on the drive from Babylon back to Liefde, and was having one hell of a time being 'good'. Though the drive in the limo had been short, he found he must have stopped himself from jumping Livia at least three times, if not more. That the woman was gorgeous was just a small part of the problem. That she was smart, and funny, added to the list of reasons why he found her so tough to stay back from. But one of the things that made it most difficult not to just grab her up into his arms there in the back of the car, was the way she seemed to look at him. It was almost as if she wanted him nearly as much as he wanted her, and to push that aside was what he felt had nearly killed him.
When the limo pulled up in front of the Tower doors, Nic let the driver open the door, and he slid out, not releasing Livia's hand in the process. Somethings that seemed too good to be true, usually were, but he wasn't giving this one the chance to escape. Bending into the car he smiled as he waited to assist her in departing the vehicle.
"Your place...or mine?"
While he waited for her answer, he not only hope she would offer her own place, but that she wouldn't have changed her mind and want to retire alone now.
Livia
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Nicholae
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Not only did her responses fuel his own, but mentally he couldn't have been more pleased. Of all the women Nic had met in Nachton, Livia truly was the easiest for him to talk with. And her soft spoken ways were both refreshing, and old world enough that he felt positive they would have an exciting future ahead. That she was the first person he had experienced that thought over, wasn't lost on him either. Fixing up his house was the most natural thing to do, now that he cared what she thought of it.
As soft caress of his finger along her cheek, and a nod, and Nic was looking at the closed door to her suite.
Feeling a little like Gene Kelly, as he danced in the street while singing in the rain, Nic bounded down the hall, and down the stairs to his suite two floors below. He even whistled along with his own version of the dance, and reached his home much more quickly than usual.
Closing the door with a bit more 'slam' than intended, Nic nearly ran into the shower, tossing his clothes in the process. Finding the urge to 'relieve' himself of pent up energy, he stepped out again about twenty minutes later. Toweling off, he checked the wall area behind his bed, and imagined the tapestry there, before pulling back the covers, and imagining Livia in the revealed spot.
Sliding between the slightly cool sheets, he was out in a matter of minutes, and dreaming of things to come.
(Nic out)
As soft caress of his finger along her cheek, and a nod, and Nic was looking at the closed door to her suite.
Feeling a little like Gene Kelly, as he danced in the street while singing in the rain, Nic bounded down the hall, and down the stairs to his suite two floors below. He even whistled along with his own version of the dance, and reached his home much more quickly than usual.
Closing the door with a bit more 'slam' than intended, Nic nearly ran into the shower, tossing his clothes in the process. Finding the urge to 'relieve' himself of pent up energy, he stepped out again about twenty minutes later. Toweling off, he checked the wall area behind his bed, and imagined the tapestry there, before pulling back the covers, and imagining Livia in the revealed spot.
Sliding between the slightly cool sheets, he was out in a matter of minutes, and dreaming of things to come.
(Nic out)