October
when the night has been too lonely
and the road has been too long
and the road has been too long
"Well now that certainly isn't true. I haven't had sex in..." You pause, brows furrowing as you pout prettily. "You know, I can't even remember the last time." It's at least a year, if not more. "What can I say, I'm married to the job, and the job doesn't put out much."
You snort and roll your eyes at this. "Our dear Eye checks in often enough at the silk houses here that I'm sure his sexual health is not at risk." While it was true both you and Cian are workaholics, the difference was...well, at least you know what your job is. Cian? The work is his life. It was just..meaningless to ask him to stop working. It would mean to stop being alive.
Nudging Dorian in the ribs, you pretend to inhale deeply as if with great surprise and embarrassment. "Why Dorian, you're not seriously suggesting that I distract you with sex so that I can commit a crime, are you?"
You snort and roll your eyes at this. "Our dear Eye checks in often enough at the silk houses here that I'm sure his sexual health is not at risk." While it was true both you and Cian are workaholics, the difference was...well, at least you know what your job is. Cian? The work is his life. It was just..meaningless to ask him to stop working. It would mean to stop being alive.
Nudging Dorian in the ribs, you pretend to inhale deeply as if with great surprise and embarrassment. "Why Dorian, you're not seriously suggesting that I distract you with sex so that I can commit a crime, are you?"
and you think that love is only
for the lucky and the strong
for the lucky and the strong
