[PRP] Rainy Weather Reunion (Serendipity x Iordanes)

[Menelie]

Her words made him puff out his chest a bit. He did take pride in being somewhat more...approachable than his brothers. It was gratifying to hear her say it, to say the least. She could talk to him! His heart swelled.

Not that he didn't have something else in mind at the moment...

Oh good, she just had the one more. Then he could be really distracting. "Of course," he said, following behind her. "I follow your lead." There really was a lovely view back here.

Kira of Flames

 

[Kira of Flames]

She could see the way her words and praise effected him, saw the little puff of his chest. It made her heart sore that her opinion of him meant that much, and she couldn't help but feel a large smile spread over her face.

They had only walked for a few minutes when she stopped at the next place. Setting her bag down, she paused and glanced over her shoulder at Iordanes. "Do you want to give it a try? If you're not afraid of a little dirt." If it had been any other deity, she would have never asked them to soil themselves planting, but true to her word Iordanes was different. She saw him differently than she saw the rest, and only he could make her so nervous and awkward so easily.

Menelie

 

[Menelie]

Iordanes regarded the chosen planting spot with a shrewd eye and a somewhat distasteful expression. There was a time when he had been unperturbed by the idea of dirt and untidyness. He'd raised a changeling mortal child, after all. He had many fond memories of Paloma and the simple life he'd led for those seasons. After she'd grown (and he'd overseen her raise her own changeling child), he'd grown a bit bored of the mortal life. It was so short and full of monotony. And he'd returned to Dolandor and his family. To the pristine halls of their home. It had been a while since he'd returned. Iordanes found that he'd quite lost his taste for dirt.

"No, that's quite alright," he said, shaking his head. "You seem to enjoy it so; I wouldn't want to deny you the privilege. Besides," he added. "Experiments only work when you only change one thing. I wouldn't want to compromise it." He offered a cheeky smile.

Kira of Flames

 

[Kira of Flames]

The look on his face when he looked down at the chosen spot caused laughter to bubble up out of Serendipity, and she knelt down into the soft ground and started working. "I suppose you're right, limiting the variables would be a necessity." She gave him a playful grin. "It's a good thing you thought of that, or you wouldn't have had an excuse to keep from getting down and dirty."

With a wink, she turned to her task: digging a hole, unwrapping the starter plant, and burying the roots. Once she was finished, she brushed most of the dirt from her hands, stood up, and stretched. "There we go. Experiment set."

Menelie

 

[Menelie]

Iordanes coughed and cleared his throat to avoid making an unseemly joke. He had been spending too much time with Himeros! One did not say such things in the presence of a lady.

Very good, she was finished. He let his eyes linger on her form as she stretched. And a fire was lit within him. He stepped into her space--not too close, as that seemed to have a somewhat diminishing effect on her intellect--and took her hands in his.

"I should very much like to perform a few...experiments...with you, should you feel agreeable..." His eyes were playful and a smile danced at the corners of his mouth. He ached to touch her, to cup her round face in his hands, to press their bodies together...the image took hold of him and he grew impatient. He touched his forehead to hers as he waited for her response.

Kira of Flames

 

[Kira of Flames]

A small grin came over Serendipity's face as she heard her companion's cough at her comment. She half wished he had said what had come to mind, since apparently it was a dirty enough joke to cause a physical reaction in order to keep silent. Still, he had always been respectful of her, and she liked that about him: they flirted and teased, but it never when into something disrespectful.

Iordanes stepped into her space and she could feel the warmth radiating from him, a warmth that made one want to step into it and be enveloped by it. His hands took hers, and she easily intertwined her fingers in with his. Her own brown eyes met those deep purple pools that any mortal could be lost in, and she felt that always present pull to him. Her smile widened as his forehead touched hers, and she closed her eyes in enjoyment of the moment.

"Of course you may. When have I ever denied you a chance to experiment?" She gently rubbed the tip of her nose against his. "I am yours, Irodanes."

Menelie