Closed The Things Corsets Cause (Noven)

[Kechaiya]

Kechaiya listened to his apology, starting to think that maybe she'd been a little hard on him. This whole night had been such a fluctuation of emotions from the highest of the highs to some very awkward lows, and she tired. She just wanted comfort, and wanted him to bring it to her. She rolled over and took the cup from his hand, knowing what it meant when she drank it. All she could do was stare into its steaming depths. The thought of having to choose between what two different parts of what she wanted was exhausting. If he thought it best, she would agree with him. So with a deep breath, she slowly downed the foul liquid at once.

It was done. Sure, she could not take the tea over the next few days, but the decision had been made. She would keep making it and drinking it until her Leth cycle came, sooner rather than later. And with it, the baby would never exist. She listened to his explanations, his thoughts, his half baked request. She was too tired, emotionally and physically, to give it a lot of thought. He wanted her to help him get some children from Brega's. Normally she'd have a deluge of questions, but instead she nodded, "I go with. I want go if you want me go."

He looked as tired as she, and she was sure he was. After all, she hadn't been alone throughout this entire ordeal. She placed a gentle palm against his scarred cheek, pulling his face from his palms, smiling lightly. "Thank you Noven. I glad is you. I glad is you I couple first. I glad is you make tears. I glad is you make pain. I glad is you make yell." When he moved to to join her, she scooted over, facing him as he laid next to her. She pulled herself up next to his face, watching as he stared to the empty ceiling above.

Her hand upon his cheek once more, she pulled him to look at her, and lightly pressed her lips to his for a few ticks, and pulled back. "I want all you. Good, bad, ugly. I want give all me. I want know you. I want you know me." She then nestled in the crook of his arm, resting her face against his chest so she could hear his heart beat, and put an arm across his torso. "By way, my color best like is purple. What you?" This was an offering, hopefully to show that she understood the choices made tonight, to show that they weren't ready for to not drink the tea. She waited for his answer, then nestled her nubile body closer to his, to drift into glorious sleep to the percussion of his heart and breathing.

[Noven]

Some of the tension released from his neck and shoulders when Kechaiya agreed to go with him. A large part of him hadn't wanted to make the trip alone, cowardly as that sounded.

Noven nodded mutely in response to her answer. "I do. Want you--would like for you--to come with me, that is."

This was something the cook was slowly realizing he might need to work on. He spent day in day out yelling and ordering orphans about, to the point where he hardly gave a second thought about directing the doctor as well. It was no small wonder she had chafed against his earlier words. He would have, too.

The man had never been much for tact, but he was willing to try.

His stomach was still twisted in a guilty knot by the time Chai pulled his face toward her. He had let her drink the concoction...aided her in doing so, even, despite the look of sadness on the healer's face. But all emotions aside, Sunberth was Sunberth. Nov knew better than anyone how many babes were abandoned at Sunset's doorsteps, or left on their own to have their tiny corpses picked apart by rats, or, worst of all, delivered into the hands of slavers for a measly few mizas.

There was so much suffering in this world. The only world that he personally knew. And if he were to bring another life into it, with someone he cared for as much as Chai, he knew he would have to become something other than a bloodthirsty hound on a mobster's trail.

Until then...the man simply had no idea.

But then the doctor's gentle voice reached his ears, soothing some of the torment roiling inside his body. She thanked him, claiming she was glad that it was him who'd done what he'd done. What they had done. All of it.

As they laid themselves for good this time, Chai watched him stare mindlessly at the ceiling for a moment before placing her hand on his cheek again to give him a soft kiss. She assured him that she wanted him in his entirety, for good or for worse, and that she desired for them to know each other. Noven found no disagreement with that. They dove head first into things without any true understanding of one another. Which was probably why things had unfolded tonight the way they did.

The cook gave a little sigh of contentment as she nestled into him, immeasurably relieved they wouldn't be back to back for the entire night.

"Purple?" he echoed, grinning at the way she asked her question. There was something charming about the severely blunt, logical, and honest way the doctor spoke. "I might have guessed that from the dress you wore tonight."

He moved a hand to caress her from thigh to upper back, lingering blatantly midway, before continuing, "Alright, I'll tell you mine. But only if you promise not to laugh."

Nov waited for a couple ticks, then admitted, "Orange. Like pumpkins."

And within a wink of the eye, they were both sound asleep.

[Caela Dorin]

Grade Awarded Noven Experience Skill XP Earned Body Building 1 Endurance 2 Flirting 2 Interrogation 2 Leadership 2 Observation 5 Persuasion 2 Planning 2 Rhetoric 5 Seduction 1 Lores • Lore Earned • Kechaiya: Industrious • Questioning Someone to See if You’re Thinking the Same • Kechaiya: Learned to Be Bold and Enticing • How to Remove Corsets • Persuasion: Using Your Body to Convince Someone of Your Point of View • I’m Kechaiya’s First Lover • How to Pleasure a Woman • Sexual Desperation: Nearly Willing to Cut Off Your Belt • Losing Self-Control in the Course of Pleasure • The Attractions of Making Love to a Virgin • Ejaculating Within a Woman • Purple: Kechaiya’s Favourite Colour Additional Comments I really enjoyed this. Very tastefully written and includes the consequences, or thoughts of them, as well. The awkwardness at certain points were just wonderful. I think my favourite part had to be Noven’s complete inability to open his belt. Please edit or delete your grade request and PM me if you have any questions or concerns about your grade. x