PHOEBE
there's a bulletproof bond
Phoebe's brows furrow and her lips purse as she tries to get her mouth around the odd syllables. "Moooy Mimsy?" she says, giggling, knowing it is completely wrong but hoping it will brighten his mood to hear her fumble. "Well, however it is said, you can call me that whenever you like." she said with a smile.
Of course, he followed her upstairs then, and he lends a hand in getting his shirt off. "Why do I get the feeling that that is a lie?" she said teasingly. Maybe it was because he seemed to lead to a very idea laden place as often as he could. Not that she minded. It was a nice change of pace from what she had been used to. His hands drifted to his belt, and so did hers, helping him remove that layer of clothing as well. Once he was just in his shorts she smiled, and leaned up to kiss him gently. "Take those off too and go lay on your stomach on the bed, I'll be right there." she promised.
As he did so, she went to one of her storage cabinets and pulled out a few scented oils, all infused with herbs and florals that had scents to help calm and soothe. She placed them in a small pot, then allowed them to warm over the fire. While they did, she removed her own dress, so she was just in her little shorts, knowing the extra fabric would just get in the way in a little bit... and that Jata was likely to take it off as it was. With the warmed aromatic oils she returned to the bed, climbing up and straddling his hips, setting the pot on the bedside table. Carefully she coated her hands in the oil before running them along his back, using her own body weight to gently press into his muscles, using her knowledge of the various muscle groups to work out any tension he was holding from before.
Of course, he followed her upstairs then, and he lends a hand in getting his shirt off. "Why do I get the feeling that that is a lie?" she said teasingly. Maybe it was because he seemed to lead to a very idea laden place as often as he could. Not that she minded. It was a nice change of pace from what she had been used to. His hands drifted to his belt, and so did hers, helping him remove that layer of clothing as well. Once he was just in his shorts she smiled, and leaned up to kiss him gently. "Take those off too and go lay on your stomach on the bed, I'll be right there." she promised.
As he did so, she went to one of her storage cabinets and pulled out a few scented oils, all infused with herbs and florals that had scents to help calm and soothe. She placed them in a small pot, then allowed them to warm over the fire. While they did, she removed her own dress, so she was just in her little shorts, knowing the extra fabric would just get in the way in a little bit... and that Jata was likely to take it off as it was. With the warmed aromatic oils she returned to the bed, climbing up and straddling his hips, setting the pot on the bedside table. Carefully she coated her hands in the oil before running them along his back, using her own body weight to gently press into his muscles, using her knowledge of the various muscle groups to work out any tension he was holding from before.
between me and you
