All the rest of that held breath goes out of him in a sigh, and he nods. "Sounds good."
It sounds like a little piece of heaven, actually. It sounds too good to risk losing by trying to push this any further ... and he's starting to feel too tired and heartsore to do that anyway.
Max will stand, keeping Edgar's hands in his, and gently lead him that way. Time to rest for a while. Hopefully, things won't feel quite so dire in the morning. Even if they do, it's better to let it settle and approach it again with a clearer head.
[The refute is automatic. She is a danger here. The fact that crinos is locked away from her only makes her more dangerous. Because it could be given back at any moment.]
Oh. Uh... Wow. That's one hell of a first meeting story.
[Max would ask more, but the other half of this cautions him to tread more carefully. Meeting someone here who you know to be dead must be a shock even for an assassin. Maybe especially.]
She does. ( He'll just skip over the part where she had a breakdown over it in the hallway when she arrived. ) I am well acquainted with death, and though I was sad to see her go, we all knew what would happen when she struck the final blow. But I - I am not used to the dead returning, and while I am happy to see her I am...uncertain about a few things.
( Zevran is silent again, and when he speaks its with a faint hint of annoyance. )
No. ( no. he couldn't be more specific and no they don't have anything that needs to be resolved. definitely not. ) We were traveling companions, good friends - if I were to be so bold to call anyone such. Nothing more than that. ( The exhaled breath at the end of that thought sounds like he was about to say something else. but he doesn't. ) That is why I do not understand why the bloody fae would give me this.
"Don't worry, darling," Astarion assured him, delicately swiping his thumb over Lioriley's chin and lips and letting her suck any remnants of Max's come off of the pad of his thumb, so none of it went to waste. "We'll make sure you have an excellent view. A seat in the front row, even." He chuckled at his own little joke, reached for Lioriley's hand to help her to her feet and guided her back into straddling Max's lap. His fingers slipped beneath her flimsy lingerie and drifted over the curve of her ass, between her spread thighs to stroke her cunt--being very thorough in his exploration, to make sure Max wouldn't miss her reactions to his touch. "Mmmm...so wet and ready," he purred, leaning in to kiss along the curve of Lior's neck, red eyes heavy-lidded as he gazed at Max over her shoulder and winked coquettishly. One hand left her body to undo the front of his trousers and slide his own very ready, very eager arousal from his pants to rub the tip over her slit. "I wouldn't be surprised if you could feel her dripping, darling." Doubtful, but when did dirty talk have to be the most realistic to be hot?
She eagerly did just that, and just as eagerly settled into Max's lap; hands resting idle on his shoulders, back arched. She might not have been dripping but there was a very distinct heat radiating from between her thighs, and it was a good thing she wasn't standing, or the way her legs trembled would have had her collapsing the moment Astarion touched her.
She couldn't bring herself to look Max in the eyes, somehow still a little embarrassed even after all they had done so far. She wasn't used to being watched, or having the third person involved sitting with little to do. But that sure didn't stop her from gasping and moaning right in Max's face when she felt the swollen head of Astarion's cock teasing her sex. "Ahh. Astarion..."
Nothing. ( a lie. ) Really, I should have pawned it ages ago in Denerim. An item as beautiful as this could have earned me plenty of coin. But it is...sentimental, I suppose, for whatever that may mean to an assassin such as myself, with little room or need for such things.
Max locked eyes with Astarion just in time to see that wink, but he couldn't keep his gaze away from Lioriley for long. It was the most perfect view imaginable.
The way she trembled with her lover's touch, and those moans right in Max's face, had him quivering right along with her, moaning softly in sympathy. Fuck. She may not be literally dripping, but the heat coming off of her had Max's imagination going wild enough that he could almost feel it.
When she gasped out Astarion's name, Max felt his belly tighten like a thread had been pulled inside him. "Fuck! Yes, I can. God, do it. Fuck her right here in my lap!"
Oh, thank goodness. Keyleth wrapped her arms tight around Max and pressed her face to his chest, her shoulders shuddering as she released a shaky breath.
"Sorry." What the fuck is she apologizing for? Existing?? Being sad?? Taking up space and time?? Who the fuck knows, certainly not Keyleth. "I just don't know what to do with myself anymore."
The hand around her back moves in soothing circles over her. His voice is soft like the cooing of a bird. "No need for apologies. You're very welcome here."
As for what to do, maybe he can help with that. "Right now, why don't you come in and have a seat on the sofa. I can make you some tea and we can cuddle under a blanket. Would that help?"
What do you mean, Max? I was just going to tell you that I took her dancing, swept her off her feet, shared a bottle of the finest Antivan wine and then made sweet, sweet love to her until the sun rose.
Oh, and then I plunged a dagger into her heart. Romantic, no?
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Date: 2021-09-14 11:49 pm (UTC)It sounds like a little piece of heaven, actually. It sounds too good to risk losing by trying to push this any further ... and he's starting to feel too tired and heartsore to do that anyway.
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Date: 2021-09-15 12:42 am (UTC)Max will stand, keeping Edgar's hands in his, and gently lead him that way. Time to rest for a while. Hopefully, things won't feel quite so dire in the morning. Even if they do, it's better to let it settle and approach it again with a clearer head.
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Date: 2021-09-15 09:36 am (UTC)or i wuldnt be here
[The refute is automatic. She is a danger here. The fact that crinos is locked away from her only makes her more dangerous. Because it could be given back at any moment.]
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Date: 2021-09-15 02:06 pm (UTC)[Max would ask more, but the other half of this cautions him to tread more carefully. Meeting someone here who you know to be dead must be a shock even for an assassin. Maybe especially.]
I can see why you're troubled. Does she know?
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Date: 2021-09-15 03:59 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2021-09-15 06:20 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2021-09-15 06:31 pm (UTC)I'd think it's pretty natural for you to be uncertain. I mean, you had to mourn her and accept her death and now here she is again.
Can you be a little more specific? Did the two of you have some things that were unresolved still?
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Date: 2021-09-15 06:39 pm (UTC)( Zevran is silent again, and when he speaks its with a faint hint of annoyance. )
No. ( no. he couldn't be more specific and no they don't have anything that needs to be resolved. definitely not. ) We were traveling companions, good friends - if I were to be so bold to call anyone such. Nothing more than that. ( The exhaled breath at the end of that thought sounds like he was about to say something else. but he doesn't. ) That is why I do not understand why the bloody fae would give me this.
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Date: 2021-09-17 01:56 pm (UTC)Did you want to be more?
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Date: 2021-09-17 03:53 pm (UTC)There was nothing more to be.
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Date: 2021-09-17 09:11 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2021-09-17 09:44 pm (UTC)She couldn't bring herself to look Max in the eyes, somehow still a little embarrassed even after all they had done so far. She wasn't used to being watched, or having the third person involved sitting with little to do. But that sure didn't stop her from gasping and moaning right in Max's face when she felt the swollen head of Astarion's cock teasing her sex. "Ahh. Astarion..."
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Date: 2021-09-19 07:40 pm (UTC)I'm sorry...
[Max's tone is careful and soft as he adds.]
What did you intend to do with that earring?
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Date: 2021-09-19 10:03 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2021-09-20 01:35 pm (UTC)The way she trembled with her lover's touch, and those moans right in Max's face, had him quivering right along with her, moaning softly in sympathy. Fuck. She may not be literally dripping, but the heat coming off of her had Max's imagination going wild enough that he could almost feel it.
When she gasped out Astarion's name, Max felt his belly tighten like a thread had been pulled inside him. "Fuck! Yes, I can. God, do it. Fuck her right here in my lap!"
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Date: 2021-09-20 07:51 pm (UTC)[Is it just that two things from his past showed up at once or... is there more to it?]
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Date: 2021-09-22 12:40 am (UTC)Nothing, I suppose. I must have simply linked them together with how quickly one arrived after the other.
Now that I have spoken of it aloud, I see I am being a bit ridiculous. Ah, but even I have my off days.
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Date: 2021-09-26 03:37 am (UTC)"Sorry." What the fuck is she apologizing for? Existing?? Being sad?? Taking up space and time?? Who the fuck knows, certainly not Keyleth. "I just don't know what to do with myself anymore."
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Date: 2021-09-27 12:21 am (UTC)[Max doesn't sound like he's buying it.]
I'm happy to act as a sounding board any time.
And, Zevran, you obviously care about her a lot. I don't see any reason to hold back now. this could be a second chance for both of you.
[Hint, hint.]
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Date: 2021-09-28 02:05 am (UTC)As for what to do, maybe he can help with that. "Right now, why don't you come in and have a seat on the sofa. I can make you some tea and we can cuddle under a blanket. Would that help?"
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Date: 2021-09-28 01:04 pm (UTC)You are right, Max. I should take this chance to finally woo her into my bed.
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Date: 2021-09-28 08:05 pm (UTC)Well, sure. That's the name of the game here, isn't it?
But, here's a crazy thought: you could take her on a date.
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Date: 2021-09-29 08:44 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2021-09-29 08:52 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2021-09-29 08:54 pm (UTC)Oh, and then I plunged a dagger into her heart. Romantic, no?