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[daphnewhitethorn]

❛ There’s nothing wrong with a bit of tease before. ❜ (olyver)

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Hi words ease a smile out of her despite her nervousness and she flushes a bit, cheeks pink. “Perhaps not, but I say you’ve earned it.” She stands before him as he reclines on the bed, wine in hand, and his eyes follow her every movement as she slowly pulls down one sleeve of her robe. The skin of her shoulder is exposed and she does the same for the other, letting it ease down to expose the length of her neck and the top of her breasts. 

She continues even further, letting the robe slide to puddle at the floor until she stands before him in only her underthings. The delicate rose-colored lace is of the highest make from Orlais and she’d gone scarlet when her mother had sent them but she could hardly refuse the opportunity to show them off. Olyver sucked in a breath at the sight of them and she swore she saw his eyes going a bit hazy when she brushed her fingers over her stomach. 

Heat trailed over her skin as she stood there but she held up a hand when he went to rise. “Ah, ah, musn’t touch.” Her smirk grew when he settled back down as she eased one strap down her shoulder and undid the ribbon holding the top piece together. It too joined the robe on the floor but she took her time with the ribbon on the bottoms, holding his gaze as they fell. 

When she was finally utterly exposed she took a step forward and then another, tracking his gaze. Once she was within arms reach she plucked the glass of wine from his fingers and barely brushed her lips over his cheek before retreating back to the edge of the bed. Daphne perched on the edge of the sheets, grinning triumphantly as she took a delicate sip. Ensuring that he kept his hands to himself she allowed herself to tilt the glass a bit further until some spilled over her breasts, head tipping back as some of it trickled down her stomach. “Would you like a taste?” 

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The tavern here was cleaner and safer than the Hanged Man, but left Fenris feeling exposed. He missed the dust and grime of the Hanged Man, where no one wanted to be seen so no saw you. Here, gentle tunes from the bard weaved through polite conversation and there wasn’t so much as a knife-fight in sight. Fenris was bored, and whilst the other patrons had decided he was the most interesting thing in sight, eyes following his scars from the tip of his fingers to the crease of his chin, he had nothing to do but drink. He’d almost emptied his first bottle of wine when she entered and his first thought was that his spinning head was deceiving him, but when she caught his eye and started to walk over with that same saunter she always had, he knew her to be real. “Isabela,” he said, tipping whatever was left of his wine into a glass for her. It was an embarrassingly small amount. “I wondered when you’d arrive to cause trouble. Have you had enough of the sea already?”

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