[ When some of her favourite smells begin to fill the air, whatever tension in her body that existed slowly begins to ebb away. It mingles so nicely with the smell of him that lingers on her and she absently goes from wanting him needing to be there right by her, to watching him fondly as he putters around getting the bath drawn.
Had his back always been so lovely and broad? His hair that red? Maybe she could find glass beads that colour - and if she couldn't, it wouldn't be that difficult to make them, surely. Not with Cyprian's contacts. Time passes so fluidly that she doesn't realize he's in front of her until he's offering her a glass of water.
There's another protest on her lips that she doesn't need to drink water but it's already being held to her lips. It's only when she's gulping it down that she realizes how parched she was and how good it feels against her throat. She finishes it all, placing it gently on the counter beside her with a murmured thank you before going to fiddle with her boots as if that were a signal somehow that she should probably undress herself. ]
Remind me not to not to wear boots with so many laces the next time I go drinking.
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Had his back always been so lovely and broad? His hair that red? Maybe she could find glass beads that colour - and if she couldn't, it wouldn't be that difficult to make them, surely. Not with Cyprian's contacts. Time passes so fluidly that she doesn't realize he's in front of her until he's offering her a glass of water.
There's another protest on her lips that she doesn't need to drink water but it's already being held to her lips. It's only when she's gulping it down that she realizes how parched she was and how good it feels against her throat. She finishes it all, placing it gently on the counter beside her with a murmured thank you before going to fiddle with her boots as if that were a signal somehow that she should probably undress herself. ]
Remind me not to not to wear boots with so many laces the next time I go drinking.