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"Arthur Inkwell here.
I've no earthly idea how this thing is supposed to work, but leave me a message if you're so inclined. I'll retrieve it at some point or another!"

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[velluminous]

[ she knows.

cups his nape and leans up so she can speak very close to one of those cute ears of his. this is a deliberate act of rebellion, to act with levity, to pretend sarcasm. much as what Sholmes did for her, she wants to do for him.

breathed, ] I want you to let me feel you shiver beneath my hands.

[inklongdry]

[ Ah. Well. That does send a little shiver down his spine. ]

Right here in the common room? Feeling bold, aren't we?

[velluminous]

Bold for me, but not for you?

[inklongdry]

I said "we", did I not?

[velluminous]

[ when he looks at her like that, her entire body tingles. primly, Sprezzatura lifts up and slides from his lap, with some reluctance. she doesn't go far—one hand rests lightly upon his wrist, even once she's settled to the side. I love you. ]

Take pillow and sit on floor. You are too tall.

[inklongdry]

[ He seems to understand her little gesture, and smiles warmly in response. One ear flicks in her direction. I love you, too. ]

'Tis not my fault.

[ But he dutifully does as told, taking a seat on the floor in front of the couch. ]

[velluminous]

[ I love you, I love you, I love you!

this domesticity hardly feels real. Arthur, gentle and gorgeous, hardly feels real. once he settles, she spreads her legs and reaches out to him for his shoulder rub—and presses her nose into his hair instead.

it smells nice... ]

[inklongdry]

[ Oh? He feels what she's doing more than he can actually see it, and it draws a little chuckle out of him. ]

Something distracting you?

[velluminous]

[ deposits a kiss against his crown. another on the base of one ear, and another on the base of the other. ]

I am putting everything from my mind.

[inklongdry]

I see.

[ Said in almost a sigh. He loves it when she dotes on him. ]

You know, I used to keep my hair much longer when I was a child.

[velluminous]

[ her nails slide up his nape and tug at his hair tie ] How long?

[inklongdry]

[ Mmm, he leans into that. ]

Quite long. Past my shoulders. I would often wear it up or in braids.

[velluminous]

[ it's coming loose. she's tugging it free. and once it is, she threads her fingers into his hair, intimately combing them through, rubbing his scalp. ]

Cannot imagine this.

[inklongdry]

[ He's just gonna lean into that more, eyes slipping shut. ]

No? Mayhap the next time we have the opportunity to share memories, I will show you one of little Avi.

[velluminous]

[ no more shoulder massage. scalp massage instead. she muses on that offer without answering it for a few seconds. trying to imagine—trying not to remember. ]

I wonder if Avi would have liked Sapione Vaux.

[inklongdry]

[ A tilt of his head. ]

Sapione?

[velluminous]

I am Sapione.

[inklongdry]

I didn't realize. Is Sprezzatura a name you chose for yourself, then?

[velluminous]

[ she runs her claws over his scalp again before pressing her lips to his crown. sighs, a warm rush of air ]

Tieflings often take "virtue names". Something they wish to embody in their lives.

[inklongdry]

[ She's spoiling him. If he were miqo'te, he'd start purring. ]

And what does that mean in your case?

[velluminous]

...


To effortless achieve impossible.

[inklongdry]

[ He glances up, angling his head to try and get a glimpse of her above him. ]

'Tis a scholarly name if I've ever heard one, and lovely, besides. It suits you.

[velluminous]

[ he gets all that and a lovely view of her cleavage to boot. ]

Please continue to call me by it. I am not that woman anymore.

[inklongdry]

[ Oh. Nice view. But he won't let himself get too distracted, reaching up to cup her cheek. ]

Chosen or given, your name is your name. I'd only call you otherwise to call you my heart, my sky, my love.

[velluminous]

[ again, her entire chest clenches. she wants so badly to take him to bed... or even just to the floor. he'll feel the weight of her face tilt gently into his palm. ]

Thank you. Arthur.

[ his name is his name, too. ]