He'd stopped by the potions lab to make himself something to assist with a vague sort of muscle ache. His chest still hurt from where he'd been blasted by that woman with the blue hair. He had no idea what spell she'd thrown at him - if it had even been a spell - but it still smart a bit. He was rubbing it lightly when he moved into the cafeteria looking for Lily.
He didn't really bother with food. He wasn't all that hungry.
"Hey," he said quietly as he sat down across from her, reaching across the table for her hand. "How are you feeling?"
She'd been dropped, after all. He hoped she wasn't still sore.
"If you wanted massage oil, I could have purchased some," he murmured lightly, pressing a light kiss to her forehead. "You didn't have to go and borrow some from Jaime."
He smirked a bit, drawing away from her lightly but keeping his hands at her waist to hopefully bring her along with him to the bed. He thought she should be comfortable while he did this.
He wondered if he should remove his robes for this as well, and reasoned that he would in a minute. But he wanted to make sure that she was comfortable first.
She moved along with him, smiling softly at him. "Well, we could have done that, but Jaime already had some and her room is much, much closer than any of the shops," she pointed out.
Lily eased onto the bed, face down. She drew her hair out of the way to bare her back to him. "Besides, if we borrow Jaime's, we can try different scents until we fin done we like," she concluded as she nestled down against the bed.
He supposed that was true, and he paused for a moment before he decided to just roll up his sleeves for now. Taking the oil that Lily had given him, he spread a bit on his hands before he started to rub his hands over her skin lightly. He hadn't used oil before in a massage, and wondered belatedly if he was meant to apply it to her back first, but he reasoned that this would work fine either way.
Gently, he tried to find which muscles were most tense, applying pressure to those to work out the kinks.
Lily smiled as she tucked her hands beneath the pillow, tilting her head slightly to regard Sev. "Good," she murmured. She thought about telling him not to do it too long or she'd fall asleep ... but there was no harm in that.
Well, no harm in it, but she did want a few other things before she fell asleep. Like have her way with him. Or let him have his way with her; it amounted to the same thing.
"Definitely think I want a different scent though," she murmured. "We'll have to try a different one tomorrow night," she suggested impishly.
He chuckled a bit. "I imagine you'll want a different one for the next night as well," he murmured gently, working his hands into the knots in her shoulders. "And another one the night after that? Should we just purchase an entire collection?"
He wondered if Jaime might already have an entire collection. He thought she might be giving massages on the side. Or she was, once upon a time. It would save them buying some. Though really, was money all that big of an issue here?
"We can keep swiping them from Jaime," she murmured. Grinning, she started to roll onto her back, wiggling a little to make herself comfortable.
She gazed up at him once she was settled on her back, and she reached out for him. Yes, it had been nice having his hands over her back, but she wanted more. She wanted him. "At least until we find some scent we really like. Then we'll buy that one."
Tracing her fingertips over his face, she smiled up at him.
He moved his hands as she started to roll over, holding them up so as not to get oil all over the place - but in retrospect, he wondered why that mattered. He smiled to her warmly.
"Did you want me to do the front now?" he asked innocently, his eyes moving over her body in clear adoration. He wiped the excess oil off on his sleeve and then moved to cup her cheek gently.
"Only if you wanted to," she murmured. "Though I can't imagine why you'd want to," she continued as she closed her eyes. "I certainly can't see the appeal for you to be running your hands all over my bare body. Certainly nothing in it for you," she finished.
Lifting her hands, she started to work at the clasp on his robes, parting the fabric to caress his chest gently. "Though if you'd rather move on to other things, I wouldn't have a problem with that," she continued.
"No," he echoed quietly, "Nothing in it for me at all. I can see why you can't see the appeal."
He gently ran his hand over her stomach, rubbing a little oil onto it in the process. He started to move his hand up her body slowly, his moving slowly from her face to watch the steady ascent of his hands, his eyes alight with wonder.
"You seem to have some ideas," he observed, his breathe hitching slightly and his eyes fluttering closed as he felt her hands on his chest.
"One or two," she agreed as she finished parting his robes. Her back arched slightly, and her breathing quickened as his hands moved up her body. "Sev," she breathed quietly, her lips parting.
Eager hands pushed at the fabric of his robes, and she groaned a little in anticipation, wanting him undressed, with her undressed. She did make an effort to try to rein herself in, but it was mostly a failed endeavor. She wanted him, and she wanted him now.
He was more than a little amused, and he let her push at his robes, letting the fabric fall away easily enough. He leaned his head in to kiss her lips while his hands moved to massage her breasts. Her eagerness was intoxicating, and he groaned a bit against her lips.
He had a familiar sensation of 'this is all a dream' wash over him, but it was getting easier and easier to push those thoughts away now.
She returned his kiss deeply, fiercely, eagerly. Her back arched to press her breasts up against his hands, her eyes fluttering closed. "I love you," she murmured against his mouth as her arms wrapped around him. Her hands stroked lightly down his back, nails scraping gently at his skin.
Her thighs parted a little before she moved her hands between their bodies, unfastening her pants and trying to push them down a little. She was certain he'd catch on and pick up the slack, as it were.
He did, of course, catch on and whispered 'I love you' briefly against her lips before moving his hands to help her with the removal of her pants. He shifted his body a bit to better accommodate the action, reluctantly breaking the kiss to sit up a bit and help more that way too.
Though when it was no longer necessary, he leaned back in, kissing and licked at her neck, inhaling the scent of her, letting himself be overcome by just being with her after all his years - and weeks - of waiting.
Once she'd kicked her pants away and he'd settled back over her, she ran her hands over his sides and his chest, her back arching up again as she tried to press herself closer to him. She wanted him, needed him, and was eager to have him. "Sev," she moaned quietly as she tilted her head away, baring her throat to him since he seemed so interested in it.
Wrapping her arms around him, she dug her nails into his back deeply though she hadn't intended to do it quite that hard. She was just ... a little eager. "Sorry," she murmured as she relaxed her grip slightly.
His breath caught in his throat and he gasped slightly at the pain, a deep groan working its way up from his throat. He flushed slightly with embarrassment.
"It's all right," he murmured softly, pressing a kiss to her cheek. "Didn't... hurt."
It wasn't a lie. Not entirely, anyway. Cheeks still a little redder than usual, he kissed a bit at her jaw, his hands moving down over her hips, caressing her upper thighs gently, teasingly.
He didn't really bother with food. He wasn't all that hungry.
"Hey," he said quietly as he sat down across from her, reaching across the table for her hand. "How are you feeling?"
She'd been dropped, after all. He hoped she wasn't still sore.
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He smirked a bit, drawing away from her lightly but keeping his hands at her waist to hopefully bring her along with him to the bed. He thought she should be comfortable while he did this.
He wondered if he should remove his robes for this as well, and reasoned that he would in a minute. But he wanted to make sure that she was comfortable first.
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Lily eased onto the bed, face down. She drew her hair out of the way to bare her back to him. "Besides, if we borrow Jaime's, we can try different scents until we fin done we like," she concluded as she nestled down against the bed.
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Gently, he tried to find which muscles were most tense, applying pressure to those to work out the kinks.
"How's that?" he murmured gently.
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Well, no harm in it, but she did want a few other things before she fell asleep. Like have her way with him. Or let him have his way with her; it amounted to the same thing.
"Definitely think I want a different scent though," she murmured. "We'll have to try a different one tomorrow night," she suggested impishly.
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He wondered if Jaime might already have an entire collection. He thought she might be giving massages on the side. Or she was, once upon a time. It would save them buying some. Though really, was money all that big of an issue here?
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She gazed up at him once she was settled on her back, and she reached out for him. Yes, it had been nice having his hands over her back, but she wanted more. She wanted him. "At least until we find some scent we really like. Then we'll buy that one."
Tracing her fingertips over his face, she smiled up at him.
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"Did you want me to do the front now?" he asked innocently, his eyes moving over her body in clear adoration. He wiped the excess oil off on his sleeve and then moved to cup her cheek gently.
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Lifting her hands, she started to work at the clasp on his robes, parting the fabric to caress his chest gently. "Though if you'd rather move on to other things, I wouldn't have a problem with that," she continued.
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He gently ran his hand over her stomach, rubbing a little oil onto it in the process. He started to move his hand up her body slowly, his moving slowly from her face to watch the steady ascent of his hands, his eyes alight with wonder.
"You seem to have some ideas," he observed, his breathe hitching slightly and his eyes fluttering closed as he felt her hands on his chest.
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Eager hands pushed at the fabric of his robes, and she groaned a little in anticipation, wanting him undressed, with her undressed. She did make an effort to try to rein herself in, but it was mostly a failed endeavor. She wanted him, and she wanted him now.
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He had a familiar sensation of 'this is all a dream' wash over him, but it was getting easier and easier to push those thoughts away now.
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Her thighs parted a little before she moved her hands between their bodies, unfastening her pants and trying to push them down a little. She was certain he'd catch on and pick up the slack, as it were.
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Though when it was no longer necessary, he leaned back in, kissing and licked at her neck, inhaling the scent of her, letting himself be overcome by just being with her after all his years - and weeks - of waiting.
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Wrapping her arms around him, she dug her nails into his back deeply though she hadn't intended to do it quite that hard. She was just ... a little eager. "Sorry," she murmured as she relaxed her grip slightly.
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"It's all right," he murmured softly, pressing a kiss to her cheek. "Didn't... hurt."
It wasn't a lie. Not entirely, anyway. Cheeks still a little redder than usual, he kissed a bit at her jaw, his hands moving down over her hips, caressing her upper thighs gently, teasingly.
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