Tomb Raiding, Spiders, and Spell Flingers
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Theo almost jerked her hand away from his, after he told her to calm her butt down, but then her fingers were slotted with his and he called her cute when flustered, which started the whole thing over again, her chest and eventually face red as could be, which she hoped could be attributed to the warmth of the water, as she felt that familiar touch of his magic through her again, and she took the moment to watch his face again.

He was a good healer, and that was a credit to him. As abrasive and flirty as he could be at times, he still had that undercurrent of compassion in him, always. She shifted her eyes away before he could catch her again, he would give her an infinite amount of shit more than he was already planning on giving her, and already they had both broken her rule of hands above water -- which if she was forced to admit, is difficult for a bath anyway.

There on her slice of the seat, she stretched her legs out and wiggled her toes in the water, her eyes sliding almost closed as rhe water, and his magic, did it's work. I'm glad it's nothing serious then. Can't have my best healer go off and get himself taken out of commission. Not that you're mine, I mean, just that.. all those words came tumbling out and she finally gave up and stopped talking. And then the offer for nibbling came and she felt that familiar warmth seep through her, the same warmth that she'd feel when Mina's hands slid over her skin, or her mouth would place kisses along a hip.

Stone take her, he really was trying to murder her from embarassment wasn't he?

But there was the offer again, and she rolled the idea of rolling in a bed with him through her mind. She knew, the spider venom was no longer in her system, she didn't have the immediate want to straddle him like she had back in the field earlier in the day, so that warmth had been genuine, which confused the hell out of her -- she had been fairly certain at the start of this day that her opinions of Ruth had been very... not good.

And now?

When his hand drew away, she moved to hug her arms back around her middle, fingers closed into loose fists, trying to retain the feel of his touch just a moment longer. Certainly it was blood loss and nothing more, right? Remnants in her system of the spider venom -- but he had been bitten and hadn't displayed any of the same symptoms..

Then spend the night in my bed and make good on that threat of a good time kn the morning. She held his one eyed gaze, for a moment, before she had to look away. She's never dealt with such overt flirting, and she wasn't sure if he meant it or not, so, she figured her words would give her her answer quickly. They'll name the shade for you, I reckon, Ruthmillion or something, a shade of red so deep, that only Ruth can bring it out of your cheeks. She finally brought both her hands up out of the water, and layer her arms up on the edge of the tub, the heat sinking into sore muscles finally.


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RE: Tomb Raiding, Spiders, and Spell Flingers - by Theodora Oridotti - 04-30-2024, 10:35 AM