An Interlude|Malagard, Khelek

[Darastrix]

Crawford smiled gently and cupped her cheek. "You are the best thing to happen to me. You don't know how much I've wanted this, longed for this. I can see the future, but you make me look forward to it."

[Kender Bard]

Delilah smiled back, bending her head down to kiss him tenderly. "Aye, me too," she whispered when she'd pulled back. Then she grinned at him impishly. "I tire of the floor. Let's move somewhere more comfortable." She nuzzled his neck. "Perhaps you could defend your honor." Before she could laugh--or set him off again--she kissed his neck again with far more aggressiveness than before. Laughing was nice, but there were better things they could too.

[Darastrix]

Crawford drew in a breath to chuckle at her remark and let it out in a soft moan instead. "The bed, then?" he asked, drawing his fingertips lightly down her spine.

[Kender Bard]

Delilah sighed and nodded, sliding off of him and push herself back up onto her feet. "We won't be interrupted, will we?"

[Darastrix]

"Barring an emergency, we shouldn't be," Crawford said, retrieving his glasses before getting to his feet. "I'm rarely bothered when I'm in my rooms, and Lucifer knows I'm done for the day."

He stepped forward and scooped Delilah into his arms. "And if anyone tries and it's not an emergency, I can send them away without even having to get up."

[Kender Bard]

Delilah hadn't been expecting to be picked up and squealed in surprise, curling up in his arms a little so she rested snugly in his arms and against his chest. "Then I'm all yours," she replied breathlessly, a little wide-eyed but grinning widely, tilting her head up to kiss him.

[Darastrix]

Crawford kissed Delilah deeply, familiar enough with the path between his bed and the fireplace that he could carry her across the room without bumping into any furniture. Gently, he lowered her to the bed and took only a moment to lay his glasses aside on the nightstand before bending over her to kiss the side of her neck.

[Kender Bard]

Delilah's eyes fluttered close as she sighed in pleasure. She tugged lightly on her dress, pulling the neckline down enough to bare her collarbone. "A little lower," she told him softly. "And you'll have me at your mercy."

[Darastrix]

Crawford smiled to himself against her skin. ~Is that so?~ He began to kiss a little trail down her neck, flicking his tongue and nibbling lightly. While his mouth was occupied, he took one hand and stroked his fingertips across her collarbone on the opposite side.

[Kender Bard]

Delilah drew in a slightly sharp breath at the sudden touch; she'd kept her eyes closed and hadn't seen his movement. She shivered just a little beneath him. "Almost tickles," she warned in a whisper. She brought both hands up to run her fingers through his hair, one hand moving down to rest against his back and rub up and down slowly while her left hand caressed down the back of his neck with her fingertips lightly.

[Darastrix]

For a brief moment, Crawford was tempted to lighten his touch, but the thought of retaliation kept him in check. Instead, he let his stroking become a firmer touch and pressed his lips against her collarbone and sucked gently. When Delilah's hand reached the back of his neck, his breath hitched slightly and he grew still for a moment before continuing.

[Kender Bard]

Delilah made an approving sound when Crawford used a firmer touch but fell into bliss when he began using his lips instead. A low moan escaped her and the hand on his back pressed firmer. She was a little intrigued at his reaction to her touch on his neck and kept in mind, allowing him to please her a little longer as she experimented with the pressure of her fingers on his neck. Satisfied with his reactions, she took the hand on his back away to lift his head up away from her collarbone. She lowered her head and pressed a fierce, passionate kiss on him, tongue darting into his mouth as she rubbed the back of his neck in firm strokes of her fingertips.

[Darastrix]

Crawford moaned quietly into the kiss, the hand he was supporting himself with digging into the mattress as the rest of him just wanted to relax under her touch. ~I'll be--oh--utterly useless for...for anything else as long as you...as long as you do that,~ he sent, his mindvoice fading at times as the touch on his neck distracted him.

[Kender Bard]

I'll stop--for now, she thought back, moving her hand back up into his hair to stroke his head instead. She broke their kiss, though nibbled softly on his lip for a moment. "This is only a momentary reprieve," she whispered teasingly. "Soon I'll have you at my mercy again."

[Darastrix]

"I look forward to it," he murmured, smiling. "But--" He dropped his head to tease the spot on her collarbone again and ran his free hand up her side and over her chest, "fumbling" for the fastenings on her dress.

~There's a bit too much between us right now, wouldn't you agree?~