"I know that, I just don't know any other ways for it to happen." She'd never ask those things of him. Not even Erik would ask it of him, so of course she wouldn't. But, how, then?
"It is, Valdis. I've thought about it before. I lived with an immortal, after all. I know, in general, what I'd be signing up for. It's not the same as living it. I know that, too. But I'd be surrounded by people I love so I wouldn't be alone. Neither would you."
His words are convincing, and also what she wants to hear, as selfish as it still might be. Valdis picks up Neil's ring and takes Max's hand again, sliding it onto his finger.
"This will keep you safe until I can find an answer for us."
His heart flutters in his chest as she slips the ring onto his finger. The shades of things that could be tug at his subconscious. Would marriage be that big of a step compared to what they're contemplating right now?
Brimming with love, he looks up into her eyes and says, "You don't have to look for the answer alone. I'll help too."
She could wear any dress in the world and never look as beautiful as she does when she looks at him like that. Every time she does, he can see forever in her. But she can't wear "forever" to a party, can she?
She winks at him, stepping away to pull the dress from the hanger, it's perhaps a little heavier than she would have preferred, but she's still happy with it. Untying her robe she slips it off to step into the dress before pulling it up. Valdis holds it to her chest, pulling her loose hair over her shoulder so Max can do up the corset.
Once she pulls her hair away Max steps in to take up the laces. He notices a few stray strands of her hair still on her back and gently brushes them aside for her, tucking them over her shoulder and patting them sweetly. That done, he laces her up, tight but not too tight.
"I think I'm getting better at this. How does it feel? Can you breathe okay?"
She can't stop smiling as he laces up the dress, almost giddy with how much she loves him. The gentle way he tightens the corset, his fingers slowly lacing it up and pulling it tight. She knows he's worried about doing it right.
She takes a deep breath.
"It's not going to go anywhere," she says, turning to face him, that smile still on her face. "I love you."
Seeing that smile on her face could make his chest burst with joy. She's more radiant wearing that than any dress.
Oh, but that dress... he's fighting the urge to rip it off again in a fit of passion. No, he mustn't. They can't be late. She'd have to fix her hair again.
"I love you, too. And I love you in that dress so much I kinda wish it was going somewhere." He laughs at himself, but the love in his voice is stronger than any amount of lust. "I'm so lucky to have your love."
When all the guests have gone and everything is cleaned up, Max will find that Valdis is suddenly nowhere to be seen. Ava and Shasta also seem to have vanished, though Anani is winding his way around Max's legs as if determined to trip him. If Max goes upstairs, he will still find no trace of her. Not in the guest room, the bathroom or even the room they share together. There is, however, a letter in an envelope laying against his pillow.
The letter inside is written in her sweeping and elegant cursive.
My Dear Max,
I had to step out to grab your present, please shower, grab a drink and wait for me here. I'll be back soon.
"Valdis?" he calls on his way up the stairs, "You want first shower or should I?"
No answer? Well, not with words. He spots the card and is smiling even before he opens it. And now he's really, really smiling.
"Guess that answers my question," he giggles to himself as he starts stripping to make a bee-line for the shower.
Once he's scrubbed down and toweled off, he goes to fetch the good wine he's been saving for them, along with two glasses. He sips on that while he waits (in his birthday suit) on the bed for her to return. Giddy excitement bubbles inside him until he can't help but fidget and squirm in anticipation of her return. It won't matter what the present is, he can't wait to unwrap it with her.
It’s about an hour before Anani finally leaves his vigil at Max’s side, slipping away as only a cat can, very nearly without notice. Valdis appears just as quietly, dressed in victorian lingerie with a little high low skirt, her long hair loose around her shoulders.
It's especially easy for his furry bed companion to sneak off since Max is lightly dozing, curled up loosely on top of the covers napping off the wine. He stirs to the sound of her sweet voice, and when he opens his eyes he can hardly believe the angelic vision before him.
"V-ah.hh..." he starts to say her name but the word becomes a thready gasp of lust. His gaze flits from the claps on the front to the fabric holding in her bust to the skirt where it falls short on her gorgeous legs. He wants to reach for her hair, tousel her loose locks, and watch them cascade over her lovely shoulders. He wants to kiss her until his lips go numb. He wants to worship her on his knees for hours.
Where words fail, his body speaks the truth loud and clear. He's already twitching for her, fully awake and burning with a need so hot he could light the house on fire.
She always loves how he looks at her every time he sees her, filled with pure love and affection, but it’s the moments like this, when his heart races and that more primal desire clouds his senses that thrill her. He always acts as if it’s the first time, like he could never grow bored of her, like she’s the only thing he sees and wants.
“Stay…and no touching until I tell you you can.”
She gives him a sly smile and slowly saunters over to the bed to join him, expecting him to listen.
The tattoo on his chest throbs with heat, in time with his loins, and it delights him because by now he's learned to recognize the effects of the magic infused within the art. It's her love he feels, and he could never grow tired of this. Never ever.
But, OH! Oh, he likes this game. He sits up at attention, thrumming with the effort of containing his need to reach for her. He can be a good boy. He will. So, his hands stay pointedly planted on his knees, but his eyes are glued to her, practically begging for her next command.
His tongue darts out to wet his dry lips, "Yes, my queen."
Valdis can feel his excitement spike at the command, and her own rises to match it. She winks at him, breaking the act for only a moment. Then she slips onto the bed, leaning toward him so he can get a very good look at her bust and part of what he has to look forward to when she eventually allows him to remove it.
“Lay against the pillows. On your back, arms at your sides.”
His smile softens at the wink she gives him. It makes him happy to know she's as into the game as he is.
As she slips onto the bed his fingers grip a little harder on his knees. He eyes her cleavage like a hungry wolf, no shame in his lusting for her.
Now he scrambles to do as she says, scooting down onto his back and laying his arms beside him palms up. He's looking over the swell of his chest at her, barely even letting himself blink. His erection stands proudly between them, aching for her touch and yet also aching for her to withhold it longer.
She doesn't even look at his length as he obeys her, her eyes not leaving his face. It's not really about the sex for her, though the sex is always nice. It's about the connection, and, tonight, it's about the game and making him want her more than he ever has before.
She scoots a little closer, shifting onto her hip, lifting her hand to trail her fingers up his chest, just barely touching him. Up. Down. Up again, all the way to his lips. Her thumb runs along them, then her fingers trail back down his neck, down his chest and down, down almost all the way to what she knows he wants her to touch.
His muscles quiver beneath her featherlight touch, and he whimpers deep and low in his throat. His eyes lock with hers, captivated, his whole body alight with heat from the way she looks at him and only him.
When her thumb brushes his lip, he nibbles lightly at it, then he makes sounds both pleased and frustrated at the way she retreats down, down, down--so close, so desperately close.
"Y-yes, my queen," he says breathily. "I'll be a good boy. For you."
Valdis smiles, letting her hand linger on his lower stomach and abdomen, lazily and aimlessly drawing nothing with her fingers. At his answer, in which she can both hear and feel his desire, her fingers drop lower and then rise up his length, her hand gently caressing it, up and down, watching him intently as she does so.
The muscles of his belly jump and twitch, and so does his cock, as she torments him with her lazy touches. Then, when her finger runs up the length of him at long last, his eyelids flutter shut. Her touch is what he needs and wants and yet it's not nearly enough yet.
Her soft pur draws his gaze back to hers. "I promise. I promise." His hands flex at his sides as if to call her attention to them and how strong he's been to keep them at his side still. "I'll be so good."
She appreciates the strength it takes for him to keep himself from touching her, from acting on his very intense desires. Her runs her hand along his length a few more times as she waits for his answer and when he gives it, she swings her leg over him, righting herself and her weight just in front of his cock, which touches what is very clearly her bare ass, which means there is nothing between him and the warmth of her except her commands.
"You are being so good."
His hands and forearms are now pinned to his sides by her knees and she leans over him to kiss his chest with her soft lips.
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Date: 2024-09-29 10:03 pm (UTC)"It is, Valdis. I've thought about it before. I lived with an immortal, after all. I know, in general, what I'd be signing up for. It's not the same as living it. I know that, too. But I'd be surrounded by people I love so I wouldn't be alone. Neither would you."
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Date: 2024-09-30 12:02 am (UTC)Valdis picks up Neil's ring and takes Max's hand again, sliding it onto his finger.
"This will keep you safe until I can find an answer for us."
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Date: 2024-09-30 03:07 pm (UTC)Brimming with love, he looks up into her eyes and says, "You don't have to look for the answer alone. I'll help too."
End~
Date: 2024-09-30 08:31 pm (UTC)He has to resist playing with the improved mixer right away. But you can be sure he's going to right back to using it the moment he's alone.
He gives Bart a thumbs up and say, "Right."
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Date: 2024-10-01 03:09 am (UTC)She looks up into his eyes again, her own brimming with unrestrained love. She can express that more tonight, but for now...
"Care to help me into my dress?"
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Date: 2024-10-06 01:55 pm (UTC)"Yes, I'd love to."
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Date: 2024-10-12 03:23 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2024-10-14 07:09 pm (UTC)"I think I'm getting better at this. How does it feel? Can you breathe okay?"
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Date: 2024-10-16 03:49 am (UTC)She takes a deep breath.
"It's not going to go anywhere," she says, turning to face him, that smile still on her face. "I love you."
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Date: 2024-10-18 01:52 am (UTC)Oh, but that dress... he's fighting the urge to rip it off again in a fit of passion. No, he mustn't. They can't be late. She'd have to fix her hair again.
"I love you, too. And I love you in that dress so much I kinda wish it was going somewhere." He laughs at himself, but the love in his voice is stronger than any amount of lust. "I'm so lucky to have your love."
end?
Date: 2024-10-20 01:34 am (UTC)"And I yours."
yes <3
Date: 2024-10-21 02:51 pm (UTC)After Max's Birthday party
Date: 2024-12-19 04:04 am (UTC)The letter inside is written in her sweeping and elegant cursive.
My Dear Max,
I had to step out to grab your present, please shower, grab a drink and wait for me here. I'll be back soon.
-Valdis
time for the after-party~
Date: 2024-12-19 09:21 pm (UTC)No answer? Well, not with words. He spots the card and is smiling even before he opens it. And now he's really, really smiling.
"Guess that answers my question," he giggles to himself as he starts stripping to make a bee-line for the shower.
Once he's scrubbed down and toweled off, he goes to fetch the good wine he's been saving for them, along with two glasses. He sips on that while he waits (in his birthday suit) on the bed for her to return. Giddy excitement bubbles inside him until he can't help but fidget and squirm in anticipation of her return. It won't matter what the present is, he can't wait to unwrap it with her.
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Date: 2024-12-20 01:38 am (UTC)“Hello, Max.”
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Date: 2024-12-20 02:06 am (UTC)"V-ah.hh..." he starts to say her name but the word becomes a thready gasp of lust. His gaze flits from the claps on the front to the fabric holding in her bust to the skirt where it falls short on her gorgeous legs. He wants to reach for her hair, tousel her loose locks, and watch them cascade over her lovely shoulders. He wants to kiss her until his lips go numb. He wants to worship her on his knees for hours.
Where words fail, his body speaks the truth loud and clear. He's already twitching for her, fully awake and burning with a need so hot he could light the house on fire.
"Hello, beautiful."
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Date: 2024-12-20 03:01 am (UTC)“Stay…and no touching until I tell you you can.”
She gives him a sly smile and slowly saunters over to the bed to join him, expecting him to listen.
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Date: 2024-12-20 03:14 am (UTC)But, OH! Oh, he likes this game. He sits up at attention, thrumming with the effort of containing his need to reach for her. He can be a good boy. He will. So, his hands stay pointedly planted on his knees, but his eyes are glued to her, practically begging for her next command.
His tongue darts out to wet his dry lips, "Yes, my queen."
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Date: 2024-12-20 03:20 am (UTC)“Lay against the pillows. On your back, arms at your sides.”
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Date: 2024-12-20 04:00 am (UTC)As she slips onto the bed his fingers grip a little harder on his knees. He eyes her cleavage like a hungry wolf, no shame in his lusting for her.
Now he scrambles to do as she says, scooting down onto his back and laying his arms beside him palms up. He's looking over the swell of his chest at her, barely even letting himself blink. His erection stands proudly between them, aching for her touch and yet also aching for her to withhold it longer.
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Date: 2024-12-20 04:12 am (UTC)She scoots a little closer, shifting onto her hip, lifting her hand to trail her fingers up his chest, just barely touching him. Up. Down. Up again, all the way to his lips. Her thumb runs along them, then her fingers trail back down his neck, down his chest and down, down almost all the way to what she knows he wants her to touch.
"Are you going to be a good boy for me?"
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Date: 2024-12-21 02:38 am (UTC)When her thumb brushes his lip, he nibbles lightly at it, then he makes sounds both pleased and frustrated at the way she retreats down, down, down--so close, so desperately close.
"Y-yes, my queen," he says breathily. "I'll be a good boy. For you."
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Date: 2024-12-21 02:46 am (UTC)"You promise?" She purrs softly.
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Date: 2024-12-21 02:56 am (UTC)Her soft pur draws his gaze back to hers. "I promise. I promise." His hands flex at his sides as if to call her attention to them and how strong he's been to keep them at his side still. "I'll be so good."
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Date: 2024-12-21 03:04 am (UTC)"You are being so good."
His hands and forearms are now pinned to his sides by her knees and she leans over him to kiss his chest with her soft lips.