Welcome to Gaia! ::

It wasn't as if Nana's arms holding to him would affect the duration of the kiss in any way. He would remain completely still while the elevator continued upward, only the kiss being the focus of his attention. As the elevator started to slow down as it came to a halt, Mastema broke the kiss, but continued holding his face just an inch or two from Nana's, keeping his gaze locked with her for what seemed like several minutes, even after the doors opened.

"......Allow me." Mastema unwrapped one of the arms he had around Nana, instead bringing it under her knees and lifting her off the ground entirely. Cradling her as he was so accustomed to doing, and he started carrying her down the hallway. While he did, he kissed her again, this time on her cheek, just at the edge of her lips.

"It's almost amazing I can still surprise you with this classic romantic maneuvers, dear." Mastema chuckled, as Nana rested dazed and perhaps feeling a tad romanced in his arms. "Haven't you ever just wanted to let go and kiss me at some point?" He winked at her and chuckled some more, continuing up to level 99. Not long after, Nana would find herself kissed again as she was set down on the bed, before Mas again broke the kiss and just remained looming lightly over her, with arms still partially wrapped around her. "I hope it's at least nice to finally be back to your own bed."

"Hmm, no, I think you're just a sucker for any kind of romance that is aimed at you." He smiled softly at her, before putting his lips to her neck and kissing softly. While doing so, he rolled himself over to the side, still holding onto Nana, and ended up with Nana laying on him instead of the bed. Mastema contented himself with laying back and looking up at Nana, his hands resting over her hips and thighs in this new position. "Although you can be sure that as long as I'm around, I'm not letting anyone else romance you, classically or otherwise..."

Mastema remained laying as he was, content to exchange gazes and looks with Nana, but he didn't seem in the mood to release her just yet. While the time passed, he brushed his hand over her hair and cheek, helping to untie the ponytail she'd tied her hair into for the party and letting it resume it's normal, loose look. "I suppose it's felt like quite a day for you. I can feel your muscles just waiting for the chance to unwind completely." Sliding his hands up Nana's back, Mastema pressed his fingers against Nana's shoulder blades and started massaging from her shoulders to her shoulder blades and back, in a perhaps feeble attempt to relese some of Nana's hidden tension.

Mastema continues to work Nana's shoulder blades with his fingers, even when she laid down on him. His hands would slow down a little bit, being a tad distracted by Nana's kisses against his neck and jaw, but there were no complaints to that. He could also tell, however, that she was getting dangerously close to falling asleep on him as she was, and chuckled softly. "Come on now, dear. Hold on just a bit longer." Mastema slowly sat up, holding Nana to him, and then shifted her to sit more naturally in his lap. While playing recliner for his wife, Mastema ran one hand down her leg and did her the small favor of removing her shoes, whatever she'd decided to fit with the dress. "If you'd like, I could run a hot bath for you. I think it would do wonders for your body right now." Not that offering a bath was a typical trait of a gentlemen, but it would at least revitalize Nana a little, and relieve her tension in a way Mas couldn't do immediately.

"Hmmhmm, all right then, dear." Mastema would kiss Nana softly on the cheek before slowly and gently moving her to sit on the bed. Mastema stood up, removing the cape and outer coat from his attire, before he turned back to Nana, leaned over, and kissed her on the forehead this time. "I'll just be a couple minutes," he said, winked at her, and moved to the bathroom. He knew Nana had pretty high tolerance for temperature, and right now hot water would definitely be the most effective, he thought. Turning the hot water valve on all the way, and then only lightly turning the cold water to make the tub fill faster, Mastema instead inspected the room, as if making sure it was 'good enough' for Nana.

A little more than two minutes later, Mastema re-emerged from the bathroom, carrying Nana's bathrobe for her. "Everything is ready for you now, dear. I hope the experience leaves you feeling like a changed woman." He chuckled, adding humor to the statement only so he didn't seem like a complete stuck up, as he offered the bathrobe to Nana.

Having passed the robe to Nana, Mastema wasn't quite expecting Nana to leave the door open, at least not that much, but it was nothing to start bickering over. He simply regarded it as meaning she was absolutely comfortable with it knowing he was in the other room

Outside Nana might be able to hear or at least guess that Mastema was getting rid of his formal clothing, probably getting into something more comfortable.... if anything. Nana might also notice that Mastema had done a little more than just run her a hot bath. On the bathroom counter, there was a lit incense stick, filling the bathroom with an aroma that Mastema had probably learned was to Nana's liking after several years of marriage. Any kind of shampoos or lotions she might have wanted were also easily in arms reach. Apparently there were many things Mastema could do in two minutes.

With the door open, a little bit of the scent was about to permeate the main room, and it made the room itself a little more pleasant if nothing else. Mastema went about stashing away both his and Nana's party clothing, perhaps things that would get to be worn again sometime. Mastema himself had taken to just using a robe right now, since there was no reason to return to his normal clothing right now. Moving over to Nana's side of the bed, he picked up her slip and folded it neatly, before placing it at the foot of the bed. With nothing else to really be done, Mastema mostly shut blinds for the window and dimmed the light a little, before laying himself on the bed and letting his own jelloy form relax for the first time of the day. His thoughts momentarily returned to the fact that Heine had not yet been found.