[log] time is never wasted when you've lived and learned

[apostatised]

Between the things that keep Martel and Candice respectively quite busy, sometimes it takes him a while to corner her to talk (he can corner her really quickly for...other things), to appraise her of what he's been acquiring and generally to do something other than make a nuisance of himself.

Candice is quite possibly the most patient woman in the multiverse, sometimes. Martel likes to give the impression, occasionally, that he lacks any patience whatsoever; this is not true, like many things he likes to give the impression of from time to time.

"There you are."

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[newmythology.livejournal.com]

"Please stop looking at me like I just told you I was running away with an Arum."

[errantknights.livejournal.com]

...he looks startled as hell for a moment, and then he actually laughs. It's not an entirely nice laugh, but- "Darling, I promise you my expression would be very different."

[newmythology.livejournal.com]

"Well, yes. It was hyperbole." She smiles at him slightly, encouraging, or perhaps reassuring- "A month isn't that long."

[errantknights.livejournal.com]

"Mmmm." Maybe it bothers him sometimes, his own need to reassert what's his and be reassured of it. He's always had...interesting problems that way, but coupled with the general unsteadiness he's still struggling with and it's insult to injury. "No, it's not." And, realistically, if he still operated the way he always did before, they'd be apart for longer and mostly due to him.

Still.

[newmythology.livejournal.com]

"And it probably wouldn't even be for that long," she continues, sliding her arms around him, "and, when I get back, there's all that reuniting to do..."

Kissing his neck will help with this, maybe? If he lets her.

[errantknights.livejournal.com]

Whether it's her intention or not, Martel is highly aware of when he's being manipulated - but this is hardly the worst occasion of that in his life and it's not as though he isn't susceptible. He chooses not to resist, because it suits him. "Do you want me to let you persuade me for a while longer, or should I give in now?"

[newmythology.livejournal.com]

"I think you should do whatever you like," she suggests, and then bites down.

[errantknights.livejournal.com]

"Don't I always?" ...that would be a yes, and hello, Candice's teeth.

[newmythology.livejournal.com]

"Not when I ask you very nicely?" Yeah, she's still pleased about that one time...never mind.

[errantknights.livejournal.com]

"Once," he stresses.

[newmythology.livejournal.com]

"Forever and ever? Really?" She looks smugly skeptical.

[errantknights.livejournal.com]

"Talk to me again in thirty years or so," he suggests, dryly. That being, yes, roughly as many years as that had never happened.

[newmythology.livejournal.com]

"Are your preferences really that etched in stone, caballero?" She'd pout at him if that were her style, but it's not, so instead she's just laughing a little.

[errantknights.livejournal.com]

"Oh, no, my dear. I'm very flexible - to a point." That point is 'as long as he is still 100% in control', by the way.

[newmythology.livejournal.com]

"I think, actually, that I'm the flexible one here, but sure." ... she didn't mean it like that, Martel.

[errantknights.livejournal.com]

...maybe she didn't, but he's going to grin at her regardless.

[newmythology.livejournal.com]

"...shut up."

She is not crimson. Really.

(Yes, she is. She will also sidle out of his lap to go hide her face if allowed, which will probably not happen, because they both know when she's being ridiculously fussy.)

[errantknights.livejournal.com]

"I didn't say a single word." He didn't need to - and he isn't letting her sidle away from him. "Where are you going?"

[newmythology.livejournal.com]

Pause. Tactical consideration.

"To take off my jeans?" She suspects he'd appreciate that more than the truth, which is 'I am going to go hide until I stop blushing'.

[errantknights.livejournal.com]

"I think I've mastered the buttons," he offers, gallantly.

[newmythology.livejournal.com]

"Iii don't know about that." Don't goad him, Candice.

[errantknights.livejournal.com]

Don't goad him, Candice, because he might find it entertaining to 'accidentally' break aforementioned buttons. Since he hasn't got the hang of them. After all.

...sigh.

"Here, let me show you-"

None of this is going to help her stop blushing.

[newmythology.livejournal.com]

She bats at his hands, ineffectually-

"Weren't we having a conversation? Wouldn't you rather focus on that rather than getting me naked in the middle of the day?"

[errantknights.livejournal.com]

Martel tugs his fingers through her belt loops, amused. "I can be interested in getting under your clothes at any hour, but if you'd rather discuss-"

[newmythology.livejournal.com]

Candice digs her nails into his shoulder.

"Sure," she says, sweetly.