Better left Unseen.

[Knight_of_None]

(xD nah he can somewhat read, he's not completely illiterate, his chef required him to learn to he can keep the recipes right)

He held folded the letter slowly. "You never did say the truth of your dreams" he said with a playful smile. "Is this what it was?"

 

[Schoeche]

She nodded, reddening. She had hinted at the sensuality of the dreams in the letter, rather than explicitly stating them, but there were plain enough to anyone who read them carefully. It’s easier to say things when you’re not talking directly to someone. She had written more than she would have said.

 

[Knight_of_None]

Christopher moved closer to her, gently resting a hand on hers for a moment. "I will keep it close by, so I might never forget" he said as he stroked his hand along hers.

 

[Schoeche]

She smiled, then nodded toward the door. “Now go. You can’t stay long.” She lifted his hand and kissed it, then waved him away.

 

[Knight_of_None]

Christopher turned as she warded him away, stepping out if her room to get back down into the kitchens.

 

[Schoeche]

Clara ate her breakfast and went in with her day. Anna came up to help her dress before long, and of course they had a long discussion about everything.

 

[Knight_of_None]

"Will you see him again? Make him another letter?" Anna prompted with soft whispers as she helped her lady dress. "Oh, Will you reject your suitors all the faster?" She thought suddenly.

 

[Schoeche]

Clara grinned excitedly. “Of course I’ll see him again. Why wouldn’t I?” She dressed more casually. She had relief from her suitor for today. “Oh… a bunch of the servants are going with papa to the city, right? The house will be half staff? That’ll make it easier for us.”

 

[Knight_of_None]

"Oh? Will you sneak off some where quiet? Enjoy some simple pleasures?" Anna said poking some fun at her excitement, smiling along with her as she adjusted her hair gently.

 

[Schoeche]

“I’d like to.” She thought a moment. “Anna… you know that clearing with the stream where we had that picnic last year? Can you tell him to meet me there this morning? No one ever goes out there.

 

[Knight_of_None]

"Ofcourse my lady...will you require some things prepared?" She said nodding, folding her hands at her lap, ready to set them up as well as she could.

 

[Schoeche]

“Oh. Yes. Some food. A blanket. Anything else you think we’ll need.” Her attention was turned on the mirror as she fussed over other her hair.

 

[Knight_of_None]

Anna nodded her head, turning away to begin gathering, and to dispatch the order on behalf of her lady.

 

[Schoeche]

A few hours later, Clara was seated on a blanket in the clearing, ostensibly reading a book as she waited for Christopher to arrive.

 

[Knight_of_None]

Christopher walked through the clearing, tucking a basket underneath an arm. He had made and packed it by hand ofcourse, and was bringing it to his Lady so she would have her lunch ofcourse. At least that was the excuse he had planned. He stepped on the blanket, placing img basket beside her and started to sit down across from her.

 

[Schoeche]

Clara rose and greeted him, extending her hand for him to kiss (as was proper) and giving him a look that let him know that he was highly welcom.

 

[Knight_of_None]

Christopher looks at her hand pausing a moment, leaning forward to kiss her hand gently. Thinking that was the idea anyhow. He moved to sit by her, opening the basket. "I have brought you a bottle of wine, some bread, butter, soft cheese." He said.

 

[Schoeche]

“Come. Sit down.” She went over and sat on the blanket, smoothing out the wrinkles. “Let’s eat.” She patted the blanket, indicating where he should sit.

 

[Knight_of_None]

He moved over, sitting beside her at her gesture, pulling out plates and starting to set them up. Habit really. "I hope that I didn't force you to wait too long" he said as he poured her wine.

 

[Schoeche]

She shook her head, gesturing at her book. “No. I was fine.” She moved over close to him, sitting and leaning on her hand her shoulder mere inches from his. She reached over and brushed his arm with her fingers.

 

[Knight_of_None]

"Good, I would hate to keep you waiting" he said as she stroked his arm. He moved his arm, shifting closer to close the gap between them. "Tell me, what were you reading?" He asked

 

[Schoeche]

“It’s a book of poetry. I was reading Tennyson. In Memoriam. It’s such a sad poem.” Her eyes had a sad look for a moment, “it is better to have loved and lost…” She quoted the poem softly under her breath, then reached out and brushed his cheek.

 

[Knight_of_None]

"Will you read it to me?" He said leaning into her touch, his cheek pressing into her palm. He slid a but closer, his lips drifting closer to hers briefly.

 

[Schoeche]

“I’d be glad to.” Her voice was soft and distracted as she glanced down at his lips. She leaned in, matching his movement. When he paused, her hand moved to cup his chin and she leaned in, pressing her lips to his. It was somewhat awkward, but it was divine.

 

[Knight_of_None]

(XD when the chaste Victorian kisses the man she cares for faster than the Amorous Aethel)

Christopher flushed as her lips pressed to his, shocked she made the motion before he could have even consider it himself. His heart fluttered in his chest, reaching and touching her cheek. He started to kiss her back carefully, trying to follow her pace.

 

[Schoeche]

(lol, yeah.)

She pulled away slightly, smiling but. Her chest rose and fell quickly with excitement. Her eyes glittered brightly, then she went back in for more, pressing against him harder. She inched closer, her hand sliding up his arm to cup his neck.

 

[Knight_of_None]

"Cl-mm-!" Christopher was going to speak, but in her eagerness, she cut him off. His arms wrapped around her, embracing her as they kissed, trading them back and forth. Her lead definitely faster than he had believed. His body pressed to hers, rubbing up against her as he adjusted his position to face her.

 

[Schoeche]

She pushed forward, laying on top of him as she pushed him onto his back. Driven by a feeling she understood only enough to know it would be forbidden if anyone knew of it, she eased forward, a leg on either side of him as she leaned down and continued to kiss with eager lips.

 

[Knight_of_None]

Christopher grunted as she pushed himself down and straddled him, excitement filling him more and and more. His hands moved instinctively touching her back, finding the laces on her dress. Was it fast? Yes. Was he thinking....nope. His fingers hooked them gently, his blood warming, rushing with such passion. He pushed up, sweeping around with her and putting back on the blanket, never breaking the kiss.

 

[Schoeche]

somewhere in the depths of Claras mind, an alarm was sounding. There were consequences to something like this. They were loud enough to almost make her protest or pull away. When he lifted her around, all reservations left her. She held him close, kissing deeply.