Of course, babe. Hey, if you turn into a frog, I just have to dress up as a princess and kiss you, right? Or is that going to turn me into a frog? I think I'm getting the stories mixed up.
Oh my god. [ Laughing at the sudden witch-canada goose lore, the list of nicknames at the girl who was (code)named after a spider. He's so cute. She loves him. ] Well, no. So you could just give me your love-bite now.
[ That gets a little squeal-laugh, hands on his head and then hugging him close, arms and legs wrapped around him. Oh no, he's trapped. After a little fooling around, she goes quiet, fingers in his hair. ]
... You know, if I hadn't told you my— the other name before, I would've told you to use divination. So you could be the one to figure it out.
[ Which is the polar opposite of when she asked August to never do that. ]
[ Trust you. Love you. Think I'd do anything for you, even if it upset Raíz. I probably already have.
She talks so much, and yet there's even more that stays locked away, hidden behind the press of her lips. Even easier to hide it when he's so deliciously focused on her neck. ]
Guess there's other stuff you could figure out, then. You have my permission to look at everything.
[ Girl's in love, convinced there's not a secret she'd ever need to keep from him. ]
You're always allowed to delve into my mind too - even if it's by asking questions.
[He'd tell her anything and everything. Including the things he doesn't talk about anymore - the long buried hurts and betrayals, the lessons learned? The sad stories that nobody wants to hear because they're a downer. Along with some of the brighter moments, too. He thinks about just laying in bed with her and talking for hours - see how deep into one another they can go in a sitting.]
But I'll uh, divinate. Is that how you say it? Read your future in some tea leaves, too. Spoiler, it's with me. Forever.
Wow, I can't believe you actually get to tell people that you can magically spill the tea, now.
[ But she likes that idea, too - just talking to him, asking, hearing his voice, the emotions behind every answer, the jokes and the warmth in between moments where the truth becomes a little heavy. ]
So... this means you get to do more sex magic stuff too, right?
[ Remember that convo all those months ago, when he first explained it to her? Remember she disappeared for a few minutes in the middle of it? Because she does. ]
[He says, blinking a few times - reminded now too, a slow grin growing over his face as the possibilities filter in. First, there's the direct application of sex magic - using it for sex. Then there's the secondary... using the sex to fuel the magic... His grip on her cinches a bit. He kisses her neck again.]
... Does the witch have an assistant for his inevitable practicing?
[ That gives her a nice little shiver, from where his lips meet her neck outward and toward her nape. It's the intimacy, the conversation, how the fantasy stuck with her and never quite floated back to the surface. She doesn't even know how it'd work, but maybe that's part of the appeal. Someone with better insight of Cellar's odd attraction to power would put their finger right on the button. ]
Assistant, student, fangirl. [ Shifting so her lips and teeth touch his earlobe. ] Anything the witch wants, anywhere the witch wants.
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[A pause. A serious face all of a sudden, along with a lean-in:]
Would you still love me if I was a frog?
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I'll love you if you're a frog, a worm, a sardine, I don't care. You're my Teddie.
[ ... and a frown. ]
Except if you turn into a goose. That might be really difficult. So I guess the question is, would you still love me if you were a goose?
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[Becoming Cobra Chickens.]
You don't have anywhere to go for a bit, yeah? I just wanna lay with you. My sardine loving, frog approving, worm betrothed baby.
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... You know, if I hadn't told you my— the other name before, I would've told you to use divination. So you could be the one to figure it out.
[ Which is the polar opposite of when she asked August to never do that. ]
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... Yeah?
[Shifting just a bit more, he kisses her neck - softer, tender now.]
I liked that you told me, though. It seems such a silly thing, but... to know you trust me? It means the world to me.
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[ Trust you. Love you. Think I'd do anything for you, even if it upset Raíz. I probably already have.
She talks so much, and yet there's even more that stays locked away, hidden behind the press of her lips. Even easier to hide it when he's so deliciously focused on her neck. ]
Guess there's other stuff you could figure out, then. You have my permission to look at everything.
[ Girl's in love, convinced there's not a secret she'd ever need to keep from him. ]
If you ever want to practice
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[He'd tell her anything and everything. Including the things he doesn't talk about anymore - the long buried hurts and betrayals, the lessons learned? The sad stories that nobody wants to hear because they're a downer. Along with some of the brighter moments, too. He thinks about just laying in bed with her and talking for hours - see how deep into one another they can go in a sitting.]
But I'll uh, divinate. Is that how you say it? Read your future in some tea leaves, too. Spoiler, it's with me. Forever.
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Wow, I can't believe you actually get to tell people that you can magically spill the tea, now.
[ But she likes that idea, too - just talking to him, asking, hearing his voice, the emotions behind every answer, the jokes and the warmth in between moments where the truth becomes a little heavy. ]
So... this means you get to do more sex magic stuff too, right?
[ Remember that convo all those months ago, when he first explained it to her? Remember she disappeared for a few minutes in the middle of it? Because she does. ]
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[He says, blinking a few times - reminded now too, a slow grin growing over his face as the possibilities filter in. First, there's the direct application of sex magic - using it for sex. Then there's the secondary... using the sex to fuel the magic... His grip on her cinches a bit. He kisses her neck again.]
... Does the witch have an assistant for his inevitable practicing?
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Assistant, student, fangirl. [ Shifting so her lips and teeth touch his earlobe. ] Anything the witch wants, anywhere the witch wants.
🎀 ?
[Grabbing her, yoinking her over him. A furious makeout is coming:]
Now.