balls are {not} fun... (Fae)

[echolight4eva]

His eyes widened in surprise, but he swiftly got over this and slipped his hand to her back, holding her against him and kissing her back, heatedly.

[Cʀʏsᴛᴀʟ]

Oh, my, Faeldrin thought. She'd seen an intensity burning in him from the beginning, but she hadn't quite expected this. Perhaps it had been a bad idea after all. Too late to back out, she broke away and pulled him backward toward the neatly made bed.

[echolight4eva]

He smirked at her, not quite different from the smirks he gave his skaa victims at the Pits. He waited for her okay to go on- still fighting his inner urge to be in charge.

[Cʀʏsᴛᴀʟ]

Fae pulled him closer to her and ran her hands down his chest, finding the buttons and ties that held his shirt closed. "I have a feeling you care little about people finding out about this," she said.

[echolight4eva]

"You would be correct in assuming so," he said, unbuttoning his shirt and revealing his muscular abdomen. "But do you?"

[Cʀʏsᴛᴀʟ]

"I haven't decided yet," Fae murmured. She pushed his shirt off his shoulders and let it fall to the ground, taking in his bare chest. He was certainly handsome, she had to give him that. A cruel sort of handsome, but handsome nonetheless. Those thoughts led down a path that brought her mind to the last man she'd shared a bed with, the man her father had killed. The man who gazed at her with soft eyes and told her he'd love her forever....

With a renewed ferocity, Fae kissed him again, pushing him back and causing them both to fall onto the bed.

[echolight4eva]

Theon kissed her back with a ferocity to match hers, holding her shoulder with one hand and touching her face with the other.

[Cʀʏsᴛᴀʟ]

Fae ran her hands down his chest, feeling his hard muscles and each ripple over his stomach. She hadn't been in someone's arms for so long, skin to skin... was she betraying him though? He was dead, but she swore to never forget him. She might be lashing out at her father, but at the same time she was giving herself to another man, however meaningless.

She pushed the thought of her mind and sat up, her hands pressed against his stomach. "Well, are you going to help me?" she asked, somehow managing to sound confident despite being breathless. "These dresses aren't particularly easy to get out of."

[echolight4eva]

Theon blinked and sat up. "Oh, of course. What can I do to help?"

[Cʀʏsᴛᴀʟ]

Fae turned over so she was sitting on his lap. "Undo the back," she told him. "And the corset."

[echolight4eva]

His eyebrows raised when she sat in his lap, but slowly began to unlace the dress, leaning down to kiss her neck. His fingers deftly undid the dress and went on to the corset, all the while kissing her neck where it met her shoulder.

[Cʀʏsᴛᴀʟ]

Fae closed her eyes, her back arching as his warm lips touched her sensitive skin. With the back undone, she was able to reach up and pushed the dress off her shoulders and then pull her arms out of the long sleeves. After that, she stood up and let the ball gown drop to the floor.

With her bare back to him, the tattoo on her shoulder was visible for the first time, the faint and simple H that almost blended in with her skin.

[echolight4eva]

Theon's eyes swept over her, greedily taking in every detail before he noticed the H on her shoulder. He stood behind her and ran his hands over her sides and arms, faintly touching the letter tattoo. "What's this?" he asked quietly.

[Cʀʏsᴛᴀʟ]

Fae flinched slightly at his touch. She knew what he was talking about without having to look. "It's an H," she said, as if stating the obvious might make him drop it.

[echolight4eva]

He blinked, giving a soft snort. "I can see that," he said. "But what does it mean?"