Pillow talk (complete)
Where: Hoover Hall, room 704
When: After this.
Who: Mozenrath and Meg (newlyweds, Meg just doesn't know it yet)
What: Meg tries to set some rules, Mozenrath sasses, they both snark, etc.
Warnings: Probably nothing. Maybe angst? Maybe PG-13 imagery?
Disclaimer: No, Mozenrath hasn't gone soft or gotten a heart - he just claimed a Queen. It's different. Though he probably should've run this by Hades first. Oops.
After, finally, consummating their "relationship" Mozenrath was feeling rather drained. Four hours of this type of activity was a ridiculous amount of time, and the ten minutes he spent holding her afterward just added to his irritating fatigue. It was odd how he had every intention of killing her, and still did, yet he went through all the trouble of binding her to him as his Queen.
Meg would find a new piece of jewelry magically set on her ankle and toe. Gold, with gems of deep sapphire blue - almost black in color. She would not be able to remove it as there was no clasp or fastening of any type. For Mozenrath that signified his bond to her, and if he were to die she would perish along with him. Not this dying physical body of his, of course, it had to be his actual spirit. (Not that she'd find out until it was much too late)
He let go of her and laid on his stomach beneath the black silk sheets, his face pressed against the pillow. Being completely nude after these sorts of activities was also unusual for him, he usually stayed completely dressed. He was starting to give up on trying to figure out how Meg managed to worm out such unusual behavior from him.
He sighed as he ran a hand through his impossibly long hair, then gave up half way when he realized there was too much to rein in right now. It could stay splayed on the bed, he just didn't care at the moment. He closed his eyes and tried to stop thinking. At least for a little while.
When: After this.
Who: Mozenrath and Meg (newlyweds, Meg just doesn't know it yet)
What: Meg tries to set some rules, Mozenrath sasses, they both snark, etc.
Warnings: Probably nothing. Maybe angst? Maybe PG-13 imagery?
Disclaimer: No, Mozenrath hasn't gone soft or gotten a heart - he just claimed a Queen. It's different. Though he probably should've run this by Hades first. Oops.
After, finally, consummating their "relationship" Mozenrath was feeling rather drained. Four hours of this type of activity was a ridiculous amount of time, and the ten minutes he spent holding her afterward just added to his irritating fatigue. It was odd how he had every intention of killing her, and still did, yet he went through all the trouble of binding her to him as his Queen.
Meg would find a new piece of jewelry magically set on her ankle and toe. Gold, with gems of deep sapphire blue - almost black in color. She would not be able to remove it as there was no clasp or fastening of any type. For Mozenrath that signified his bond to her, and if he were to die she would perish along with him. Not this dying physical body of his, of course, it had to be his actual spirit. (Not that she'd find out until it was much too late)
He let go of her and laid on his stomach beneath the black silk sheets, his face pressed against the pillow. Being completely nude after these sorts of activities was also unusual for him, he usually stayed completely dressed. He was starting to give up on trying to figure out how Meg managed to worm out such unusual behavior from him.
He sighed as he ran a hand through his impossibly long hair, then gave up half way when he realized there was too much to rein in right now. It could stay splayed on the bed, he just didn't care at the moment. He closed his eyes and tried to stop thinking. At least for a little while.