'What Could Have Been' - (RP - Lotheria/Tyllanthus)
WRITING PROMPT: Lotheria/Tyllanthus Subj. What could have been. Not Cannon. "Tyll... Sweetheart?" She loomed over his shoulder when she whispered by his ear to gather his attention. He wrote and scribbled away on fine parchments. The scribe of a man setting ink to paper with far to practiced and fair hands. The woman's black hair dangled down to tickled at his shoulder and cheek. With how she loomed over his shoulder--by his head and nearly over his work--it made it easy to see the three silvery hair line scars running out from her hairline on the right side of her face. "... It's been several months now , hasn't it? I still feel upset with how I reacted to you that one night, the one I blew up so horribly at you. Remember? And then I came running back looking for you the next day. I cared far too much to let you go back then..." Tyllanthus reached over to press her cheek to his, "And you did come back. You came back, kissing my tears away." He let go long enough so that he could turn in his chair and face her. His hands went to her waist, his thumbs running shallow strokes over her stomach which now had started swelling over the past few recent months. "Have I ever told you, that you look lovely in your dresses?" Her voice was soft in response, "Plenty of times." "Did you know I meant it?" His voice teased gently at her, "Especially like this. With your face glowing... your body full in my hands with such a wondrous thing..." The hands travelled up and cupped at the bottom-side of her swollen mid-drift. He dipped his head down to kiss the bulge of her stomach. "We have to think of a name soon..." Her hands ran though his soft bright red hair, "We have plenty of time to think that over. After all I can't be on duty like this... see?" She tilted herself to the side. It was evident that her frame was not suited for combat and nor would armor fit in the first place. "Plenty of time." She gave him a wink and a matching soft smile. Her fingers kept running through those light red locks. "I hope the two of us didn't distract you too much. Just the thoughts of back then crossed my mind and I felt a small walk for us to talk to you would be grand. Don't you think?" "You know I always want and love your company. Now, my lovely Lolo... Get some rest but before you do, may I have a kiss?" His sweetness melted her heart. It always had and right now was no exception. Without even properly answering she carefully bent down enough to gently kiss his lips. "Fine, if you insist, then I will. Don't work too late into the night. I don't care for an empty half of a bed and a cold pillow beside me." Standing back up straight as she could she would then leave him in his study and making her way to the bedroom to rest for a new day to come. "...I wouldn't have you wait too long for anything in the world..."