2/7/19

Toz Aquila-Seirath says to you, "Hey. Win or lose, you're already bordering irreplaceable with your work."

Toz uses Racial Scent.
Toz tilts his head back, inhaling sharply several times.

You blink.

You say, "Where did you.."

You shift your eyes from side to side suspiciously.

Toz Aquila-Seirath says to you, "I can move quiet for someone in armor?"

With a slight smile, you say to Toz, "Sneaking up on me, be glad I wasn't holding a dagger."

Toz Aquila-Seirath says to you, "I've been stabbed before!"

You feel the corners of your mouth lift slightly in a small grin.

You say, "Me too, by you."

Toz Aquila-Seirath says, "I suppose so!"

You let loose a long breath from your lungs, exhaling slowly.

Toz Aquila-Seirath says to you, "I know, nerves. They won't go away easily either."

Toz uses Racial Scent.
Toz tilts his head back, inhaling sharply several times.

You say, "If there is somewhere you need to be, feel free..?"

Toz Aquila-Seirath says to you, "None at all, no."

You have emoted: Tatia purses her lips together and turns to lean over the railing, looking to the floor below. "Just worried I will fail or.. not be good enough." she says softly, shrugging a shoulder with her back to Toz.

Toz steps toward s$Tatia and slings his arm around your waist, pulling you back against him. He lowers his head and kisses your hair, telling you gently, "If you get Senate, you'll serve just as well as you do with Ambassador. If you lose, you get me in a collar and to keep up your excellent work with Ambassador."

You have emoted: Tatia smiles only slightly, her back twitching against Toz with a quiet laugh. She leans her head back against his shoulder and takes a deep breath. "There.. is something that I want from you too." she mentions, her eyes shifting to glance at Toz from her peripheral view but not shifting her head to full on look at him.

Tilting his head a little at you, Toz nods, just slightly, down to you. He tilts his head, trying to look at your face more as he does. "What do you want from me?" he wonders of you, hand shifting to tighten its hold about you, clinging tight.

You have emoted: "I've been propositioned a few times over the past few weeks." Tatia starts, her voice barely above a whisper. "I don't.." she trails off, pulling her hands from the railing to find Toz's arm around her - resting lightly there. "I know our relationship is.. interesting for lack of a better word, but.." she pauses again, taking a breath and turning her face to look at Toz. "I don't want to have the option to be with someone else. I know our circumstance, but I just want to be yours and not for anyone else." she finally manages, a deep crimson color creeping across her cheeks.

Hooking his fingertips with your, Toz listens for a long moment, and then very carefully his head leans a litlte further to the side. "You're just asking to be mine?" he wonders to you, sounding mostly puzzled by the notion. He leans forward absently, kissing your cheek as he mulls it over. Then, simply, he shrugs and tightens his hold on your hand. "If you want to be only mine, I'm not going to argue with you, Tat. What do you expect of me, then?" He meets your gaze evenly, holding it while he awaits a reply.

You have emoted: "Just to not tell me Im free to sleep with anyone that isnt you." Tatia says softly, her eyes squinting slightly while she attempts to silently will the coloring from her cheeks. Her hand flexes slightly in Toz's while she settles herself against Toz's chest, chewing lightly on her bottom lip. "You gave up everything but two, I just want you - not to be shared with another." she almost whispers.

With a nod of his head, Toz tells you, "Then you're mine," simply. He keeps his hand in your, squeezing tight, and continues on to you, "And I'll just keep my two. Even if Arbre is...absent." He brings his other arm up, wrapping around you, keeping you form in against his own. "And I won't share you, not at all."

You have emoted: A visible wave of relief washes over Tatia, her tension melting away with Toz's arm wrapping around her body. Eventually she nods and exhales a soft breath, "Thank you." she says simply, lifting her chin to press a soft peck to his neck.

With a laugh, Toz tells you, "What, were you worried I wouldn't?" He shakes his head and wraps you up in his arms, turning his head and kissing your temple, very gently. "You've brought me back to order, too. If you're...this dedicated, I'll make sure I behave better, myself."

You have emoted: Tatia wrinkles her nose with an accompanying smile at Toz's kiss to her temple. Her eyebrow lifts curiously while her head cants slightly. "Do I want to ask? Or better if I dont?" she asks, her eyes roaming over Toz's features the best they can from her angle.

"Sometimes lines are interesting to kick," Toz tells you, lifting his shoulder in a clanking shrug. "I suppose I cast some dirt over them, too. I'll mind my manners more now that I have...this?" He squeezes you against his chest, for emphasis, then steps in and presses you towards the railing in a slow movement. "Are you thinking sleep, perhaps?"

You have emoted: Tatia remains quiet for a time, then nods. "I remember how easy it was to cover those lines in the sand." she says softly. She follows Toz's press towards the railing, her voice cracking slightly while she says, "You don't have to agree to this..you know?" She lifts a hand from Toz's to grip the railing in front of her. "Yes, sleep isn't far off at all."

"I know I don't," Toz tells you, with a quiet scoff, bumping his hip against your from behind. "I like the idea of sleep though," he agrees warmly, lingering only a few seconds more before drawing back and gesturing to the stairs. "You can come tuck me in, my..whatever we are, hm?"

You have emoted: Tatia cuts her icy gaze at Toz as he draws away from her. "We'll figure something that fits that whatever place eventually." she says flatly, attempting to withhold her amusement. She pushes off the railing and starts towards the stairs, stopping just in front of them. "How about you tuck me in for a change?" she says with a quirked eyebrow.

Toz leads you towards the bed without hesitation, keeping his hand in your and holding fast as he goes. With a little tug, he urges you towards the bed, suggesting with a smug sort of smile, "Best part about this is your preferred outfit to sleep in." He steps aside as well, peeling off his armor piece by piece.

You have emoted: Tatia snickers while she strips her cloak from her shoulders, moving to her dress next and pulling it over her head. "You're just spoiled." she tells Toz teasingly while slipping her boots off and climbing up on the bed, turning to watch Toz with interest as he strips away the armor.

Grinning at you as he watches you strip down, Toz pauses removing his armor while you crawls away from him. "Yes I am," he agrees slowly, head shaking in open admiration while he peels off the last of his plating. He steps towards the bed, moving to slide down to a seat beside you, hand running through you hair. "So, settle down. I'll tuck you in?"

You have emoted: Tatia tilts her head against Toz's hand in her hair just briefly before crawling away from Toz to stretch out on her side, tucking her arm under her head. She peeks over her shoulder at Toz and grins, waiting patiently.

Leaning over you, Toz kisses the side of your head, then pulls the blanket up over you, tucking you in gently. "You rest well, beautiful," he tells you, with a slight grin. "I'll cuddle up to you as soon as I sleep?"

You have emoted: Tatia nods softly against her own arm, smiling slightly. "You'd better." she murmurs through a yawn. "Pleasant dreams when you sleep, Bam." she adds, snuggling in under the blanket.

"You too, my Tatia," Toz murmurs warmly to you, lifting his hand to begin stroking through your hair, making a point to let his claws drag against you scalp with each motion.

You have emoted: Tatia mutters under her breath softly and drifts off to sleep shortly thereafter.