[M] Until Silence Is Broken

He smirked down at her seeing her face so red and full of color. Now the dress matched her for sure. He reached down and grabbed her chin smiling softly as he looked at her. "You are blushing again... Do you like it when I talk like that to you?"

He leaned closer and paused just a few inches away. "And are you sure you really want me to dance with you? Since you say I'm the true dance partner..."

If she could have blushed harder, she would have. He was so close to her. She could feel him teasing her. He was complimenting her. She couldn't help but blush considering who he was in terms of who she was. She nodded slowly and softly since he held her chin. She did like when he talked like that with her, and she wanted him to dance with her. But right now, she wanted something else from him and it wasn't a compliment or a dance.

He gently leaned down, tilting her head up slightly to look into her eyes. His black hair fell around his face framing it as his eyes became half lidded. He watched her expression carefully, just hovering above her lips with his own for a few moments. Then he gently pressed his lips against hers, just brushing at first before pressing more roughly enjoying the moment.

Lia felt his lips against hers, so soft as if he were just testing her. Her eyes mimicked his as hers half lidded and closed as she kissed him back. She pressed back against him enjoying the moment. She had forgotten about his title and who he was to her. She was happy as she kissed him back as she leaned into him happily.

Razor pulled her closer to him, pushing a hand behind her to pull her off the sofa and lifted her completely off the sofa keeping her close. "Let's...go somewhere else...," was all he managed to say before he kissed her again growling softly as he carried her back to his room.

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Lia was curled up peacefully in the large, soft bed. Her body was covered by the silky sheets. A large smile was plastered on her face as she was dozing. She was happy. Beyond happy. She rested contently in the bed. She hadn't meant to do that. Not with her Lord. She turned to see Razor still in bed with her and smiled. She moved to watch him nap quietly. He was so peaceful like this. Not the annoying and enraged Lord she had come to know he could be. Lia leaned over and gave him kiss before nuzzling into his side to rest some more.

Razor took only a small nap. He wasn't much of a napper. He never had been, but what were you suppose to do after that? It was awkward and he couldn't tell her to leave. That was rude... She also lived in the fortress. He was sure the normal protocol was to nap. He opened his eyes and looked down at her kissing the top of her head. "We have to get ready... Vion will be waiting for me soon," he mumbled. It was true. His son would be up soon enough. "It'd be bad to see us like this at his age."

Lia smiled feeling his lils on her head, but it soon died. She didn't want to get up at the moment, but he was right, or he wanted her out of bed. She overstayed her welcome and she knew as much. She reluctantly sat up, using the sheets to cover herself as she got out of bed and went to go collect her clothes, only..

She picked up a scrap of what had been her dress. She had nothing to wear to leave his bedroom. "Umm... Razor?" She turned to him holdignthe scrap up. She couldn't leave like this... it was already bas enough people probably saw them leave together making out but leaving the Lord's chambers and not in her clothes... That already was causing her to panick. She wanted to leave but now she had to figure it out. She would have taken one of his shirts but she had no idea where they stood. It was awkward now.. and he did just kick her out of bed. It was getting worse for her by the minute and she was freaking out. This was a mistake.

Razor watched her amused at what she was doing in her attempt to leave before the young boy came in. She seemed to have forgotten that the clothes she wore before was not in... useable condition anymore. She looked so helpless it made her look delicious. "Don't worry," he said watching her. He waved his hand and created a portal to her bathroom so she could escape unnoticed and save her from the disgrace of a walk of real shame past all the servants. "I won't let people see you without clothing. It is safe."

His amber eyes were watching her like a hawk. He didn't really want her to go, but he was a father first.

Lia looked sheepishly at him as she looked to the portal he made for her. It was odd to think this really happened, but she was kinda grateful je saved her some humiliation. Servants probably already saw them come to his room, but at least they wouldn't have to see her stripped to know what happened. "Thank you," she said looking back at him. She wanted to stay in bed, but he wanted her out and she had to listen. Lia walked through the portal and arrived back in her room.

Vion appeared a couple minutes later looking for his father. He was wide awake and eager to spend time with him as he knocked for a moment but went in regardless. "Daddy!!!!" He was happy. He wondered what they would do now. At least he wasn't dressed so formally anymore.