Diplomatic Immunity: Wedding Bells a'Ringing

[Rystil Arden]

"That's fine Helena, what ever you want. You probably should lay down though, but I can do it through your clothing, so there's nothing wrong with keeping it on."

Vasha also tries to employ the looking past tecnique that was suggested to her. Once Helena lays down, she casts her spell and begins with a gentile shoulder massage.

"How's that feel?"

(OOC: Looking past won't work if she wants to concentrate on Helena to have the hands do their thing--that sorta requires looking directly at her body to decide where to move them)

"It might not be safe for you, though. I'd like the back massage with my back bare, but then you might be affected if you have to look..."

 

[Bront]

"Well, I'm willing to risk it," Vasha says. "But we can try with it not bare first, maybe I can get used to it after a bit."

 

[Rystil Arden]

"Well, I'm willing to risk it," Vasha says. "But we can try with it not bare first, maybe I can get used to it after a bit."

"You mean like if I hold really really still and you memorise where everything is?" Helena asks, then nods, "I'll try my best."

*She lies down with her belly down and her back facing up to receive the massage, clothes still on for the moment. She holds as still as she can, muscles tense and rigid to aid her in this endeavour.*

 

[Rystil Arden]

Tiberius sighs and hugs her close, “You definitely haven’t failed me as a wife, and I lay no blame at your feet at all in this matter...I’ve failed you...by not being as strong as you’d hoped...or as strong I should have been. I certainly don’t want a divorce, Claudia, as my love for you hasn’t waned in the least. And I wasn’t saying we shouldn’t have married...as I wouldn’t trade a moment with you for anything...just that marrying while our duties take us to different parts of the Empire has been...far harder to endure, than I’d thought it would be. I see this as a wakeup call, for me to do better in the future...starting now, and continuing when I return to the Empire. Hopefully, Ammon’s suggestions will allow us to spend more time together in future, and then I can remain the faithful and devoted husband you deserve. Can you forgive me for straying, dear heart?” he asks, kissing her on the forehead.

*Claudia nods, mute for a short time, tears in her eyes, then she works up the will to speak, clearing a frog in her throat first.*

"Yes...I forgive you, Tiberius. It's just...with all that, and then all these beautiful women here and Aspasia, all of them are so much more beautiful than I am...it makes me feel like a nobody, like an ugly thing, like some kind of troll. But before, I could always boost my self-esteem by reminding myself I have you...and our love is ours and ours alone--no matter how beautiful the other woman might be, I never had to worry that you would be giving tender kisses and hugs to them, and so that made me feel wanted..."

 

[Bront]

"You mean like if I hold really really still and you memorise where everything is?" Helena asks, then nods, "I'll try my best."

*She lies down with her belly down and her back facing up to receive the massage, clothes still on for the moment. She holds as still as she can, muscles tense and rigid to aid her in this endeavour.*

"No, silly, I ment your... effect. Just relax, and let the hands do their work..." She says as she moves the hands over to work on her shoulders.

 

[Rystil Arden]

"No, silly, I ment your... effect. Just relax, and let the hands do their work..." She says as she moves the hands over to work on her shoulders.

"Trust me, if I disrobe, it won't help," Helena sighs, but she quickly lets the tension go and closes her eyes, ready to let Vasha's hands do their work.

 

[Bront]

"Trust me, if I disrobe, it won't help," Helena sighs, but she quickly lets the tension go and closes her eyes, ready to let Vasha's hands do their work.

"Helena, I realy would love to bask in your beauty, I realy would. But you are beautiful on the inside as well, and that is why I am here." She works the shoulders, a bit deeper as Helena relaxes.

 

[Rystil Arden]

"Helena, I realy would love to bask in your beauty, I realy would. But you are beautiful on the inside as well, and that is why I am here." She works the shoulders, a bit deeper as Helena relaxes.

"Thank you Vasha...maybe we can try some time--you can tie yourself up first just in case," she sighs, but this time it might be in pleasure, as her shoulders slowly relax.

 

[Bront]

"Thank you Vasha...maybe we can try some time--you can tie yourself up first just in case," she sighs, but this time it might be in pleasure, as her shoulders slowly relax.

"I don't know, would throwing myself at you be that bad?" Vasha asks. "Or is it not accepted in Rowanai culture?"

Vasha moves up and down the spine gently carressing and massaging.

 

[Rystil Arden]

"I don't know, would throwing myself at you be that bad?" Vasha asks. "Or is it not accepted in Rowanai culture?"

Vasha moves up and down the spine gently carressing and massaging.

"No, it would make me terribly sad...to overpower your mind like that and make you do things not of your own accord...it seems too much like a rape to me. I don't want that to happen unless I already know someone very well first and fall in love...and he loves me in return. I know that can't really happen, but I guess I'm a hopeless romantic at heart. Does that make me pathetic, Vasha?"