* Loria is kneeling near her dresser, taking clothes out and placing them into a trunk. This operation is made much more difficult because Pepper keeps jumping into the trunk and attempting to curl up and sleep on her clothes.

* Kevil is sitting cross-legged on the bed, mostly trying to stay out of Loria's way, and carefully folding a pile of things from the wardrobe. He laughs as she shoos Pepper out of the trunk yet again. "Perhaps you should just pack him, n'shava?"

<Loria> ::laughs:: I don't think he'd like that very much. ::scoops her cat up and cuddles him. Pepper gets a look of much suffering and rather reluctantly consents to be cuddled for a bit.::

<Kevil> ::grins and picks up a shirt:: No, perhaps not.

<Kevil> ::addressing the cat:: Only have patience, my Lord. Your new home will offer much greater diversion... ::he grins at Loria:: Only think - the courtyard must occasionally suffer a plague of BIRDS...

<Loria> ::puts the cat down:: Oh, that'll be fun... dead birds on the landing...

<Kevil> Only if they are so slow as to be caught. Besides - we will have a housekeeper to keep the landing neat.

<Loria> ::poking around in the back of her drawer, she pulls out several sets of hose:: At least you didn't get very much *un*packed before we had to start over...

<Kevil> ::nods:: If I had known we would find a place so quickly, I would not have bothered to vacate my rooms at the Dragon's Den.

<Loria> ::sticks her tongue out at him:: Wretched man...

<Kevil> ::looks surprised:: What?

<Loria> I rather *liked* having you move in, even if it was only for a few weeks... ::grins at him::

<Kevil> Ah. ::he returns the smile:: I did not mean I would not have come to stay with you, n'shava - only that I would not have bothered to move *all* my things...

<Loria> Well, true enough... although I'm sure the innkeeper was just as happy to continue to take your coin to provide storage for your things.

<Kevil> ::nods as he picks up a vest:: I thought it would be months, at least, before we would be prepared to move again. ::shrugs as he puts the vest in a stack:: Ah, well. ::cranes his head to examine the trunk:: Are you nearing completion?

<Loria> ::fishes around in the drawer again:: Mostly. ::she pulls the empty drawer out and reaches under the dresser, pulling out a rather dust-covered petticoat::

<Kevil> ::grins, watching her:: Perhaps we should interview for *two* housekeepers...

<Loria> ::sticks her tongue out at him again::

<Kevil> ::grins unrepentantly and picks up another shirt::

<Loria> ::standing up with a sigh and several popping joints, she takes the petticoat over to the dustbin and shakes it out::

* Kevil picks up a stack of folded clothes, leans over the edge of the bed, and drops them into the trunk... right on top of a disgruntled Pepper.

<Kevil> ::sighs and straightens the stack again as Pepper stalks off::

<Loria> ::stretches:: Poor kitty...

<Kevil> ::protesting:: Poor *kitty*? What of poor *Kevil*? My work undone... ::he shakes out a shirt and starts to re-fold it::

<Loria> ::laughing:: Oh.... poooooor Kevil-lin... he is sooooo abused... ::walking over, she pats Kevil rather condescendingly on the head::

* Kevil harrumphs, then grabs Loria's wrist and pulls her closer, wrapping his arms around her waist. "You can do better than that, surely...?"

<Loria> ::giggles:: I *could*...

<Kevil> ::raises his eyebrows, amused:: ...but?

<Loria> ::ducking out of his arms, she picks up the messed up stack and begins refolding them:: But then you wouldn't finish packing...

<Kevil> ::grins:: Of course I would! I would merely finish... later. ::he picks up another stack and drops it into the trunk, checking for wayward cats this time::

<Loria> ::leans over to get a shirt to fold:: Work now, play later...

<Kevil> ::laughs:: Promise?

<Loria> ::kisses his neck:: Well, if nothing else, I'm planning on a nice hot bath when we get to the other house... I'm filthy.

<Kevil> ::leers briefly, then begins folding with comic alacrity::

<Loria> ::laughs, shaking her head::

<Kevil> ::grins and slows down somewhat to keep things neat::

<Loria> ::folds a few shirts in silence, smoothing out the collars::

<Kevil> ::glancing up:: How go the wedding plans? Is there any thing I should be doing?

<Loria> ::smiling:: I've been trying to think about them a little... ::she bites her lip:: I confess to having an overwhelming desire to scream and get it over with... you could steal me out the window, we'd find a priest and be done in a few moments... ::she laughs::

<Kevil> ::chuckles:: But you *are* a priest, n'shava... I could only steal you away. ::he winks at her::

<Loria> ::laughing:: I can't perform my own marriage service!

<Kevil> ::grinning impudently:: Why not? We already have your goddess' blessing on it.

<Loria> ::folding another shirt:: Well, I suppose so... I just can't pick between my desire to show off and my desire to be your wife *right now*

<Loria> ::thoughtfully:: I keep thinking I'd better hurry, or you're going to evaporate into dreams...

<Kevil> ::chuckles:: I am no djinn, n'shava, I assure you.

<Loria> ::looking up at him:: No, I daresay not. No genie could have gifted me with happiness, despite granting all my wishes.

<Kevil> ::leans over to kiss her, balancing precariously on the edge of the bed:: I gave you nothing that you did not deserve a hundred times over.

<Loria> ::kisses him:: Now, get back on the bed before you fall in the trunk and we have to start all over again...

<Kevil> ::pushes back onto the bed and picks up a sash, tsking briefly over a frayed edge::

<Loria> ::finishes folding the shirts and checks to make sure there's no feline shaped lumps in the trunk:: There.

<Kevil> ::smiles at her:: And next?

<Loria> ::looks around at the bedroom, mostly bare except for furniture:: I think that's it. ::dusts her hands off on her dress:: And I'm just as glad.

<Kevil> Oh? ::picks up the last of his clothes and carefully puts them into the trunk::

<Loria> ::grinning, she shuts the trunk:: I'm tired. Anything else I find might well get thrown out, just so I don't have to look at it.

<Kevil> ::laughs and holds out an arm, inviting her to sit with him on the bed::

<Loria> ::flops onto the bare mattress::

<Kevil> ::grins down at her:: Poor Loria.

<Loria> ::kicks him absently in the leg:: I am abused.

<Kevil> *You* are abused??? ::looks down at his kicked leg::

<Loria> ::laughing:: It's only a flesh wound...

<Kevil> ::melodramatically swoons, flopping next to her::

<Loria> Oh, my... I've kilt him... ::lays her head on his chest::

* Kevil smothers a smirk and pretends to be dead.

<Loria> ::considers:: Guess I should go through his pockets for loose change... ::begins rummaging around in his vest pockets, poking at his sides through the fabric::

<Kevil> Ack! ::jumps as she pokes him, then lunges for her sides, tickling her back::

<Loria> ::giggling:: All praise, I've brought the dead back to life...

<Kevil> ::laughs:: Wench! ::keeps tickling::

<Loria> ::squeals:: You... meanie

<Kevil> ::laughs and collapses back to the mattress:: Mean? *Me*?

<Loria> ::pounces on him, poking him in the chest several times:: Yes... you...

<Kevil> I am sure I have not the slightest idea what you mean...

<Loria> ::laughing, she wraps her arms around him:: Oh... I do love you... even if I do feel like a giant dust elephant... ::wrinkles her nose::

<Kevil> ::laughs and pulls her closer:: Good. Though I think you may be overstating the case of your dust, somewhat... ::he kisses the tip of her nose:: Would you like to go have a bath?

<Loria> I would love one... ::kicks the trunk absently:: You might want to move that into the living room with the rest of the trunks.

<Kevil> ::releases her and sits up:: As my mistress commands... ::he grins at her, then stands to drag the trunk out of the room::

* Loria weaves through the piles of trunks and boxes stacked haphazardly through the living room.

* Kevil picks the trunk up only long enough to stack it on top of another trunk, grunting at the weight. "I am glad we are not moving all these."

<Loria> ::nodding:: Me too... but the help should be here in a few hours to move things. It was kind of the factor to provide moving help.

<Kevil> ::snorts:: I doubt it was kindness... I suspect him of receiving a percentage of the movers' fee. ::shrugs:: But so long as they do their job, I do not care. ::offers Loria his arm:: Shall we go over and make sure all is in readiness?

<Loria> ::nodding:: Let's... ::runs one hand through her somewhat disheveled hair::

* Kevil kisses Loria's disheveled hair before leading her out.

* Loria walks out, unbraiding her hair absently, trying to shake some of the dust out of it.

<Kevil> Oh, I nearly forgot... ::he fishes in a pouch and comes up with a key, which he offers to Loria:: The factor finally gave me the remainder of the keys.

<Loria> ::takes the key hesitantly:: It seems strange to think... really ours?

<Kevil> ::grins and nods:: Really ours, n'shava.

<Loria> ::holds the key tightly in her hand for a moment, then pulls out her keyband from her waistcoat pocket::

<Kevil> ::grins, watching her::

* Loria pauses for a moment, looking back at her small cottage. She bites her lip a moment, then turns to Kevil. "Let's go home."

<Kevil> ::smiles and kisses her forehead before offering his arm again:: A wonderful idea, n'shava.

<Loria> ::turning her back on the cottage:: Home... ::she takes Kevil's arm::

<Kevil> ::leans to kiss Loria's hair again:: Home is wherever we are together, n'shava. ::he grins:: But I look forward to our new residence.

<Loria> ::walking down the street:: I look forward to Kristo visiting...

<Kevil> ::laughs:: Do you? ::grins:: I have wondered if he will bring his friends and come after my head...

<Loria> ::shakes her head:: I doubt he's that serious about it.

<Loria> He may eventually challenge you to a duel, but I'm rather hoping not.

<Kevil> I also hope not. ::grins:: It should go some way to appeasing his brotherly wrath, that I have promised to wed you, yes?

<Loria> ::shrugs:: I don't know. I haven't gotten a reply to my letter yet, but I'm used to that. He's a terrible correspondent even under the best of circumstances.

<Kevil> ::chuckles:: Did you give him our new address? ::grins wider:: Did you mention that it was *our* address?

<Loria> ::nodding:: I did. And mentioned that I'd be most displeased if he didn't stop and call on us.

<Kevil> ::chuckles:: Poor Kristo...

<Loria> ::looking up at him:: What?

<Kevil> ::laughs:: He wishes very earnestly to protect you, and you insist on behaving like an adult rather than a little sister. ::he chuckles again::

<Loria> ::smiling:: Well, I'm not as young as I used to be...

<Kevil> ::looks at her very sternly:: One's sisters are *always* too young to be an adequate judge of their suitors... ::he grins:: Brothers know what the suitors are thinking, d'va?

<Loria> ::elbowing him in the side:: I'd be disappointed in you if you weren't...

<Kevil> ::laughs:: But poor Kristo does not wish to see it. I almost feel sorry for him.

<Loria> ::smiling, turning down a street:: No, you don't...

<Kevil> ::grins:: Only a little. I had a little sister once, myself...

<Loria> ::patting him on the arm:: I know...

<Loria> But little sisters would be bored with the sort of men their fathers and brothers would chose for them...

* Kevil slides his arm around Loria's waist and hugs her gently. "Va. That does not stop us from wanting to protect them." He shrugs slightly. "Kristo will learn to accept."

<Loria> ::stopping in front of their new house:: That he will... ::she looks up at the building::

* Kevil stops with her, looking at her rather than the house.

<Loria> ::glancing over at him:: What's on your mind, Kevil-lin?

<Kevil> ::grins:: Lin. ::he bows, gesturing up the walk to the door:: Your bath awaits, my Lady.

* Loria laughs, skipping up the walk. She unlocks the front door and opens it.

<Kevil> ::follows, closing the doors behind him::

* Loria wanders into the kitchen, dropping bits of her clothing on the floor as she goes.

<Kevil> ::grins, picking up her clothes as he follows her into the bath::

<Loria> ::tips the basin of hot water into the tub:: There... ::she hands Kevil a pouch::

<Kevil> ::takes the pouch with a bemused look as he drops Loria's dirty clothes into the laundry hamper:: What is this?

<Loria> ::stepping into the tub:: For the bath water, silly...

<Kevil> ::working at the knots on the pouch:: Why hand it to me, then? Wh- ::stops and laughs a little breathlessly as he opens the pouch:: Ah...

* Kevil carefully sets the pouch on a bench, then begins stripping off his own clothes.

<Loria> ::rubbing soap into her hair, she ducks under the water and comes up, spluttering slightly::

* Kevil sits on the bench to pull off his boots, watching Loria with a smile.

<Loria> ::scrubbing her scalp again:: Sometimes I'm tempted to cut this mess off and go short haired like Tarri...

<Kevil> ::looks forlorn:: I like your hair...

<Loria> ::smiles at him:: Well, perhaps not...

* Kevil smiles, picks up the pouch and crosses to the tub, lowering himself into the hot water with a sigh.

<Loria> ::ducking under the water again, she rinses her hair::

* Kevil reaches into the pouch and pulls out a handful of rose petals, scattering them on the surface of the water.

<Loria> ::moves closer to him, slicking her wet hair back:: Welcome home, my love... ::leans forward, kissing him::

<Kevil> ::returns the kiss, tossing the pouch onto the floor and sliding his arms around her waist and pulling her close::

<Loria> ::reaching behind her, she scoops a half-bucketful of water and dumps it on Kevil's head.::

<Kevil> ::laughs and sputters slightly:: Wench.

<Loria> ::grinning:: Well, now that you're wet... ::she lathers her hands, turning him around and scrubbing his back::

* Kevil chuckles and turns obligingly.

<Loria> ::scrubs his back and shoulders, her fingers lightly tracing down his skin::

<Kevil> Hmm... ::shivers slightly:: Nice.

<Loria> ::rinsing off the soapsuds:: Here... ::hands him the soap and turns around::

* Kevil ducks down into the water to rinse off, then takes the soap. He carefully washes Loria's back, massaging her neck and shoulders.

<Loria> Mmmmm ::leaning back:: You're very sweet...

<Kevil> ::smiles and carefully scoops water over her to rinse her off. He picks up a rose petal and shakes off the water, then brushes it lightly down the side of her neck::

<Loria> ::smiling over her shoulder at him:: I have a surprise for you...

<Kevil> ::raises an eyebrow:: Have you?

<Loria> ::kissing him lightly on the chin, she reaches for a towel and steps out of the bath:: Come here...

<Kevil> ::climbs out of the bath and reaches for another towel::

* Loria leaves wet footprints behind her as she leads Kevil through the kitchen to the master bedroom. "Close your eyes."

* Kevil eyes Loria with dubious amusement, then closes his eyes. "All right."

<Loria> ::opens the door, leading Kevil in. The room is fragrant with the scent of roses:: All right...

<Kevil> ::grins as he recognizes the scent:: Can I open my eyes yet?

<Loria> ::a much larger bed than the one they left behind at Loria's old cottage is in the middle of the room, surrounded by dozens of roses in vases:: Yes.

* Kevil opens his eyes slowly, and stands for a long minute drinking in the sight.

* Loria turns down the bed, revealing a set of dark blue silk sheets. "From Alanis... I had them made when we got back..."

<Kevil> ::breathlessly, staring:: Loria...

<Loria> ::smiling at him:: You like it? You're surprised?

* Kevil laughs shortly. "Yes. Yes, I do, I am..." He crosses the room in a few strides and picks Loria up, setting her down again very carefully in the center of the bed. He stretches out beside her and kisses her thoroughly. "Thank you, n'shava."

<Loria> ::laughing:: You're most welcome...

<Kevil> ::carefully brushes the hair away from her face:: I love you. ::he kisses her again, his fingers lightly stroking her arm::

<Loria> ::laying back on the bed and looking up at him:: Of course you do... ::touches his face lightly::

<Kevil> ::turns his face into her touch, kissing her fingers, then bends to kiss her throat::

<Loria> ::smiling, she twines her fingers in his hair:: There's wine too, near the foot of the bed...

<Kevil> Mm. ::he nibbles at the base of her ear::

<Loria> ::leaning her head back, she stretches along the silk sheets:: Very nice actually... Missa suggested it...

<Kevil> ::laughs quietly:: Darin's protege, in truth... He would be proud.

<Loria> ::pulls one of the roses out of its vase, bringing it to her nose:: So... now I have you, and silk and roses... ::she smiles::

<Kevil> ::smiles and shakes his head:: Silk and roses... Sentimental mouse. ::he pulls another rose from its vase and brushes the petals along Loria's cheek:: Not that I mind. ::he grins at Loria:: So now that you have me, and silk and roses, what will do you do with us all?

<Loria> ::smiling, she pulls him down to kiss her:: Lin?

<Kevil> ::laughs and kisses her again::

* Kevil slides his hand into her hair as he nuzzles her neck.

<Loria> ::leans back, running her fingers over his shoulders:: Kevil, my love... ::she closes her eyes::

<Kevil> ::kisses a line from the tip of her chin down to the hollow of her throat, his fingers gently stroking the side of her neck::

<Loria> ::leans towards him, kissing the lighter skin of his shoulders, tracing her fingers lightly across his back::

* Kevil kisses her mouth again, almost teasingly light, and his fingers trail downward until he is cupping her breast.

* Loria inhales sharply, arching her back into his hand.

<Kevil> ::smiles and nuzzles her neck again as he caresses her breast, just brushing her nipple::

<Loria> ::sighing, she traces her hand down his arm and then over his hip::

<Kevil> ::leans into her touch, and then bends to kiss the hollow between her breasts. He kisses first one breast, then the other, his tongue flickering over her nipples until they harden::

<Loria> ::gasping, she twines her fingers through his hair, holding his head to her::

<Kevil> ::suckles gently, his hand tracing idle designs along her side and hip::

<Loria> ::rolling onto her side:: This is supposed to be my surprise... ::she grins, pushing him onto his back::

<Kevil> ::laughs briefly and lays back:: I thought we were through with the surprise and had moved on to my showing of gratitude.

<Loria> ::trails a line of light, fluttering kisses down his chest, ending near his navel::

<Kevil> Mmmm... ::he twines his fingers in her hair::

<Loria> ::running her tongue lightly over his skin, she slides to one side, suckling the soft skin near the fold of his hip::

<Kevil> ::hisses softly:: Ah, Lori...

<Loria> ::licking a line across his waist, she moves to the other side, allowing her breasts to drag lightly over Kevil's cock::

<Kevil> ::jumps slightly, his hands in her hair tightening briefly::

<Loria> ::grinning a little, she flickers her tongue over the fold of his hip, running one hand lightly down his upper thigh, then lightly up the inside::

<Kevil> ::sighs, shifting his leg to allow greater access::

<Loria> ::shifting again, she dips her tongue lightly into his navel, then traces kisses up his chest, encircling his nipple with her tongue::

<Kevil> ::purrs and slides his hands over her back, tracing idle patterns:: Mm, Lori-love... ::he sits up a little and draws her to him to kiss her again::

<Loria> ::flickering her tongue around his mouth, she draws her head back, avoiding his embrace and giggling::

<Kevil> ::laughs and leans back again:: As you will have it, n'shava... But I will have my turn.

<Loria> ::kisses his forehead:: Again with the threats... ::kisses the corner of his mouth::

<Kevil> ::chuckles and caresses her hair away from her face:: I love you.

* Loria nibbles on his earlobe, breathing in his ear.

<Kevil> ::shivers slightly and kisses her shoulder::

* Loria lightly kisses his mouth, licking at his lips gently.

* Kevil opens his mouth to return her kiss, his hands stroking her shoulders.

<Loria> ::reaching down, still kissing him, she traces one finger lightly over his cock, trailing it lightly over the shaft and up to the head::

<Kevil> ::gasps softly::

<Loria> ::moving down again, she flickers her tongue over his nipple, suckling... at the same time, she traces the line of his cock back down::

<Kevil> ::arches his back, groaning softly:: Lori...

<Loria> ::swirling her tongue down his chest and across his stomach, she pauses, looking up at him for a moment, then leans down, lightly licking the same line her finger traced a moment ago::

* Kevil meets her gaze, then closes his eyes with a shuddering sigh::

* Loria continues running her tongue lightly over the top of his shaft, lightly stroking the underside with her fingers.

<Kevil> ::lifts his hips with a groan and slides his fingers into Loria's hair::

<Loria> ::flickering her tongue across the head, she reaches up, tracing an idle curlicue around his chest with one hand::

<Kevil> ::tightens his hands in her hair::

<Loria> ::slips her mouth around his cock::

<Kevil> ::groans and lifts his hips:: Ah, Bright Lady, *yes*...

* Loria continues to tease him a while, using her mouth on him, before leaning over. "I think you said something about your turn?" She smiles at him, wiping her chin a bit self-consciously.

<Kevil> ::gasps for breath for a moment, then half-sits, rolling Loria onto her back:: Oh, yes... Sweet revenge. ::he chuckles, then kisses her::

<Loria> ::giggles, crossing her arms over her chest in mock fear::

<Kevil> ::laughs and pulls Loria's hands away, carefully holding her wrists in one hand, then leans down to suckle at her breasts again::

<Loria> ::gasps, her nipples hardening as she arches her back::

* Kevil teases for a while, suckling and nibbling, glancing up at her occasionally with a faint smile. Eventually, he frees her wrists and begins to trail kisses and soft bites down her stomach toward her navel.

* Loria shivers, running her fingers through his hair.

<Kevil> ::brushes his lips over her stomach, trailing down to her thighs, running his tongue along the sensitive skin at the join of her hips::

<Loria> ::shudders, spreading her legs slightly:: Kevil.... ::she bites her lip, tilting her head back::

<Kevil> ::glances up at her, smiling, and then blows a gentle breeze between her legs::

<Loria> ::shivers:: Tease... ::in a slightly accusing voice::

* Kevil looks up and chuckles softly, then drops his head and covers her clit with his mouth, stroking slowly with his tongue.

<Loria> ::pulls her knees up, spreading her legs... she twitches under him, her hands clenching down on the bedsheets::

<Kevil> ::suckles and licks, one hand sliding up her side to a breast, fingers flickering over the nipple, gently rolling it::

<Loria> ::gasping, she shudders, fighting to lay still... she moans quietly, breathing hard::

* Kevil continues until Loria's breathing is more moan than gasping, and has lost entirely the fight to lay still. He comes to his knees and slides up to kiss her neck where it meets her shoulder. "N'shava...?"

<Loria> ::nodding, she slides her leg over his hip::

* Kevil looks into Loria's eyes, and smoothly enters her.

<Loria> ::wraps her legs around his hips, rising up to meet him::

<Kevil> ::pulls her close and buries his face against her neck as he begins to thrust into her::

* Loria closes her eyes, leaning her head back, her hands clenching on Kevil's shoulders.

<Kevil> ::slowly builds speed and intensity, his breath coming quick and ragged::

* Loria braces a hand against the headboard, meeting his strokes, her body glistening with sweat.

<Kevil> ::gasps with each thrust, shuddering ever so slightly, his jaw clenched with the effort of holding back::

<Loria> ::tightening her fingers across Kevil's back:: Oh, love...

<Kevil> ::groaning softly:: Love you, Lori...

<Loria> ::nipping lightly at his neck:: love you....

* Kevil shudders again slightly, then hisses and concentrates even harder on holding back.

* Loria rolls Kevil over, straddling his hips and leaning back, sliding onto him.

<Kevil> ::wraps his arms around Loria's waist and leans his head back, sweat rolling into his hair::

<Loria> ::leans back, raising her hips:: Kevil...

<Kevil> ::rocks his hips to meet hers:: Yes...

* Loria rocks against him, speeding up.

* Kevil matches her speed, holding her hips tightly.

* Loria cries out suddenly, shuddering against him, her breath coming in mewling gasps.

<Kevil> ::tightens his hold and thrusts into her with almost violent intensity, his ragged breath exploding out of him in a series of groans.::

* Loria collapses onto his chest, gasping.

* Kevil shudders uncontrollably for a moment, then relaxes abruptly, panting. "Oh, Loria, Bright Lady..." He lazily strokes her back and hair.

<Loria> ::crosses her arms over his chest and rests her chin on her arms:: Happy, love? ::kisses his chest briefly::

<Kevil> ::laughs weakly and runs his fingers through her hair:: Happy... such a pathetic word to describe this feeling... ::looks at her and smiles::

<Loria> ::rolls off, pulling the blankets up around her shoulders:: Well, you can stay up and invent a new word. I'm going to take a nap... ::she snuggles against him::

<Kevil> ::wraps his arms around her:: Only a *little* nap, n'shava... the movers are due soon.

<Loria> ::mutters something sleepily::

<Kevil> ::chuckles and pulls her close, stroking her hair and watching her sleep::