against the wall kiss. -- for Ferdie and Marianne, maybe? >w>
@tomestobetold || kiss memes
Ferdinand is a man who knows restraint. It is his duty as a noble to be in control of himself, and having fought a war he has needed to keep his emotions in check for the sake of staying alive- and keeping his men alive.
There is less need for such rigorous control now, with the war over. Still he finds himself in meetings, in politics, having to keep a straight face even when frustrated or tired. But it’s an easy task compared to swallowing fear or anger to keep control of his axe while charging an enemy line.
These days he allows himself a little more wiggle room. To be affectionate with his siblings, worry over his mother, that sort of thing. Life is too short to waste time being all business with his loved ones. He has always known that, but the war has reaffirmed it.
He has just been away for two weeks. He should bathe first, get any missed paperwork in order, perhaps check in on the servants- but he strides down the hallway with only one thing in mind, and his pace only quickens when he finally finds Marianne in the library.
She turns when he is a few steps away, and he takes her by the waist, moves her, doesn’t stop until they are against the wall. And he dips his head and kisses her fiercely, hotly, full of all the hours he has missed her so terribly the entire time he has been gone. It’s impulsive, and a little inappropriate given they are in a public part of the house, but he can’t bring himself to care. He inhales and tries to breathe in the moment, commit it to memory for the next time he has to be away.
