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Post by Rose Romola Lupin on Dec 25, 2018 6:54:04 GMT
[googlefont=Dancing Script] Soon comes the cold, and the night that never ends. "Everything about me is wolf related," she said with a shrug. "I suppose my greatest fear - what a boggart takes form into - isn't... though, I couldn't tell you what my greatest fear at this point would be exactly." Her lips twisted into a frown. "Don't really want to think about it, really." She rose a brow. "I... don't know if I'd be detected as a werewolf. I mean... maybe? That'd be weird though. Anyone can keep up with moon-phases." She made sure to make quick work of the bottom of his feet at that admission, focusing more on above the ankle than anything. She sat in seiza as she sat in front of him, taking her time. At his question, she blushed darkly, having not really been paying attention to that. She chuckles lightly, in spite of herself. "Well, yeah. Not so much they'd save my life if I was thrown out into the middle of the ocean, but... yeah." Finished with his legs, she moved closer to him. Taking his right hand. Her actions seemed to slow and she shifted out of the kneeling position, one leg draping over his. She brought his hand up to her lips and kissed his palm, then the inside of his wrist. ✘ @shava
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Post by Deleted on Dec 25, 2018 7:13:58 GMT
Regulus quickly shook his head in response. "Oh I agree from that angle it wouldn't work, but if you were passing between unfamiliar guards to enter a place and the magic couldn't tell this particularly large dog is not enchanted or magical, it would be a good thing to know. Especially when exiting the UK." A wink; his mind was working along very different channels then many people would have naturally. "Now in the wizarding world in a high security area of course not. Not my interest to go there though in the first place." There was another jerk with the other, but he sighed when she moved up his calves.
"Yeah sorry, I guess that's from something far off in the past. I do trust you, the boom of my feet are non-relenting though." You depended on your feet so much his were just very sensitive, particular as his mother never let him go barefoot in the house and school was only in the dorms. His feet didn't get a lot of rough treatment, another sign of his being specially treated. Unconsciously, her sitting position made him start thinking of her being subservient, submissive. And while he didn't purposefully think of her that way, his body language began to change.
Like a teenage boy however his fascination was with what made her blush. Reaching out without asking, he put a hand underneath, lifting to see how far. "Wow, feather light and still like a cloud. How do you not play with these all the time to find out things like that?" He was distracted enough he forgot about his arms till she finished with his right, having moved closer to him. As her nearness affected a different part of him, he left off with her other with his hand as she finished the right side.
"Oh wait--" His eyes closed. "Ah damn. I didn't think of that." and he reluctantly let her take his left wrist, keeping his eyes on her face and the inevitable surprise he expected to happen. He was not, of course, a typical Slytherin when you knew him well, but few people did. She however didn't see that part of him much even if the other points would fit in her mind once she thought about it. "I've been so careful..." he replied, a bit of regret in his voice after her reaction...
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Post by Rose Romola Lupin on Dec 25, 2018 7:35:02 GMT
[googlefont=Dancing Script] Soon comes the cold, and the night that never ends.
Once again, her brows raised. She had a point.
"I.. suppose if there was a way to suppress the magical signature... it would be a way to get me past certain barriers, sure."
Then she thought about it. "You're talking about going through muggle ports?!"
It was genius, and once again something she had forgotten about. All you needed really to get past those things was a form of ID and tickets... which honestly were easily obtained. A little Jedi mind tricks and wala~ "Genius!"
"It's nothing to be sorry for," she said with a grin. "I was just asking so I didn't get kicked. Though I'm sure you would've restrained yourself from doing that, but, involuntary reactions sometimes happen."
She giggled at his fascination at the buoyancy of her chest and shook her head, a bit of her hair falling into her eyes.
She finished with his right arm and took up his left hand, lifting it out of the water. The mark drew her eyes.
It was the first time she'd seen one up close. She wasn't sure what reaction he was expecting out of her, but it probably wasn't for her to bring it closer to her as if inspecting it.
She set the cloth on the edge of the tub, looking at him, then back at the mark. Her face rather neutral. "I told you, whatever secrets you have will not make me turn from you."
She repeated her actions from his right hand, kiss to the palm, to the inside of his wrist and then one to the mark itself. She pulled away slightly, taking a finger and slowly traced one snake. She swore she had seen it move just a few seconds ago.
"Sometimes... there are sacrifices one has to make... to fight for what one believes is right, or for the greater good. I cannot fault anyone on that."
She looked to him again, a small smile on her lips. "You accepted all of me, all that I am. Did you think I would not do the same?"
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Post by Deleted on Dec 25, 2018 7:45:52 GMT
Her surprise made him chuckle. "Maybe. I don't try and follow normal routes, surely you have realized that by now." Her mind whizzed by and he squinted slightly watching her think before she spoke a word. Not a blush this time. "I doubt that, but different methods for different results. being magical though the final destination would need some answers however." Even with his fascination with her body, there was a bit of unconscious thinking still working through.
Even as she moved towards it, he quickly slapped his hand over it. "Don't. Never directly." There was a finality to his words, a certain command in them he had not used but once with her. His eyes were sharper then before, watching her face. "The sacrifice was my family's to make. I never had any say in the matter." A wave of his hand and his wand sailed into his hand from the outer room with a sharp smack into his hand. He did not point it at her, but there was more a threat to the air, a feeling of need.
"Swear to me now, out loud, that there will never be a moment you will EVER reveal this. No matter who. Not even to another of the same." His wand hand trembled slightly, water dripping off the tip of his wand as it rolled down, but his face never moved, his voice was no less sharp. No matter how he felt, there was never any other option. "Please."
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Post by Rose Romola Lupin on Dec 25, 2018 7:56:09 GMT
[googlefont=Dancing Script] Soon comes the cold, and the night that never ends.
She pulled away deftly, eyes going to his wand and then locking with his eyes.
"I swear to you, I will never reveal this, not to another soul, even of the same."
She gave him a serious look. "I know how important these types of secrets are. I'll do what you need me to do, but you are safe with me."
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Post by Deleted on Dec 25, 2018 7:58:35 GMT
She swore and his wand dipped a bit lower, as if in relief, but his face did not stop looking stern. He sat up more, bringing his eyes closer to hers.
Pointing his wand over his shoulder, words etched in the wall lightly, clear for her but not visible to him so the letters drawn were a little awkward. They said As soon as she had read it, her eyes coming back to him he gestured and the tile crumbled off the wall, destroying the words but his eyes never left hers.
Only then did he let out his breath, his face crumbling a bit close to the wall's destruction. Tears came down from one eye as he did and he gripped the side of the tub, the wand falling from his now limp hand. Reaction passed through his body as he shifted, holding himself up on his end.
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Post by Rose Romola Lupin on Dec 25, 2018 8:11:27 GMT
[googlefont=Dancing Script] Soon comes the cold, and the night that never ends.
Her mouth opened to speak, but what happened next had her go silent. His wand pointed over his shoulder, which drew her eyes to the wall, a message appearing there. She studied this for a moment before dragging her gaze back to him.
Not always his own?
She seemed to breathe at the same time as he did, and slowly, she brought up one hand to cup his cheek, brushing away the tears with her thumb.
"Reg?"
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Post by Deleted on Dec 25, 2018 8:23:44 GMT
Tension. So much tension. He had to hold up to his family's promises. their beliefs and goals using him to get there at the same time realize how much the Dark Mark must do and how much his Master was free to do whatEVER he wished at any given moment. Lose his parents? Likely. Lose his lover? If she wasn't within closely guarded lines, very much so. Yet to do everything he must he had to conceal it all and still provide results, rapid ones to show his servitude, something his parents were not completely aware of.
A moment's relief she understood some, that he had managed to get a message across. He risked everything by this warning, but he thought he had it covered. A hand up for a moment to her as she spoke his name and he leaned back over the tub to shakily pick up his wand and touch it to his head, whispering softly "Obliviate." A tiny flare, his deep deep sigh, then he leaned into her, completely limp and exhausted.
"Sorry Rose, I must seem so weak to you right now. I'm so sorry..." He squeezed his eyes shut, relaxed in her arms almost a couple of minutes before he stirred and sat up. Clearly pulling himself together he murmured "Too dangerous." and pushed her back without much strength. "Distraction. I believe you promised me some fun, now it's my turn."
She deserved so much more then this, but this would keep her safe if he was ever checked out, as he thought the Dark Lord could do. He pushed her against the end of the tub, lowering his lips to hers for a rather intense kiss, though she could taste the salt of his tears on his lips. Then he made his way down her throat, sucking on her throat some, using his hands to hold hers back against the sides of the tub. He couldn't imagine what was going on in her mind right now.
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Post by Rose Romola Lupin on Dec 25, 2018 8:51:59 GMT
[googlefont=Dancing Script] Soon comes the cold, and the night that never ends.
She was about to respond to him, but something about the way his body language changed ket her mouth shut.
She had learned... a lot. A lot to process. But she would keep her promises. She wouldn't shy away from him. She would do what she needed to do.
His lips pressed against hers and in some quick thinking, she drained the tub of the water. As she said, a knack with charms. Plus if things got intense, drowning was not going to be one of the things that would take her out.
Not like anything was going to take her out, that is.
She made a show of struggling against him, her eyes locking with his for a brief second as she put her foot on his leg as if trying to push him off her.
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Post by Deleted on Dec 25, 2018 9:04:51 GMT
Since she liked force, he could play to that and yet any watcher would see him being the dominate one in the relationship which could help boost his reputation for skills with the DE spies who might keep tabs on him. Voldemort certainly would check on him at times since he was young to see how effective he might actually be. As much as he did not think it was smart for him to be too aggressive considering his training, this could actually be a protection for her in the future. Committed now that she had seen the mark (which he had gotten rid of from his own mind leaving the subservience behind) he pushed himself to act forceful as he could without going over the line.
Tough call.
The problem, he realized even after she took the water out, was that they were both now very slippery. Okay, maybe in some part that wasn't a bad thing, but it made certain maneuvers much more difficult to pull off. She met his eyes a moment and put up some resistance, though he could feel she wasn't putting her strength in it which he knew she had. As she put her leg on his as if to stop him, he pushed it aside with his saying a soft word under his breath and the flash of blue in the tub was timed to go with his pushing her arms over the tub edge and a second had a tie suddenly appear, fastening her arms lightly to the tub nozzles though strong bonds.
He then proceeded to wrestle her legs aside in a show of force that went much easier with slippery skin...
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After he had done his best to hold out with her in the tub, he had dissolved the ties with a wave of his wand and standing (though leaning on the door frame) he had watched as she got out. His eyes were tired, red, and weary in a level above the physical. As she got out, he turned and walked to the bed, waving his wand at his frame and then hers drying them each off before he sat on the bed, his head hanging a bit. Once the covers were back he allowed himself to fall over some before crawling in, leaving her to do the rest.
Regulus had never been an actor and he found it hard to do, so many layers. Deception yes, but not such...tricky stuff to think through. He was exhausted and it wasn't even part way through the afternoon he had won free. If only the damn mark could be hidden without just normal clothes, but magic did little for it.
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Post by Rose Romola Lupin on Dec 25, 2018 9:24:10 GMT
[googlefont=Dancing Script] Soon comes the cold, and the night that never ends.
She did like force, but something about this round just... she swallowed forcefully and hoped the tears falling down her cheeks added to the illusion he was trying to create, even if they fell for a different reason.
She felt winded like someone had smacked her hard in the chest. It was hard to breathe, but she forced herself to do so with rattling breaths.
She had to pull herself together, she told herself, as she got out of the tub. The redness of his eyes bothered her deeply. She couldn't tell if the experience was a gain or a loss towards their bonding. He looked so tired.
She grabbed her wand and crawled into bed after him. She sat there for a full minute before a look of determination covered her face.
She made sure the fire had enough wood, putting more in to strengthen the fire, warming the room pleasantly. Here, she settled in behind him. Her mind was whirling, but forefront and foremost was care. Her arm went around him as she curled herself against him, her chin on his shoulder, lips at his jaw.
Her softly spoken words at his ear.
"I'm sorry."
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Post by Deleted on Dec 25, 2018 9:34:54 GMT
Another layer to his already difficult life, but now surprising he found that sharing at least part of a secret had his shoulders feeling less tense. He knew he had her on his page now, he just didn't remember how. But the very fact he did was seen in her help, her ease of working with him now. Then her face bothered him, but he had to wait a minute longer. In the bed he slumped, seeing her shadow passing over him and feeling her movements on the bed. Hearing the fire stirred across the room told him she was settling stuff.
And then he felt her.
Hearing her words in his ear, he turned, tucking himself into her with a need more then before and different. "Thank you. I'm sorry to dump this on you too, I tried not to," he said under her chin as he snuggled her. His hands ran across her skin, but the squeeze of his arms told the real story. With his face hidden from view he wept. Quietly. It took a few minutes before he got full control again and he wiped his eyes a few times under the edge of the covers.
His body was limp, looser then he had been before with her, relaxing like a long worn coat being removed. Sleepily he added "Damn you did great, I think I'm in love..." Before he got still in her arms.
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Post by Rose Romola Lupin on Dec 25, 2018 9:51:51 GMT
[googlefont=Dancing Script] Soon comes the cold, and the night that never ends.
Words caught in her throat, not that she didn't know what to say to him with that, but, the realization of what those words meant burned her.
He turned into her and her grip on him tightened and she lowered her lips to press a kiss to his hair, to his temple. She hummed soothingly, fingers running through his hair.
She could feel him relaxing in her arms and her lips brushed over his cheek.
"Damn you did great. I think I'm in love..."
Her shoulders stiffened, but that was as far as she let the reaction go.
Out of all the things she needed to process that one was the most shocking.
Wide eyes looked down upon his head and her breath shook as she hugged him tighter. She wasn't sure if he knew what he was saying. She let it sink in, her eyes closing, her words a whisper.
"Me too."
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Post by Deleted on Dec 25, 2018 10:02:57 GMT
No one ever dragged into the politics of blood purity was ever happy about it, but few handled it as well as she did. And now knowing her lover was under observation of the scariest kind and knowing that only SHE had that knowledge now must have been a heck of a blow. Still, when he woke up an hour later looking way more relaxed then he had before she didn't seem to harbor any resentment to him for his part of the entire thing.
Regulus stretched in her cuddle, trying not to move to much and kissed her, soft, gentle, and relaxed. Nothing too much, but he was starting to get the idea how much emotion could be passed in a kiss, something which did surprise him a lot. "Morning, Rose.Or afternoon? Whatever it is it's best to be here." He studied her face, his own worn but better then earlier.
"That bath was memorable. Really, I see why you like them. I think I still smell lemongrass is it?" His eyes looked at her in question as if wondering what she was thinking or feeling. Had she slept at all or had she been thinking?
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Post by Rose Romola Lupin on Dec 25, 2018 10:13:30 GMT
[googlefont=Dancing Script] Soon comes the cold, and the night that never ends.
His kiss brought her out of her thoughts, he broke it to greet her after his nap. He looked better. Good. That was good.
She nuzzled his cheek with hers. Yes, there was no resentment. A fuck ton of thinking to do, but nothing she couldn't handle.
She nodded at his question about the lemongrass. "It's good for relaxation, but the sharpness is good for concentration. It's still on your skin."
At this she lowered her nose to his shoulder and inhaled deeply and then licked his shoulder, giggling lightly.
"I might also like the taste of it, just a little."
She smiled at him with warmth in her eyes. "I'm glad it was memorable and share the same pleasure for them. I'll be happy to oblige, the next time you would like one. Though, I think I might experiment with different scents for the occasion."
Her smile turns into a flirty grin.
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