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( Their last conversation had been rather interesting, to begin with, if not a tad scandalous if anyone had caught wind of it. It was just good luck that no one had, and only Hyne knew what they would have thought of her if they had? That she could be a bad influence or something maybe, which granted she could possibly be -though not towards anything untoward, but more like "relax from your responsibilities for a bit" kind of way.

But since that particular incident, well, the topic hadn't come out again, and maybe it wouldn't, or at least not this time, as he had looked quite embarrassed by admitting wanting that, and she wasn't about to pressure him for anything. The man had more than enough on his plate as it was, and this was supposed to be a political visit, not an opportunity for a dalliance, and she was just here with Selphie and Quistis to protect the envoy. She was being evaluated for Hyne's sake to see if the path of a SeeD was right for her.

So Rinoa had let it go and didn't bring it up again, not as if she could with people around, still she had behaved and didn't even tease him about it! Quistis would be proud of her if she knew! No, it was better to let Dimitri decide when and how it happened, and given how much time it had passed, it might be whenever she happened to drop by next, or he could have pursued that somewhere else, the people that surrounded him had been with him for years, after all. )

And that might be for the best, maybe.

( Because honest to Hyne, it's not as if she had experience with what he wanted, but she had been curious and willing to try. More so after what happened with Ultimecia and how the sorceress had violated her mind and controlled her, and maybe she just wanted to have control over someone that gave it to her willingly and see how it felt. It was a complicated array of feelings and some that she couldn't discuss with anyone but Edea.

Maybe it was the mess of feelings that had made her skip dinner and remain in the rooms that had been given to her, silently lying on the bed trying to sleep and thinking that maybe it was for the better that nothing happened, she will be gone soon, and they could forget that conversation had even happened. )

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Oh, that's true...

[ He pauses. ]

...we could use fixings in the room. Or I could - uh. Leave and come back with something?

[ Oops. This is a bit poorly planned. ]

I suppose we could use something from this room unless you think you can go and come back without anyone noticing you. Your, ah, advisors might have something to say about you slipping in and out of my room.

( Mostly something about appearances, not to mention, she might also get a bit of a lecture herself because they were here for work or something, yet here she was planning a dalliance with the king. )

If not, hmm, do you think those ties for the bed curtains could help?

...I think they would do, in a pinch.

[ And if he breaks them, well, they're not that important, are they? He takes a few more steps into the room and then glances down at her. ]

...shall we make an attempt? [ Man, that's such an unsexy way to ask. ]

( She gives him a bit of a blank look because it really wasn't the sexy way to ask for it and get her in the mood to ask, but she will be kind enough to forgive him that and put it down at him being nervous. )

Seeing as you came all the way here, we should. Though, I think we might need to establish a safe word or something.

( That was the proper etiquette for what they were attempting to do, or so she had heard someone say when talking about it. She undid her robe and didn't feel that embarrassed over what she was wearing at the moment, as she sometimes favored certain things. )

A safeword...

[ His train of thought derails a moment later when he sees what exactly she's wearing underneath the robe. He stares for a long moment, his ears turning a bit red. ]

Oh. You... you look very beautiful.

[ Rather than some other, more vulgar word. But that's Dimitri. ]

You're always so proper, and it's sweet. Also, I do appreciate the compliment and that you approve.

( And as much as she would have liked to say she planned on it, she really didn't, even though it might look like it. For a moment, she stood there, a tad bit nervous and hesitant, wondering how to best proceed with this. )

So, are you going to keep your clothes on or what will your preference be?

Ah-

[ That is the question, isn't it? ]

In my fantasies... I'm usually nude. [ He feels like he's being a bit clinical. ]

I think you might enjoy that view as well.

( He really is being quite perfunctory here, but she's going to jolt it down to him being nervous, mixed with his usual proper manners or something. She's not going to see it as lacking in want, as he had come here after all when he could have easily pretended their talk didn't happen. She drapes her robe over the back of a chair and moves closer to him as he doesn't seem that inclined to do so yet. )

I know that I will. But I think you might need to relax a bit and not be that embarrassed about this. ( She moves to gently rest her hands over his cheeks, lightly running her thumbs over his cheekbones. ) Can you do that for me?

( And that's not an order unless he wants to take it as such. )

I - yes, yes I will. I apologize, I must seem an awfully poor partner at this point...

[ He leans down into her touch and reaches up to cradle her hands with his and take a long, slow breath. Then he smiles. ]

Let's start slowly, then. You... you are beautiful. And I would love to kiss you.

[ He suits his actions to his words and he leans down to press a slow kiss against her lips. Maybe he's taking a bit of liberty, but... here he is. ]

( She smiled back at him before he kisses her. And really, he was not taking any liberties that she wasn't willing to give him. Her frame presses against his, and kisses him back slowly, familiarizing herself with him, he's only the fourth man she has kissed in her life.

And regardless that she's apparently willing to do something like this with him. But she has been told she needs to indulge herself, make the most of the fact she's unattached, and Dimitri is a very handsome man, kind to a fault, but willing to do quite a lot for the people under his protection, ~~a bit broken~~ and that's just the type of things that draws her in.

But for this moment, she will let him lead a bit, and set the initial pace so he can grow more comfortable, after all, what she's asking of her requires a lot of trust. )

[ For a little while, he's happy to lead. To let the kiss deepen and wrap his arms around her and feel the thin fabric of her sleepingwear. It's adorable and enticing and he wants to feel more of her. He wants to be close, to drink her scent and taste. But that's not quite why he's here, is it? Still, the kiss deepens, tongue and teeth probing deeper and dragging against her lips until he's short of breath and his face is flushed. Only then does he ease back half a step, his smile a little lopsided. ]

Goddess, I simply want to touch every part of you...

[ He is being unabashedly honest. That's probably a good thing. ]

I'll be yours. For as long as you want. [ Or just for tonight. ]

( It's a good move on her part to let him lead, as it seems to have eased him into the necessary mind frame, or at least, in a good direction. And it's not as if she minds his hands on her or the deep kiss that leaves her nearly breathless, as those are good actions and ones that, under different circumstances, will more than indulge in and let them carry on to where he wanted them to go.

She flushes a bit at his blatant honesty, but, at the same time, she can't help but smile. )

Hmm, I suppose you can touch a bit before we, you know, start anything.

( That will depend on how eager or not he was to start the main reason he is here, as it's not as if she will mind indulging him. )

Oh! Quite the promise there. Hopefully, you won't regret it.

I doubt you'll give me cause.

[ He murmurs with a low laugh, his expression spreading into a wide smile. He gives her sides a little squeeze and then takes a step toward the bed. He's trying to both lead and follow at the same time, so it's a little strange for him. Not anyone's fault - he's just jumping right in! ]

What would you have from me now?

[ He finds her hand and interlaces their fingers with a little squeeze. ]

( It was sweet that he thought that! But she also had to consider this might not be a complicated thing, as it could only be a one-night thing. But she will deal with that later, and it was a problem for future Rinoa here.

She regarded him for a few seconds before considering their next steps, though she had more or less of an idea. She squeezed his hand back, before slowly letting go and moving towards her bed (thankful her room wasn't one of those big rooms, complete with an antechamber) and lightly fiddled with one of the cords that kept the bed curtains pulled back. )

For this, I'm going to guess that, you want to be on the bed, right?

I think it'd be best, unless you'd rather I be on the floor.

[ He sounds a touch amused at the idea. Although on reflection, kneeling on floorboards sounds very uncomfortable, so maybe not the best idea. He draws away from her and starts to tug his shirt off. There's muscle under there - and scars. He's powerful looking, but that's something they both know already. And maybe he wants to get ahead of the curve. Or show off a bit. ]

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