@Desvelarse pets
(I think we need a cute, fluff date)
(I think we need a cute, fluff date)
(yeah
Maybe Morrigan gets him a little gift?)
(Aw that would be cute)
(uwu
Where and how far do you want to skip?)
(maybe two or three days? And should they go on another coffee/movie date or something fancier?)
(maybe something fancier/different?)
(Yeah, that sounds good. We can say they went out to a nicer place again if we can’t think of anything different?)
(yeah
uh
yeah I have no idea)
(oh! well, they're dating and have never been in each other's houses before, maybe we could do something with that after a nice dinner date?)
(Sure. Maybe they go out to dinner and lucian could invite her over to hang out for a bit longer?)
Sure)
(Hey, sorry I haven’t responded. I’ve been very busy and a lil stressed so I haven’t really gotten to most of my replies.
So do you want to skip to that?)
don't worry about it, your life should come before some random roleplay
I hope your stress gets better!
Sure, sounds good, who should start?
(Thanks!
and i can)
It was the end of the day, and Lucian was helping to clean up the picnic. He didn’t want his time with Morrigan to be over so soon. “So, any plans after this?” He asked.
Morrigan glanced up at him, pulling the lid of their cooler shut. “No, not really..” she trailed off, biting the inside of her cheek. “How come?”
Lucian ran his hand through his hair. Yes, he had bonded with Morrigan, but was this a good idea? She would get the wrong idea- assume he wanted sex, which wasn’t the case at all. “Maybe we could try hanging out at one of our places,” he suggested hesitantly.
Her whole body went rigid for a few seconds, before relaxing into its previous position. She swallowed, nodding. “Yeah, sure. Yours or mine?”
Lucian bit at his bottom lip for a moment as he thought. “We could go to yours? That way I can drive myself home after a little bit,” he said. In your home, you’ll be safe. And I’ll leave after a bit, I won’t be staying the night, he tried to tell her in that sentence.
“Sounds good,” Morrigan answered, a little quieter than usual, but seeming fairly relaxed. “My room is a bit of a mess, so, uh, apologies in advance.”
(Hi, sorry for not answering. I have been very busy with the ACT coming up, so I wasn’t on at all)
Lucian ran his fingers through his hair slowly. He took in her posture, she seemed a bit calm, which was a good sign. “That’s fine with me. It would have been the same if we went to my place.”
(Like I said, it’s no problem
How are you?)
(Should we skip to her place?)
(again w the business stuff, i am so sorry. i should be on a lot more now)
and yeah, we can. do u want to start or should i?)
(busyness**)
(honestly, don't worry about it, put yourself first! I hope everything's going well
I can start)
Deep breaths.
Morrigan had gone still with one hand on the doorknob a few minutes ago, unable to make herself turn it.
It's just Lucian. Breathe, don't do this to him. Open the door.
"I–I'm sorry," she stammered in his direction, licking her dry lips and trying again. "I—Just give me a second."
(Thanks, things are better now!)
Lucian had stood there at Morrigan’s side, hands at his sides. He watched her, wondering if she would open it. He could tell how panicked she seemed, and he frowned a little. “Okay, okay. It’s okay. Take you’re time. We don’t have to do this if you don’t want to.”
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