That was not entirely what he expected her to do in that instance, but he is beginning to learn that since he has chosen to partner for life with a shapeshifter mage, it is likely better for him to simply 'expect the unexpected' in most cases and work to prepare himself for anything.
Even her using the guise of a pigeon to get out of her dress.
After she tucks away the dress and approaches him, he braces his feet firmly against the ground as she gestures to free his hands and legs from the bonds - he knows he still has the 'benefit' of the other spell to keep him steady, but it is still a bit of an adjustment, knees wobbling slightly (but he does not fall) as he steps towards her.
Stalks towards her might be the better term, in this instance. He pauses with his body just inches from hers, looking down at her. Part of his primal mind wants to simply sweep her off her feet and take her straight to the bed...but another part of him thinks it is his turn to tease, at least for a moment.
With one fingertip, he lightly presses his touch to the hollow of her throat, trailing that finger upward underneath her jaw to lift her face.
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Date: 2024-07-02 03:55 am (UTC)Even her using the guise of a pigeon to get out of her dress.
After she tucks away the dress and approaches him, he braces his feet firmly against the ground as she gestures to free his hands and legs from the bonds - he knows he still has the 'benefit' of the other spell to keep him steady, but it is still a bit of an adjustment, knees wobbling slightly (but he does not fall) as he steps towards her.
Stalks towards her might be the better term, in this instance. He pauses with his body just inches from hers, looking down at her. Part of his primal mind wants to simply sweep her off her feet and take her straight to the bed...but another part of him thinks it is his turn to tease, at least for a moment.
With one fingertip, he lightly presses his touch to the hollow of her throat, trailing that finger upward underneath her jaw to lift her face.
"May I kiss you, my queen?"