[Action] (Backdated to Wednesday because slow muns are slow)

[13th_captain]

[After the events at the fountain, Arumat has decided that the fountain plaza is probably not the best place for displays of affection and has quite literally taken matters into his own hands-- namely, by carrying Myuria all the way back to the SO4 Fort to get away from the public eye. Arumat, a gentleman? That's somewhat unexpected

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[tionysus]

[It's so very nice to be carried back all that way. Myuria is feeling like a princess. She has one arm around him and is most definitely preening in his arms. Delicately.]

You know, I underestimated how strong you are.

[But the room thing presents a problem. If Draco does come home, he's likely to stop in and say hi. That would be awkward, to say the least. There's something odd about that other option, but she can't remember exactly why, so Arumat's room it is.]

Let's go to your room, just to be safe. We'll be on our own there.

[13th_captain]

[He's not even going to bother to hide the pleased grin on his face at that praise. It's nice to hear her finally acknowledging his good points instead of poking fun at him for the whole "Death" thing for a change. And though he'd never admit it out loud, that preening is rather endearing, not to mention a sign that he's doing something right.]

Hmm.

[And off to his room, where he'll kick the door shut behind him before carrying her over and setting her down gently (for him, at least) on the bed. That was certainly a long enough interruption, now let's get back to business.]

[tionysus]

[Oh, she's noticing his good points more than ever right now, and sadly probably isn't versed enough to make jokes about the little death. It's been a long time since she's felt like this, and it's far more wonderful a feeling than she remembers.]

Hmm?

[The door kickslammed shut is rather amusing, though she's dumped on the bed a little unceremoniously. However, she's quick to get her bearings again.]

Where were we?

[13th_captain]

[Answering that verbally would be a waste of time that could be better spent in other fashions, so instead Arumat will reply by leaning in for another kiss. He's getting that part down by now, or at least he thinks he is, since she doesn't seem to be correcting him or pulling away. And now that he's really into this, he's also getting a bit more confident about what he's doing.

Not confident enough to do anything past settling his hands on her waist, however.]

[tionysus]

[Myuria is enjoying the kissing, but touch is even more exciting. She's stroking his chest - how nice of him to leave it bare even in February! She doesn't mind taking it slow, since she hasn't been made love to in far too long.]

[13th_captain]

[A pleased rumble into the kiss should tell her that he likes that as one of his own hands comes up to reciprocate the action and cup one of those very impressive breasts-- or try to, at least. They're far too large to fit into one hand, even for someone Arumat's size.]

[tionysus]

[Naturally, he goes for the most obvious starting point. Myuria's tits continue to amuse her.]

You're playing to win today, aren't you?

[13th_captain]

[Well, they are very large and very THERE; it would be a crime not to pay attention to them.]

I've never been a very good loser.

[tionysus]

[One would also have to be blind.]

Can't argue there. I like a man who fights for what he wants.

[13th_captain]

[This causes him to let out an amused snort.]

And what do you think I want?

[tionysus]

[And she's still grinning.]

I think you want a real woman.

[13th_captain]

Is that an offer?

[Someone's feeling playful here, a rarity for him.]

[tionysus]

It's a suggestion.

[How lucky! She gets to be privy to something so rare.]

[13th_captain]

[Arumat is just going to answer that with an amused sound... and by pulling her into his lap. With her in such close proximity, he finds himself wondering if those ears of hers are sensitive, so he's going to lean forward just a bit to run his tongue along the outer edge of one.]

[tionysus]

[Yes. Yes they are. She trembles at the touch, but she's still smiling enigmatically. She's brushing her fingertips along the outlines of his abs.]

[13th_captain]

[And what well-defined abs they are... and also rather unused to being touched like that. It's strange but decidedly pleasant. Encouraged by what seems to be a positive reaction, he's just going to trail his tongue along the outside until he reaches the base of her ear, where he'll nuzzle a bit. Good thing instincts seem to have finally kicked in!]