After an indignant, 'put me down, Amir,' and an experimental twist in his arms, let her know she was stuck over his shoulder, Dana gave in and relaxed into Amir's hold. It was already incredibly unseemly to be carried in such a fashion, she would not further disgrace herself by yelling and flailing.
A soft 'oof' was startled from her when she was dropped on his bed. Opening her mouth to speak, she was cut off with his command and subsequent departure. Well she'd certainly never been carted off and the ordered about before. She was rather put out, but also incredibly turned on by it all.
She had just managed to get her dress arranged properly when he returned. There was something in his eyes she couldn't place, but then with the almost non-existent light in his room that wasn't surprising.
Dana's eyebrow was getting a work out this evening, as she lifted it at him again. Then with a soft shake of her head she carefully pulled loose the soft blue satin bow holding the ballet slippers to first one one foot and then the other. After pulling them off, she stood and placed her tiny shoes next to Amir's. They were the only spot of real color in his room and she rather liked the look of them there.
After returning to the bed, she chose to push herself further into the center, so that her feet were no longer dangling from the edge.
"I am at your mercy."
She returned his smile as her heart sped up, and her fingers ran lightly across her hair, laying down anything that had strayed from the twist at the nape of her neck.
Behind Closed Doors
Amir didn't let Dana down until they'd reached his suite, where he carried her in, closing the door behind him, and headed down the hall into his room, which seemed the most appropriate location for this massage.
Tumbling Dana gently but unceremoniously onto his bed, Amir stood over her with his arms crossed thoughtfully. Of course he knew what massage was. It had been around even when he was young. But he'd never done it. And, thinking back, he could only recall ever having been on the receiving end a couple of times. Those were too far in the past for him to recall exactly how it had been done.
"Wait there," he said to Dana, holding one finger up.
Striding out to the living room and his laptop, he popped it open and quickly pulled up Wikipedia, tapping in "massage." He gawked for a moment at the sheer number of massage techniques. Seriously?
A quick skim of the page confirmed it - he knew exactly nothing about massage. Nor did he have any of the required elements that seemed to be essential... scented oils, heated stones and the like. Oh well... he'd have to make do without.
He looked down at his hands, flexed them experimentally, and headed back to the bedroom after closing his laptop once more. Pausing outside the door he balled his hands into fists, shook his head at himself, and splayed his fingers out wide.
Heading through the doorway he kicked his shoes off and placed them neatly along the wall. Sitting down on the bed next to Dana he gestured for her to do the same.
"Feet first," he said with a slow smile. "As requested."
Dana
15 years ago
Amir
15 years ago
Amir wondered briefly exactly who was at whose mercy here, but a promise was a promise so he picked up one of Dana's impossibly tiny feet and examined it briefly before applying the pads of his thumbs to her soles in firm circles. A professional massage was clearly out of the question, but he reasoned that that didn't seem to be exactly what she was aiming for, or she'd have had him bring her to a masseuse.
He quietly worked his contemplative way over both of her feet, watching her face and her body for reactions, getting an idea of what felt good to her and what didn't. One thing was certain, if he managed to win a game of pool he sure wasn't going to go easy on her.
Amir carefully worked his hands up Dana's slim legs, stopping just below her knees, massaging her calf muscles with the heel of his hands. He discovered his fingertips seemed good for the smaller muscle groups and the palms of his hands seemed more appropriate for larger muscles.
When he stopped at her knees, he shifted himself on the bed so he sat at Dana's head now. He gently lifted her, arranging her so that she sat leaning against him, between his legs as they'd sat only a few nights back, looking at stars.
Reaching around her he took her hand and gently began to work his way down each finger, across her palms, over the delicate web of skin between her thumb and forefinger; first one hand, and then the next. He rested his chin very lightly on her shoulder so he could watch what he was doing, but as he worked he turned his head and murmured low in her ear, "Tolerable so far?"
He quietly worked his contemplative way over both of her feet, watching her face and her body for reactions, getting an idea of what felt good to her and what didn't. One thing was certain, if he managed to win a game of pool he sure wasn't going to go easy on her.
Amir carefully worked his hands up Dana's slim legs, stopping just below her knees, massaging her calf muscles with the heel of his hands. He discovered his fingertips seemed good for the smaller muscle groups and the palms of his hands seemed more appropriate for larger muscles.
When he stopped at her knees, he shifted himself on the bed so he sat at Dana's head now. He gently lifted her, arranging her so that she sat leaning against him, between his legs as they'd sat only a few nights back, looking at stars.
Reaching around her he took her hand and gently began to work his way down each finger, across her palms, over the delicate web of skin between her thumb and forefinger; first one hand, and then the next. He rested his chin very lightly on her shoulder so he could watch what he was doing, but as he worked he turned his head and murmured low in her ear, "Tolerable so far?"
Dana
15 years ago
Dana had let her body relax onto Amir's bed, when his thumbs had pressed into her foot. It felt wonderful, and she was going to enjoy his ministrations to the fullest. Soft little moans and sighs issued from her as he hit the spots that were the most tender from being in high heeled shoes all night.
She protested softly when he stopped, but the wrinkle in her brow smoothed, as he lifted her to lean against him.
"Oh, most tolerable."
Smiling she snuggled against him. He could very well stop when he wished, as this cuddling was really what she'd been after.
She stopped his talented fingers by taking hold of one hand and lifting it to her lips to kiss the palm.
"Thank you."
She was content and comfortable, as she let his hand return to it's business.
She protested softly when he stopped, but the wrinkle in her brow smoothed, as he lifted her to lean against him.
"Oh, most tolerable."
Smiling she snuggled against him. He could very well stop when he wished, as this cuddling was really what she'd been after.
She stopped his talented fingers by taking hold of one hand and lifting it to her lips to kiss the palm.
"Thank you."
She was content and comfortable, as she let his hand return to it's business.
Amir
15 years ago
Judging by the sounds issuing forth from Dana's lips, he was doing a pretty good job for someone who knew jack and shit about massage. Hearing her moan and sigh was having no small effect on him, in addition. That was a benefit, the way he saw it.
When she thanked him he assumed he'd fulfilled what she considered to be his part of the deal, but Amir didn't stop. Truth be told, he was enjoying it too. Dana's skin was smooth and warm and she had a happy, content expression on her face.
"You're welcome," he said agreeably. He tilted her head forward just a bit, not resisting the urge to kiss the nape of her neck before applying his fingertips there as well.
When he figured her neck was taken care of, he reached up and undid her hair from its twist, letting the pretty strawberry locks fall down and sliding his hands in to comb with his fingers. Very gently he massaged her scalp, a combination of rubbing and finger-combing, making sure he didn't pull her hair and hurt her. This part, he figured, was his reward for being a good sport; he loved her hair. It felt good over his fingers.
"I could get used to this," he murmured from behind her. He watched his hands carefully. This wasn't what they were used to doing. It was almost as if he worried they might realize they were engaged in something completely anathema and turn on him, so he concentrated on keeping them appropriately occupied.
When she thanked him he assumed he'd fulfilled what she considered to be his part of the deal, but Amir didn't stop. Truth be told, he was enjoying it too. Dana's skin was smooth and warm and she had a happy, content expression on her face.
"You're welcome," he said agreeably. He tilted her head forward just a bit, not resisting the urge to kiss the nape of her neck before applying his fingertips there as well.
When he figured her neck was taken care of, he reached up and undid her hair from its twist, letting the pretty strawberry locks fall down and sliding his hands in to comb with his fingers. Very gently he massaged her scalp, a combination of rubbing and finger-combing, making sure he didn't pull her hair and hurt her. This part, he figured, was his reward for being a good sport; he loved her hair. It felt good over his fingers.
"I could get used to this," he murmured from behind her. He watched his hands carefully. This wasn't what they were used to doing. It was almost as if he worried they might realize they were engaged in something completely anathema and turn on him, so he concentrated on keeping them appropriately occupied.
Dana
15 years ago
Feeling her body relax more deeply against Amir's, as he began to run his fingers through her hair. It had such a different feeling when he did that, than when Lady Erin had ever done so. This was not necessarily soothing, it was closer to foreplay than anything else.
"As could I."
Dana's hand moved to slide lightly up and down Amir's thigh, pausing to squeeze gently just above his knee, before moving up again. She concentrated on what her hand was doing, or if she did not she was afraid his gentle caresses would send her to sleep.
"As could I."
Dana's hand moved to slide lightly up and down Amir's thigh, pausing to squeeze gently just above his knee, before moving up again. She concentrated on what her hand was doing, or if she did not she was afraid his gentle caresses would send her to sleep.
Amir
15 years ago
This, perhaps, had been the most imprudent room Amir could have chosen. The very setting was absolutely right for what he imagined both of their minds were on. Without thinking he dropped his head, pressing his lips softly against Dana's back. His hands held her hair out of the way while his teeth softly traversed her fair skin, nibbling a path up the curve of her neck. Lightly, teasingly, he placed a kiss on the delicate lobe of her ear.
One of his hands dropped to hers, trapping it between there and his thigh. He paused, unsure if he'd meant to stop her exploration or urge her onward. Picking his hand back up, he placed both hands on her shoulders and gently pulled her back just a bit more, so he could capture her lips with his. There was no teasing this time; the kiss was intimate, seeking and promising all at once.
Whether they followed this through to its conclusion or simply caressed and enjoyed each other, Amir was ambivalent. Either way it was foolish to deny themselves this small bit of pleasure. From Dana's attitude he figured they'd both play it by ear... or by touch.
One of his hands dropped to hers, trapping it between there and his thigh. He paused, unsure if he'd meant to stop her exploration or urge her onward. Picking his hand back up, he placed both hands on her shoulders and gently pulled her back just a bit more, so he could capture her lips with his. There was no teasing this time; the kiss was intimate, seeking and promising all at once.
Whether they followed this through to its conclusion or simply caressed and enjoyed each other, Amir was ambivalent. Either way it was foolish to deny themselves this small bit of pleasure. From Dana's attitude he figured they'd both play it by ear... or by touch.
Dana
15 years ago
Ah, there that was exactly what her mind had been circling around, denying would happen, wishing for. She knew enough of him and herself to know that they'd been right in taking things as slowly as they had. In developing friendship, and letting desire build. They had become easy with each other, comfortable in both silence and conversation.
She gave herself to this kiss, answering his promise with her own. Her body moved so that she sat sideways to him, so that her hands could slide into his hair and her body could press into his.
She gave herself to this kiss, answering his promise with her own. Her body moved so that she sat sideways to him, so that her hands could slide into his hair and her body could press into his.
Amir
15 years ago
Amir's lips curled as he smiled against Dana's lips, his arms dropping from her shoulders to her waist as she turned. As her body melted into his he made a low, soft sound caught between a murmur of pleasure and a sigh.
It was easy to sit there with her, his hands wandering up and down her back, every kiss more and more like liquid fire. After what might have been minutes or hours, he leaned back a little pulling her with him. Stretched out, now, it was easier to learn her body, her curves and contours. His fingertips grazed along the dip in her back, brushing lightly over her bottom and resting at her hips.
When they finally broke apart he gazed up at her with his dark eyes gleaming, still smiling. There was nothing to say just then, and no need to fill the silence with anything but this.
It was easy to sit there with her, his hands wandering up and down her back, every kiss more and more like liquid fire. After what might have been minutes or hours, he leaned back a little pulling her with him. Stretched out, now, it was easier to learn her body, her curves and contours. His fingertips grazed along the dip in her back, brushing lightly over her bottom and resting at her hips.
When they finally broke apart he gazed up at her with his dark eyes gleaming, still smiling. There was nothing to say just then, and no need to fill the silence with anything but this.
Dana
15 years ago
Moving to lay her body along his, made his body more accessible to her. Her hands took this opportunity to explore and learn. To trace the muscle lines through the thin cotton of his shirt.
Her fingers unsatisfied in their seeking, moved to slide beneath the hem of the shirt. When his lips let go hers, she looked down to admire the contrast of her pale skin against the gold of his.
Smiling she sat up, pushing his shirt further up his body. Doing what she'd been wanting for longer than was probably sane, Dana leaned down and pressed her lips to the smooth skin of his stomach.
Fingers and lips traced and explored the contours and lines of his abdomen and chest until she could push the shirt up no further. He tasted slightly salty, and the scent of him filled her nose, male with a hint of spice and musk, and distinctly him.
Stretching along him again, her lips worked their way up his throat, along his jaw, and finally back to his lips. The taste here was a more intense version of what her lips had found beneath his shirt, and the coating of it across her tongue caused her to moan softly.
Her fingers unsatisfied in their seeking, moved to slide beneath the hem of the shirt. When his lips let go hers, she looked down to admire the contrast of her pale skin against the gold of his.
Smiling she sat up, pushing his shirt further up his body. Doing what she'd been wanting for longer than was probably sane, Dana leaned down and pressed her lips to the smooth skin of his stomach.
Fingers and lips traced and explored the contours and lines of his abdomen and chest until she could push the shirt up no further. He tasted slightly salty, and the scent of him filled her nose, male with a hint of spice and musk, and distinctly him.
Stretching along him again, her lips worked their way up his throat, along his jaw, and finally back to his lips. The taste here was a more intense version of what her lips had found beneath his shirt, and the coating of it across her tongue caused her to moan softly.
Amir
15 years ago
Amir laughed softly, almost soundlessly, as he found his shirt nearly up around his neck. Dana's ministrations were delicious and it was difficult to tear himself away for the moment it took to slide sinuously out of his shirt. He was tempted to stop and fold it but his arms were too full of her to do so, and he let it be for the moment.
He slid his hands over Dana's shoulders again as she found her way back to his mouth and this time the tiny straps of her dress slid away with them, tangled between his fingers. Amir gently ran the pads of his thumbs over the graceful sweep of her collarbones, lingering momentarily in the hollow of her throat before barely brushing across the swell of her breasts, still covered by the thin blue fabric.
There was a voice in his head telling him to call a halt to these proceedings now, before they went too far. There was still so much Dana didn't know, and it wouldn't be fair to her to keep her in the dark. Stronger though was the voice of centuries gone by that told him she was an adult, not a child, and not in need of protection.
Regardless of any inner conflict, Amir's traitorous hands continued to explore, to dip and dance their way ever so softly over Dana's dress, searching for buttons, hooks, or zippers.
He slid his hands over Dana's shoulders again as she found her way back to his mouth and this time the tiny straps of her dress slid away with them, tangled between his fingers. Amir gently ran the pads of his thumbs over the graceful sweep of her collarbones, lingering momentarily in the hollow of her throat before barely brushing across the swell of her breasts, still covered by the thin blue fabric.
There was a voice in his head telling him to call a halt to these proceedings now, before they went too far. There was still so much Dana didn't know, and it wouldn't be fair to her to keep her in the dark. Stronger though was the voice of centuries gone by that told him she was an adult, not a child, and not in need of protection.
Regardless of any inner conflict, Amir's traitorous hands continued to explore, to dip and dance their way ever so softly over Dana's dress, searching for buttons, hooks, or zippers.
Dana
15 years ago
Her lips curled into a smile as his fingers searched her dress. With a final nibble to his bottom lip, Dana gentle slid from his fingers to stand at the foot. Nimble fingers went to the zipper hidden in a fold to the side of her dress.
Slipping the straps from her shoulders she let the dress slide down her body, to reveal white lace of her panties. It was difficult to leave the dress in a pool on the floor, as she climbed back on to the bed.
Oddly the itch to straighten and arrange was completely pushed aside as she filled her nose and mouth with his scent and taste. Kissing her way up his body again, was pure joy.
Slipping the straps from her shoulders she let the dress slide down her body, to reveal white lace of her panties. It was difficult to leave the dress in a pool on the floor, as she climbed back on to the bed.
Oddly the itch to straighten and arrange was completely pushed aside as she filled her nose and mouth with his scent and taste. Kissing her way up his body again, was pure joy.
Amir
15 years ago
Amir smiled at the feel of Dana's silky skin sliding against his. It had been far too long since he'd shared his bed with anyone. Rolling to prop himself on one arm, he leaned over Dana and took in the sight of her, creamy skin flushed with passion, pale hair slightly tousled, lips parted invitingly.
He savored all of it, drinking from her lips, filling himself with the sight and smell of her. She was soft and indescribably alluring in her simplicity, all clean lines and graceful curves. His hands traced each one, outlining her body in intimate detail, brushing, stroking, as if learning how to paint her as she lay. His mouth followed in his explorations, learning her taste, her scent. His ears caught and held every slight sound as he noted what she enjoyed.
His own body was melting alongside hers, vibrant with the sensation of touching and being touched, alive with the intention to both give and receive pleasure. He was tense and relaxed at the same time, tightly wound yet moving languorously over her.
He savored all of it, drinking from her lips, filling himself with the sight and smell of her. She was soft and indescribably alluring in her simplicity, all clean lines and graceful curves. His hands traced each one, outlining her body in intimate detail, brushing, stroking, as if learning how to paint her as she lay. His mouth followed in his explorations, learning her taste, her scent. His ears caught and held every slight sound as he noted what she enjoyed.
His own body was melting alongside hers, vibrant with the sensation of touching and being touched, alive with the intention to both give and receive pleasure. He was tense and relaxed at the same time, tightly wound yet moving languorously over her.
Dana
15 years ago
It was a simple kind of peace that filled her body, as his touch sped her heart and forced her lungs to draw air in long hushed breaths. It had been longer than she could recall that someone had take time with her, that joining had been more than a quick release of baser needs.
Lovers, real lovers, were something wholly nonexistent in her world, and this while not necessarily her first go round in bed, would be her first experience with someone who embraced her foibles and seemed to encourage some of them.
It was...freeing. And frightening all at once. She knew that there would not be undying love between them, as their lives rather prevented such things, but there could be great passion shared and great pleasure indulged. There could be someone to talk with when talking was all that one was capable of. Someone to help fill the monotony that can come from an unknown eternity, even if for just a short while.
Dana was so very glad she'd chosen America and that Lady Erin had sent her here. This is truly what life was about.
Her thoughts here interrupted as he did something delicious to her breast and brought a moan from her lips. her fingers remembered their explorations, as they brushed along the waistband of his jeans. She found the button and began the process of getting him free of his clothing.
Lovers, real lovers, were something wholly nonexistent in her world, and this while not necessarily her first go round in bed, would be her first experience with someone who embraced her foibles and seemed to encourage some of them.
It was...freeing. And frightening all at once. She knew that there would not be undying love between them, as their lives rather prevented such things, but there could be great passion shared and great pleasure indulged. There could be someone to talk with when talking was all that one was capable of. Someone to help fill the monotony that can come from an unknown eternity, even if for just a short while.
Dana was so very glad she'd chosen America and that Lady Erin had sent her here. This is truly what life was about.
Her thoughts here interrupted as he did something delicious to her breast and brought a moan from her lips. her fingers remembered their explorations, as they brushed along the waistband of his jeans. She found the button and began the process of getting him free of his clothing.
Amir
15 years ago
Divesting themselves of every piece of fabric between them became a paramount desire. It took very little time, and the rewards were well worth the small amount of effort. When there was finally nothing between them, not even that little scrap of lace under Dana's dress, they lay entwined and entangled upon Amir's bed.
It was a dance, one that had no break to it, for throughout the process he didn't cease his gentle ministrations. He was attentive to Dana's responses, enjoying each little indrawn breath or soft moan. Her own fingers were tiny spots of fire on his skin and despite their heat, he shivered each time she hit a particularly sensitive area in her wanderings.
Conscious of the scarred chevrons on his forearms, he tried to keep them from rubbing her lest the sensation prove unpleasant and to that end he was using light, gentle strokes of his fingertips to arouse her. There was no doubt that they would both end up fulfilled, but he was not about to take his pleasure from her before she was ready. And at any rate, those little noises she was making were driving him delightfully crazy.
It was a dance, one that had no break to it, for throughout the process he didn't cease his gentle ministrations. He was attentive to Dana's responses, enjoying each little indrawn breath or soft moan. Her own fingers were tiny spots of fire on his skin and despite their heat, he shivered each time she hit a particularly sensitive area in her wanderings.
Conscious of the scarred chevrons on his forearms, he tried to keep them from rubbing her lest the sensation prove unpleasant and to that end he was using light, gentle strokes of his fingertips to arouse her. There was no doubt that they would both end up fulfilled, but he was not about to take his pleasure from her before she was ready. And at any rate, those little noises she was making were driving him delightfully crazy.
Dana
15 years ago
Drowning, becoming lost in the sensation, and completely, frighteningly thrilled by it, Dana moved with Amir in the dance he led, her body becoming liquid heat. The intensity of it made it impossible to think, to control her own explorations. Instead her hands moved erratically over Amir's body, to quick to give her brain a chance to understand what she touched. She would have to take time with him...but on another day.
Their bodies were all heat and breathy sighs when they finally came together. Joy, bright and stunning, filled her causing tears to wet her lashes. She didn't do anything so humiliating as cry, her body simply could not fully contain what she felt. It was exactly what she had been searching for, with out knowing she'd been searching.
Her quiet life had lead her to this place, to experience this thing, and she wondered briefly in the center of the maelstrom that her body and brain had become, if she would have been ready for such a thing even a year ago.
When they tumbled gently down the mountainside, Dana lay still and content in his arms.
Their bodies were all heat and breathy sighs when they finally came together. Joy, bright and stunning, filled her causing tears to wet her lashes. She didn't do anything so humiliating as cry, her body simply could not fully contain what she felt. It was exactly what she had been searching for, with out knowing she'd been searching.
Her quiet life had lead her to this place, to experience this thing, and she wondered briefly in the center of the maelstrom that her body and brain had become, if she would have been ready for such a thing even a year ago.
When they tumbled gently down the mountainside, Dana lay still and content in his arms.
Amir
15 years ago
Amir need not have worried; Dana didn't hesitate. It was she who pulled at him, letting him know it was time to stop the teasing. He gladly followed her lead, followed her up, followed her down as well, driven by those scorching fingers and the feel of her arms around him. Their joining was explosive, the climax almost violent in its force as it shook them both one after the other.
When the stars cleared and his mind was sluggishly beginning to turn again Amir found himself braced on his arms, staring intently down at Dana's flushed cheeks and glittering eyes. Something had just happened, and he wasn't entirely aware of what it was, and he had the distinctly nagging feeling that he should know.
Recovering his equilibrium he carefully moved to the side so as not to crush Dana, then gathered her close and lay with her in the eternal starlight of his bedroom. His hands still moved, but this time with the lazy, unhurried air that came from being satisfied. He breathed in the scent of her skin again, mingled this time with his own, and for a moment he wondered if this was what he was, who he was.
When the stars cleared and his mind was sluggishly beginning to turn again Amir found himself braced on his arms, staring intently down at Dana's flushed cheeks and glittering eyes. Something had just happened, and he wasn't entirely aware of what it was, and he had the distinctly nagging feeling that he should know.
Recovering his equilibrium he carefully moved to the side so as not to crush Dana, then gathered her close and lay with her in the eternal starlight of his bedroom. His hands still moved, but this time with the lazy, unhurried air that came from being satisfied. He breathed in the scent of her skin again, mingled this time with his own, and for a moment he wondered if this was what he was, who he was.
Dana
15 years ago
Her fingers traced idle patterns over Amir's chest as they lay snuggled in his bed. It was better than she had daydreamed about and was comfortable in the knowledge that it had been a right step for them. She could only hope they would get to spend many more mornings in such occupation. She would not mind the missed sleep in the least.
As the tingle began to fade from her limbs, she stretched her whole body, arms over head toes pointed, back arched. When the stretch released her she curled back around the warm golden body next to her.
"Mmm. What is that saying?" She asked, with sleep in her voice. "A coin for your contemplations?"
A grin curled her lips, as a blink slowly closed and opened her eyes.
As the tingle began to fade from her limbs, she stretched her whole body, arms over head toes pointed, back arched. When the stretch released her she curled back around the warm golden body next to her.
"Mmm. What is that saying?" She asked, with sleep in her voice. "A coin for your contemplations?"
A grin curled her lips, as a blink slowly closed and opened her eyes.
Amir
15 years ago
Dana's voice was low, with that sultry edge that came from feeling fulfilled. Amir watched her for a few moments, his mouth turned up in a smile, forgetting what his exact thoughts had been just a moment before, or at least pushing them to the back of his mind. Those weren't the thoughts he wanted to share with her in the hazy aftermath of physical satisfaction.
"I was thinking it's been a long time since inviting anyone here," he said, meaning not this particular room at Heolfor but his bedroom in general.
He lapsed back into silence, content to respond to her questions if she had them, perfectly willing to engage in pillow talk. It wasn't difficult with Dana. They had a great deal in common, and even her small talk tended to catch his interest. After a moment, though, he asked, "Are you cold?"
He wasn't always the most solicitous person, generally assuming people would take care of themselves. He kept his rooms fairly cool however, and it seemed an appropriate question to ask. Out of character for him, although Dana couldn't possibly know that, but appropriate.
"I was thinking it's been a long time since inviting anyone here," he said, meaning not this particular room at Heolfor but his bedroom in general.
He lapsed back into silence, content to respond to her questions if she had them, perfectly willing to engage in pillow talk. It wasn't difficult with Dana. They had a great deal in common, and even her small talk tended to catch his interest. After a moment, though, he asked, "Are you cold?"
He wasn't always the most solicitous person, generally assuming people would take care of themselves. He kept his rooms fairly cool however, and it seemed an appropriate question to ask. Out of character for him, although Dana couldn't possibly know that, but appropriate.
Dana
15 years ago
That was an interesting revelation. She had not expected him to reveal such a thing. It was honoring in a way that she did not fully understand. Her limited experiences in life could not fully put this into context, but she knew it was significant in a way that would take a lot more information for her to comprehend to the fullest. She did not know what to say, and so said nothing. She did not think he required one any way.
Her skin had cooled of the passion he had created in her, but she was not cold, only drowsy with satisfaction.
"No, not really."
Now she had to decide how she would proceed from here. It was abhorrent to her to dress and go to her own room, but nor would she assume he wanted her to stay. However, she wasn't entirely certain how to ask such a thing. On the other hand she had promised him honesty.
"May I stay the day?"
Her skin had cooled of the passion he had created in her, but she was not cold, only drowsy with satisfaction.
"No, not really."
Now she had to decide how she would proceed from here. It was abhorrent to her to dress and go to her own room, but nor would she assume he wanted her to stay. However, she wasn't entirely certain how to ask such a thing. On the other hand she had promised him honesty.
"May I stay the day?"
Amir
15 years ago
Dana's question took him slightly by surprise. Did she think he would expect her to gather her things and go?
"Of course," he said quickly. "I was counting on it."
As if to prove the point he locked his arms around her waist and threw his leg over her too, for good measure. Then he decided that it was actually fairly comfortable that way so he wriggled a little, nestling them down into the soft comfortor.
"Unless of course you had somewhere important to be." His voice was muffled by her hair and by the pillows on the bed. "In which case they're screwed."
"Of course," he said quickly. "I was counting on it."
As if to prove the point he locked his arms around her waist and threw his leg over her too, for good measure. Then he decided that it was actually fairly comfortable that way so he wriggled a little, nestling them down into the soft comfortor.
"Unless of course you had somewhere important to be." His voice was muffled by her hair and by the pillows on the bed. "In which case they're screwed."