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[fliesonfour]

[He made a grave nod, then slid his hands up her calves to her knees and bent them, making a show of checking that they hinged properly.

Really, she was a very curious woman!]

Well, these seem to work, too. And you feel everything all right?

[cruelpatience]

I can feel it all, yes...

[Though her breath hitched a little when she felt his hands on her calves.]

[fliesonfour]

[He noticed that, and raised a brow.]

Are you short of breath? Worrisome! Is it only an ailment of the calf, or also of the thigh?

[Questioned, slipping his hand further up along her leg and regarding her.]

[cruelpatience]

[She let out a shaky breath, smiling.]

Ah-- thigh too it seems. Will I be alright, Theo?

[fliesonfour]

Well, little whippet, I must check. It might be that your nerves are really wound too tightly, which could certainly be harmful.

[Pressing a kiss to her knee, he let his fingers dawdle up further.]

You don't mind if I relieve the tension, then?

[cruelpatience]

[She smiles a bit at that kiss, already relaxing a bit at his touches. Biting down on her lower lip, she nods a little before replying, with a hint of mischief:]

If you believe it will help, please do. Doctors do know best, after all...

[fliesonfour]

That we do. Then...

[He'd keep an eye on her, to make sure she was true to her word, and not in any discomfort. He was quite comfortable himself; it was hardly his first time with a woman in his bed, after all; and pressed his hand between her legs, slipping a thumb up against her and rubbing lightly.

He'd yet to meet a woman that that didn't relieve tension for, really.]

[cruelpatience]

[She watched him curiously, eager to see what exactly he had in mind... But her curiosity was quickly answered when he moved his hand. There was a small sound at the touch, something between a squeak and a breathy moan. Her lips parted, tongue flicking over them as he continued what he was doing.]

Ah-- that's working rather well, actually.

[fliesonfour]

[Which was a pretty sight, her wetted lips, and a relief, besides. Content that she was enjoying herself (he didn't want to be thought of as a cad, after all), he continued his ministrations until he felt she might be relaxed enough to slip a finger inside of, while he still went on with his thumb.

If it was painful, or she felt alarmed in any way, he hoped she'd tell him at once.]

[cruelpatience]

[Not something she was used to, but not unpleasant either. She let out a soft breath at that, hips moving instinctively closer to him, as she closed her eyes. No, he was certainly not a cad in the slightest... This was far more pleasant than she could have imagined.]

[fliesonfour]

[He let her adjust yet again, going to lean beside her to press a kiss to the corner of her mouth. Impossible not to kiss such a lovely girl, wen she was curling nearer to him, and breathing just so.]

[cruelpatience]

[Musichetta opened her eyes when she felt the kiss at the corner of her mouth, smiling at him and nudging her forehead against his as she laughed breathlessly.

Then she returned the kiss lightly, one hand finding its way to the back of his head, fingers tangling in the hair at the nape of his neck.]

[fliesonfour]

[...Which he had not expected in the least. She had rather a lot of spirit, didn't she? Pleased, he returned the kiss, shifting to be more comfortable, and pressing a second finger into her gently as he did so.

Well, if anything was going to make him forget about possibly dying a slow death of pneumonia, this was probably it.]

[cruelpatience]

[She had long forgotten about the potential slow death that had befallen him earlier... It was easy to forget, after all, with how the rest of the evening had gone. The second finger made her break the kiss with a small gasp, but she was soon returning to it, nails scratching at his scalp.]

[fliesonfour]

[That produced a gasp all of his own and he tilted his head up to deepen the kiss she had broken, with renewed effort. Really, he did not know how he could be so impossibly lucky, to meet a woman who was not only beyond illness due to cold, but who was also gorgeous, and did not mind moving quite so quickly. Eager to show his appreciation, he let his free arm find her waist, fitting around it snuggly and drawing her near.]

[cruelpatience]

[She would not have usually moved so quickly, to be perfectly honest. But there was something about him that she just found endearing... and she had watched him throughout his voyage here... No matter how creepy that might have sounded.

She kissed him eagerly, making a small sound against his lips as he drew her closer.]

[fliesonfour]

[Lucky for the lady, then, that he found her creeping charming! It was quite a thing, to be pursued by the woman.

Keeping her near, he continued to kiss her for another few lingering moments before drawing away, to nuzzle at the side of her face, and kiss her ear.]

You'll forgive me if I am smitten with you...

[Which was the most delicate way he could inform her of his own body's readiness, after all of this.]

[cruelpatience]

[She certainly chose the right gentleman to creep on! She rather enjoyed those kisses, continuing to press close to him during it all. Still, as he nuzzled and kissed at her ear, she laughed quietly under her breath.]

You are forgiven only if you do something about it, Theo...

[She can place matters just as delicately.]

[fliesonfour]

[A soft grin, and he drew his hand back with an equally soft nod, kissing her cheek again.]

Then, if the lady is certain, I will do the natural thing about it.

[Bedroom talk courtesy of the 1500s.]

[cruelpatience]

[The sexiest bedroom talk ever.]

The lady is certain, please see that you do.

[She nudges closer to that kiss on her cheek, humming quite contently.]

[fliesonfour]

[Considering he's in a nightgownshirt, you bet it is.]

As she wishes.

[Another kiss, this time to her mouth again, before he shifted on top of her, hitching up her hips with the arm that had been around them and bending to kiss her chest once. He took in the sight of her briefly, and with a low little noise of delight, would position himself, keeping her waist propped up as he went to 'do the natural thing about it'.]

[cruelpatience]

[A sexy nightgownshirt. It has her shivering with excitement, can't you see?

She shifted easily with him, allowing him to move her as necessary and spreading her legs for him as he continued on. Such a darling way he had phrased it, after all... This did come so naturally to them both as it seemed. She would help in whatever manner he needed, whether it be spreading her legs further, lifting her hips or even helping him line up with her with a gentle touch.]

[fliesonfour]

[He kissed her head again; don't shiver, it will alarm him!; and made an appreciative noise at her help.

When he felt aligned with her, he'd push in slowly, still cradling her waist and keeping their foreheads pressed. Only halfway, at first, to make sure she was adjusted, and with a shudder of his own and a low breath.

Admittedly, he had never gone quite so quickly with a woman (aside from one paid, in his youth), and it did feel natural, comfortable, and almost achingly good.]

[cruelpatience]

[Everything with him felt nice and natural... It really didn't seem to need to be any slower... This was somehow a comfortable pace. Don't ask how. As he pushed in and paused halfway, she let out a quiet little whimper. It wasn't a pained sound, but more of a pleased one.

Her arms wrapped around him to keep him close to her and after a moment or so, she nodded her head at him, a whisper for more on her lips.]

[fliesonfour]

[A kiss to her neck then, and he continued to press inside of her to the hilt. The closeness of the embrace only added to the warmth, and he sealed the whisper on her lips with his mouth on hers before he began to move, clutching her hip a little more tightly at the shock of it, moving slowly.]