<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/45/4d/11/454d11e7fccef0fd9ddbbd9116467955.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Nailah (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=286062.msg14077261#msg14077261)<br/><strong>Status:</strong>Widow of the former Praefectus augustalis of Aegyptus<br/><strong>Date | Time:</strong>August 10 | Evening<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Near the hallway leading from the atrium<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Something like this... (https://vignette.wikia.nocookie.net/spartacus/images/6/6c/Gaialounge.jpg/revision/latest?cb=20130518145851) + arm cuffs in avi<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Varius<br/><strong>Content Warning:</strong>Remembering<hr/>Nailah remembered.<br/><br/>Those eyes. Those hands. Those lips and the utterly smooth and confident way he had about him. The very feel of him all around and even inside of her was etched into her, brought to life by memories that had begun to surface the moment she'd spotted him, all of it intensifying two and three-fold as he approached. Unknowingly she watched him with open desire as her speeding pulse fluttered and changed, settling into a new rhythm no less heightened but somehow more familiar. Her wariness faded by the second, nudged aside by feelings she'd thought she'd long forgotten.<br/><br/>"A pleasure indeed, Varius." She greeted him quietly yet warmly, a knowing look settling in her gaze as the time for formalities between them had come and gone years ago. The kiss to her palm made her smile, but the tug closer, that broke through the stiff outer shell she'd kept in place for so long. Just as it had the first time she'd come up against the man. Back then, the first time, they'd gone through the rousing game of chase with one another knowing all along where it would end. She hadn't known who he was or would be, and quite frankly hadn't cared. He'd worn his honor in his very manner and had crept past her defenses with alarming speed. It had been exhilarating, especially knowing the risks she took given her station. However, the times were different now and she was no longer the young, exciting, and altogether reckless youth she had been. Could they simply pick up where they'd left off?<br/><br/>"Bold as ever, I see." She spoke quietly, the words for him alone as he pressed her hand to his chest to feel the thudding of his heart. Foolishly she'd once thought to attempt to possess it. Such a silly girl she'd been.<br/><br/>"You, Varius, still ask questions as if you already know the answer." Her reply was accompanied by the sudden slide of her hand upward from his chest to his jaw, the trace of her fingertips along his cheek instantly at odds with the challenging, if heated, nature of her words as she all but shivered beneath his devouring gaze. "Of course, I guess since it is<em>only</em>my company you seek, I see no reason to deny you." Nailah started to lift her cup to her lips between them but paused to add, "Unless, well, surely you have no other hidden motives after all this time, right?" The first cup of wine already had her feeling warm but it was her own nature, the part that had simmered so long beneath the surface that she'd feared it had dried up, that part allowed her to tease him so. After all, even so early in the night she was sure that<em>somehow</em>they'd both come out even in the end.