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[info]itaril
*is not entirely sure how dinner came to involve getting on a plane and ending up at a restaurant by the seashore in the middle of the night*

*would also find it difficult to say precisely what she ate (for various reasons) or where all that wine went*

Current Mood: enthralled
Current Music: (i.e. tipsy)
Tags: celegorm, idril

 
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From: [info]tyelcormo Date: 07/19/2007 09:15:11  

where all that wine went

*not in his glass, that's for sure*

*steps out of the restaurant and sets his jacket on your shoulders*

*slips one arm around you as you seem to be having a bit of difficulty walking* *smirks* I can't take you anywhere, can I?
From: [info]itaril Date: 07/19/2007 09:18:39  

*leans against you a little and sighs* But I had the loveliest time! It's really very lovely here. *looking around the empty street* Where is everyone? I should think everyone lovely would like to be in a lovely town as lovely as this one.
From: [info]tyelcormo Date: 07/19/2007 09:25:54  

*laughs* It's five in the morning, Princess. *guiding you down a side street* Only the most determined predators revelers are still about at this hour.
From: [info]itaril Date: 07/19/2007 09:29:10  

Five? *walks with you in silence for a while*

*yawns* Five in the morning? *without a care* Oh, dear. I'm meant to arrive home in the morning. Are we going home? *offhandedly* 's a lovely home.
From: [info]tyelcormo Date: 07/19/2007 09:34:56  

's a lovely home.

Don't I know it.

*tightens his hold on you* I couldn't bear to give you up so easily, darling. Surely home can wait a little longer?

*stops walking in front of some swanky hotel and opens the door for you*
From: [info]itaril Date: 07/19/2007 09:39:41  

*goes inside and looks around the lobby* *innocently* Are we staying here? It's very...?

*giggles suddenly and loudly and claps her hand over her mouth at the sound* I've forgotten Agnes, I think. *looks up at you with wide, serious eyes* I can't stay, Turco. I really can't. Mama would kill me.
From: [info]tyelcormo Date: 07/19/2007 09:43:14  

It's very...?

*amusedly lightly* Lovely?

Mama would kill me.

Yes, I daresay she would.

Don't you trust me, my sweet? *takes your hand firmly in his and walks over to the front desk, where he books the royal suite* *gives their names very clearly and precisely*
From: [info]itaril Date: 07/19/2007 09:49:08  

Don't you trust me?

*never learned that sage adage that says you never trust anyone who asks that question* *at least not unless you're the world's most gullible sap* *...*

my sweet

*melts* You're so very good to me. *squeezes your hand*
From: [info]tyelcormo Date: 07/19/2007 09:57:15  

*leads the way to the lift*

*leans close to you once inside, one arm fencing you in, his lips very near your ear* Why shouldn't I be? *idly* I've had such a boring good time tonight, Itarillë. *trails his fingers down along your arm* Nearly perfect.
From: [info]itaril Date: 07/19/2007 10:01:27  

*is so mesmerised by you she hardly remembers to breathe*

*glances past you as the doors open* *timidly* Nearly?
From: [info]tyelcormo Date: 07/19/2007 10:06:20  

*steps out, not responding, as though he hasn't heard you*

*unlocks the door to the suite and goes inside* *drops his keys and things on a table and walks through the rooms, taking stock of everything*

*returns to you* *smiling kindly hahahahaha* This'll do fine, I think. I'll take that bedroom...? *points* And this one through here will be yours.
From: [info]itaril Date: 07/19/2007 10:08:12  

*lets out a breath she didn't realize she was holding*

*can't look at you* *stammers* And you don't...I mean...you won't...or...?
From: [info]tyelcormo Date: 07/19/2007 10:12:58  

*catches up your hand and lays it against his chest* *bites his lip to keep from laughing outright*

What kind of rogue do you take me for, my dear? *kisses your hand*
From: [info]itaril Date: 07/19/2007 10:17:18  

*can't tell whether she's more relieved or disappointed, which of course makes her blush even harder*

*weakly* I really must hurry home, first thing tomorrow...I mean whenwewakeup. All right?
From: [info]tyelcormo Date: 07/19/2007 10:23:26  

*looks at you looking at him and is quite satisfied with the knowledge that you would happily do anything at all that might strike his fancy*

Whatever I you wish, Princess. But before you leave, and well after you're due back in Ondolindë, I'll call Turukáno to explain How Things Are. *holds both of your hands in his and gazes at you searchingly*
From: [info]itaril Date: 07/19/2007 10:25:49  

*breathlessly* Things? Between you and me, do you mean? <333 OME
From: [info]tyelcormo Date: 07/19/2007 10:30:26  

Something like that.

*figures now would probably be a good time to suck it up and take one for Team Turco*

*cups your face in his hands and kisses you deeply* *pulling away* Good night, lovely girl.

*turns and goes into his bedroom* *and locks his door in case you decide you simply can't restrain yourself any longer*
From: [info]itaril Date: 07/19/2007 10:32:20  

*may just die of sheer happiness*

*but hopefully not before the wedding and the ten babies and and and and*
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