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 Posted: Fri May 01, 2009 8:01 am
Upon entering the room, Tal was immediately greeted by the smell of food, making him very aware of the fact he hadn't eaten since dinner the day before. Feeling famished, he ignored the cloths for a moment, walking over to the table and picking a few small things at random and popping them in his mouth. Letting out a pleasant murmur, he stayed his hand from taking anymore and went to examine the clothes. Looking over the well made garment, Tal schooled his reaction as best he could, but still a soft smile appeared on his face. He could easily get used to being kept, if it meant being waited on hand and foot by servants, expensive clothes and fine cuisine. Perhaps getting kicked from his old workshop was a blessing in disguise?
"Yes I think these will do nicely." Tal glanced over at Mas for a moment then smiled smugly before taking teh clothes and disappearing into the baht room again. He wasted little time in changing and then returned to Mas, it wasn't that Tal was bashful, at least not in front of Mas, it was just that he had made Mas wait this long, he might as well prolong it a little longer. Standing in the doorway, Tal held his arms out from his sides and posed for Mas. "Well what do you think? Does it suit me?"
Running his hands down teh front of the robes and along his sides it occurred to Tal that teh robes fit him exceptionally well and a thought occurred to him. "You know Mas I'm lucky you and I are so close in proportions. This outfit fits so well you might almost think it was tailored just for me."
Giving Mas a knowing smile but saying nothing else, Tal sat at teh table and poured himself some of teh wine. "I'm famished and you've prepared a feast for me, so if you don't mind..." And with that Tal got stuck into the meal, heaping a variety of dishes onto his plate and chowing down. teh only things he said for the next ten minutes were compliments about teh superb food. Once his hunger abated, Tal slowed his pace and started to turn his attention back to his host.
"So Mas, now that I'm refreshed, rested and full. What was it that you wished to talk to me about? I believe you mentioned you had some news for me when we met out in the street?"
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Posted: Fri May 01, 2009 8:17 am
Mas issued a small and ill smothered sound when it was that Tal would look over his shoulder and vanish into the bathroom. He really had been hoping the other would re-dress in front of him so he could have at least admired the clean fresh body that he had missed for so long. Ah! "Goddess!" Mas groaned to himself as he waited for Tal to finish his quick change and return. The man was going to kill him by keeping him in anticipation!
Still...as Tal seemed to appreciate the robes, that was something that he could take comfort in. So he knew at least that his garment gift would have been appreciated before now. And now in fact? Mas sat up a bit when Tal re-emerged dressed in the new robe. "Oh....my yes that is quite flattering. Red truly suits you Talisin." He breathed in appreciation and shortly afterwards lifted his wineglass to his lips as Tal would seemingly knowingly comment on the cut of the robe. Close in porpotions indeed! They may have been similar, but not similar enough for a robe to fit that amazingly well on the other. Mas hid his blush as best he could by taking a deeper drink of his wine.
Out of respect for Tal, Mas allowed him to eat his fill. His poor lover seemed rather famished it seemed! mas himself only lightly picked at his own food, as he preferred to spend his time happily gazeing upon Tal. It was wonderful just having him there! Wonder soon ebbed away as Tal finished and began to question him about the affairs he had mentioned in the street.
Well...he supposed such things would make for sour pillow talk. Tal did seem to be in more relaxed spirits..so...
"Well. I suppose there are three matters to be discussed. The first of which being a apology on my part." Mas gestured his hand slightly as he decided to bring up the least uncomfortable topic first.
"I made a promise to you when we first met, do you remember? Concerning Micarreth. I am afraid I shall not be able to deliver on that promise. He has... managed to put himself in a uncontrollable postion."
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Posted: Fri May 01, 2009 8:39 am
His forehead furrowed, Tal thought for a moment about that agreement, it seemed like ages had passed since then and Tal's own plans had progressed,changed and evolved as needed since then. He no longer needed the favour he had in mind when he made the arrangement so it didn't really matter to him if he couldn't collect on it . Slightly more concerning was teh thought of Mica being in an 'uncontrollable position'. Mica was dangerous and Tal had given the young assassin ample reason to want him dead, then there was Mas to consider. Tal feared Mica might have ambitions of his own to wield the power in House Barrith and the easiest way for him to do that was to go through Mas. It would throw a real spanner into the works if Mas was killed and his idiot brother took over the House.
Eyes narrowed Tal took a sip form his glass before speaking. "While I'm not particularly put out about you not being able to meet your promise. I'd like to hear more about this 'position' your brother has put himself in. What kind of trouble has that simple minded back stabber gotten himself into?"
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Posted: Fri May 01, 2009 9:32 pm
"The dangerous sort." MasD'aun replied with a heavy sort of voice. Gone was the eager and exciteable aura. Mas propped his elbow on the table and set his chin in his palm. His blue eyes set upon the wineglass in his other hand as he swirled it slowly. His demeanor turned bleakly serious in just a few moments time.
"Micarreth has somehow managed to...to weasle his way into a Matrons favor. Of a rather imposing House. Are you familar with House De'Retep? A unknown assassin managed to poison the previous matron, and now her eldest daughter, Burryna, has taken the seat." Mas's blue eyes flickered across the table to glance at Talisin. "And then just a mere week later one of her guards comes and summons Micarreth to her bedchambers. Upon leaving which, the little rat cleans out his room, steals some of my magic books for the Goddess only knows what reason, and has taken up residence in House De'Retep. Now...a short period later...this new matron seems to have given birth to a pair. A little prince and princess and rumor has it she's claimed Micarreth as the father."
The sour expression upon Micarreths face deepened as he let his gaze return to his wineglass. "It was insulting that he would rob me before scampering off. On one hand I am relieved that his presence is no longer a threat to me here. But...I can't shake this uneasy feeling I have now."
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Posted: Sat May 02, 2009 8:18 am
Listening intently, Tal continued to pick at the food, while Mas explained the situation regarding Mica. Tal had taken a quick dislike to the assassin, he had after all lied, disrespected and attempted to cheat Tal and this was all after their first meeting. Sometimes Tal honestly wondered why he hadn't killed Mica back then, he had held that blasted ring in the palm of his hand, it would have been a simple task to blast Mica and then dispose of the ring. Tal cursed his own softness, he had been younger, more naive and a push over for a pretty face. Looking at Mas now, Tal realised that somethings never changed.
While at first Tal's brow furrowed, worrying over what Mica might do with a powerful house backing him, after all every Drow boar grudges. Then as he looked at Mas and teh expression of worry on his face an idea struck him, one so marvellous it took all Tal's will to stop himself smiling like a fool. As it was all he could do was try and suppress teh smile, resulting in a crooked, twisted grin coming to his face.
"Oh, I don't think you'll have to worry about Mica. I'll see to him myself. I've been dealing with your idiot brother even before I even met you. It might mean I'll have to stay around for a while though. I had been planning on traveling soon and visiting some of the great libraries spread through the Underdark. Given this little development, I might have to stay close to keep an eye on that leech. I'll meet with him soon and make it quite clear that crossing you would be the same as crossing me. Miccareth is dumb but even he isn't stupid enough to cross me."
If not for the fact Tal was sipping from the glass in his hand he'd probably be rubbing his hands together in glee. He might actually have to kiss Mica the next time he met. Without realising it Mas' brother had just given Tal teh perfect reason to stay around and let Mas pamper him. Tal would become Mas' guardian against Mica. The last time they had met, Mica had been quite easy to manipulate so Tal didn't think warning him off Mas would be at all difficult. All this about Mica becoming a mate to some Matron was of little consequence, Tal doubted Mica had the ability to manipulate a roth to his will, never mind the Matron of a powerful house. No, most likely the woman had just taken a liking to Mica's pretty face. Eventually Mica's charms would fade and this woman would get herself another pretty boy for her consort.
"If all the news you have is that your brother is no longer under foot, then I'd consider that good news. Now why don't you smile for me? I much prefer it when you smile, it really does lite up the room. You're useless brother should cause you less concern than stepping in some roth manure."
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Posted: Sat May 02, 2009 8:42 pm
It was a disturbing situation, and though Mas would not admitt it, he had lost a few hours of sleep over it all. He would have continued to look upon his glass in a distracted manner, save for the responding words from Talisin. Blinking his blue eyes, he turned to look at the mage across from him.
It had occured to him that he might have to step up security in the House with Micarreth possibly poseing a threat to him and his new daughter. However, as Talisin would make such a mention in accordance to himself. Well! Mas's expression changed to surprise. If Talisin... 'hung around' as it were, he was certain Micarreth would be ill matched to deal with the skilled male.
At Talisin's urging, SasD'aun allowed his lips to curl into a rather...accepting smile. "I would be...well... If it will not be too great a inconvience. I would be willing to compensate you for the inconvience! You said you were going to visit libraries? If you were willing to inform me of the books or content you were interested in I could send some courtiers to borrow the materials and bring them here for your convience? Or I could hire scribes to make you your own copies? Of course Barrith has a vault full of scrolls and books and the like, you could browse it if you wished?" Was he responding a little over eagerly? Perhaps so... At the mere thought of Talisin spending more time in his general presence, Mas felt a giddy desire to clap his hands with glee.
That glee did fade some as he realizedf, now that this had been attended to, it left the bigger problems...well..Talisin seemed to be in good enough spirits. And he had handled the unfulfilled promise well enough, right?
Mas bobbed his head a little, and brought his wine glass to his lips. "The other matter I needed to speak to you about is...complex?" He set his wine glass down upon the table and tapped his finger to the rim. "In about...three days I believe...Matron Barrith will no longer be ruling House Barrith. It will be mine by proxy. I had to...change my original plans to rule the House I'm afraid. They are nowhere near as certain as my first, undoubtably they are risky. But..." With a small shrug of his shoulders, he let his eyes trail over Talisin's face slowly. "I found that there was a risk in that plan that simply made it undesirable."
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Posted: Sun May 03, 2009 2:34 am
Shrugging Tal waved a hand dismissively "A minor inconvenience.... Though as I had been planning to travel for some time, I've already made arrangements regarding relinquishing ownership of my workshop. I assume you'll have no objections to me staying here?" Of course Tal wasn't entirely lying, the workshop he had been using wasn't his anymore, he just fuzzed the details a little bit. Tal now had the perfect reason to stay and he didn't have to swallow his pride, things had played out such that it now seemed Tal was the one doing Mas the favour. Something Tal was much more comfortable with.
Then rather unexpectedly Mas' feelings seem to droop. Again Tal's brow furrowed as he listened, unsure of what Mas was getting at, he'd of assumed Mas would be buzzing with excitement at the thought of his mother finally passing. "What exactly are you getting at Mas? Ruling by proxy? ....Is Mica up to something?"
Obviously Mas was reluctant to tell him something and that had Tal's mind whirling, considering all the worse case scenarios, at the top of the list being that Mas was in fact in danger of loosing control of the house. Had this something to do with Mica? Mas had said the wretch had sired a daughter, maybe Mica was trying to put his own daughter forward for control of the house, since she was the only female descendant of the current Matron wasn't she?
Sat there, the only outward sign of Tal's worry was the soft tapping from his fingers drumming impatiently on the table, while he waited for Mas to go on.
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Posted: Mon May 04, 2009 12:13 am
This was working out wonderfully! Mas felt a intense amount of gratitude that Talisin was willing to postpone his plans. Though...how long would he be able to hold off on his intended plans? Mas found himself both joyful and concerned. Well! No matter! Tal would be staying here and that suited mas very well! This was certainly something to be joyful about! "Oh no! I would be more then pleased to offer you any room you wished in the House! The guest rooms are the level lower and..well...the family suites are all on this floor." Mas's voice nearly purred the words as he glanced towards his own bed. "But I would be willing to offer you your pick of them as a ...intimate guest of mine I'm sure you would qualify for any of them."
Now..yes..now it was time to explain to Talisin. if he kept p***y footing the topic then his lover was certain to grow agitated and annoyed. Mas folded his hands in his lap, his blue eyes falling away from Talisin as he spoke. This would be easier to get out if he was not looking into those devastatingly powerful and beautiful eyes.
"I needed a manner to secure my position of power, and Blood is the best means to this end. So...I contracted a female whom I am familar with. She's quite a rare one actually. A female that has no interest seemingly in stealing my House from me. I find her non-threatening even. We've corrosponded by letter for a time, but she came to me in a...spot of need. So in return for the favor I provided her with, I had her bare me a child. Magic was heavily involved though Talisin and as a result it seems I have a pair of children, but one is a daughter, and thus I have the female line I need to take over affairs when Mother passes on into the spider queens embrace."
It was now that he forced his eyes up, his anxiety growing as he looked across towards talisin. "I assure you Talisin, if there had been another way I would have taken it. Trinolu is a...well...she is not a attractive female in the least. I actually had to use a curse in order to lay with her. While I appreciate the fact she is a mage, and thus I have great hopes for my children to have mage talents, I swear I never would have done anything with her had the option been avalible. I just...I needed a daughter so I could puppet shape her."
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Posted: Tue May 05, 2009 11:59 am
"You... erm... Well then.... That is I'm.. I'm... Erm..." He was dumbstruck. Taliesin made a few more feeble efforts to string together a sentence, but his mouth just moved a bit with no sounds coming out. Eventually he just closed his mouth and stared off into the distance as his mind came to terms with teh news. Tal understood everything he heard, he could accept teh reasons for Mas's actions. Mas had done what he felt he had to do to secure his power. There had been no lust, no pleasure in the union. Just an act of necessity. Tal knew this and understood it, at least the rational part of his mind did. Another part couldn't help but feel... Betrayed? Hurt?
Tal had no ownership over Mad, no right to dictate who he had relations with they were just... Sexual partners, engaged in a mutually beneficial arrangement. There was nothing stopping Mas from taking other lovers if he wished. But still that little part of him cried out in pain and demand retribution.
Realising he had been sat there dumbstruck like some kind of feeble minded fool for what felt like several minutes now, Tal refocused his attention on Mas, looking into his eyes. In that moment any anger left Tal, he prized Mas before all others and though he wanted him for himself, he wouldn't let jealousy or envy make him act rashly and cost him what he desired most.
Letting out a long slow breath, and taking another, Tal focused his mind and calmed himself. "You did what you needed to. I accept that. You wouldn't have acted on a simple whim. You would have considered your options and gone with what you believed to be the best path. I don't like it one little bit, but it is not my place to judge, nor is it my place to tell you who you may share your bed with."
Finally Tal let a small smile appear on his lips and he reached over to place his hand over Mas's. "Just so long as I get to share your bed"
Leaning back in his seat Taliesin took a sip from his glass and seemed lost in thought again before speaking. "Soooo.. This woman. This Trinolu. What of her? I assume you sent the wench back to wherever she came from once she served her purpose?" Something gnawed at the back of his head, Tal was sure that name was familiar from somewhere, but he couldn't place where...
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Posted: Tue May 05, 2009 12:45 pm
Seeing Talisin lost for words, and then staring in such a distracted manner away from Mas, it effected him more then mere anxiety. MasD'aun's blue eyes fixed a terrified gaze upon Talisin's face. he was taking so long to reply. He wasn't speaking. No smooth assurances or calming dismissals of the act. Mas honestly felt that in just a moments time Tal would rise and stalk from his bedroom, perhaps permanatly. His fingers curled into the edge of the table, the silver decorated tips gouged through the delicate spidersilk table cloth and into the rare hardwood surface. Goddess...his heart was seiszing up in his chest and his lungs simply could not draw in deep enough of a breath.
Hearing Talisin finally speak, mas nigh well discarded his first words upon hearing the fact Tal had not liked the fact he had done as he had. Mas shifted upon his seat so he sat upon the edge. waiting for the expected departure. He couldn't do this...he couldn't accept this. He couldn't have Talisin leave him. No matter what he had been telling himself all along. He wanted Talisin too badly. He needed him. He had to stay!
Then, Talisin's hand touched his own, and he spoke of sharing his bed...and Goddess forgive him...Mas felt like weeping. It would have been a utterly shameful act of course, and would probably have cost him much in the way of Talisin's respect. For this reason alone he managed to keep himself from acting so weak. Mas formed a smile with his lips, the sides trembling before he firmly fixed them in place, and he forced the hand under Talisin's own to relax it's grip from the table.
"Of course Talisin. I would rather share my bed with you then anyone else. You can share it whenever you wish, I'd certainly not say no!" Perhaps that was a bit too eager? It hardly mattered at the moment though. Talisin was not going to hold this against him it seemed! Mas's eyes flickered to the door he had checked for locking earlier as Talisin would speak of the females eviction from the House following the service being performed.
"Ah no my dear Talisin." Mas responded slowly "You remember that spot of aid I mentioned she required?" He tilted his head back to the other mage now, so he could focus on him more intently as he spoke.
"TrielNolu and her family are not exactly what you would call...fitting for each other. She abandoned her House, more or less, and came to me for some...support? She has a keen enough of a mind and she does have ambition. But she utterly lacks the drive to pursue it. I arranged for her to stay here in House Barrith while she mulled over my proposal of baring me a child. In all honesty I believe I've gotten more out of this deal then she has. She get's money and a place to stay for certain.... But I have claim to the children and can raise them as I see fit, she wants nothing to do with them. Also, in order to frustrate Micarreth and ensure he does not get any ideas about making a bloodline play for the House, I have arranged by contract that TrielNolu is now his adopted daughter and that she comes first in his line before any offspring he might somehow father. Effectively placing a block in his path...of course...this was all before he ran off with Matron De'Retep. I had honestly been about to set up plans to sell him off for a few years service elsewhere to keep him away from my offspring."
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Posted: Tue May 05, 2009 1:39 pm
Watching Mas's face Tal had an inclination to scold him, Mas really had to hide his feelings a bit better, though given that Tal had almost broken down into a fit of jealous rage, he had little ground to stand on. Still it was a minor annoyance, one he might have to work on, though it also had it's uses. Seeing how much his words effected Mas, brightened Tal's mood a bit and reassured him of how much Mas valued Tal.
Still the thought of that woman being in the house still left a bitter taste in Tal's mouth. Mas's mention of Trielnolu's family jarred free a memory. Shrisin! Trielnolu was the name of Shrisin's cousin, a cousin Shri was eager to destroy. What were the odds that the two were one and the same? Tal would have to look into the matter, he had never seen Trielnolu himself, only provided plots and ideas to Shri, to aid her in driving away her cousin. If it turned out they were the same person, then it might play out in his benefit. After all accidents happened and being in such close quarters Tal could see to it that such accidents happened to Trielnolu.
For now though he had a part to play. "I'm not too pleased about the idea of her staying under the same roof as you, but I can see how she serves a purpose to you while still alive. Though it's a little odd thinking that you've effectively sired your children with your adoptive niece? But it's your House of course and you may keep what quests you please... Just don't expect me to share your bed with her and all?"
Tal let out a slight chuckle and smiled broader, trying to lighten the mood. "Well then. Is that the worst of it? Anything else I should know?" Taliesin dearly hoped not, or at least if there was any more news, it was good news.
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Posted: Wed May 06, 2009 12:02 am
Mas reclaimed his wine glass and brought it back up to his lips to indulge in the full and sweet taste while calming his Nerves. Talisin had not left the room in anger. He had not shown any sort of disgust or disdain for him after being with a female. it was almost as if all of his fears and worries had been lain to deep rest. And he was left feeling quite like a fool for ever having allowed him this much emotional distraught.
"Tri-No and I did discuss the oddity of her mothering the child. Or children now rather. But as long as their bloodline is pure we doubt there will be any true fuss made. It's only a adoption in name after all."
Mas set his wineglass down, and he made a small fluttering motion with his hand almost immediatly afterwards. "No no no. Great Goddess no! I'm through with females in all aspects of physical dalliances. I got what I needed, a female to place the mantle upon. As long as she lives I will not have to undergo that foul act again. Ugh." Mas wrinkled his nose with a outward show of disgust. "My bed is all yours to claim Talisin and share with no one." Mas settled himself back in his chair, and allowed his blue eyes to close for a moment as the relief continued to ease the anxiety out of his very bones.
"No, I believe that is really all I have to share. Unless you are interested in the mundane aspects of life around here. I've surpassed my fellow students and anticipate an advancement soon. With Micarreth out of the way I've had better luck dealing with the Raiders. I've sent both out on a double raid so as to begin resueming the flow of goods to the vaults again. I suppose if you have any inbterest I can show you my offspring. Not that there is much interesting about them yet. The girl is somewhat loud as most females are, meaning I'll have to beat that out of her later. The male is entierly too quiet and complacent, I suspect he has his mothers laziness. Another thing I'll have to beat out of him. I really only wanted one."
He paused a moment later, then opened his eyes. "Mmmmm. But your probably weary from your travel, and with these changes in your plans you most likely will need time to get in touch with your contacts? Perhaps a early evening is in store?" Mas tilted his head, ever so slightly towards his own bed.
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Posted: Wed May 06, 2009 12:28 pm
At mention of an early evening, Tal smiled and rose form his chair, circling around behind Mas's. There he leaned over and placed his hands over Mas's shoulders and started to massage his lover. "Hmmm... I'm quite well rested form my bath and I've had such a lovely meal, but I'm not in the mood to sleep. I think a little exercise first? What do you say I help rid you of some of the stress you seem to have built up?"
Continuing to gently rub Mas's shoulders and upper back, Tal leaned in closer and lightly kissed and sucked on his lovers ear. "I think we have a lot of lost time to make up for, yes?" Moving around in front of Mas, Tal took his arms and gently pulled Mas up onto his feet and into a hug. Pressing his lips close to Mas's ear, Tal spoke in a barely audible whisper. "Know this Mas. Nothing you could ever do will make me angry with you. I will always be here by your side, willing to serve you however I can."
Pulling back Tal smiled into Mas's eyes before passionately kissing his sweet lips. Pulling from teh kiss Tal let out a slight chuckle. "I think I may have indulged in too much of your wine. I'm starting to sound as soft hearted as a surface elf." Placing an arm around Mas, Tal lead him towards the bed, but stopped short as he suddenly remembered something. "Oh! I have one little bit of news, I'm sure the gossip will reach teh city in a few days anyway, but you might as well hear it from me. Nothing major really; I've just killed my Matron, set my sisters at each others throats and left my house in ruins. No doubt it's been set upon by our enemies and laid to waste..."
Tal then continued on as if nothing of note had really happened, pushing Mas closer to the bed and tugging on the ties keeping his clothes on.
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Posted: Wed May 06, 2009 1:17 pm
Mas followed Talisin with his eyes until it was he had dissappeared behind him. When he felt those strong and sure hands touch upon his shoulders, he closed his eyes and sank back into them. "Ah." He murmured in appreciation. The gentle massaging was...so very relaxing. And Talisin was right, he did have stress built up didn't he? "Oh. Anything you want Talisin. Anything at all." The happy male cooed and arched his neck up into that pleasureable sensation upon his ear.
He rose rather eagerly with Talisin's aid, his blue eyes shineing with his expectation of what was to come. Not once had Talisin ever left him unsatisfied after all, and he always felt such a...enjoyable glow when under the other males hands. Mas leaned into Talisin's hug, his own hands coming up to rest gently upon his lovers shoulders while he tilted his head a little into the presence of Tal's lips. Then...he blinked. The words whispered to him were more out of some dream then what he'd have expected from reality. Drow simply did not say such things after all! Mas felt as if he ought to say something in return, but Talisin had pulled away, and he smiled so charmingly at him! The passionate kiss that followed proved to make Mas's knee's feel weak. Maybe it was just their long seperation. Perhaps that was all it was. But the fire Mas felt kindled in that kiss roared with a eager heat through his entier body.
"Oh...ah..." Mas followed in the moments after the kiss was broken. He wanted to brush away Talisin's words for the sake of the other...but...a selfish part of him also wanted to hoard those words away, like a precious little whisp to keep all hidden for himself Thankfully though, as Talisin directed him towards his bed, then stopped as he brought up something that...-really- should have been brought up earlier.
Mas staggered at the news, his blue eyes a little wide as Talisin began to remove his clothing unhindered.
"You...?" He started then stopped. Killing the Matron was all well and fine. Mas himself was intending on doing it after all. But... destroying his own House!? "Talisin. I..." Oh this was not good! If any of his sisters survived! If any of those enemies decided to be through in their extermination...well in either case someone would come looking for Talisin! "Mas's head twisted to look at his bedroom door. "If..such is the case. Don't you think you should have mentioned it earlier? I...should probably heighten security in any case. If you are staying here now I do not want some assassin slipping through!"
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Posted: Wed May 06, 2009 1:41 pm
Tal frowned and almost looked a little pouty when Mas stopped. "It's nothing for you to worry about Mas." Tal pressed close to Mas, slipping his hands under teh others robes to gently caress his stomach, his lips whispered into Mas's ears, in between planting kisses along his cheek and neck. "My family was a burden to me, my sisters probably all killed each other and if any of them survived they're too busy trying to stay alive to come after me. Besides if I'm lucky most of them think I'm a pawn of one of the others, they won't waste their time coming after me."
Tal then let himself fall onto the bed, dragging Mas down with him and pulling him into a passionate embrace, once again trying to pull Mas out of his clothes. "As for assassins, your brother isn't the only one form that dark trade I've upset. I've been living under the assumption that they will be coming for me sooner rather than later. I've no fear of assassins, let them try."
Tal gave Mas a mischievous little grin and tugged a little more on his clothes before seeming to give up and lie back on the bed. "Now I know I've had too much to drink when I'm too clumsy to strip you bare. A little help?" Perhaps it was the wine, or maybe he really was that confident, but through out the conversation he spoke in a matter of fact tone, as if he hadn't a worry in the world right now.
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