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[massrez]

☙INBOX text ♔ audio ♙ video ♔ action Kindly leave your missives and they will be responded to with utmost haste. May you walk in the Light.

Done this day by my hand, King Anduin Llane Wrynn

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[seaboard]

I trust you with my life, and yes, my body. Never have I felt less than beautiful and safe with you.

But... Yes, I worry the same. So - [As always, when not trapped in her own concerns, she elects to be practical above all else. ]

Jacob rather likes to tumble me roughly sometimes. So I have a word to tell him if he's gone too far. 'Marsh' is mine. That means I need you to stop now so I can breath or that I have had too much for now.

[massrez]

I'm familiar with those words, yes.

[seaboard]

Perfect! Now you can ask if you have gone too far, and I can tell you - so you need not worry, just ask.

[ There she stops, breathing out slowly a moment. Courage, Gilia, they are talking about it are they not? ]

I... It pleased me also. When you grabbed me so tightly and held me down to strike me like you did. It made me feel like I was all yours, even afterwards, when I still had the little marks you left behind. I did not quite realise just how much I could take and it only... I craved it more even after we left the fire.

[She might use the word if she knew it, about that kind of submission, how good it was for someone so constantly worried about presenting herself, controlling everything about herself, was not allowed it for awhile. So instead
she muddles through like always. ]

It was like I existed just for you, and I did not have to care about ought else.

[massrez]

I know that feeling as well.

I just hadn't thought that you would want that. Though it does make sense, as much as we think alike on some matters.

[seaboard]

I did not think I would like it so much either, it is not... Not what a either of us I think were supposed to want. I only know to be a loving wife and my duties in regards to it. I only had a brief idea before I came here... and I did not want you think I was unseemly or... presumptive of you to want those things.

[Royal children don't have private acts even their most intimate moments, that seemed at all the differences in their lives, the one that remained the same. That came to the endless point: duty was all that mattered.

Pleasure, preference? If it came into it, it was luck, and never planned. ]

[massrez]

I could never think that of you.

[seaboard]

[ She can do this, she can do this, Jacob showed her it doesn't have to be so terrifying to say in her right mind. ]

Then I wish to tie your hands. To put you to your knees.

And have you worship every inch of my body.

[ - That, even thinking of it, makes some part of her burn, that flickers in her voice with the sheer idea of it. ]

[massrez]

[ Oh, that--

There's a slight hoarseness to his voice. ]

...gladly.

[seaboard]

[ Don't giggle in excitement, Gilia, it will ruin the mood. ]

And then when you are done, I shall give you such pleasure you do not even know your own name, only mine. Only ever mine.

[massrez]

...then I may ask something of you, as well.

[ Since they're giving voice to these. Particular sort of things. ]

[seaboard]

Certainly, husband. Whatever you wish for, simply ask?

[massrez]

Do you remember when we'd spoken of...

Well, it was after Jacob voiced an interest in. Something rather strange.

[seaboard]

His list? Where he had all these things he wanted to do?

[Oh! ]

My tentacles?

[massrez]

Yes, that.

And I'd told you I wanted to refrain from using anything like that, because of an experience earlier in my stay here in the city.

[seaboard]

Yes. I have tried to do my best to not let them bother you as much as I can.

[massrez]

[ Oh come on, almost there. Just say it. ]

You've managed it thus far without hurting anyone. Perhaps you could...show me.

[seaboard]

[ She flusters a moment, warm in her cheeks not just from embarrasment or teasing, but there could be nothing more intimate for her to share with anyone.

And to be able to do so, with Anduin? ]

... Then this week's end, before any rains come so you know I am in complete control of myself and have no cause to fear.

[massrez]

Then when the rains do come, perhaps I'll be of more help to you.

I don't fear you. I could never.

[seaboard]

You are a better man than I could ever imagine, my love. I do not think I shall ever cease to desire you and wanting to show you as often as I can.

[massrez]

I can only hope I am as good a man as you think I am.

I'm not certain if a good man would ask for this.

[seaboard]

Anduin...

... I shall tell you something I have not told the others, or at least, they do not realise when I say this. When I do this, when I show that part of myself, it is my soul you embrace. My very essence that holds you, and the most absolute whole of me that touches you. It is the soul of your love that you seek to know the feel of.

And am I not your wife? Is that not the truest thing for us to seek with one another?

[massrez]

No. You are right...

We can either fight that part of ourselves and try to hide it, or embrace it, and learn to give it a point of release.

The rain brings yours. Perhaps I will find mine.

[seaboard]

Exactly. There is no need to find it wrong in wanting to share it or experience, either.

[massrez]

But not precisely an easy thing to bring up in casual conversation.

[ An amused huff. ]

I'd like this, for us. If you would as well.

[seaboard]

No, no it is not and yes I would -

[Which winds it down for now, at least until he gets home.

So she hums. Best to leave him with something pleasant to think about for the day. He did work so dreadfully hard after all. ]

As we are then... perhaps I ought to tell you this too. I like to wear one of those little devices sometimes. The ones that vibrate? As I go about my day.

And it has a second controller, one that operates from even a great distance.