RP: Art reveals our most secret self
Date: 19 April 2005
Characters: Rabastan Lestrange, Narcissa Malfoy
Location: Paris and Lyons
Status: Private
Summary: Narcissa and Rabastan visit the Louvre, stargaze, and fall asleep in each other's arms.
Completion: Complete
Rabastan stood behind Narcissa, his hands rested gently on her upper arms while they looked at the sculpture. "This replica looks like the original, but it does not evoke the same feeling. Have you ever seen the original in Greece, my dear? I think it likely it is magical, especially to have survived intact for over two millennia." His breathing was deep and calm. Rabastan was comforted beyond measure by her presence.
He was finding it impossible to keep his hands from her for any length of time as they explored the exhibit together. As often as they separated to view something that caught one or the other's eye, they would come together again with some simple touch. His hand on her back, her hand on his arm, his fingers trailing through her hair, it was all running together heightening his senses and drawing him closer to her on each new approach. He moved his hand to the small of her back as they moved on to view the statue of Phryne. "I would like to view some of the other art while we're here. As you have indulged my desire to see the new exhibit, have you a preference for what we see next, Cissy?"
Characters: Rabastan Lestrange, Narcissa Malfoy
Location: Paris and Lyons
Status: Private
Summary: Narcissa and Rabastan visit the Louvre, stargaze, and fall asleep in each other's arms.
Completion: Complete
Rabastan stood behind Narcissa, his hands rested gently on her upper arms while they looked at the sculpture. "This replica looks like the original, but it does not evoke the same feeling. Have you ever seen the original in Greece, my dear? I think it likely it is magical, especially to have survived intact for over two millennia." His breathing was deep and calm. Rabastan was comforted beyond measure by her presence.
He was finding it impossible to keep his hands from her for any length of time as they explored the exhibit together. As often as they separated to view something that caught one or the other's eye, they would come together again with some simple touch. His hand on her back, her hand on his arm, his fingers trailing through her hair, it was all running together heightening his senses and drawing him closer to her on each new approach. He moved his hand to the small of her back as they moved on to view the statue of Phryne. "I would like to view some of the other art while we're here. As you have indulged my desire to see the new exhibit, have you a preference for what we see next, Cissy?"