I can assure you that your absence is the most exquisite of tortures, my love.
[He knows better than to think she is really angry at the thought that he might not miss her every waking hour. Haurchefant does, of course. There is scarcely a moment that she shifts out of his thoughts. But one simply cannot be in his position and spend all their time lingering on how keenly they miss their beloved.]
If you wish me to prepare a ballad describing it for the next time you visit, then you have but to ask.
[While he isn't that much of a poet, at least as far as writing them goes, he's sure he can come up with something.]
[ There's no way to protect herself against the delighted shudder that courses down her spine in response to his words, a smile quite naturally finding her lips, happy even though she had to earn the words by teasing them out of him.
After all, is there is anyone who understands how little he can afford to spend all his time pining, it is she. If she spent all her waking hours thinking of him... well, she would have lost her life by now after one too many missteps on the field of battle.
But that doesn't mean she's going to deny the chance at a lovelorn ballad, either. She laughs, her forehead tilting against his cheek (even with her seated on his lap, he remains far taller than she is), and the smile on her lips is a contented one. ]
Then consider me asking. I do so enjoy hearing your voice on a normal day. To have a ballad composed would be delightful~
In that case, I shall begin my work on it immediately.
[And no doubt have it finished by the next time they are able to see each other again. It isn't as if he doesn't spend enough time thinking about her to have at least three odes to her beauty and strength half-finished in his mind at any one time as it is. How it is that he became so utterly obsessed with her is sometimes viewed as a mystery to those who do not know him well... but his brothers and father understand well enough just why his sights are so keenly set on this woman.
As if mimicking her previous movements he slides his palms down her back and cups them both against her ass, taking the opportunity to pull her in closer to him as he does so.]
But for the time being... I find myself entirely at your disposal. Mind, soul, and body, any way you may wish to have me.
[Oh, he truly is devoted. It's a wonder he holds himself to stay in Coerthas while she is away.]
[ She chuckles in response to the promise; no doubt he'll keep it too, even though it is one made only in jest. It's not as if she truly needs a ballad composed, but she's also not going to complain about having one written for her, not when it's by him.
But— yes, for the time being, there are other things on which she would prefer to focus. Like the way his hands cup her ass and pull her closer, leaving her to hum lowly against his cheek before she reaches, cupping his face in her hands and tugging it, gentle, until his mouth is level with hers. ]
What if my answer is "all of the above", my lord?
[ Her eyes sparkle with playful adoration. When so much time passes between each of their visits, can anyone really blame her for wanting everything he'll give her and more? ]
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[He knows better than to think she is really angry at the thought that he might not miss her every waking hour. Haurchefant does, of course. There is scarcely a moment that she shifts out of his thoughts. But one simply cannot be in his position and spend all their time lingering on how keenly they miss their beloved.]
If you wish me to prepare a ballad describing it for the next time you visit, then you have but to ask.
[While he isn't that much of a poet, at least as far as writing them goes, he's sure he can come up with something.]
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After all, is there is anyone who understands how little he can afford to spend all his time pining, it is she. If she spent all her waking hours thinking of him... well, she would have lost her life by now after one too many missteps on the field of battle.
But that doesn't mean she's going to deny the chance at a lovelorn ballad, either. She laughs, her forehead tilting against his cheek (even with her seated on his lap, he remains far taller than she is), and the smile on her lips is a contented one. ]
Then consider me asking. I do so enjoy hearing your voice on a normal day. To have a ballad composed would be delightful~
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[And no doubt have it finished by the next time they are able to see each other again. It isn't as if he doesn't spend enough time thinking about her to have at least three odes to her beauty and strength half-finished in his mind at any one time as it is. How it is that he became so utterly obsessed with her is sometimes viewed as a mystery to those who do not know him well... but his brothers and father understand well enough just why his sights are so keenly set on this woman.
As if mimicking her previous movements he slides his palms down her back and cups them both against her ass, taking the opportunity to pull her in closer to him as he does so.]
But for the time being... I find myself entirely at your disposal. Mind, soul, and body, any way you may wish to have me.
[Oh, he truly is devoted. It's a wonder he holds himself to stay in Coerthas while she is away.]
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But— yes, for the time being, there are other things on which she would prefer to focus. Like the way his hands cup her ass and pull her closer, leaving her to hum lowly against his cheek before she reaches, cupping his face in her hands and tugging it, gentle, until his mouth is level with hers. ]
What if my answer is "all of the above", my lord?
[ Her eyes sparkle with playful adoration. When so much time passes between each of their visits, can anyone really blame her for wanting everything he'll give her and more? ]