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Oh, right. Penthouses and private taxis are the name of the game for the ambassador, and there's no reason to be surprised by yet another display of luxury and power. But it's hard not to feel like a fish out of water, or worse, like arm candy meant to fawn and coo over finery, caring only for the material. Luka wonders how she looks to an outsider; if one didn't know any better, would they think she's in this for what Remiel can provide? Does he think that? Hopefully not, though it's true that she's enjoyed the opportunity and splendor.[break][break]

Though when that's all stripped away, at the end of it she really only cares about him.[break][break]

"I'm sure I will," is all she says, craning her neck so she can smile up at him. There's no need for him to be bogged down by the silly thoughts that flutter like moths at the back of her skull. Luka offers the driver a polite nod and another smile before allowing Remiel to escort her inside. She clambers in quickly, eager to escape the cold.[break][break]

Luka immediately scoots over to the window, hands pressed against the glass like a child while she peers outwards. For a moment, the implications of their trip are forgotten as the taxi lurches into the air and the ground falls away beneath them. The city lights are reflected in her emerald eyes when she finally turns back to her date, happiness carved into the corners of an upturned mouth.[break][break]

"Thank you, by the way. For, um, for the opera and...everything." A heavy blush crawls upon her face. "I've had a, um...a wonderful time tonight."

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Despite its luxurious appearance, this style of living isn't anything special to the ambassador. Frankly, he envies those who live outside of it for being able to maneuver in the world without the constant stress of paparazzi (or worse) hanging over their head. Though its convenience is noteworthy, the only time he really finds value in his lifestyle is when he shares it with someone deserving.

How lucky he is, then, to have met and acquired the affections of such a bright and beautiful force. Particularly when he had been languishing in one of his darkest lows for some time. When he looked back on things, he wondered if fate had always meant for them to meet.

Of course, Remiel can't know what she's thinking. Not yet. But he hopes Luka doesn't take his offerings and shows of devotion for anything other than what they are: well-earned opulence for a soul that was filled to the brim with kindness, despite the wickedness in the world.

He settles in the seat beside her as the carriage door is closed behind them, and their driver climbs the ladder upon its side to remount the Corviknight. Gazing over to his date as she gapes at the view outside, the prince smiles. She's so charming, and he admires her awed reflection in the window as it mingles with the rising view of the city skyline.

When she turns back to face him, Remiel doesn't bother to suppress that warm smile either. Instead, he reaches out to grasp her hand again, holding it up so that his lips may kiss the back of her palm, before dropping them at his lap. "I've had a wonderful night, too. I'm a lucky man to have your company... so there's no need to thank me." He assures her softly over the wingbeat of their ride.

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POSTED ON Jan 10, 2022 5:41:39 GMT

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Remiel knows how to turn on a dime. From debonair to dominant, and right back to his princely charm. It's silly to be flustered by such a thing now, she thinks, but she can't help the butterflies that swoop in her stomach when he innocently kisses her hand, nor the roses that bloom upon freckled cheeks.[break][break]

She's becoming increasingly cognizant of just how small of a space remains between them, the confines of their taxi forcing them into close proximity. And she hasn't forgotten anything that transpired between them in that darkened opera box, nor the promise that waits for them at Remiel's penthouse.[break][break]

He's so charming now, just like she's used to. Calm and poised, not a hair out of place. But Luka knows what he's like when the lights go out and that careful composure slips a notch. Greedily, she wants to see it again. And again, and again. She squirms a little, and glances back out the window.[break][break]

"I do though," she insists, mostly to distract herself. "Y-you say you're lucky but I...I think you're mistaken, Monsieur. I'm definitely the lucky one." A soft laugh breezes past strawberry lips. "I mean you're...you're amazing! And I— " Teeth worry her bottom lip as she gives voice to the insecurities that have plagued her all this time. "Sorry, um. I'm not t-trying to...that is! Erm, I just mean...I feel like you could be with anyone you wanted so why...why me?"

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POSTED ON Jan 10, 2022 7:15:52 GMT

Fingers lace themselves softly with her own as she speaks, eyes fixed on their clasped hands while Remiel listens. The sight of the Slateport skyline and the dark ocean horizon beyond its bay isn't as impressive to the ambassador anymore. He's much more invested in her words; in offering an affectionate squeeze when he sees past the veil of her laughter and acknowledges her sentiments.

The reflection of the carriage window aids in his understanding, her expression belying a sense of casual chit-chat with worry and insecurity.

Silence fills the inside of the cab for a brief moment, but he speaks before too long. "Luka," He starts softly, loosening his fingers from own to wrap his hand over her own instead. Like a warm blanket, it settles.

The prince turns to her afterward, waiting for her to look at him back before he continues. "I'm really not as amazing as you think, but... being with you... it truly does inspire me to be that way." He confesses, his thumb idly tracing circles on the top of her hand. Embarrassment rears its ugly head at the sappy admission, however, and he flits his eyes away.

"I don't share my private life often with others... so I don't often have moments like these, like the ones I'm having with you... and even if I could have anyone I wanted," Isra back from the unknown. Illeana free from Silph Co. and its CEO. "I don't want to deny myself the experience of being in your company... and seeing where else that might take us."

He smiles at the thought, turning to look back at her as he gently caresses her hand. "Is that something you want, too?"

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POSTED ON Jan 10, 2022 7:55:53 GMT

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As silence falls between them Luka sits and stews in the regret of asking such a pointed question. She worries she's ruined the mood, or at least shifted it from the point of their journey. But she can't help herself; if she truly is to give herself to him completely, she wants to know that this won't end with cold hands and another empty bed.[break][break]

Her gaze reluctantly flits back to his, drawn in by the hand that fits so perfectly over hers. In the end Remiel's answer is vague and unsatisfying, but she accepts it for now. If he is as private as he says then she won't push it. She can only hope that she might imprint herself onto his heart the same way he has, that the way he feels for her is just as sweetly tender as she hopes. The odds are stacked against her, but hope is the drug of choice for fools like her.[break][break]

"It, um...yes, it is. I...I'm happy, being with you! I adore it, every second. S-so that's why I..." She's a far more open book, giving hints by the score as to her regard. Luka wears her heart on her sleeve and carves pieces of it off for everyone she meets. Perhaps this cheapens her love, or perhaps it makes it all the more selfless.[break][break]

"W-what I mean is!" She feels silly with embarrassment, and Remiel's hand around hers is all that keeps them from flying up to hide her crimson face. "I'm not trying to say...t-that is, um! No matter where it leads, I'd like to walk this road along with you. Because you— woah!"[break][break]

The taxi lurches suddenly, caught in a gust of wind that sets it rocking precariously. The couple is thrown to one side of the cab, and Luka topples forward into Remiel's lap. It's a position she's intimately familiar with now. Flustered, she pushes herself up and falls against his chest instead, heart hammering in her chest over the faint sound of the driver's shouted apology.

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POSTED ON Jan 10, 2022 8:59:57 GMT

A part of him wants to go on. A part of him wants to continue exploring the way Luka makes him feel and voice these discoveries— even if only to quell the insecurity and anxiety radiating off of her like static.

Unfortunately, he recognizes this part of him as the same that succumbed to Isra's transitory love. The same that attempted, in vain, to seize Illeana for himself until it all came crashing down around them. So he pushes this part of him down, not eager to get burned again by an overpouring of affection.

In light of that, however, the pink-haired belle's words still strike a chord past the mental defenses he's erected. He watches her explain herself with pure affection in his eyes, nearly opening his mouth to quell that bout of adorable, nervous ranting with a reassuring word or two.

But, suddenly, the carriage lurches sideways, sending Luka crashing into him when their bodies shift to the other side of the cab.

Despite the suddenness of it all, Remiel is quick to wrap her in his arms and ensure she is okay. A worried once over with his eyes settles onto her own after he's made sure. They linger there, however, when he feels the pitter-patter of her heartbeat against his chest.

Staring up at him from there, so flushed and doe-eyed, the royal can't help but sink helplessly into his affection for the girl once more. She's a sweetheart beyond belief, and her devotion for him feeds his soul far more potently than she knows.

Like the sound of flapping wings and whistling winds in the background, the driver's apology fades as the two stay absorbed in their little moment. It only transitions when Remiel reaches up, placing his warm palm soft against her cheek before he leans in to sweetly kiss her lips. Bliss; incarnate.

Perhaps this kiss can better communicate how he feels about her than his words ever could, he thinks. Adjusting his posture into something more comfortable, his hands wrap around her waist in a firm hug as they lay together. Though the sincere locking of lip continues, the prince only parts for a brief moment when a few of those words stubbornly rise to the surface anyway.

"I find you extraordinary, Luka..." He whispers, eyelids inching open to gauge her reaction so closely. Their noses touch, rubbing against each other softly. "You bring delight into my life in everything you say and do, dove... and you should know that."

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POSTED ON Jan 10, 2022 10:04:48 GMT

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Doubt and anxiety claw at her gut like wild beasts, but Remiel manages to keep the monsters at bay with nothing but his embrace. Fear is hard to quell, but each avid kiss soothes her frightened heart like magic spells. Luka finds herself growing greedier as they melt into each other, one hand winding around his neck, the other curled into his shirt, right above his heart. There's nowhere else she would rather be, she realizes, than in his arms; to know she's already so devoted to him is quite a frightening thing, but she accepts it in the hopes it might one day be reciprocated.[break][break]

Every saccharine word further seals her fate. "Everything?" Luka giggles, so easily flattered, and peppers his face with dozens of fleeting smooches like the stroke of angel wings. "Now you're just spoiling me."[break][break]

But she doesn't hate it. In fact, she seems pleased as punch as she sinks into him, finding his lips again for a long and reverent kiss. Luka returns his affection tenfold, lips soft and yielding as they part under his command. When they pull apart again she smiles against his mouth, her voice a pleasant hum. "But I guess...y-you did, um, prove that already..."[break][break]

Here she tries to be a little coy, though it sounds a bit unnatural from one so sweetly earnest. She's already embarrassed by being so bold out loud, so her eyes flutter closed as she seeks his lips out once again to force herself into silence.

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POSTED ON Jan 10, 2022 23:56:40 GMT

Dim gray clouds silently whisk by the carriage outside. The kingdom of lights and towers below is quite stunning, but it seems the pair would rather delight in the sight of themselves instead. Remiel, for one, is thoroughly bewitched by his elegant date. It shows in the way his hands slightly wander, admiring her curves as their lips continue to sweetly treat each other.

"Yes," He chuckles lightly under the barrage of soft pecks she showers his countenance with. "Everything." Sneaking in a swift pair of loving smooches himself, Remiel smiles as he feels the comfortable weight of her body lean closer. "If I find it to be true, then I'm the one being spoiled, mademoiselle." He reminds her.

As if to prove the fact herself, Luka blesses him with another adoring kiss, and the two settle into it rather cozily. For almost as long as the first they'd ever shared, within that treehouse cabin miles away in Fortree, they linger in it. Remiel thinks back to it fondly, though he is also remined of grappling with the thought of involving himself with her at all.

Though his mind percolates with thrill at their connection, and her coy words, the brief reminder of those thoughts still manages to plant the seed of his next inquiry.

She kisses him again, and he returns the gesture with pleasure, but cuts it short as his face parts from hers by a few mere inches. Whispering against her, he speaks:

"And you don't find me... distasteful, after what we just experienced? I'm much more than just the man you see on the surface, Luka..." Not all of it intrinsically good.

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POSTED ON Jan 11, 2022 1:56:04 GMT

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Luka blinks in surprise when he pulls back abruptly, staring down at him and trying to keep her gaze off of the lips she desperately wants to kiss again. "Eh..." It takes her a moment to work out what he means, and even then the implications that lay between the lines are lost on her. "Oh, um..."[break][break]

She understands his trepidation; she knows full well how she comes across. She seems such an innocent thing, and delicate, as though made of porcelain. What simmers below the surface is an anthesis to the purity she seems to radiate; an angel who willingly sheds her halo at night.[break][break]

Her head comes to rest under his chin, cheek to chest. It's still embarrassing to say as much out loud, so she snuggles her face against him to muffle her voice. "I don't...dislike it," she admits, clutching the front of his shirt tighter. "If I...i-if I felt that way I wouldn't...be here with you, like this." She chances a peek at his face, though tucks her head away a moment after.[break][break]

"I want to get to know you better...everything about you. That, um...t-that includes this kind of thing, too. Because I trust you, and...I, um. I-I want this, too."

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POSTED ON Jan 11, 2022 2:53:46 GMT

Luka certainly radiated the kind of flowery, fairy-tale princess energy one could expect from a girl as cute and soft-spoken as her. He'd fallen for it when they'd first met. There was no doubt it wasn't part of her persona, making up a lot of what he found attractive in her. It was rather convenient for them that it fit quite well with his own public persona, too, he thought.

But Remiel had never been entirely fooled into thinking there wasn't something more... misbehaved, lurking beneath. He had a sixth sense for it, even if he didn't really need to. All humans had basic needs, after all.

His hand softly caresses her lower back as she answers, burying her face in his embrace. Not only do her words bring reason, but they serve to excite Remiel as well. Few things brought him such gratification than bringing her to be forward and admit her wants. Except for delivering and rewarding those wants, obviously.

The royal narrows his blue-grey eyes amorously upon her when she peeks up, and he smiles when she hides her face in his chest again, bending down to affectionately peck the top of her forehead with his lips. Not having had his fill there, however, Remiel proceeds by gently coaxing her face up from his chest, using a few well-placed fingers on her chin to keep it nice and still in front of his own.

"Is that so?"

He coos, slightly smug at the sight of her blushing cheeks and puppy-dog eyes. A beat hardly passes before he leans in to have a taste of her lips again, then proceeds by trailing these affections down onto her cheek and neck. His hand squeezes a pound of warm flesh behind her as the sound of his smooching and sucking fills the cab.

"I trust you, too, dove... and I want to get to know you in depth. Every quirk... every like and dislike... every inch of you..." There's a low growl in his throat as the tip of his teeth nibble, his lips daring to leave a hickey on her sweet, swan-like neck. A subtle claim. Though one he planned to stamp into her more intensely soon.

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POSTED ON Jan 11, 2022 7:43:10 GMT

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If she's being honest, she has a little fun with it. It's a secret she keeps close to her chest, shared only with those she trusts enough to see it. There's a bit of a thrill to being underestimated, to looking ever the delicate flower while her roots are steeped in sin. And Remiel is lucky enough to pluck her petals and see right to the center of her.[break][break]

But her bashfulness is not feigned; even now it's difficult to be honest, and even harder to look at him after speaking so bluntly. Her beau coaxes her up regardless, a firm hand drawing her face to meet his, their lips engaging in another familiar dance. Luka shifts a little in the seat, loosely straddling his hips and sinking further and further into Remiel's embrace with every soft caress. If he's not careful, she might just start purring.[break][break]

She does release a contented sigh when his lips travel to her neck, though it shifts into a squeak when his hand roams lower. They really are quite alike; one hiding behind pastel skirts and angelic smiles, the other through a chilling countenance that stings like ice. Perhaps she's melted that cool exterior just a little; is she allowed to think that might make her special?[break][break]

"Okay," she agrees— as though she has any other choice. He's charmed her thoroughly. Luka gasps when teeth meet the soft skin of her throat, leaving behind the proof of Remiel's affection. Her hand winds through his hair, fingers threaded through raven locks and gently tugging. "We have all the time in the world to...t-to figure it out together."[break][break]

If only she knew.

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POSTED ON Jan 11, 2022 23:44:07 GMT

Firm hands invite her warm body to straddle him further, and his hips grind upward against her in rich slow motion, eager to share the fruits of her labor. This was only a prelude to what he desired to give her, of course, and to stretch it out any longer was torture. That intensity showed in the way he gripped her, and suckled against her neck before parting from her with a breathless gasp.

The tug her dainty fingers give his thick black hair sparks something in Remiel. He plants soft pecks on the fresh, wet mark he's left in the wake of his adoration. "Mhm.." He answers in a murmur, though he knows his impatience will prompt him to practice haste anyway.

In the meantime, his half-lidded gaze shifts over to the sight outside their window: the Noble Covert Hotel just nearby as their flying taxi maneuvers itself to land on the helipad just above his penthouse. "We're here..."

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A soft hum rises in the back of her throat, vibrations thrumming like hummingbird wings against Remiel's lips. The mark staining her skin is almost the same shade as her blush, a faint pink that'll soon settle and bruise. She'll have to cover it later, hiding behind turtlenecks or concealer, and isn't that a shame? To conceal the proof of such a wonderful night is almost sad.[break][break]

Then again, it's rather thrilling to have a secret to share, and more than just a memory to remind her of it.[break][break]

The windows of their cab begin to steam over as their overture begins, but it's brought to a halt with a glance and a word. "Eh? Oh..." Luka lifts her head and straightens the front of her dress, tucking a few stray curls behind her ear. Suddenly, she's very eager for the ride to end.[break][break]

Only she sits up too fast, hitting her head on the low roof of the cab. She lets out a soft chirp of pain and falls right back down into Remiel's lap like a scene from a cliched anime, stuck in this precarious position when the chauffeur dismounts and opens the carriage door.

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oslo

the crown prince

masculine

twenty-eight

may 20

hammerlocke, galar

heterosexual

archaeologist

aqua/ex-admin

6'2" height

born under a bad sign with a blue moon in my eyes

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POSTED ON Jan 12, 2022 6:21:23 GMT

Remiel straightens in his seat and fixes his collar as they prepare to land soon. When Luka hits her head against the ceiling of the cab with a dull thud, however, he immediately stifles a shocked chuckle before tending to her. "Darling, are you okay?" He asks, one hand on her waist to steady her while the other tenderly inspects her head for any bumps.

The fact that she sits on his lap doesn't go overly regarded by the prince. The heat that lingers there between them has melded some time ago, finding a natural zone of pristine comfort that he didn't care to see end. The same, however, cannot be said for their chauffeur as he opens the cab door and blinks with embarrassment.

"M-My apologies, sir. Madame." He stutters, immediately looking away and gesturing towards the elevator on the other side of the helipad. "We've arrived, ahem..."

Where others might find awkwardness in the situation, however, Remiel smirks; amused. He turns back to Luka with that smug countenance, sweetly pinching her cheek before his hand pats her thigh. "Let's go."

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fish

sleeping beauty

she/her

July 15

lumiose city, kalos

bisexual

public relations

rising star

446 height

she looks like, if you bit her, honey and milk would flow from her

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