DEDICATED HENRATURRA POST;

[vecna]

(( when the sun sets, we're both the same ))

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[velluminous]

[ good. less talking. she wriggles in his hold until the blanket falls free, or free enough, and she is nude and curled up against him. knees to her chest, like an uneasy child. he likely remembers this exact pose from less happy times. ]

You are too clothed.

[vecna]

[Practically fully clothed compared to her. And despite her words, he draws in closer, arms around her nude frame. She looks so vulnerable like this.]

Would you like to help fix that?

[velluminous]

I would like to watch you fix that.

[vecna]

Hm, but what if I just want to hold you...?

[But he will unloop his arms from her and wiggle away slightly, working at the buttons of his shirt first.]

[velluminous]

You will get your chance.

[ will he? ]

[vecna]

Will I? Or are you going to have your way with me as soon as I'm stripped?

[He is joking but also. She might. And he wouldn't complain.

He sheds his shirt, setting it aside.]

[velluminous]

Unlike you... [ breathed, as she gives him an eye-rake ] I can wait.

[vecna]

[wow]

I'm very patient.

[He sits up on his knees and undoes his trousers next, opening the fly. Shuffling it down his hips.]

Generally.

[velluminous]

I intend to take that away from you.

[vecna]

Oh, you just like seeing me fall apart, don't you?

[And now... trousers... off! Henry: naked.]

[velluminous]

[ she loves that he has never been shy of his body. it makes him that much easier to ogle. the slope of his shoulders and the jut of his hips. his spine, when it is turned to her.

running her finger down one thigh, stopping above the knee. ]

Should I not be allowed my fun, too?

[vecna]

[What is there to be shy or ashamed of? This body, though lesser in many ways, is still more visually appealing to her eyes than his lich form. He's proud to display his naked self, like this, to her. For her only.

Tickly, that touch.]

As much fun as you like.

[velluminous]

[ ...leans in, kisses his cheek. and a little nibble, there, too. ahh, her Henry. she still hasn't fully recovered from her doldrums, but after a beat, she pushes herself up to properly sit, then kneel, and cup his opposite cheek. her mouth travels to his ear. warm exhales drift down his jaw. ]

Make yourself pretty in front of mirror for me.

[ because here, in their beloved but cramped home, the mirror lives. in the corner of the room, half-obscured, ornate brass frame and age-speckled glass. it faces the bed. of course it does. ]

[vecna]

[Of course it does. By now, he is well aware of how she likes to use it on occasion, and today seems like one of those days. What a shame to pull himself away from those kisses, though, and those words caressing down his jawline.]

Oh, Ms Vaux wants to watch today...

[Yet not pulling away just yet. Is the bed pretty close to the mirror? He's just going to remain on the bed, right.]

[velluminous]

[ oh, yes. there's room to cross the room between the bed and the mirror, but it's a close thing. and moreover, it's a large thing; he doesn't need to leave the bed to get a perfect view. this is the entire point. ]

I always want watching.

[vecna]

So, then...

[If it's close, then he will simply scoot closer to the side of the bed the mirror is nearest, tucking his legs under him in a sit-kneel. He watches her form from their reflections, mostly uninterested in his own for now, despite his reply.]

Ms Vaux wants me to watch us today, too.

[velluminous]

Mmhm.

[ she turns and flops over the edge of the bed to rummage beneath, and for a minute at least there's only the view of her bottom and her legs in the mirror while she does so. ]

[vecna]

[What a nice view.

Gently, in that teasing sort of way, baps her butt with his telekinesis. Hehe.]

[velluminous]

[ mischief-maker! pushes herself up on one elbow and gives him this look. ]

What was that.

[vecna]

[There is practically a halo encircling his head.]

What was what?

[velluminous]

[ fwips the harness at him.

it is warm, warn straps of soft leather and will not hurt. ]

[vecna]

Ow.

[In a “that didn’t really hurt” kind of way.]

Now, what’s that for?

[velluminous]

What was what for?

[vecna]

You’re picking on me for no reason at all. [ :) ]

[velluminous]

Stop smiling! Mammon!