11-18-2022, 02:17 PM
Fine, if she didn't want to accept the possibility of his age being a problem or his status in life as a reason, what about the fact that she worked for him (well, a quarter of her did). That right there should have put up blocks on any plans they might have had on the matter.
The real problem was that she didn't see him as he was. No one really did. What no one knew was how talented he was at Transfiguration. If she saw him in reality, she certainly wouldn't see the young, handsome buck that stood before her today. She'd probably run screaming into the night, never to be seen at the school again. It was tempting to tell her; even more tempting to show her - let her see the real side of him that no one but his family had.
And then she accused him of carrying a flame for someone else and that was why he was pushing her off?! Seriously!
What did she know anyway? he thought grumpily. If that was the case, he wouldn't have slept with other women in the past.
Before he could argue any of her points, she grabbed his face and kissed him. For half a second, he froze, unsure about what to do. Their lips met and it was wonderful. She tasted of the honeyed mead from the tavern and something else that he couldn't place but didn't mind too much. Their lips met, matching almost perfectly. He recovered, kissing her back for less than a moment before she gently pushed him away and then had the nerve to heal him while he was reeling from the kiss.
How dare she go and do something like that! And then take advantage of him after doing so!
If that wasn't bad enough, then she brushed him off like nothing at happened. His head was a dizzy, his lips numb, and his heart beating fast. Maybe she hadn't been the only one with a head injury because a kiss had certainly never left him feeling like this.
It did have other effects, however, which meant that making a quick exit was vital. While staying and arguing with her would make him feel better, it might destroy things irreparably between them so it was best to make his exit now.
Stiffly, shifting his weight uncomfortably, he said, "Please do make certain that you do tend that shoulder." Though there was little of the angry heat in his voice. Instead, it was partial command but more of a plea than anything. "Thank you and good night then." He stood there for another moment or two, watching her cross the room and dismiss him so coldly. A strange contradiction to the heat of her kiss he could still feel.
One thing was for certain, sleep would be a long ways off tonight. Luckily, there was a wide forest out there to explore. Quietly he slipped out of the Infirmary and through the castle. By the time he reached the main door, Rhiannon was on his heels. Stepping outside, he closed the door and then shifted. Dashing across the lawn, he ran to where the Infirmary windows were. While the night was cool and the windows closed, he couldn't help but bay at it for half a minute, determined to get the last word in. Finally he and his fellow four-legged friend raced across the lawn to enter the safety of the forest.
The real problem was that she didn't see him as he was. No one really did. What no one knew was how talented he was at Transfiguration. If she saw him in reality, she certainly wouldn't see the young, handsome buck that stood before her today. She'd probably run screaming into the night, never to be seen at the school again. It was tempting to tell her; even more tempting to show her - let her see the real side of him that no one but his family had.
And then she accused him of carrying a flame for someone else and that was why he was pushing her off?! Seriously!
What did she know anyway? he thought grumpily. If that was the case, he wouldn't have slept with other women in the past.
Before he could argue any of her points, she grabbed his face and kissed him. For half a second, he froze, unsure about what to do. Their lips met and it was wonderful. She tasted of the honeyed mead from the tavern and something else that he couldn't place but didn't mind too much. Their lips met, matching almost perfectly. He recovered, kissing her back for less than a moment before she gently pushed him away and then had the nerve to heal him while he was reeling from the kiss.
How dare she go and do something like that! And then take advantage of him after doing so!
If that wasn't bad enough, then she brushed him off like nothing at happened. His head was a dizzy, his lips numb, and his heart beating fast. Maybe she hadn't been the only one with a head injury because a kiss had certainly never left him feeling like this.
It did have other effects, however, which meant that making a quick exit was vital. While staying and arguing with her would make him feel better, it might destroy things irreparably between them so it was best to make his exit now.
Stiffly, shifting his weight uncomfortably, he said, "Please do make certain that you do tend that shoulder." Though there was little of the angry heat in his voice. Instead, it was partial command but more of a plea than anything. "Thank you and good night then." He stood there for another moment or two, watching her cross the room and dismiss him so coldly. A strange contradiction to the heat of her kiss he could still feel.
One thing was for certain, sleep would be a long ways off tonight. Luckily, there was a wide forest out there to explore. Quietly he slipped out of the Infirmary and through the castle. By the time he reached the main door, Rhiannon was on his heels. Stepping outside, he closed the door and then shifted. Dashing across the lawn, he ran to where the Infirmary windows were. While the night was cool and the windows closed, he couldn't help but bay at it for half a minute, determined to get the last word in. Finally he and his fellow four-legged friend raced across the lawn to enter the safety of the forest.
