[PRP] Honor Me (Soren/Nergui)

[ramenli]

There was something soothing about simply taking care of his things. He did not possess a great many of them, but he tended to aim for things with a good quality and focused on things that he needed. Therefore they were worth the care. His pelt was freshly combed, the dirt and grit of everyday wear beaten out of it, and there was a simple feeling of pride in it's upkeep. His gauntlet gleamed, carefully oiled and polished until he could actually catch bits of his reflection in it. Now he was working on his shin guards, buffing out the minor scratches and not disturbed in the least by the utter silence of his abode.

A noise at his doorway alerted him and his head jerked up, muscles tensing slightly at the shadowed figure before he relaxed at the voice. It was who she was, with the outline, but it was hard to make out the details from the way the light hit her, and so he carefully set aside his work to stand, motioning for her to come in. "Priestess," he said simply, voice rougher than usual from disuse. It was a sure sign that he probably needed to get out more, that at heart he was still somewhat reclusive when not called on to fulfill his duties.

As he drew closer he began to make out the finer details of her appearance. Her hair escaping it's normal styling, dress in a slight manner of disarray revealing her still healing shoulder. In another circumstance she would look enticing like that, but considering she had just shown up at his door, despite sounding fine, it was more concerning than anything else. His demeanor shifted slightly, more business-like and concerned. "Can I assist you?"  

[ramenli]

The slide of her fingertips, soft against his chest, calmed him. The hint of promise to the action, to the look in her eyes, was enough to let him know that all was well enough. She seemed to have plans of her own and he held still as her hands moved behind his neck, leaning slightly in as she brushed her lips over his throat. At her mention of a request his mind took an interesting turn and he inwardly smiled, already thinking of the different ways he could fulfill her request. He simply let out a low hum in response, hands settling on her hips as he waited for her to inform him of her request.

Then she spoke of a mission, voice more serious than it had been previously, and he force himself to refocus on things such as missions, trying not to be quite so swayed by the warm pressed against him or the look in her eye. Soren leaned down, lips almost brushing her ear when he finally spoke, voice low and quiet. "How can I help you Priestess?"  

[ramenli]

That was a type of greeting that the stallion could appreciate, and he took a moment to savor it, bending his neck to give her better access and thoroughly enjoying himself. It was not very helpful in helping him focus on the issues at hand, but if she was taking the time for a kiss then it was not a dire situation.

She pulled away slightly and he straightened, trying not to think of too many plans for if she decided to stay the night, and instead waited to hear what she had to say. The smile leveled at him had his mind racing to try to think of what promenade she was talking about, and the only answer that came to mind was slightly confusing to him, evident by the look on his face as well as his tone. "The students'?"

It really was perplexing to him. By nature he was not a sociable creature, and to socialize with Halloween foals was not his top choice of things to do. Naturally if there was decent company and it was requested of him he could make an exception. But first he simply needed to clarify what was actually being asked of him.  

[ramenli]

He rather doubted the amount of elegance the students could provide, but so far as fun went, it was a possibility. And while he was not often considered wonderful companionship in a social setting, his limited vocal skills occasionally being called into question, he also would put his company above a students. It was nothing to boast about, like being the smart one in a group of idiots, but he at least would not feel bad to committing to the event under these circumstances.

Even without her lips pressed against his hand he would have said yes, and the fact that she was asking so earnestly removed any lingering doubt. Still there were questions in his mind, things that he wanted to know before he committed fully. "Those the only things you desire?"

So maybe he was going to try to twist things a bit to his advantage. But really, with her body pressed against his it would be hard for him to not let his mind drift at least slightly. "You'll have me the whole night."