i have decided that today simply does not deserve my energy [nonexistent] please come back tomorrow
corxunum asked: ☛ - press a finger to my muse’s lips to shut them up [ I'd say Richard and Dee but in a setting of your choosing 😎 ]
domestic kisses + sentence starters: ACCEPTING
The young knight didn’t have to go. No. He shouldn’t go. So what if Lady Delilah left him a handwritten letter asking for him to meet her in the castle library in the dead of night. What of it? Trouble was trouble. And yet... Richard found himself slipping past the library’s oaken doors, only to catch sight of the woman’s familiar silhouette outlined by the moonlight shining in through the nearby window, and the few flickering candles littered throughout the library’s tight space. “M-...M’ Lady. I got yer’ le’er and... This is a bad idea,” whispered Richard, as he locked the library door behind them.“Tha’ is not to say tha’ seein’ ye’ durin’ the wee hours of nigh’ isn’t a pleasant surprise. I-... It is. It’s just tha’-... This... Us bein’ together-- in the library I mean. Us bein’ together in the library.-- It’s a bad idea. Wha’ if one of the maids catches us. Or wha’ if yer’ husband realizes yer’ outta’ bed and calls for a search throughout the castle? If he catches us here then we will be...”
Richard felt her finger press against his lips. Now that she had drawn closer, she was fully illuminated by the moonlight. She was... Bewitching. Richard couldn’t help but notice that enchanting glimmer in those bright eyes of her’s. ‘We shouldn’t do this. We really shouldn’t do this,’ his mind yelled over and over and over again, but for once in his life the young knight paid no attention to its ramblings. Instead, he cupped Lady Delilah’s slender hand in his own, before stealing another step closer. They were barely a hair’s length away. “Yer’ hands are cold,” he rasped, until finally- A kiss of breathless ecstasy. That’s what it felt like. Breathless ecstasy.