( her hand slides up his chest to rest over his heart, feeling the race of the beat, comforting in a small way and such a different feeling to the pounding, the even quicker beat of both of her own.
river chuckles at his comment, breath hot against his neck. she tips her head up, pressing a kiss to his neck, catching his pulse and kissing again slower, sucking a mark in place )
As are you. ( her words come slowly, quietly. there are rare times when river actually cuddles, most often getting what she needs and being on her way. magnus is an exception, a measure of her trust to give him this gentle, almost vulnerable moment, and to take her own small pleasure in getting to see and feel just how she affected him )
Magnificent... and terrible.
( coming from her. but it's the best kind of terrible, the only good kind, and she loves how he is. matching her wicked ways, teasing and loving her so thoroughly. she doesn't think she'll ever get bored of him and river dearly hopes that's true )
[ He groans softly as she makes her mark on him, tipping his head back so she has better access. He has no problem with it, has never had a problem with it from any lover, and won't be doing anything foolish like putting on more make up or wearing a scarf to hide the mark tomorrow. He likes the memories, in whatever form they come in.
He chuckles at her compliment, sliding his hand up and down her back. He lets them both relax like that for a few moments before he presses a kiss to her ear, lets his lips find her ear again. ]
You'll stay? [ He doesn't sound needy about it, though he is hopeful. It's just that, with a woman like River, she disappears as quickly and easily as she appears. It's a trait of Magnus', too, just in place, not time. ]
( river straightens at his question, slowly sitting up to look at him. she uses the moment to lift herself from him, sliding his cock from her before settling in his lap again, getting a new comfortable position )
Give me a reason to.
( she didn't often stay because river rarely needed to sleep, but mostly because in these moments after she didn't always know what to do. she didn't have a life here and making connections had always been a weaker point for her.
but she'd stayed before. magnus had given her reason to then and she would again if he asked, if he wanted her to enough )
[ He wishes that would be enough, but he's been on the other side of this, been the one always leaving, always moving, never staying. Sometimes the other person's wants are just not enough.
So he flings his hand in an errant wave at the same time as he flips them. His magic extends the sofa seat into something more like a queen bed and they tumble so that he's atop her. Smiling. ]
Because I'm finally going to tell you why I'm banned from Peru.
( river laughs as they land, hands landing at his waist. she tugs him closer, a curious expression on her as she looks at him, considering that story. it does sound like it'll be interesting and definitely worth staying for )
Oh?
( she pretends to think on it a little more before leaning up to quickly kiss him )
[ He hums into the kiss, brief though it is, and chases after it futilely. His natural instinct takes over as he leans in to kiss her cheek, move his way down to her neck and ear. ]
I have absolutely no idea.
[ He snickers as he pulls back. ]
I mean, there was the time that I was a pirate and stole a ship full of guano. And there was the orgy in the warlock council chambers. And there was the time that I stole from the national museum and from one of the high warlocks herself. The former was returned to the indigenous people and the latter was a pretty bracelet I still have around here somewhere. But the point is: I received a letter banning me from the entire country for crimes unspeakable, and I can't for the life of me get anyone to tell me which crime. They refuse to speak them.
( there's a slightly disappointed hum. whilst his stories are particularly juicy, rather scandalous at parts, it wasn't the story that river had been hoping for. some of that she'd done and never been banned from anywhere )
Maybe it's better not knowing.
( she runs her fingers over his waist, kneading her thumbs a little )
[ He grins crookedly, reaching up to push her hair back, though the abundance of curls makes the attempt to tuck some behind her ear rather fruitless. ]
I need to get banned from several other places before I'm satisfied. But people are remarkably open to my antics, aside from Peru, apparently.
I know a few places where that could happen with ease.
( though considering that they were places that river enjoyed, meaning that she just toed the line, she isn't certain that she wanted to introduce him )
Though if you really were looking for some scandal--
( it may not be his cup of tea though considering the scandal wasn't really sex. he shouldn't ask what kind of places she visited )
I'll mark them down on the bucket list for some day in the future.
[ Because at this moment, he doesn't want to gallivant. He wants to lay with River a bit longer, perhaps make love to her again later, but mostly just spend time with her. ]
( river shifts her leg so that it's gently rubbing against his, deciding to go with her more thrilling of the scandals. she's not certain that she'd want his name to be on some of the guest lists that hers is )
You'd need a few more clothes than that.
( she's more fond of show than tell but just this once )
But there are a few places that would be very interesting.
( she punctuates the last few words with kisses to his neck, hoping he'll get the idea of her risk. an adventure, particularly with the thrill of danger, is one good way to put her in the mood. and sex where they could be caught-- doubly thrilling, particularly scandalous )
[ It honestly doesn't take much to get Magnus' attention, to get him excited about an adventure. Plus, he knows that with River, it's destined to be something worth talking about later, a story to tell.
He trails his hand down her thigh and up, wanting to encourage that contact between them, but River implies that he needs to get dressed and so he doesn't try to start anything. At this juncture.
Magnus hums softly at the kisses, then starts to move up onto his knees. He snaps his fingers and now he's clean, fully dressed in a standardly stunning ensemble: waistcoat and cravat and tight pants and sparkling everywhere with accessories. His makeup is on point again, his hair unmussed. He's ready to go. Take him anywhere, River. ]
( river takes a moment to admire his new dress, leaning up to quickly kiss him before using her new freedom to slip from the bed. she steps back over towards her bag at the table, pulling out what looks like a perfume bottle, spraying herself with it.
in what looks like a cloud of golden dust river's outfit changes before his eyes, blue dress replaced by a black jacket and dark pants, long green top, accessories and black high boots, her hair once again as neat as when she'd first arrived.
she straps her vortex manipulator back to her wrist, tapping in the coordinates to a planet with a city not too unlike manhattan, before stepping back over to him, holding her hand out )
Travel can be a little rough.
( a lot of people felt unwell with a vortex manipulator. cheap and nasty time travel but it served her well )
[ If Magnus didn't have the same ability with magic as she does with the fake perfume bottle, he would be jealous. As it is, he simply saunters over to follow her, admiring the change and the new outfit. It's a clever little contraption, one he hopes to create a copy of one day, only with magic instead of tech. ]
Portals are rough. [ He takes her hand and makes a point to intertwine their fingers, just to hold on. He knows how bumpy of a ride it can be traveling from place to place on Earth. Time and space are probably even worse. ]
( river chuckles, admiring the confidence before pressing the final button on the manipulator. it's quick, an almost instantaneous pop before they're in a city that looks as familiar as it does alien.
it has a very new york feel to it, mixed with alien architecture, different races walking amongst them. river reaches her other hand out to his elbow to steady him, just in case the travel took more of a toll on him than he expected )
What do you think?
( first impressions before she gives the where and when )
[ Magnus is definitely not sick off the ride, but he does seem startled by how instantaneous it is. Even a portal requires a little bit of walking, a little bit of time spent in the nether between locations.
He blinks multiple times to get his bearings, but his feet are steady enough that he doesn't need her hand on his elbow. It's just nice.
His gaze immediately flies all over their surroundings, trying to take in every detail even though it's not possible.
( her smile widens, his enjoyment giving her pleasure, a little excitement, and river drops her hand from his arm, squeezing his other hand as she gives him a little tug along the street.
there were so many places that she could have taken him -- she'd considered ruins, a little thrill of danger, but this time she'd gone with just a city. not that it didn't have its own set of excitement )
One of my favourite museums is in this city. It's somewhere I come when I need to just enjoy the beauty.
[ His step is momentarily unsure, but if he's learned anything in his life, it's that the best way to find your feet is to run ahead. So he follows without hesitation, trusting River to guide him along while he gets his head on straight again.
His eyes never leave their surroundings though, don't turn to River just yet. There's so much to take in. ]
Is that where we're going? On a school field trip?
[ He's entirely teasing. He's entirely excited by the idea. ]
( there's a light chuckle, river increasing their pace a little, keeping his hand securely in her own )
It's the 39th century. There's a lot we can do.
( even in a museum, though that doesn't happen to be the place that she's taking them. she promised him an adventure, some thrill and even though she has managed to do that in a museum (stealing something) it's not the experience that she's going for.
she leads him down the streets, through a gate that should look like it leads them to a park but suddenly the architecture has changed, almost as if it's a different time period or the architects couldn't agree on the style.
where the streets had been a bustling, advanced city with high buildings this new area is almost ancient looking, a relic in comparison. crumbling buildings, ruins of something else. but river knows exactly where she's going, weaving through the stones )
[ The mention of the 39th century startles him; it's a time period he never thought humanity would get to, let alone that he would see. It's all he can do to follow along with her, eyes wide as he tries to take everything in.
He wishes they could fly, enchant something to let them ride it through the skyline and see all that there is to see. But he trusts River to show him the good bits, the fun bits. And so he's not fully surprised by the site of the ruins when they get there. His gaze slides over everything, but he has to split his attention between that and following River's lead as they weave through the stones. ]
Millennia ago, before humans ever discovered this planet, this was home to some of the greatest musicians across the universe.
( okay, they weren't that great, not in river's opinion, but it's what they were known as. centuries have happened since then, new music coming forth but history books will still be written )
These are the ruins of that first civilisation.
( she keeps leading him, eventually taking him down into the ruins. the new civilisation had been build above ground where this one had lived both above and below ground )
[ He reacts with the appropriate awe, wishing that he could hear that music, hoping that they still play something like it somewhere in the city, so that he and River can enjoy it later.
He continues to follow along, but as they descend, he raises a brow and asks in a cheeky tone: ]
Are you taking me down to fuck in the catacombs, my dear?
( as much as she, jokingly, sounds scandalised river can't deny that she'd considered the idea. but it wasn't the plan. not the immediate plan -- if it ended up happening who was she to stop it? )
I'm showing you something you'll never get to see again. A little adventure.
I'd like to return to Peru again, but some things are worth it.
[ He's completely teasing. He has nothing against sex in strange places, but he's not leaping at the opportunity to do so surrounded by the ghosts of millennia. ]
You always take me to the best places. [ He smiles, more genuine, less teasing, excitement lighting up his eyes. ]
( who knows, maybe she'll have shown him better than this in the past. tombs weren't for everyone -- she was an archaeologist, she loved them, but they certainly weren't everyone's idea of a date.
as they descend river lifts a wooden torch from a holder, using it to light their path as she leads them deeper inside the ruin.
eventually, after a few winding corridors, they'll come to a room that opens out, a wide round hall )
I've always wanted to come here.
( though, perhaps, here as it used to be -- to see a concert in this very hall )
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river chuckles at his comment, breath hot against his neck. she tips her head up, pressing a kiss to his neck, catching his pulse and kissing again slower, sucking a mark in place )
As are you. ( her words come slowly, quietly. there are rare times when river actually cuddles, most often getting what she needs and being on her way. magnus is an exception, a measure of her trust to give him this gentle, almost vulnerable moment, and to take her own small pleasure in getting to see and feel just how she affected him )
Magnificent... and terrible.
( coming from her. but it's the best kind of terrible, the only good kind, and she loves how he is. matching her wicked ways, teasing and loving her so thoroughly. she doesn't think she'll ever get bored of him and river dearly hopes that's true )
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He chuckles at her compliment, sliding his hand up and down her back. He lets them both relax like that for a few moments before he presses a kiss to her ear, lets his lips find her ear again. ]
You'll stay? [ He doesn't sound needy about it, though he is hopeful. It's just that, with a woman like River, she disappears as quickly and easily as she appears. It's a trait of Magnus', too, just in place, not time. ]
Or do I lose you again?
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Give me a reason to.
( she didn't often stay because river rarely needed to sleep, but mostly because in these moments after she didn't always know what to do. she didn't have a life here and making connections had always been a weaker point for her.
but she'd stayed before. magnus had given her reason to then and she would again if he asked, if he wanted her to enough )
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[ He wishes that would be enough, but he's been on the other side of this, been the one always leaving, always moving, never staying. Sometimes the other person's wants are just not enough.
So he flings his hand in an errant wave at the same time as he flips them. His magic extends the sofa seat into something more like a queen bed and they tumble so that he's atop her. Smiling. ]
Because I'm finally going to tell you why I'm banned from Peru.
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Oh?
( she pretends to think on it a little more before leaning up to quickly kiss him )
Make it good.
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I have absolutely no idea.
[ He snickers as he pulls back. ]
I mean, there was the time that I was a pirate and stole a ship full of guano. And there was the orgy in the warlock council chambers. And there was the time that I stole from the national museum and from one of the high warlocks herself. The former was returned to the indigenous people and the latter was a pretty bracelet I still have around here somewhere. But the point is: I received a letter banning me from the entire country for crimes unspeakable, and I can't for the life of me get anyone to tell me which crime. They refuse to speak them.
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Maybe it's better not knowing.
( she runs her fingers over his waist, kneading her thumbs a little )
It could be all accumulated.
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[ He grins crookedly, reaching up to push her hair back, though the abundance of curls makes the attempt to tuck some behind her ear rather fruitless. ]
I need to get banned from several other places before I'm satisfied. But people are remarkably open to my antics, aside from Peru, apparently.
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( though considering that they were places that river enjoyed, meaning that she just toed the line, she isn't certain that she wanted to introduce him )
Though if you really were looking for some scandal--
( it may not be his cup of tea though considering the scandal wasn't really sex. he shouldn't ask what kind of places she visited )
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I'll mark them down on the bucket list for some day in the future.
[ Because at this moment, he doesn't want to gallivant. He wants to lay with River a bit longer, perhaps make love to her again later, but mostly just spend time with her. ]
What did you have in mind?
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( river shifts her leg so that it's gently rubbing against his, deciding to go with her more thrilling of the scandals. she's not certain that she'd want his name to be on some of the guest lists that hers is )
You'd need a few more clothes than that.
( she's more fond of show than tell but just this once )
But there are a few places that would be very interesting.
( she punctuates the last few words with kisses to his neck, hoping he'll get the idea of her risk. an adventure, particularly with the thrill of danger, is one good way to put her in the mood. and sex where they could be caught-- doubly thrilling, particularly scandalous )
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He trails his hand down her thigh and up, wanting to encourage that contact between them, but River implies that he needs to get dressed and so he doesn't try to start anything. At this juncture.
Magnus hums softly at the kisses, then starts to move up onto his knees. He snaps his fingers and now he's clean, fully dressed in a standardly stunning ensemble: waistcoat and cravat and tight pants and sparkling everywhere with accessories. His makeup is on point again, his hair unmussed. He's ready to go. Take him anywhere, River. ]
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in what looks like a cloud of golden dust river's outfit changes before his eyes, blue dress replaced by a black jacket and dark pants, long green top, accessories and black high boots, her hair once again as neat as when she'd first arrived.
she straps her vortex manipulator back to her wrist, tapping in the coordinates to a planet with a city not too unlike manhattan, before stepping back over to him, holding her hand out )
Travel can be a little rough.
( a lot of people felt unwell with a vortex manipulator. cheap and nasty time travel but it served her well )
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Portals are rough. [ He takes her hand and makes a point to intertwine their fingers, just to hold on. He knows how bumpy of a ride it can be traveling from place to place on Earth. Time and space are probably even worse. ]
You don't have to worry about me, darling.
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it has a very new york feel to it, mixed with alien architecture, different races walking amongst them. river reaches her other hand out to his elbow to steady him, just in case the travel took more of a toll on him than he expected )
What do you think?
( first impressions before she gives the where and when )
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He blinks multiple times to get his bearings, but his feet are steady enough that he doesn't need her hand on his elbow. It's just nice.
His gaze immediately flies all over their surroundings, trying to take in every detail even though it's not possible.
He grins, impossibly bright. ]
It's beautiful.
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( her smile widens, his enjoyment giving her pleasure, a little excitement, and river drops her hand from his arm, squeezing his other hand as she gives him a little tug along the street.
there were so many places that she could have taken him -- she'd considered ruins, a little thrill of danger, but this time she'd gone with just a city. not that it didn't have its own set of excitement )
One of my favourite museums is in this city. It's somewhere I come when I need to just enjoy the beauty.
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His eyes never leave their surroundings though, don't turn to River just yet. There's so much to take in. ]
Is that where we're going? On a school field trip?
[ He's entirely teasing. He's entirely excited by the idea. ]
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It's the 39th century. There's a lot we can do.
( even in a museum, though that doesn't happen to be the place that she's taking them. she promised him an adventure, some thrill and even though she has managed to do that in a museum (stealing something) it's not the experience that she's going for.
she leads him down the streets, through a gate that should look like it leads them to a park but suddenly the architecture has changed, almost as if it's a different time period or the architects couldn't agree on the style.
where the streets had been a bustling, advanced city with high buildings this new area is almost ancient looking, a relic in comparison. crumbling buildings, ruins of something else. but river knows exactly where she's going, weaving through the stones )
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He wishes they could fly, enchant something to let them ride it through the skyline and see all that there is to see. But he trusts River to show him the good bits, the fun bits. And so he's not fully surprised by the site of the ruins when they get there. His gaze slides over everything, but he has to split his attention between that and following River's lead as they weave through the stones. ]
What is this place?
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( okay, they weren't that great, not in river's opinion, but it's what they were known as. centuries have happened since then, new music coming forth but history books will still be written )
These are the ruins of that first civilisation.
( she keeps leading him, eventually taking him down into the ruins. the new civilisation had been build above ground where this one had lived both above and below ground )
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He continues to follow along, but as they descend, he raises a brow and asks in a cheeky tone: ]
Are you taking me down to fuck in the catacombs, my dear?
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( as much as she, jokingly, sounds scandalised river can't deny that she'd considered the idea. but it wasn't the plan. not the immediate plan -- if it ended up happening who was she to stop it? )
I'm showing you something you'll never get to see again. A little adventure.
( that was what she'd first promised )
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[ He's completely teasing. He has nothing against sex in strange places, but he's not leaping at the opportunity to do so surrounded by the ghosts of millennia. ]
You always take me to the best places. [ He smiles, more genuine, less teasing, excitement lighting up his eyes. ]
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( who knows, maybe she'll have shown him better than this in the past. tombs weren't for everyone -- she was an archaeologist, she loved them, but they certainly weren't everyone's idea of a date.
as they descend river lifts a wooden torch from a holder, using it to light their path as she leads them deeper inside the ruin.
eventually, after a few winding corridors, they'll come to a room that opens out, a wide round hall )
I've always wanted to come here.
( though, perhaps, here as it used to be -- to see a concert in this very hall )
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sorry! i totally lost this tag! D:
gasp. for shame
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