A poor excuse for an argument

[greyerrant]

Who: Garviel Loken, Beatrice
Where: Bay View hotel
What: Dinner and arguments
When: Present, sunday night
Warnings: Possibly some smooching. Eating. Lots of arguments

Garviel scowls at the door to his room. Beatrice is late. Surely she hasn't ignore his invitation to dinner, not after the feast he laid out. An entire roast duck, several kinds of tea and various delicious sweets, as well as ice cream, all on a rather elaborate-looking tray that he'd spent an entire week's wages on requesting from the Bay View's staff.

He looks down at the various dinner forks arrayed before him after failing to melt the door with his scowl, and puzzles over what they are all for.

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[golden_witch]

It seems I've been told that quite recently by someone other than you.

[She'll break off a bit of food and hold it to his mouth while making a slight 'ah' gesture with her own.]

What about me is so intriguing to you, hm~?

[greyerrant]

[ Loken takes a moment to figure out what she's doing, then will open his mouth so she can feed him, looking slightly confused by the whole thing.]

I wish I could say. Probably because you are infuriating, honestly. You enrage me one moment, are tender the next. Confusing without being... truly chaotic.

[golden_witch]

[His confusion only makes her giggle. She'll happily steal another piece for herself.]

It's not as though I can help who I am.
I like you, though. I like infuriating you. I like driving you mad. I also like knowing I'm the first to do so.~ ♥

[greyerrant]

The first to drive me mad in a pleasant way, at any rate.

[golden_witch]

Yes, yes, of course.

[A sigh.]

You're so serious and literal, it's cute.

I wonder about what goes through your head, truly.

Let's say, for the sake of conversation, we did sleep together.

Do you think it would relieve some of that confusion and frustration I cause you? Or do you think it would heighten it~?

[greyerrant]

I can't really say. I simply know that it is part of what I wished for. As I am inexperienced in such matters I have little knowledge of how it would change the state of things between us.

[golden_witch]

Inexperienced, hm~? I wonder if you'd even know where to put your hands on a body like mine.~

Your kisses haven gotten a bit better, but they're still hurried.

I wonder what good it would do me to show you something a bit slower.~♥

[greyerrant]

I would imagine I would likely learn a great deal from you, yes.

[golden_witch]

Hm. I will have to decline sleeping with you, at least for the moment, for more practical reasons than I'm at liberty to really give.

However, I don't suppose it would hurt to give you a slight lesson in kissing etiquette, riiight~?

[With this, she'd hop down from her perch and make a new seat out of his lap, drawing her arms around his neck and pulling him a bit closer to her. She'd press her lips gently to his and guide him into a proper, slow, soft kiss; one warm enough to melt the iciest of men.]

[greyerrant]

[ He looks down at her when she is done, his face still like granite, and nods.]

I believe i have learned something, yes.

[golden_witch]

[She'll return his stoic expression with a confident grin.]

Splendid. So, the next time you kiss me, you'll remember what I taught you, right~? ♥

[greyerrant]

[ Garviel leans over and gives her a far gentler and sweeter kiss than before. ]

Yes.

[golden_witch]

[This is a kiss she won't mind returning since he did take the time to be a good study and all.]

M...Much better. Teacher is pleased.~ ♥

[greyerrant]

[ He strokes her hair gently and rumbles, half holding her to him. ]

We should schedule another lesson so that I can perfect my technique, then.

Just like the sparring cages, practice makes the master.

[golden_witch]

[She'll sigh softly at the bit of affection just before his words cause another bought of giggling.]

Oh, you've a long way to go before you're a master.~

I don't suppose I'd mind taking on such a tutelage, though.

Especially with such a willing pupil.~ ♥

[greyerrant]

Excellent. I look forward to it.

[golden_witch]

I think you might look forward to everything involving me.~ ♥

[greyerrant]

You think quite a lot of things, including highly of yourself.

[ There is an almost playful expression on his face. ]

[golden_witch]

[A playful expression? On this man? There's an accomplishment if she does say so herself.]

Well, you think highly of me, too, don't you~? ♥

[greyerrant]

Sometimes, when you're being civil and thoughtful.

[golden_witch]

[A giggle.]
Oh, you don't think highly of me very often, then, do you~?

[greyerrant]

Not as often as I'd like, certainly.

[golden_witch]

Oh, that's alright. You don't have to think highly of me to be enamored with me, I suppose.~ ♥