ᴋɪɴɢᴅᴏᴍ ᴏꜰ ᴀꜱʜᴇꜱ: ꜱᴇᴍɪ-ᴀᴅᴠᴀɴᴄᴇᴅ ʀᴏʟᴇᴘʟᴀʏ discussion

Miriam led Aren, her blush deepening. "It's nothing, really," she assured him. She was surprised she was so flustered- she couldn't remember the last time someone got her so worked up. "Um, anyways. This is my house."

(view spoiler)[sorry i shouldve let you know ive been pretty busy but ill reply to this asap! (hide spoiler)]

Aren glanced around, pale blue eyes taking in the space before turning back to Miriam.

"It's lovely, my Lady," he assured her. He unclasped his cloak and slung it over one arm. "What would you like to speak of?"

((dw abt it! i get it- holidays are busy))

Miriam played with the edge of her dress, suddenly nervous. "I- uh." Her throat dried up. She laughed a little. "I think I'm having a memory slip. I can't remember." He was really close. Her heart was beating fast. What was happening?

((boop lol))

Aren watched her, eyes flitting to her nervous fingers, and furrowed his brows in concern.

"Are you alright?" He asked, his voice immediatley softening. He did his best to relax his posture to appear less intimidating, but was aware of how his beard and hair and sharp features made him seem far more dangerous than he truly was.

Well, that was innacurate. He was dangerous, yes, but didn't enjoy using his skills. And he also didn't want Miriam to be afraid of him.

Miriam nodded quickly. "Yes, yes, I'm fine. Just a crazy night. Please, sit. Do you want a drink?" She shrugged off her coat and hung it on the back of a chair, walking to the kitchen. She looked through the large entryway back to him. "Water, alcohol, juice...your pick."

He unpinned his cloak, shrugging it off his broad shoulders and placing it next to hers. He rubbed his gloved hands together before tugging the rough gloves off and slipping them into one of his many pockets.

"Are you sure? And just water will be fine, thank you."

"I'm sure," Miriam assured him. "Very sure." She got a cup from the cabinet and brought Aren a cup of water, and sat down on a chair next to him. "Do you get hot in all that clothing?

He nodded and took the proffered cup of water before taking a long drink. He sat down beside her, wiping his lips and lifted a shoulder in a shrug.
"At times."

Miriam smiled, trying to seem less nervous, and turned to the side to look at him. "I apologize if I seem awkward. I don't have company often- but I'm very glad you're here, even if it is awkward."

Aren waved away her comment. "Please, don't worry- and don't feel awkward. I assure you, I'm perfectly comfortable in your presence and your home."

Miriam blushed a little. "You are?"

He smiled and inclined his head. "Of course, My Lady."

Miriam placed her hand on his. "Thank you. I don't know why, but that makes me really happy, Aren."

His fingers closed around her hand, heat erupting through the skin of his palm even though she had only lightly brushed it. For a moment, he considered kissing her hand- and before he could regret it, he did gently.

"Of course, My Lady."

Her cheeks flushed, mouth parted open a little. Miriam smiled softly and chills covered her body. When he lifted his head, Miriam noticed his fingers were still intertwined with his. She didn't mind, or pull away. She might've even leaned closer.

Something in Aren's gut clenched. He had never been so nervous about being in a woman's presence before- like he was about to embarass himself or do something wildly improper.

Although, she had started looking at him like she wished he would.

Something in him flickered, and a flush crept up the back of his neck when he realized how close she was- and when he realized how ragged his breathing was at the feel of her touch.

"Aren," she said, her voice barely a whisper. "You don't have to say yes. And this doesn't have to be anything. But-" she swallowed, chest heaving. "Can I kiss you?"

In response, he took her chin in his free hand and pressed her lips against hers like he needed her touch to breathe. His head was spinning, his heart pounding. He hadn't felt this much adrenaline before- not even when in a fight.

Miriam gasped and slipped her arms over his shoulders, her hands instinctively curling in his hair. She'd expected something soft, if anything at all. To her, a win would have been him not laughing in her face. But this? This all-consuming, fierce, needy kiss...this wasn't something she'd thought would happen. And now that it did, she'd wished it had happened sooner. She hoped it happened more.

Her hands were in his hair, curling through it, and her lips were on his, hot and soft.

Aren could barely think. But at the sound of her gasp, he pulled away, eyes searching her face for pain, terror gripping his heart.

"Did I hurt you? Heavens, I'm sorry-"

Miriam pulled him back against her, kissing him hungrily before moving away slightly, their lips still brushing as she spoke. "I'm not hurt. Don't be sorry. I- I liked it. Did you?"

He watched her, eyes soft. He couldn't believe he had just kissed a woman so beautiful.

"Of course," he whispered, tugging her back and covering her lips with his again, eyes fluttering closed. Something about the kiss felt safe- and his heart felt ready to burst at the feeling.

Miriam smiled, eyes shining before they closed, and their lips came together again. It was slower, softer, both of them taking their time, learning how the other moved. She'd never experienced something so raw and lovely before, not through a thing as simple as a kiss.

(how far do we wanna go with this btw?)

((i'm good with whatever you're comfortable with :)
if we take it further tho, we should move to pms))

(im hopping off rn bc i have more school to do but i'll reply asap btw)

charlienotbrown (blondie's version) wrote: "
((i'm good with whatever you're comfortable with :)
if we take it further tho, we should move to pms))
"

(kk sounds good! probbaly just a fade to black then)

((ok! sounds good))

(hey im sorry i havent replied girl i totally forgot! also, im leaving most of my rp groups bc ive got way too many rn... do you want me to stay to continue this one?)

((hey! you're all good!
i would love to continue, but i understand if it's too much))

(k! i'll respond asap! bump me if i take too long xx)

((kk!))

charlienotbrown (blondie's version) wrote: "
Miriam smiled, eyes shining before they closed, and their lips came together again. It was slower, softer, both of them taking their time, learning how the other moved. She'd never experienced s..."

Aren cupped her face gently, thumbs forming two parentheses around her cheeks, kissing her and growing softer before he stood, pulling her up and close to him. Her warmth was like nothing he'd ever experienced, and somehow he found himself kissing a trail down her neck while she sat on a desk.

(idk man sorry my romance writing isnt the greatest when im being vague T-T)

((you're all good! i'll respond soon :) ))

((also, are we doing a fade to black? or pms?))

Miriam tightened her grip around him, pulling him closer, needing to feel all of him consuming her desperately. Her mind was hazy, her skin was hot, and a meteor could have struck the earth, and she wasn't sure she would even notice.

((heyy))