Compared to her previous sly retorts, Fallon's recent one did not sink in as fully as the others. In fact, he did not really understand it. But she had gotten her humour back, even if the rest of her tremendous mind had not yet followed. Markus had not planned on doing body building with Fallon twice that day, first rushing her from the training grounds and now carrying her to the edge of the pool. First time caked in blood, this time naked. He quickly decided that he much preferred carrying her like this, even though his cheeks were burning red from the heat and from the close proximity of Fallon's naked frame. He did his best to keep his eyes on her face as he put her down. He failed spectacularly. His blushing cheeks got a new hue of red. Deeper as he rested his arms against the edge. Enjoying her hands cupping his face. "Perhaps, but I think it is you who like to see me wet." Markus said with a grin as he watched her dry herself. Not even considering he was overstepping a boundary. Always forgetting the different approaches people had to nudity. His smile did diminish slightly when he saw the extensive scarring on her back again. He wanted to find whatever was the reason for those scars and tear his beating heart out and beat him to death with it. Fallon must have caught his gaze at her and thought he was having lewd thoughts once more. But this time, it was not lewd thoughts that her naked body inspired. Markus shrugged and turned away from her and leant against the poolside with the back. Huge shoulders and arms resting upon the ledge. Legs and torso floating somewhere between the bottom and the waterline. He would respect her wishes, having forgotten how shy she were about her body, it had been an honest mistake. Although he did find her a bit silly for caring that he saw her naked again. It did have the fortunate effect of reducing the size of his male part as there was no beautiful woman moving about in front of him. It was good to sit there and relax. It had been a long day and he was exhausted both physically and mentally. He felt spent. But he also felt good despite of all the shyke that had happened. He understood Fallon a little better, understood why she had a hard time opening up for him. Felt closer and connected. But it was exhausting and having just a chime or two to sit and relax by the poolside while she got dressed behind him did wonders. Worst part was it probably wasn't noon yet. They had a full day ahead of them still. Though it was probably best they said goodbye and got some rest apart. He felt a towel hit the back of his head and he looked over his shoulder. A fully dressed Fallon stood there looking at him. Impatiently. The knight turned around and pulled himself out of the water. He almost wanted to test her then, test how long she would wait for him to get out before just leaving. But he was too exhausted for such games. Though a smirk appeared on his lips. "Just because you're dressed, doesn't mean I won't stare." Markus teased as he grabbed the towel and started drying himself. It was a quick job of getting dry. Short hair meant he didn't have to stand around for chimes drying it, almost just a quick swipe through the hair and voilà, dry. He started getting dressed. First the regular clothes. Then the padding and finally, the heavy armour. He would have to clean it meticulously when he got home. A half bell or so in the bath house would wreck it with rust if he did not mend it in time. Markus moved over to Fallon and gave her a warm smile and moved his arm around her back and held her close. "But Fallon, if you ever want to talk, you know where I live and my door is always open for you. And I do mean, always." He said before kissing the side of her head and continued with a whisper. "I will come over later and we'll get some dinner. I sort of owe an apology and a thank you for the surprise on my birthday." Markus was considering the Heralds arms and the white swan inn. They would stick out like sore thumbs in the white swan inn but it was more expensive and it would show Fallon how much he appreciated her, however the Herald's arms also held a certain allure with it being warmer and the more homely feeling of the place. Nice and cosy place. He would have to find out later and surprise her with their destination. "But until then, you should get home and get some rest. I'll talk to sera Druva and explain." Markus promised as they left the soothing waters together. "I'll see you later." Markus said and winked before placing a tender kiss on her lips. Then he walked away. Still had to pick up his weapons and shield from the training area. So many things to do, so little time. |
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