I can't wait to see what you do. [He doesn't doubt her ability to. Not when she's looking at him like that. The red-gold burning through him, arching a bit into her touch with a soft sigh.] I want you to make me regret when they heal. [Even without the Spring Magic, they would probably heal by morning on their own. His healing factor isn't near as fast as hers, but the small wounds would be gone within a few hours regardless of any extra effort.]
[Which really was a shame.]
[His eyes flicker from her form only briefly to look at the change in the light, and there is a kind of tightness in his chest at the sight. She had talked of fire being apart of him before and embracing it, but seeing the introduction of her flame with his own in the moment...it does something to him. He can't pinpoint what, but it makes his heart race, something curling in his chest, fuzzy and warm, almost as warm as her hands tracing over him.]
[His eyes are drawn back to her, lidded and surprised. Then there's a quiet chuckle.] So that's how it feels like when the other person is warm. [He was used to people feeling cool. It was...nice. A pleasant sort of feeling and one that makes him pull her closer. His own body heating up, though that isn't an effort, merely the reaction to having someone so soft and warm pressed to him.]
[He kisses her back, another flare from the candles, the tentativeness quickly melting into something hungry. She's beautiful and powerful and so warm and inviting him in. It just makes the want grow, the want for her, and the want to give her what she asks for.]
[His hands move to her sides, pushing her back up, even as he follows. Still kissing her and lightly nipping at her lips. Not enough to draw blood, just to let her feel it, before he's sitting up with her in his lap still.] As you wish, my queen. [Its a bit of a test of her reaction to the nickname. If she likes being in charge usually, it was worth testing.]
[But with the change of angle, he breaks the kiss, moving trailing down the front of her throat, to her clavicle, a light bite over her collarbone, not quite enough to break skin yet. Another brief moment of hesitation, new territory, but he is determined, so his mouth trails down further, between her breasts, gentle kisses mixing with light nips as his mouth trails to one side, his hand moving up to cup the other, thumb circling the nub as his mouth leaves a trail of red marks.]
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[Which really was a shame.]
[His eyes flicker from her form only briefly to look at the change in the light, and there is a kind of tightness in his chest at the sight. She had talked of fire being apart of him before and embracing it, but seeing the introduction of her flame with his own in the moment...it does something to him. He can't pinpoint what, but it makes his heart race, something curling in his chest, fuzzy and warm, almost as warm as her hands tracing over him.]
[His eyes are drawn back to her, lidded and surprised. Then there's a quiet chuckle.] So that's how it feels like when the other person is warm. [He was used to people feeling cool. It was...nice. A pleasant sort of feeling and one that makes him pull her closer. His own body heating up, though that isn't an effort, merely the reaction to having someone so soft and warm pressed to him.]
[He kisses her back, another flare from the candles, the tentativeness quickly melting into something hungry. She's beautiful and powerful and so warm and inviting him in. It just makes the want grow, the want for her, and the want to give her what she asks for.]
[His hands move to her sides, pushing her back up, even as he follows. Still kissing her and lightly nipping at her lips. Not enough to draw blood, just to let her feel it, before he's sitting up with her in his lap still.] As you wish, my queen. [Its a bit of a test of her reaction to the nickname. If she likes being in charge usually, it was worth testing.]
[But with the change of angle, he breaks the kiss, moving trailing down the front of her throat, to her clavicle, a light bite over her collarbone, not quite enough to break skin yet. Another brief moment of hesitation, new territory, but he is determined, so his mouth trails down further, between her breasts, gentle kisses mixing with light nips as his mouth trails to one side, his hand moving up to cup the other, thumb circling the nub as his mouth leaves a trail of red marks.]