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Fiona- -# Perched comfortably on the armchair, one knee resting beside him on the cushion on the throne chair before leaning in. Her hands gripped either side of the chair as she watched him take the grape, a smug smile tugging at a corner of her lips. Shifting her weight, she rested her cheek against her palm, elbow propped lazily against the armrest.

Heh. Then I guess you’d already be six feet under, wouldn’t you~?

• She’d hold the plate in one hand before plucking it with her teeth, taking it off its stem. She’d get closer again, her voice laced with amusement and a low sensual pitch, but behind it all- she genuinely felt affectionate. She wasn’t planning to do anything ~~not that we can do that, nor do I want to~~ , she just wanted to have fun with her beloved king. And it’s the small things like this that makes them feel like they’re the only two people on the planet.

Because, sweetheart, if anything’s gonna be the end of you… it’d be me~

• Of course, the words weren’t spoken as a threat, quite the opposite. She truly meant it as if fate ever came for one of them, the other wouldn’t be far behind. She truly wouldn’t be able to live without him, and… she hopes he feels the same. But, instead of taking the same fate, he would endure and continue surviving, for her sake. But I suppose he’d want the same for her, then.

• Her gaze lingers longer than it should, her eyes like a daze as it got lost into his. She’d put a hand on his chest, feeling his ever so slightly quick paced heartbeat. She’d let out a soft, purr-like chuckle before going,

Aww~… if your heartbeat goes any faster than that, you’re gonna wear yourself out before the main course~

• /nonsexual/nsx

• Her tail flickers lazily behind her, swaying side to side.

I FINALLY MADE A RESPONSE ))