03.Jan.21, 01:19 AM
He smirked when she didn't open the gift, instead opting to wait to do so. He murmured when she leaned to kiss him again, shifted his head just a little so the kiss brushed across his harsh mouth instead. "Don't want my cheek to get too soggy," he told her with a quiet voice as he moved his knees to shift her body higher. She fit neatly against him and he would never admit that it was one of his favorite things about her body. How well it fit on his.
It annoyed him that he hadn't thought of asking his sister about Orwind's children and that annoyance flashed in his dark eyes before he got it under control. Now was not the time to dominant and control, Pendalier's hand tightened roughly against her leg. He frowned and pet whatever pain might have accompanied it away. At least he attempted to pet it away.
Whatever annoyance that was written on his face was smoothed away with a glance at her. "Truthfully," he said and managed not to grind it out between his teeth, "I hadn't thought of it. I suppose it's a good thing I keep you around." The last was said with more humor than seriousness but Pendalier looked at Esille with a newer light. Was she always so intelligent and calculating and he just never saw it before? Since his wife had died, Esille had been more and more by his side and he was coming to find that he was learning new and interesting things about her.
"Have you always been so good at suggestions, my dear?" he asked with another slid of his hand along her thigh, "I will admit that it's a good one. Though I'm not sure my sister will wish to speak to me about it." A log cracked in the fireplace, drawing his eyes and any danger there might have been in them away from her.
It annoyed him that he hadn't thought of asking his sister about Orwind's children and that annoyance flashed in his dark eyes before he got it under control. Now was not the time to dominant and control, Pendalier's hand tightened roughly against her leg. He frowned and pet whatever pain might have accompanied it away. At least he attempted to pet it away.
Whatever annoyance that was written on his face was smoothed away with a glance at her. "Truthfully," he said and managed not to grind it out between his teeth, "I hadn't thought of it. I suppose it's a good thing I keep you around." The last was said with more humor than seriousness but Pendalier looked at Esille with a newer light. Was she always so intelligent and calculating and he just never saw it before? Since his wife had died, Esille had been more and more by his side and he was coming to find that he was learning new and interesting things about her.
"Have you always been so good at suggestions, my dear?" he asked with another slid of his hand along her thigh, "I will admit that it's a good one. Though I'm not sure my sister will wish to speak to me about it." A log cracked in the fireplace, drawing his eyes and any danger there might have been in them away from her.