Outside Xan's Apartment Building, Manhattan, NY, Saturday

[sampippy]

Xanthippe was having a panic attack.

Okay, no she wasn't. But it felt like the brink of one? Because she was on the sidewalk outside the building she lived in now, waiting for Hyacinthe, and up - way, way up - in her apartment she had stuff ready for his visit and a couple of gifts because maybe this'd be the last time before he finally went home, and what if he didn't like anything and what if she was a huge loser and what if --

Anyway. Outwardly, she was mostly cool? Just... standing there, beanie on her head and a coat on over her dress, fidgeting with her phone for lack of a better thing to do with her hands. She looked fine.

But she was going to internally flail herself to death if he didn't get here soon.

[ooc: NFB and for the one mentioned!]

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[vrajna_kralis]

"I did point out where we were several times," Hyacinthe pointed out, hugging her close.

[sampippy]

That earned him a smack on the shoulder she wasn't currently smushing her face against to shield it from the world.

"I loved it," she mumbled, sounding petulant (but mostly just muffled). "I hate you."

[vrajna_kralis]

"Not how I remember you talking earlier," Hyacinthe said, laughing - and angling her a little more away from the street they'd came from. "You were beautiful," he whispered. "A goddess."

[sampippy]

Xanthippe was grateful. Somehow she sunk down into making herself even smaller, hunching her shoulders like she was trying to disappear - but it also meant she committed fully to leaning against him and his warmth.

"Stoooop," she whined, though maybe he shouldn't?

[vrajna_kralis]

Hyacinthe opened his jacket and then wrapped it around her, as if she were cold. But really, he was just blocking out the whole world.


"Never," he told her. "When you're glorious, you should be informed."

[sampippy]

And suddenly, Xanthippe felt about the safest she'd ever felt.

Underneath his jacket, she finally slid her arms around him, and mumbled, "You like me too much."

[vrajna_kralis]

"How dare you," Hyacinthe said, pressing a kiss to her forehead. "There is no such thing on this Earth nor any other. "

[sampippy]

"Yes there is," Xanthippe retorted immediately. It sounded petulant, but also a little bit like she was smiling anyway. A tiny bit. "And you're doing it."

[vrajna_kralis]

"I'm the Prince of Travellers," Hya pronounced, voice full of amused arrogance. "I do as I please, when I please, and no idea of 'too much' can stop me."

[sampippy]

"Also a Prince of Bullshit," Xanthippe replied, tilting her head until she could press a little kiss to his jaw.

She was going to miss him so much.

[vrajna_kralis]

"True," Hya allowed, burying his face in her hair. "Though I fail to see how that has any bearing on our current discussion."

He would miss her, too. A very great deal.

[sampippy]

Xan sighed, despite herself. Happily.

"Because you're here," she murmured, mostly because her face was smushed half against his neck. "Wrapping me up and telling me I'm, like, a goddess. Tell me that's not too much."

[vrajna_kralis]

"I refuse to lower my standards of treatment just because the rest of the world doesn't live up to them," Hyacinthe sniffed.

[sampippy]

Xanthippe snorted. "Pretty sure that makes you an arrogant jerk." No, it made him very dear to her. She sighed again, and shook her head. But very slowly. "I can't believe we did that, Hya."

You could tell she'd calmed down by how she managed to refer back to it without a whine or anything like it.

[vrajna_kralis]

"Arrogant? Possibly," Hya conceded. "A jerk? Hardly. One cannot be a jerk for refusing to treat someone less well than they deserve."

He straightened with one last kiss on the top of her head. "If you're having trouble believing in it, I'm happy to do it again." He canted his hips forward, letting her feel the last of his lingering reaction.

[sampippy]

"Oh my God," Xanthippe gasped, snickering, even though she should've expected that. Also, was that ever going to get old? Him reacting to her like that? She didn't think so.

She also finally pulled back enough so that she could reach up and kiss him. They hadn't kissed for, like, minutes. She had to rectify that.

[vrajna_kralis]

Very wise, Xan. Even if it did lead to Hya pushing her back against the wall to kiss her properly.

While grinding against her. Because, yes, he knew she liked the tangible proof of his desire.

[sampippy]

"Mmmh!"

That was what he got for his grinding. A very muffled but also very pleased noise, somewhere in the midst of that oh so proper kiss.

The hand creeping down from underneath his jacket and over his ass was absolutely necessary, too.

[vrajna_kralis]

Everyone knew that kissing someone properly involved a whole lot of impropriety.

"Why are we not back in your apartment again?" Hyacinthe groaned in her ear. "Where I could have you naked and in my lap already?"

[sampippy]

"Because we thought pizza was important," Xanthippe replied in an offended whine, because what had they been thinking?

Though on the plus side, they'd pretty much only made it one block away from her building.

[vrajna_kralis]

Why were they so stupid when takeout existed?

"Back home?" Hya asked, nipping at her neck, "or do we continue on?"

[sampippy]

She'd wanted to do something special and potentially fun! But in planning it, she'd forgotten they already tended to be pretty special and fun when they were together. Just... in a wholly different way that left little time and focus for cooking.

"Home," she sighed, because there was no other option. "We can get takeout." God, maybe the deli even delivered.

[vrajna_kralis]

It was New York. You could get a gallon of milk and a loaf of bread delivered if you really needed it.

"The door is barely going to close before I push myself inside you," Hyacinthe warned.

[sampippy]

"Promise?" Xanthippe almost purred, now nudging him away because sadly, they couldn't be quite this wrapped up together on their way back.

[vrajna_kralis]

Hyacinthe opened his coat and let her step away, then hastily covered himself with it again. No reason to be lewd in public - at least obviously so.

"Unless you give me something else to enjoy instead," he said, voice deep in his chest.