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[centuriesinspired]

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[menphina]

[ They will be forced apart sooner or later and who knows how things will go once she's returned to her world. She already knows the risks— the pain that could and will follow...

But if it's for these moments, she doubts she'll regret living them for as long as she can have them. And if he's accepting it... she pauses to look at him holding her hand in return as she holds his and her ears lift up and flutter a bit. For once she's quiet, feeling that pulse of heat swarm through her and enter her cheeks, and she lowers her head with a quiet chuckle. ]

That's more than I thought I would get. I'd be the fool if I didn't accept that in return.

[ Her heart is racing, unable to control how excited this makes her. There's a lot she's considering and thinking over.. her behavior with her previous lovers won't do here. At the same time... the normalcy of something like this is just as necessary, and she lifts her gaze to meet his, as best as can be seen. ]

We can take it at whatever pace feels right, then. Though I'd be lying if I said... that's going to make me hold myself back in private.

[ He's still the protector of the Crystarium, their Crystal Exarch. She wouldn't want to compromise the image he's built around himself.

Lifting their joint hands, she presses a kiss to the back of his knuckles over his crystallised hand and smiles a little more brightly now. ]

... then all that's left to say is that I want to love you the way you haven't been able to, all this time. Whatever form that takes... I want to give you that. For as long as it can be given.

[ She's not asking for a Happily Ever After with him, or an admission of true love. That only exists in stories. What she wants is for him to experience some pleasure, some joy. And she wants to be given the chance to give it.

Her expression grows amused, though. ]

Calling you "Crystals" doesn't sound very affectionate now, though. But I'll stick to it since I imagine calling you my "beloved" is going to leave us both flustered. Unless... there's something else you'd rather I use?

[ He's from her world... did he have a name there? ]

IN WHICH THERE IS A TIME SKIP

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[ Hearing the word 'love' is an even greater cause for blushing, though this time his red cheeks surround a nervously excited smile. Holding back himself is growing increasingly impossible but her reminder is a welcome one, they can and most likely should take this at a gentle pace. He can reign in his own foolishness at least that much. ]

As long as you will allow me to do the same for you.

[ He isn't alone in putting others first at the expense of himself, after all. Perhaps that's what's drawn them together...

The question of pet names gets the exact sort of fluster she was talking about, the Exarch laughing and ducking his head briefly, even as his hands squeeze hers. ]

People will grow suspicious were you to stop calling me 'Crystals', I fear. They may assume you've grown cross with me. When we are alone, however...

[ He does have a name. Or he did. But perhaps now is a good time to exercise some of that restraint. He lets go just enough to hold his fingers to his lips, falling back into his normal, secretive self only this time offering an unspoken invitation for Megumi to be in on the secret. ]

...something to discuss in due time, after we've returned to the Crystarium. You've done a fine job reinvigorating me for the remainder of the journey back and if we were to linger any longer Lyna may well sense aught amiss and search for us personally.

[ And he keeps his word. Though there will always be certain things she cannot know, in the coming days he opens himself up with great care and only with the promise that they will remain between them and them alone. Being able to do so feels both like a risk and a comfort. He had bared all to Urianger once before in order to obtain his aid, but never again have they spoken of it. Why would they? To do so freely with Megumi, even sparingly, even in secret...

The weight lifts from his shoulders in those brief, blessed moments. That alone makes it all a risk worth taking. ]

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Aye.

[ That's all that needs to be said on that, but their return is otherwise uneventful after that. At the very least, she spares him the embarrassment of bridal carrying him all the way back—

Though the days past that are the ones she truly does cherish. Learning about him, bit by bit when they do chance to be alone— it's something she knows she can't be careless with. But as time progresses, she too welcomes him more and more until it becomes quite obvious to the others in the Crystarium that there's something happening. Nothing that they can immediately call out or discuss, but anyone with a sharp eye would notice the hidden smiles, the flick of her tail lingering close to him, or the fact that the Exarch would wander out from places no one would expect him to be in.

But she is responsible for his health, as she assigns herself to it, much to the whispered giggles of the others at the infirmary— and she enjoys it all anyway without giving away anything in particular. The Exarch's own elusiveness helps, and she laughs about it as she meets with him in the chambers past the Ocular.

Has it been moons already? Time feels so hard to gauge here, but the comfort forming there has been intensified with the moments of intensity in their intimacy. Even her appearance seems to have changed, now adopting more styles of the world they're currently in.

One night, as she's cleaning up with his medication to set the trays aside, she stretches as she looks over at him. ]

... so the little group of children that play as you added a new character to their story. The Radiant Dragon, protector of the moon. She's sending the Exarch on a quest to find the three magical stones of the shadows to save the Crystarium.

[ No prize for guessing where they got that inspiration from. ]

... they didn't know what a moon was, by the way. When I told them, they didn't believe me.

[ She turns and walks over to where he is, draping her arms around his shoulders from behind. ]

You should come play with them again. They like seeing you around, love.

[ And so does she, but that goes without saying. ]

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Moren may have a few illustrated tomes for them if you've made them curious enough. Though a drawing may not do the moon justice their imaginations will handle the rest.

[ As welcome a respite as Megumi's company is, the Exarch does not allow his work to fall behind. He is close now, having reached the Leveilleur twins several weeks ago (the greeting Alisaie gave him having been mended with Megumi's help) and has come upon a new idea. It will take more planning and research of course, enough to make even his eyes grow weary after a time. And it's as if Megumi knows, or has learned, exactly when that is beginning to happen.

Even still, the Exarch managed to keep a tome open on one knee while also following Megumi's instructions. He would never say his health suffered before she appointed herself as his personal physician, his link to the Tower saw to that, but he will admit he's felt different since she began her work. More energetic...or maybe it's due to her company and nothing more. Either way he's more than glad to cooperate when she comes to him, tray of medicine in hand.

Especially more recently, he is reminded as Megumi offers a gentle embrace. The Exarch's smile softens, eyes closing as he finally puts the tome down on a nearby stack. ]

Soon. Soon there will be time...

[ He lets himself lean slightly back against her, reaching for her arms to return the touch. His hood is down, these moments in his personal chambers being the only time he removes it, giving his ears the chance to move and brush against her cheek. ]

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[ He might not particularly need it, but he still only has a body that has to maintain his vitality after all. She's been watching over him, even as his work begins to grow in earnest— with more people being drawn into the First, people that they've become aware are tied to the Warrior of Light.

She wonders how long she's been away from home, herself. Is her son alright? Her husband and brother? Her tribe...? Though in the end, she knows that missing them and mourning their absence will do nothing for her. His words do make her smile wryly though, as she bumps the side of her head against his. ]

Don't make promises you can't keep.

[ A gentle admonishment as she gives the side of his ear a little nip for the cheek tickle, and slowly peels herself away, only to offer her hand to take his and urge him to sit down on the floor cushions with her. Her hands go to his waist, making him sit comfortably, and without much ceremony, she leans in to have their mouths meet again. It's a soft, inviting kiss, savouring his lips and the flavour of him, before she nuzzles his nose with hers. ]

I will admit it was mildly entertaining watching that pretty elezen give you a piece of her mind.

[ She hasn't spoken to any of the Scions herself, leaving that interaction to the Exarch. She doubts she could provide them with anything of use or comfort, even if she is, like them, from the Source and trapped here.

But she doesn't really see it as a bad thing, especially with what's happening now. And right now, all she's focused on is the glitter of his red eyes, the warmth in his face and the lush sensation of heat from his body. A stark difference to when they first met, where disappointment and stress had been cloaking him like a shroud.

Her fingers trace over his jawline, over the shimmering blue crystal that matches the construction of their surroundings, and at least for now, for a short spell, she's doing what she knows to do best. Making him take a break. He's likely learnt by now that unless it's something of absolutely dire consequence (which is when she won't interrupt him at all)— she will break him away from work to rejuvenate and re-stimulate his thoughts otherwise.

And this is one of those times.

Soft purrs emanating from her as she steals a few more kisses, she urges him close until she's got him relaxing and seated comfortably against her she's the dude there descriptions are hard.

But, it's enough to make her relax as she strokes back his hair and her tail moves to gently coil around his. ]

You're looking better, though. Things seem to be looking up for you, Raha. I'm guessing this means you're seeing more progress. Would that I could help, but I wouldn't know where to start.

[ With his knowledge as it is, all she can offer is her sharp memory and just reading through the tomes he's already pored over. She remembers details, texts and information without error most of the time, but it's all she can do right now. She's no mage of high caliber or a hero.

As much as she does try to be at times, without really intending to. ]

You are tensing up, here. What's gotten you so wound up?

[ Even if she can't help with heavier problems, she can at least listen. ]