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The SLATEPORT OPERA HOUSE certainly wasn't filled to capacity tonight. Small groups of Slateport's aristocratic elite— those who bothered to brave the cold to come here, anyway— filled some of the orchestra seats below. Each of them were spaced out from each other almost perfectly.

Remiel, however, had reserved a private opera box from which he could enjoy tonight's performance of La bohème with Luka alone. It came with a complimentary bottle of Château Poirot that their waiter had used to fill their wine glasses at the start. Now that they were nearing the end of Act II, those wine glasses sat near empty on small, round tables placed beside their comfortable chairs.

Still dressed in their formal attire from the WINTER BALL they'd attended earlier— sans Remiel's top hat, which had been given away on a bet he'd lost— the pair watched the performance from above while cuddled close together. A dramatic vibrato rings out throughout the theatre as Musetta and Marcello fall rapturously into each other's arms on stage.

It's at that moment that Remiel turns to his date and smiles, simply admiring her exquisite beauty.

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She's never been to the opera before.[break][break]

As a young adult she thought she'd lost the last of her firsts. But that's not quite true, is it? There's a first time for everything.[break][break]

Music crescendos and swells around them in an uproarious end to the second act, and Luka's on the edge of her seat as she watches. While Remiel casts coy glances her way, her gaze is transfixed on the scene before them. Love spills out onstage as a passionate duet, laughter rings, joy is made incarnate through song. Her eyes are wide, drinking it all in, completely swept up in the awe of such an engaging performance.[break][break]

But her hand remains in his, squeezing tightly when the song finally ends. It only separates to allow her applause to join the rest of the audience, and settles back into place when the opera resumes.[break][break]

As the strains of the next scene begin she finally turns to him, her smile beatific.[break][break]

"It's amazing," Luka gushes in a whisper, "Don't you think? Oh! The performance is so good, and their singing, and those costumes...and it's so romantic, don't you think? My goodness..." Laughter floats in the air between them, a musical chime quickly muted so as not to disturb the other patrons.[break][break]

"Thank you for taking me." Luka leans in to kiss his cheek, always a little timid when it comes to making the first move. "I love it, really! Every second."

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Seeing her in such a state of excitement and joyous wonder should be enough, he thinks. In fact, it is enough. But still Remiel finds himself wanting more. More than just treating her to a show. More than just holding her hand. He wants to show her the world, and all the beautiful things in it.

"I had feeling you'd like the opera," He smiles, chuckling as she leans over from her seat and thanks him with a kiss on the cheek. Before she can pull back, however, he gently frames her face with a hand before leaning in himself and returning the gesture softly.

"Mm..."

Perhaps it's the glass of wine that prompts him to continue kissing her face after a beat, landing haphazard smooches at the corner of her mouth and chin before stopping and quietly laughing to himself. "I shouldn't distract you, should I? It's just that I've seen this show dozens of times over and, well... I just can't seem to get enough of you." He admits, parting from her face.

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POSTED ON Jan 5, 2022 9:05:39 GMT

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She does like the opera. But more than that she enjoys spending time with him, no matter what they're doing. He could have taken her to a cheap diner after the ball and she'd have been content, so long as she's in his company.[break][break]

Instead he continues to top himself with each and every outing. And in comparison, Luka feels that she has little to offer. No fancy treehouse, no tickets to a show or connections to exclusive clubs and restaurants. She can only pray that her company is enough, as inadequate as it is.[break][break]

And Remiel continues to give, peppering her face with a flurry of soft kisses. The words that follow are steeped in as much tenderness, and they make her face glow. Her gaze slides back towards the stage but this time, it's only a temporary distraction. Soft emerald fixes upon him once again, a smile curling into the corners of her mouth.[break][break]

"Me neither," comes her whispered confession. Slowly, sweetly, her lips find his, joining them in a kiss that swells along with the orchestra.

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Though he's careful, and conscious of his tendency to get swept up in her (after the events of their first kiss), Luka indulges him anyway. Her lips meet his with rapturous delight, inspiring a pleased hum from the royal before he returns the gesture twofold: kissing her more profoundly than he had ever kissed her before.

In this shared blitz of passion, Remiel notes that she tastes like sweet cranberry and red wine. Their tongues touch in the midst of that— brief, but electric and exquisite. When they meet again, however, they do so with more determination, curious about the soft heat the other shares, desperate to chase down that elusive liquid lightning that ran between them.

His hand finds the soft landscape of her thigh again, skin-on-skin contact made impossible through a thin barrier of silk. Regardless, the warmth his palm and fingers provide manage to seep through as though there were nothing there anyway. Softly, he squeezes and caresses, continuing to claim her mouth for as long as she'll allow him while the opera continues below.

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Luka sinks into his kiss like a warm bath. It feels so natural, so right, lips moving in tandem along with a silver tongue and the faintest scrape of teeth. A hand moves boldly across a satin-clad thigh, pressing warmth into her skin. The music seems to slow and fade around them, indistinguishable against the beating of her heart, slowing the moment into one trapped in time.[break][break]

But she does pull back eventually, giving in to that pesky need for air. The breaths she takes are short and shallow, her mouth still hovering faintly over his.[break][break]

"Remiel..." She breathes his name against his lips, staring into cobalt eyes that almost look black under the dim lights.[break][break]

For a moment she feels like she's right back on that couch in Fortree, standing on the same precipice that might just lead to ruin. But this time, her steps lead to a gentle descent. Lips find his again— greedy, hungry. Her arms wind around his neck and she curses the armrests that keep her from falling completely into him.[break][break]

If she's going to fall, she's going to do it spectacularly.

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He slightly groans with displeasure when the act of breathing compels them to briefly part. She graces him with his name afterwards, and he reaches up as if to catch it, tenderly grazing his thumb over the contour of her lips as they look into each other's eyes. Their hot breaths mingle in the air between them; intoxicating.

"Luka..."

Greedy. Hungry. Perhaps it might be a little perverse, he thinks, but Remiel's relishes to see he has that sort of effect on her. That pesky armrest is folded upwards and out of their way shortly after she leans in to have her fill of his kisses again. He returns those affections just a little more passionately each time; a slow burn simmering before it becomes a roaring flame.

Meanwhile, his roaming hand fails to breach the gap of her thighs as it had done once before, impatient against the barrier her otherwise lovely dress presents. So, instead, his hand gently grasps her own, before slowly guiding it across his own thigh and onto the consequence of her affections.

Their lips part again, and he nuzzles his face close against her own as he smooches her neck. It's faint, but there's a slight moan in his voice as he whispers in her ear. "I'm aching for you... I have been."

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With each kiss she loses herself a little more, enraptured and entranced as though under a spell. She relishes every pass of lips and tongue, the warmth of an embrace that makes her feel special, cared for, adored. It's selfish of her, she knows, but she wants more of it, to capture each moment like lightning bugs and keep them on her shelf.[break][break]

Luka swallows thickly when Remiel moves her hand to his thigh, understanding the implication before her fingers reach it. She sucks in a shuddering breath and exhales through her nose, falling still for a moment like a scared rabbit.[break][break]

"Eh...here?" The whisper comes as more of a squeak as her eyes frantically dart around them, searching for those that might stare and leer and judge. But the boxes neighboring them are empty, and the need laced through Remiel's whispered pleading is compelling. Her palms hold a promise of salvation, and she bestows it upon him as though she were divine.[break][break]

Luka fumbles in the dark like an intoxicated teenager; too eager, too rash, judgement clouded by the honey wine that had flowed between joined lips. Her head cants to the side, presenting a canvas on which Remiel can continue to paint his affection. She earns every drop with each gentle touch, hesitance giving way to the fervent need to please. Soft caresses turn into rustling fabric and the clink of metal teeth.[break][break]

She blushes heavily in the dark and pauses, just for a moment, before fingers curl around the elephant in the room.

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His lips brush against her rosy cheek softly before he nods. When Remiel whispers his affirmation, it emerges as a slightly husky exhale, leaving the pleasant tingle of his hot breath against her skin.

"Yes, here... now."

Fingers guide her own into squeezing a little more firmly as he speaks. Soft, dainty fingers sullied holding onto something that was anything but: a totem waiting to spring in her honor.

Something had been rising within him. He sensed it first at the treehouse when they'd had their first kiss. And he was sensing it again now, rising in tandem with the heat Luka held in her grasp. It even bled through into his voice: every low rumble in his throat, every stifled moan, every hushed groan, even the very act of breathing.

It was desire that smoldered against her, shimmering off the royal like heat rising from asphalt. It was selfishness. Assertion. Wickedness mixed with adoration and lust.

And it was easy enough to blame her for it.

But, even if he only allowed himself the realization for less than a half a second, Remiel knew these were symptoms of a deeper need, more than anything. A void left in his heart by a raven-haired woman what seemed like ages ago. Acts of desperation that came howling out from it like evils from Pandora's Box.

Luka was the cure, he reasoned, in this haze of passion. Luka had enough light and love for both of them. And even the act of muddying that light with his perversions was something thrilling. Because, in the end, all he cared to do in that moment was claim her— or have her claim him with a show of devotion.

That moment is blessed to arrive with a hushed rustle of fabric and a slow, subtle unzip. His cloak is gently parted from his lap afterward, though one side of it is left draped across Luka's back in the event of a quick conceal. Until then, however, he wants to see.

Fingers sail gently through velvety strands of pink hair as he tucks them behind her ear— his last act of devoted esteem for the belle before he submits himself to her entirely. The opera music fades into the ether afterwards, timid in the face of their act.

And the prince leans back in his chair when she prompts his breath to shudder with sweet, divine application.

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Swelling music comes to a climactic end as the curtain falls on Alcindoro and the dim lights of the theatre raise to full to signal intermission. At the same time, Luka's head pops up with the frantic speed of a student caught dozing in class. Her posture is rigid, eyes wide as they stare straight ahead. A moment later though and she's dissolving into giggles, levity cutting through the tension that remains between herself and Remiel.[break][break]

Because this is absurd, it really is. She's nervous, excited, and enthralled all at once, leaning in to kiss him softly while a hand reverently strokes the curve of his jaw. It's a return of the promise he'd offered her moments ago, and assurance that she's ready to take him up on it.[break][break]

"Can we, um..." Now is the best time to leave, while the halls fill with other patrons and their presence won't seem unnatural. "Should we go...back to your place?"[break][break]

The opera is lovely— she'll have to come back to enjoy it properly someday. For her partner is lovelier, and there's very little that could compel her to stay inside the opera box any longer than necessary. Need still pools in the pit of her stomach, quickly growing uncomfortable while they gather their things. While Remiel goes to collect her capelet she pulls out a compact from her purse, swiping on another coat of lipstick, tucking away a few bubblegum curls that have come undone.[break][break]

By the time he returns she looks preened and polished once again, but the corners of her mouth curl with a secret that only the two of them share.

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The sound of her breathless laughter brings a gentle smile to Remiel's expression as light fills the once dark theatre for the opera's intermission. He supposed their little experience just now had been fairly silly, especially considering the setting. But he'd be lying if he said it wasn't part of the thrill either.

When she leans in to kiss him, the royal accepts and returns her affections gladly. He can read her nervousness, her giddiness, her irresistible capacity for lust, so easily through the electricity that sparks between their lips and tongue. To see it settle into an active need to go, however, serves to widen the prince's smile into a debonair smirk as he lightly traces her lip with his thumb.

"Let's."

The two hurry to make themselves decent again as the crowd continues to applaud the end of Act II down below. When Remiel finishes zipping himself back up securely, and ensuring an indecent mark is covered with the wings of his cape, he straightens his hair with a quick swipe of his hand before turning to his pink-haired belle. Then, with a proud gleam in his eye, he gently seizes her hand and tugs her out into the hallway.

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Her capelet fastens securely around her neck, her purse dangles over one arm, and she carefully smoothes out her skirt. With that, Luka's as ready as she'll ever be, and she eagerly takes Remiel's hand as he pulls her out of the box and into the hall. Around them comes the faint buzz and chatter of opera patrons, all oblivious to the couple's scandalous intent as they hurry through the halls of the opera house.[break][break]

Luka laughs again as Remiel sweeps her through the building, the train of her dress undulating behind them like a moonlit river. She feels like Cinderella, stolen away by her prince before the clock can strike midnight. The hand entwined with hers is solid, warm, and safe, and she'd let it lead her anywhere.[break][break]

In fact, she's not quite sure where Remiel's taking her. Your place, she had said, but where is that? The treehouse back in Fortree? That's quite the ways away, and she can hardly wait that long. As they near the exit doors Luka tugs on her beau's sleeve, casting him a quizzical glance before they step outside.

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He guides her through the crowd by hand with purposeful steps, catching nearly every glance and stare that shifts to look at them... to look at her. Most of these leering eyes belong to lecherous sorts who'd been dragged to the show by a friend, relative, or spouse. Luka's natural beauty, Remiel figures, serves as a pleasing distraction from the boredom eating away at their minds.

The prince isn't threatened by these onlookers, of course. It is smug pride that compels him to pull Luka closer against his arm as they walk, relishing the soft squish of her body against his as he smirks. She was his prize, after all. And he'd ensure she was well taken care of tonight.

The belle in question tugs on his sleeve as he pushes open the grand opera house door. The brisk night air washes over them like a wave as they exit, and they take a few mere steps outside before Remiel turns over his shoulder and slows to a stop. "What is it, dear?" He asks, his eyes sparkling with admiration at the sight of her in moonlight, glittering there like a star.

Overhead, a flying Corviknight taxi begins to descend from the sky, maneuvering itself for a landing in the designated pick-up and drop-off lot below.

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If anyone stares at them, she doesn’t notice. Remiel has captured her attention completely, and it’s only his gaze that she cares to keep on her. Does he feel the same? Look at me, she wants to tell him. Notice me only. But she lacks the nerve for such a bold declaration, and satisfies herself, for now, with the knowledge that at least for tonight, he’ll belong only to her.[break][break]
”Oh! Erm, I should have asked earlier…” She laughs sheepishly and winds her arm through his, pressing close to try and stave off the chilly night air. ”But where are we going, exactly?”[break][break]

It’s clear that she’s asking out of pure curiously, nothing more. She’d follow him anywhere. It’s a conviction that might lead to her undoing, but for now is one she holds dear. Her head rests against Remiel’s shoulder as the taxi descends, her cape and skirt billowing around them as powerful wings touch down to earth.

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may 20

hammerlocke, galar

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