[ and for his suggestions, she's hearing no complaints about the bed. or the pillows. or her across his chest and its scratchy sweater, which is warmer and less bony than it looks.
maybe next time, if he''ll be dodgy and sulky again, she'll show him what unsubtle could be. it could be a public pronouncement and a banner and a town crier shouting 'the emperor Nero demands your presence in her bedchambers for a session of lovemaking!' that's not subtle.
next time, yes - because the difference between dogs and cats is that you feel as though you've earned a cat's affection. a dog is always cheerful and excited to see you. but when a cat comes and purrs and curls beside you, takes you by surprise. such as, when she's started to use a fingertip to trace where cheekbone connects to jaw, there's a cushion pushed into her face with a weak nyaaaaaaa- ]
Then why did you have me wait?!
[ you get a hand trying to tickle your ribs for that. damn your sweater-y defenses!
as for why? well aside from the response of 'he's got a good dick and knows how to use it' and 'eventually he's dtf'. she'd wondered that herself when knowing Merlin would be ready to have sex as long as she answered to Artoria during it. ...well, the first answer is that Robin didn't ask that of her. and second? for all the candles, perfume, and roses - she couldn't quite get the smell of trees out of her head.
not because he's a sneaky cheater who takes advantage of cat pillows. nyan-chan how could you betray her this way.
the taste of nicotine is what takes her mouth by surprise. pungent and at first she wants to spit it out, but then there's the fresh air and the smoky aftertaste of cooked hamburger. Nero's stiff for about a second and that was enough to get his grip around her shoulders tight enough to not shake off. and maybe, it would be fine this way - Nero the beneficiary of his change of heart and his mouth. not a pillow princess but a pillow emperor.
but no, no. this would be done exactly how she wanted it. which meant that the fingers she had gotten under sweater could now be put to use to tickle furiously.
so that when she hears that laugh again, and feels the a strange flutter in her chest she's had going, Nero can use their tangled legs to rock him onto his side, the silk and satin bedsheets going more of the work to have him on his back. fight the enemy on favorable ground - and then squeeze her knees into his hips and press her elbows into his shoulders.
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maybe next time, if he''ll be dodgy and sulky again, she'll show him what unsubtle could be. it could be a public pronouncement and a banner and a town crier shouting 'the emperor Nero demands your presence in her bedchambers for a session of lovemaking!' that's not subtle.
next time, yes - because the difference between dogs and cats is that you feel as though you've earned a cat's affection. a dog is always cheerful and excited to see you. but when a cat comes and purrs and curls beside you, takes you by surprise. such as, when she's started to use a fingertip to trace where cheekbone connects to jaw, there's a cushion pushed into her face with a weak nyaaaaaaa- ]
Then why did you have me wait?!
[ you get a hand trying to tickle your ribs for that. damn your sweater-y defenses!
as for why? well aside from the response of 'he's got a good dick and knows how to use it' and 'eventually he's dtf'. she'd wondered that herself when knowing Merlin would be ready to have sex as long as she answered to Artoria during it. ...well, the first answer is that Robin didn't ask that of her. and second? for all the candles, perfume, and roses - she couldn't quite get the smell of trees out of her head.
not because he's a sneaky cheater who takes advantage of cat pillows. nyan-chan how could you betray her this way.
the taste of nicotine is what takes her mouth by surprise. pungent and at first she wants to spit it out, but then there's the fresh air and the smoky aftertaste of cooked hamburger. Nero's stiff for about a second and that was enough to get his grip around her shoulders tight enough to not shake off. and maybe, it would be fine this way - Nero the beneficiary of his change of heart and his mouth. not a pillow princess but a pillow emperor.
but no, no. this would be done exactly how she wanted it. which meant that the fingers she had gotten under sweater could now be put to use to tickle furiously.
so that when she hears that laugh again, and feels the a strange flutter in her chest she's had going, Nero can use their tangled legs to rock him onto his side, the silk and satin bedsheets going more of the work to have him on his back. fight the enemy on favorable ground - and then squeeze her knees into his hips and press her elbows into his shoulders.
then resume kissing. ]