Robin Hood may be as understandable to her as quantum mechanics or modesty, but Nero knows love. she knows when blush and stuttering comes from an envious heart and suddenly. suddenly so much more is clear. Gawain, Merlin - both terrible flirts, both objects of his ire. and even if he tried to deny it, the tail gave so much more away with the furry equivalent of goosebumps running up through it.
he was jealous. of men around her. ]
Oh ho ho.
[ Nero's grinning. like an idiot, like a conquerer. like someone who has just discovered a very precious piece of blackmail and will never, ever let it go. and like someone who doesn't have a swarm of butterflies just released into her chest. proof! proof, now, that her pursuit of him was destiny! the fates had drawn them together and not only given her these feelings, but instilled them in Robin as well! would he have fought Merlin for her? or Gawain? stars above, the thought he would go to battle for her heart --!! ]
You ARE jealous. To think you had hid it so well that even my eyes had not taken notice!
[ and here she had been, shy as a temple maid in spring. not saying what she had in mind for fear it might spook him away.
and Nero does wear bras. sometimes. usually when they're the only top she has. she takes it, but then will not let his hand go so quickly. captures it with her fingers, both gentle and inescapable. and trying to will her smile over to his face, to chase away the storm of his expression. ]
Allow me to put your troubled mind at ease. For all that mage can do, he bundles them in webs and traps that I do not wish to fall into again. Unless it would have helped you. But I would not have done the same for him, or Gawain, or any other save my Praetor.
[ hm. her usual silver tongue has failed her. ]
...I've become quite fond of you, layabout though you may be. I said it once before today. You are all I need.
if we know everyone's cup size we gotta know dick specs
Robin Hood may be as understandable to her as quantum mechanics or modesty, but Nero knows love. she knows when blush and stuttering comes from an envious heart and suddenly. suddenly so much more is clear. Gawain, Merlin - both terrible flirts, both objects of his ire. and even if he tried to deny it, the tail gave so much more away with the furry equivalent of goosebumps running up through it.
he was jealous. of men around her. ]
Oh ho ho.
[ Nero's grinning. like an idiot, like a conquerer. like someone who has just discovered a very precious piece of blackmail and will never, ever let it go. and like someone who doesn't have a swarm of butterflies just released into her chest. proof! proof, now, that her pursuit of him was destiny! the fates had drawn them together and not only given her these feelings, but instilled them in Robin as well! would he have fought Merlin for her? or Gawain? stars above, the thought he would go to battle for her heart --!! ]
You ARE jealous. To think you had hid it so well that even my eyes had not taken notice!
[ and here she had been, shy as a temple maid in spring. not saying what she had in mind for fear it might spook him away.
and Nero does wear bras. sometimes. usually when they're the only top she has. she takes it, but then will not let his hand go so quickly. captures it with her fingers, both gentle and inescapable. and trying to will her smile over to his face, to chase away the storm of his expression. ]
Allow me to put your troubled mind at ease. For all that mage can do, he bundles them in webs and traps that I do not wish to fall into again. Unless it would have helped you. But I would not have done the same for him, or Gawain, or any other save my Praetor.
[ hm. her usual silver tongue has failed her. ]
...I've become quite fond of you, layabout though you may be. I said it once before today. You are all I need.