She Doesn't See Him Until Gwaine's Practically Upon Them, The Anxiety In Her Chest Easing The Moment

"that hasn't really been my experience. you'd be surprised by how convincing my dick can be." he teased, chaffing against the idea of taking responsibility for what was inherently his fault. he sighs, scratching the back of his neck as he walks towards her, hands gripping her waist and squeezing gently. "look baby, i'd much rather be spending my night with you like we'd planned. but when work calls with a situation, it's that life and death shit that i gotta deal with."

“ you know, you can’t fuck your way out of situations like this. out of me being mad. ” word was delivered on bitter wave, one that crashed against her tongue and flooded her mouth with the accosting taste of the resentment she was bottling. ‘mad’ was an understatement, an almost comical one given her current state of mind. “ my one fucking free night in ages and you promised me we would go out… spend time together. but i guess i’m the dumb one for thinking you’d make good on that, huh. ”

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it's been a long time since he's been in such close proximity with another woman one on one. he keeps to himself, not engaging in romantic endeavours since the passing of his wife. yet something about being alone with her feels so forbidden, sets his nerves on edge and arousal coursing through him. "and just what would we be keeping a secret?" eyebrow quirks upwards, his cock twitching in his jeans at the mere touch of her hand against his cheek. he's entirely unprepared for a kiss, groaning when her lips touch his own and his mouth instinctively opens for her. he pulls back after a moment, staring at her as conflict rages within her. he sighs heavily, putting out the cigarette against the wall before fingers come into contact with the side of her neck. "you're fucking trouble." he tugs her in again, mouth sealing over hers as he presses their bodies together.

This man is certainly old enough to be her father but that has never stopped her before. If they were going to be stuck here for who knows how long she wanted to at least have a way to entertain herself. "Well that's why we keep it a secret silly," she teases playfully rolling her eyes as he takes the cigarette back from her. His next works make her grin as she leans in closer reaching to place hand on his face before she speaks. "I think you're perfect for me." She whispers before throwing caution to the wind leaning in to kiss him. The first thing she tastes is the smoke but there is a different kind of heat underneath it that she craves. That even though this shouldn't be happening all she wants is more from him.

a smirk tugs at her lips, unable to help but tease him when he's given her the perfect opportunity to. it does soften a moment later though at how hard he's trying to make his feelings known, a struggle that the two of them share. "don't i know it." she teases idly, eyes locked on him. "i know. how about you start repaying me by buying me a burger? i'm fucking starving."

malik huffs a short breath—could've been a laugh if it weren't so dry. the hand pressed to her chest doesn't go unnoticed, and he rolls his eyes, gaze flicking away like maybe if he doesn't look directly at her, the burn of embarrassment will fade quicker. "yeah, well," he mutters, shoulders shifting in a faint shrug, "sincerity isn't exactly my strong suit." he scratches the back of his neck, suddenly very interested in the floor. "you got the gist." then, with a glance her way, quieter, but firmer: "i meant it, though."

it's only when she feels at ease in the street that she finally sheathes her dagger back against her thigh, settling into quiet steps. she glances at the skyline, noting how low the sun was starting to get and noting that they'd taken longer than planned. "stop apologizing, it's fine." though it was endearing how earnest he was in his apology, like he had crossed some line she had never put into place. her smile widens as the tension breaks, cheeks still tinted scarlet from his touch as she looks sidelong at him. "is that right?" she teases him, letting her shoulder brush against his own. now that she's had the taste of touch again, she was unwilling to go so long without it anymore. "well that's comforting to know when we go to sleep tonight."

they were in the clear, with taking one last survey at the building they exited just to make certain they weren't being followed by whatever undead monstrosity was patrolling the upper levels. when isabelle speaks, he turns back around and watches as she takes the lead. "sorry," he apologies with a genuine tone before her added quip knocks whatever breath left in him as he lets out a soft laugh. now that she mentioned it, his hands have not stopped burning where he had felt her breath pressed up against his palm, or when she had taken his soon after. "guilty," he plays along as he catches up and falls into step with her "but hey, you finally gave me a reason — now i'm not letting you out of arm's reach."

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he's always been a selfish man. whenever he has something or someone who caught his eye, he would pursue it without ever pausing to consider whether or not she deserves it. when it came to holly though, he knew that he deserved her. that he'd changed because he met her, became a far better man to her than he ever planned on being. developed feelings for her that he wasn't sure he was capable of before he'd met her. a grin pulls his mouth wide when she finally agrees, nodding his head and raising a hand to brush her hair from her face, gripping her jaw gently a moment later. "yeah alright, doll, you take the reigns on this one. i don't care when we go as long as we go." he leans down, mouth covering her own in a hungry kiss, holding her jaw in place while his other hand presses against her lower back. "you must love me a whole bunch to want to run away with me, huh?"

This opportunity was something that Holly knew was rare and completely selfish. Yet at this point in her life she felt as if she had made decisions based on keeping everyone else happy. While no one did the same for her in return. Considering how dangerous it would be to run away with him she knew it would have to be done in secret. The only people she would feel guilt over leaving behind were her sisters and her parents, she had faith they would be fine though. Now she needed to do something for herself. With a deep breath she moved closer to Dante gently nodding her head. "Okay let's do this then. But I'm not just randomly leaving with you now. This weekend, my husband will be out of town. I'll send my kids somewhere gives me time to get my shit in order. If you really want me, you'll wait a few more days if it means having me all to yourself forever. Yeah?"

"have a mug to show for it and everything." while he supports his daughter and baby mama financially, he can never be in their lives properly. it was the nature of his work, too dangerous for him to ever drag a family and kids into. he chuckles at her description of her own children, the understatement of the century when it came to those brats. he squeezing her waist, eyes alight when she describes how he makes her feel, how she deserves to feel when she's with a man. "threatening to slit my throat huh, ma? that's hot." he teases her, grinning even as he lowers his face to brush his nose against hers, hand raising to grip her jaw possessively. rough and soft mixed together just as it always was with him. "i'm gonna be fucking obsessed with you as long as you breathe, baby. there's not a day that i don't want you as it is. so fuck your husband and them kids. you're gonna be mine."

"Oh I'm sure you're father of the year," she retorted knowing it wasn't a fair statement but Holly was anything but in her right mind at the moment. "I'm sorry." She sighed closing her eyes trying to think of how she could make this work for them. "If we're going to be together I want us to be together. Not the kids, mine or yours. Kids just get in the way of things. Honestly such an inconvenience. Mine are just so un-fucking-grateful. Then you come along and it's like, someone is actually valuing me for once." Even her husband mainly saw her as a trophy or even worse someone to control. Holly sighed deeply before opening her eyes to meet his again. "So if we do this. If I agree to go with you, leave all this behind you swear to be as obsessed with me as you are now. Or I seriously might slit your throat in your sleep. Am I fucking clear Dante?"

selaena tended to stay out of the political matters her brother involved himself in. she did not like war or conflict, she didn't like her brother's greed when it came to land, and she certainly didn't enjoy the great loss of life that came with that. she was a princess for the people, content to do her work with the least fortunate in their society. taking in her brother's enemy? certainly the most involved she's been with the crown in a long time. her eyes flash when she notices him trying to sit up, stepping forward and one of her hands gently pressing against his shoulder. "please, don't strain yourself on my account. you're not in any condition for that." her hand is warm when she removes it from his shoulder, gaze catching on his torso and swallowing thickly before she tugs the sheet back up for him. "you've been sleeping for four days time. you murmured a bit here and there, but i was sure you weren't aware of much when you did." she smiles softly at the sound of his stomach growling, turning to one of her servants to send for food before facing him again. "selaena. princess selaena. it's a pleasure to hear your voice, king valor." she holds her breath, waiting to see if he realizes who she was.

a form of a woman, beautiful and smooth-edged with dark hair && a curious look in her eye, materialized in the fuzzy center of valor’s vision. for a moment - a fleeting second, just a flash of it, he inhaled sharply. the king thought he recognized her. eyes lit up, but as he gazed with lips slightly agape, he realized that through the fog of his pounding temples, he couldn’t quite place her. couldn’t bring any true realization up, no memories to associate to her striking beauty, nor recollection of the sound of her voice. just a vague, nearly empty sense of having seen her before… like she’d leapt from a dream. perhaps that was all. he was imagining things in his weakened state. “ and just how long is a long time? “ he finally croaked out, unable to sit up fully, feeling how his whole body betrayed him as he tried to come to a stand as any gentleman would when a lady entered the room. she spoke with the refinement of at least upper nobility. and yet - despite whatever valiant effort he made to show his respects to his savior, valor was unable to do much more than twitch in the sheets, allowing them to drop lower down his bare body. heat burned embarrassment through his core, and he was once again betrayed as his stomach let out a furious growl in response. “ …i suppose i am. thank you, my lady... ah...? “

this wasn't going at all how she'd hoped, sigh heavily passing her lips as she stares at him as if that will change his mind. "i can't keep pretending that i don't feel something for you, okay? it's driving me crazy." her brow furrows as hurt seeps through her chest. "do you really not feel something for me?"

touchè. feelings wasn't comfortable for him at all. " it isn't about the kiss ... it's about what it means. " they were friends that were getting into deep water.