12-27-2017, 06:16 PM
<small>((Evie moded with permission.))</small>
They were alone. Really and truly alone. Finally. Finally. No agents. No guards. No cameras. Just them. Just the sounds of their breath. The kiss on skin. The tangled footfalls trailing softly on carpet. Every little gasp she uttered flashed Nikolai's skin with electricity.
He glanced up only briefly to illuminate their path. His power spun dozens of little circles of light hovering in midair as though summoning the stars to twinkle just for her.
He cupped her face and pulled her the direction he wanted to go. These rooms were fit for a Tsar. Gilded walls welcomed the two into its embrace. He never valued such luxury before, but now the ornate stylings fell short. He wanted the space to be as beautiful as possible for Evelyn. Simply so that she could enjoy it all the more.
He pulled his tie from his neck and dropped it to the floor. Their shoes were kicked away, and Evelyn dropped in height by two more inches. She was not tall to begin with, but she felt dimunitive and tiny in his arms now. So much passion in one small creature, he thought.
He walked her through the floating circles of light displaced by their path. They came to the velvet davenport where he first revealed the Arcus band to Michael. The band was gone now, but he would create another, more glorious replacement. She could share in it, if she was willing. She was so beautiful. He smiled that she was going to be his. That this was actually going to happen.
He unbuttoned his own shirt just enough to tug overhead. Where order always arranged his clothing, for Evelyn, it dropped to the floor as well. His smile was warm in the etheral glow of the pulsing circles. Her fingers trailed goosebumps across his chest. Her kiss on his neck hummed peaceful musings from his throat. He hugged her waist in return and savored the curve of her ribs. But when he returned the gesture at her neck, the tang of metal met his lips.
Curious, he lifted himself enough to look upon what his lips discovered. A gold chain he hadn't noticed before encircled her throat. At its nadir a simple cross lay. He looked at it quizzically, finding that religion did not suit Evelyn, but thought little else of it. He flicked it aside to unclasp the tiny buttons of her blouse. His heart beat so strong she must have felt it as he nestled against her.
Her warmth radiated into him like spring defrosting the perished winter. Her hair was silk in his hands. Their fingers entwined one moment and splayed apart the next. And it was quiet, so quiet, he made out every breath she drew. He kissed her fingertips and brushed her cheek with his. Her murmurs stopped his heart. And when she spoke his name, he drank in the sound like sparkling water given a man dying in the desert heat. She spoke it again."Nikolai."
"Yes?"
he murmured close to her ear. She was quiet for another moment, but when he felt her hand push him away, he blinked, startled, and abruptly sat up from her.
She followed. Her clothing was disheveled. Her hair was in disarray. The floating circles cast an incandescent glow on her skin. Her brown eyes sparkled in their light. She was by far the most beautiful woman he'd ever seen.
His heart slowed to a stop. "What's wrong?"
He asked, fearing her answer.
They were alone. Really and truly alone. Finally. Finally. No agents. No guards. No cameras. Just them. Just the sounds of their breath. The kiss on skin. The tangled footfalls trailing softly on carpet. Every little gasp she uttered flashed Nikolai's skin with electricity.
He glanced up only briefly to illuminate their path. His power spun dozens of little circles of light hovering in midair as though summoning the stars to twinkle just for her.
He cupped her face and pulled her the direction he wanted to go. These rooms were fit for a Tsar. Gilded walls welcomed the two into its embrace. He never valued such luxury before, but now the ornate stylings fell short. He wanted the space to be as beautiful as possible for Evelyn. Simply so that she could enjoy it all the more.
He pulled his tie from his neck and dropped it to the floor. Their shoes were kicked away, and Evelyn dropped in height by two more inches. She was not tall to begin with, but she felt dimunitive and tiny in his arms now. So much passion in one small creature, he thought.
He walked her through the floating circles of light displaced by their path. They came to the velvet davenport where he first revealed the Arcus band to Michael. The band was gone now, but he would create another, more glorious replacement. She could share in it, if she was willing. She was so beautiful. He smiled that she was going to be his. That this was actually going to happen.
He unbuttoned his own shirt just enough to tug overhead. Where order always arranged his clothing, for Evelyn, it dropped to the floor as well. His smile was warm in the etheral glow of the pulsing circles. Her fingers trailed goosebumps across his chest. Her kiss on his neck hummed peaceful musings from his throat. He hugged her waist in return and savored the curve of her ribs. But when he returned the gesture at her neck, the tang of metal met his lips.
Curious, he lifted himself enough to look upon what his lips discovered. A gold chain he hadn't noticed before encircled her throat. At its nadir a simple cross lay. He looked at it quizzically, finding that religion did not suit Evelyn, but thought little else of it. He flicked it aside to unclasp the tiny buttons of her blouse. His heart beat so strong she must have felt it as he nestled against her.
Her warmth radiated into him like spring defrosting the perished winter. Her hair was silk in his hands. Their fingers entwined one moment and splayed apart the next. And it was quiet, so quiet, he made out every breath she drew. He kissed her fingertips and brushed her cheek with his. Her murmurs stopped his heart. And when she spoke his name, he drank in the sound like sparkling water given a man dying in the desert heat. She spoke it again."Nikolai."
"Yes?"
he murmured close to her ear. She was quiet for another moment, but when he felt her hand push him away, he blinked, startled, and abruptly sat up from her.
She followed. Her clothing was disheveled. Her hair was in disarray. The floating circles cast an incandescent glow on her skin. Her brown eyes sparkled in their light. She was by far the most beautiful woman he'd ever seen.
His heart slowed to a stop. "What's wrong?"
He asked, fearing her answer.