Edie was perusing the latest correspondence from her fork. She still should have been paying enough attention to realize that the door didn't go where it ought before it swung shut and she couldn't sense anyone else anymore, but she wasn't.
After opening and closing the door a couple times to make sure she hadn't just been abducted somehow, she looks around.
Her dress is not going to be indestructible and if she's attached to it she can remake it. He neatly rips it open at the seams.
More advantages to demons, most people I'd have to worry they were attached to the clothing -
Not so much a problem with me, no, she agrees, and interpolates the seams on his clothing.
Well, as the arbiters of fairness in the universe, once we've fixed every more pressing problem we shall have to make all the other guys a lot hotter.
That is lovely. He is also open to other activities, now that they both have distractingly loose hair.
Well, how does he feel about kisses being trailed down his jaw and neck to his collarbone?
This is nice. Wings and kisses, he's probably going to be too distracted for a while to keep up even an osanwë conversation.
Excellent. Edie's fully in favor of moving forward, but they're in no hurry, and it would be a shame not to be able to savor the intermediate steps.
They are not in a hurry! Though it's technically possible that years will have passed downstairs and Huan'll miss him, that's a thing. Probably not worth worrying about.
Enh, if it were terribly likely they probably would have been warned. Kisses in assorted locations and wandering hands.
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