Brothel AU for draconita

[darotisentys]

[It's only been a day, but he is anxious to get back to her. He won't say he's desperate to go to the brothel, because that's not the case. He would want her no matter where he found her.

The brothel is it, however, and once he's gathered with his men and orders given for the day, meals taken and a bath, he manages to sneak out once more and go to where he knows he'll find her.

His Alys.

He doesn't take his time. He's at the door as soon as he can and enters as quietly as possible, not wanting to draw a scene. He doesn't stop until he's found her.]

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[draconita]

The servants will tell me if you don't.

[ Fingers, running up his spine. The light pull of her fingers on his hair. ]

[darotisentys]

[He makes a disgruntled noise.]

They are loyal to you, now, are they?

[draconita]

Acts of service are a swift mean to gain loyalty.

[ A little tease then, a little smile. ]

Jealous?

[darotisentys]

I am still their lord. They take their orders from me, as now do you.

[He looks at her, serious.]

If you cannot respect that, then do not stay.

[draconita]

No one is questioning your authority, sweetling. They fear you, obey you– they do not love you, but it is not their love that you need, is it?

[ Soothing hands come to caress his cheeks, her voice a pacifying whisper. ]

So quick to anger, to mistrust.

[darotisentys]

I merely seek to keep what order I have in place. I will not be undermined by anyone.

[He'll leave the question of love out of it.]

[draconita]

I am not undermining you.

[ Carefully, she rolls them over, so he's the one laying on his back while she rests comfortably on his chest. ]

I am caring for you.

[darotisentys]

[A hand reaches up to tangle in her hair.]

You are caring for all of us.

[draconita]

[ She stares at him, for a moment, her face an unreadable mask. But soon she is leaning down, catching his lips for a long, measured kiss. ]

... Would you believe me now, if I said I missed you?

[darotisentys]

I might.

[His free hand caresses her cheek.]

But why would you?

[draconita]

Seldom does the heart supply its reasons. But I suppose...

[ She turns her face to kiss his palm, nuzzle into it. ]

... This may be reason enough.

[darotisentys]

Have you come to care about me, more than for my health?

[He sounds a little bit amused.]

[draconita]

Your health is, for now, my utmost priority.

[ Cheeky thing. ]

But if a mewling kitty comes stumbling to your lap, would you not be endeared by it?

[darotisentys]

[He sits up, leaning on his elbows, likely disturbing her rest.]

A mewling kitten?

[draconita]

Yes. An adorable, lovable little thing.

[ She was quite comfortable, it's true. But still seems quite unfazed.]

Soft. Sweet.

[darotisentys]

[He just looks at her.]

Is that how you see me?

[draconita]

[ Gods be good, but he is a trial. Taking a deep breath, she cups his face, thumbs nudging his jaws. ]

Unclench. I can practically hear you grind your teeth.

[ She lets go, only to smooth over his brow with a finger. ]

It is not a bad thing, you know? It is how women are. I do not mean to say you are weak - no one in their right mind would dare to make such a claim, I think. But just as I desire you as a man, I also find you to be endearing and adorable and very much to my taste.

[darotisentys]

[He is a pain. It's a wonder she wants him.

He attempts to relax, because she's right, but he sighs once more.]

Adorable is how one characterizes children.

[draconita]

Don't forget the kittens.

[ A playful nip at his lips, her eyes bright. ]

And sweet boys.

[darotisentys]

[He likes that look in her eyes, leaning in to give her a quick kiss.]

Aye, I shall not forget anytime soon.

[draconita]

[Ah, but she's quick to follow as soon as he parts, raining slow, careful tokens over his face, to the corner of his mouth; pushing him back against the bed so she may nuzzle into his neck. ]

... Soft, like this.

[ Like the madam, her body warm and safe. At peace, with him. ]

Truly wonderful.

[darotisentys]

[He has to admit, it feels awfully good to be with her. an arm wraps around her, holding her in close.]

I could live with this.

[draconita]

... That's good.


[ She clings to him, settling comfortably, quite a cat herself. Warm and relaxed, sweet smelling and entirely at ease around him. ]

Life's too short deny yourself what joys it remembers to bring you.

[darotisentys]

Is that what you are, a joy in my life?

[He's teasing as he runs his fingers lightly over her back.]

[draconita]

Am I not?

[ With a knowing smile, she makes to move away from him.]