OOM: Upstairs.

[weplayparts]

The room, for the most part, is nearly identical to when he had seen it last: dimly lit, decorated in deep, lush colors - mostly purples and reds, several soft and comfortable chairs in which to sit, recline, doze or potentially participate in activities that are not entirely restful. She's done a little shopping since then, purchased some new

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[scots_wolf]

"This looks comfortable and luscious," Urquhart says, looking around. "A place to forget the world in, like the palaces of the orient that I've seen in my time in the east."

She'll have heard him talk about it before, he assumes, even though he can't now remember telling her about it.

[weplayparts]

She closes the door behind them, leaning back against it and watching him glance around the room as if seeing it for the first time - and for him, technically, it is like the first time.

"That's what it's meant for, all things considered," she admits, crossing her arms over her chest.

[scots_wolf]

"Just the right place for a big spoiled wolf to laze about in," he grins.

[weplayparts]

"And here is where I plan to keep and spoil you until you remember me doing it all those times before," she murmurs, grinning back at him.

[scots_wolf]

Urquhart looks at her, from head to toe.

"I can't say I'd mind that at all," he says. "Or get bored when I remember having done it before."

[weplayparts]

She lifts one hand, crooking her index finger to beckon him towards her, lightly teasing.

"You did only recently say that this was something you'd never tire of."

[scots_wolf]

He takes a step towards her, teasing as well. "If I look at you," he says, "I doubt I'd tire of that, either."

[weplayparts]

"You'd be happy to just watch?"

Now that she finds hard to believe.

[scots_wolf]

"That's just the beginning," Urquhart says, coming a step closer.

[weplayparts]

"And what would you do after that?"

She doesn't move from her spot. Letting him come to her instead.

[scots_wolf]

"I might touch you," he says, coming even closer, reaching out, and running a finger from her throat to between her breasts.

[weplayparts]

The only sign of her arousal at his touch is a brief flash in her eyes, a small and soft gasp as her breath hitches, but she still barely moves a muscle.

"And then?"

[scots_wolf]

"I'll kiss your skin, perhaps," Urquhart says, bending down to kiss the base of her throat, then the top of her shoulder.

[weplayparts]

She closes her eyes, the first wave of excitement rippling through her skin as his lips make contact. She can feel a few strands of his hair slip free to slide over her skin in a gentle caress.

"And after that?" she whispers.

[scots_wolf]

"I might push the clothes off your skin," he whispers against her throat, and does push her dress further down her shoulder, so there is more of that pale skin to kiss.

She is incredibly lovely.

Strands of his hair slip into her cleavage.

[weplayparts]

He won't be met with any resistance; her dress slides down easily over her shoulders, revealing several more inches of skin. It's skin he's seen before, but right now, he touches her as if he's seeing her for the first time.

"You'd be more than welcome to," she murmurs, sighing and grinning as his hair tickles her.