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Oh?? [A big avenue for teasing?]
And have you been imagining anything in particular? Places you want them to touch again...?
Places you wish they touched but didn't?
And have you been imagining anything in particular? Places you want them to touch again...?
Places you wish they touched but didn't?
[MEAN,]
well perhaps I’d— well we didn’t have a lot of time, I suppose.
[He’s letting himself be led around by the nose, and oddly doesn’t hate it.]
…shall we meet later?
well perhaps I’d— well we didn’t have a lot of time, I suppose.
[He’s letting himself be led around by the nose, and oddly doesn’t hate it.]
…shall we meet later?
[There's a chuckle through the closed lips of a grin.]
Will you share one of these thoughts if we do? Or would you have me guess and touch you all over?
Will you share one of these thoughts if we do? Or would you have me guess and touch you all over?
[Bene starts to say something, then stops himself. He has a brain, when he remembers to use it. And this seems like an opportunity that they could both enjoy.]
You'll have to get it out of me, [he decides. That is, after all, the theme of this whole endeavor.]
You'll have to get it out of me, [he decides. That is, after all, the theme of this whole endeavor.]
What a treat! I have plenty of ways of making you talk...
I hope you don't have any other plans for the evening. Or night. Or possibly tomorrow morning.
Depends on how long you last. [Is there a bit of menace peppered into that last sentence? Maybe. Testing the waters after how things started last time.]
I hope you don't have any other plans for the evening. Or night. Or possibly tomorrow morning.
Depends on how long you last. [Is there a bit of menace peppered into that last sentence? Maybe. Testing the waters after how things started last time.]
[This elicits what sounds suspiciously like a giggle, but Benedict would never acknowledge or admit that to be what it was.]
Well I'll still have to go to work, [he insists, the smile audible in his voice,] ...but you'll have me until then.
Well I'll still have to go to work, [he insists, the smile audible in his voice,] ...but you'll have me until then.
On the day itself, waiting in Allumin's mail cubby, is a pin neat parcel wrapped in calico cotton and tied with a length of plain twine. Inside the fabric is a sturdy journal bound in leather, the blank pages firmly saddle stitched into place. The whole arrangement can be secured with leather ties. Accompanying the journal are a number of packets of powdered inks in a variety of colors, and a sturdy wooden dip pen.
And because books and writing is boring, there is also smart little knife with a glossy wooden handle included in the set. Maybe it's for sharpening the pen with.
The note with it reads simply:
And because books and writing is boring, there is also smart little knife with a glossy wooden handle included in the set. Maybe it's for sharpening the pen with.
The note with it reads simply:
Happy Satinalia! -Fitcher
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