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Good! I'd hate to think I broke my favorite teddy bear with a hug.

[Still laughing, but with a more gentle squeeze attached]

I'm glad you are. You'd be a bad Champion otherwise.

I think I could get used to holding that position.

Champion... now there's a title. I feel like I should be riding around with a sword or something.

Good. Because you're very warm.

And if you want a sword...I can get you one. You agreed to it, though. And it makes more sense for you to use your bow. I'm better with a sword than you. [Sticks out her tongue]

Good, because it's freezing outside right now.

[He laughs softly at that and shakes his head.]

No, I'll stick with my bow. I can use a sword, kind of, but it's been a long time since I tried. I'd probably cut my fingers off.

Well, that's part of why I'm snuggling with you, isn't it?

And you know...I could always help you with that.

That would be the reason. On top of my charm, wit and grace, I'd hope.

Oh? Sword fighting. I admit, I've been thinking of picking up a few other things. Been working on old circus skills.

Well, of course. You've got talents I appreciate, dearest. Your witty tongue among them.

Were you in the circus? Then that might make it even easier to teach you how to really fight...

Yup. See, it takes someone classy to realise that. Most people just dismiss it as me being a smartass.

Yeah, I was in the circus. Ran away with my brother and joined up when I was eleven or so. It's where I learned to shoot.

I'm not always classy, you know. And I have other uses for your tongue if you think you're being to much of a smartass.

[She tweaks his nose]

You ran away to join the circus. Are you any good at acrobatics?

Why, Saori, I'm shocked to hear you using such language.

[He grins and winks teasingly at her.]

I did. And I am. Trapeze I can do. I can walk a tightrope, juggle.

Oh...fuck you.

[She kisses him on the cheek, winking right back.]

And if you're an acrobat, that'll make my training a little easier on you.

Well, if you really want to...

[He gives her a heated look.]

Should I be worried? Gotta admit, been a while since normal training at home was much of a challenge.

That... [Her hand slid lower...her voice slightly huskier than before. She has to admit he's certainly made her bolder.] Could be arranged.

[She just smiles]

I can be a harsh teacher, you know.

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[He hisses softly at the teasing promise in her voice, and oh, that voice does terrible things to him.]

Oh well, that's nothing new. I'm good with harsh training.

[Well...it's her turn to be gentle with him, isn't it? After all, teasing and not delivering she knows is the height of cruelty. And she's at least found her feet on this ground.]

Then we'll begin...soon.

[Almost mockingly she finishes her sentence, one finger softly sliding along his chest, mindful of injury and ever so gently. The other hand stops just above his waist, fingers strumming expectantly on muscle. Waiting with a lazy smile on her face, perhaps for permission or perhaps just to increase the anticipation...]

[He opens his mouth to reply to that, but the hand against his chest, sliding slowly down, kind of drives most rational thought out of his head. Not that he's often accused of stuff like rational thought to begin with.

He touches her hand lightly, smiling back just as warm and hungry as she is.]

[When he doesn't respond, she reaches lower and pulls down whatever cloth was in the way, her own gown disappearing with a soft shimmer. Leaning in she kisses his cheek gently, then moves on top of him, still careful of his injury. Looking down at him, she gives him a voracious grin, a little shiver running through her as the blanket slides down her bare back.]

I'll be gentle, dearest.

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