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A King Off Balance

Who;Rhy Maresh, Open
What; Tailor Work, A Minor robbery, A Disney Princess Moment
Where; The Tailor Shop, The Markets, The Park
When; Early August
Warnings; None Yet

1. A Stitch In Time... | A Seamstress's Shop
The young woman who watched the counter was sick this morning. It was something Rhy had been informed of when he had first entered and, of course, the other ladies that worked in the shop had a very reasonable expectation of that. There were dresses to be made, suits to be prepared, shirts and blouses and vests. So many different things hat needed finished or prepared or repaired. All in all it meant that the newest hire who was still working on some of the easier skills was watching the counter. So he sat there behind the counter, working on repairing a vest.

Until, that was, the door opened. He looked up with a bright smile at the individual entering.

"Good morning. How might we serve you? Something new to wear? Repairs? Perhaps some lovely embroidery to enhance what you already own?"

2. Light Fingers Cause Problems | The Open Air Markets
Lunch, or nearly that. Rhy had been given leave a bit early from his job to go collect lunch, given he was intending to bring it back to the small tables near his place of work to have lunch with his husband and their lovely pup. Today it was his turn to buy their lunch, and so he had, a basket of small pastries, sweet and savory, a small wedge of cheese, and a small bunch of grapes. This last item was in the hands of the vendor, about to go into Rhy's basket as he took the small purse with the last of the money for lunch in hand as a child ran by.

One second there was a small pouch in his hand. The next just empty air as the child bolted off through the market, with the vendor cursing as the child ran off. And Rhy stood there, shocked.

"Did... Was I just stolen from?"

What a strange and interesting thing!

3. Why Do Birds Suddenly Appear | The Park
A day off. They were not the most common for Rhy, but he did so enjoy when they came. With Llewellyn busy at work Rhy had set himself into the park, another trip to allow their sweet basset hound pup get used to the plant and animal life. The dog was currently napping at the end of his leash, tuckered out from some vigorous sniffing action. Rhy, meanwhile, had settled on a bench with a book in his lap, enjoying the slow progression of a book he had bought.

He didn't even notice the little song birds growing interested until one landed on the top of his book, tweeting at him in curiosity. The man went very still and stared at the little finch, which seemed to have no problem with his presence.

What did he do now? He didn't want to scare the thing. Oh dear.

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Llewellyn smiled into the kiss, a pleased laugh rising in his chest. Both delighted by the attention and amused at the comment, “Mm… It could probably use it today. So helpful, my love.” He responded in a lower tone before he dipped his head lower to press another kiss to his husband’s lips, rather liking the direction the conversation had taken. He also thrived on this attention. Reveled in the fact that he could enjoy such closeness freely with the man he loved and having gone so long without much affection of any sort in his life.

Well, they were very lucky that there wasn't anyone that might interrupt them in this moment. Because Rhy hummed happily as he pulled himself closer to his lover, wanting more of that kiss. Of all kisses. Of Llewellyn.

Certainly, the opportunity was nice… Llewellyn had come a long way from the days where he’d look over his shoulder every time they kissed.

Instead, he tangled fingers in Rhy’s hair, drawing him into the kiss more deeply with a pleased sigh. Clearly Llewellyn was as hungry for it, and closer was always encouraged… His arm shifting to hold the man in a firm, comforting embrace, hand grasping at material lightly.

Well this was good to hear. He hummed happily and kissed the other once again, enjoying the other's lips. The pulling his hair earned a light moan from him. This was probably too much for public, but he didn't care.

Admittedly, Llewellyn was a little lost in it to really think about that at the moment, delighted by the reaction his fingers in Rhy’s hair had earned. He loved the sound of the other’s voice, sounding so pleased with the attention he hummed happily. Tongue darting out to brush against the other’s lip, almost teasing, and a touch of questioning.

Well of course Rhy's lips would part for such a teasing brush of his husband's touch. What more could he be other than open for the desires of the other? Had he not proven to be very agreeable in those ways?

He certainly had, but Llewellyn never took such open willingness from his beloved for granted. A pleased sound rising in his throat, happy for the chance to deepen the kiss further, enjoying the taste of his husband.

Damn that was good. Rhy pushed at the other man's shoulders to try and push him back down onto the ground. This was the worst thing to be doing in public.

And Llewellyn always followed his love’s lead, letting the other push him down to lay in the grass more comfortably as he wrapped his arms around the other, enjoying the nearness and the weight on top of him as he pressed a few playful kisses to the man’s jawline next. Yes, this was a terrible idea in public, but Rhy had successfully distracted him. And, amusingly, it followed an odd tradition of detectives being so smitten with their enthusiastic partners to absentmindedly risk trouble in a public park.

Although… It would be a shame if the small, wrinkly fluff butt that was also on their level were to have enough of their nonsense that involved ignoring him…

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Rhy moved down with his partner, keeping up the deep kiss.

Or he did until said fluff butt realized that not one, but two faces of his favorite people were now in licking range. The pup rushed forward and then Rhy was pulling away, laughing as the dog came in to demand his kisses.

"Damn you Pretzel!"

Llewellyn let out a small ‘oof’ as their little pup pounced on his chest to get a better chance at reaching both of their faces. Oh, he was getting heavier… Laughing gently, he raised a hand to ward off the snout that had turned on him when Rhy pulled away. “Pretzel, this was not an invitation, bud.” He commented, propping himself up on an elbow and trying to appease the pup with some good pats.

Glancing up at his husband, he gave the man a small grin. “Mm… I suppose we should have probably anticipated that interruption. Revenge for not letting him in bed some evenings.” He raised a brow with a slightly amused tone.

"We should know better," Rhy agreed, moving to stand up. He stood aside and then offered his hand down to his husband. "Doesn't help that the bed is tall now, instead of sunken into the floor like at the dome."

Which meant Pretzel couldn't just invade of his own accord.

Llewellyn took the hand offered, letting Rhy help him back to his feet and trying to not laugh again as Pretzel jumped to try to hinder this. So much for them being on his short, wrinkly level! “Oh, that definitely doesn’t help… Well, it doesn’t help him with his interrupting us for attention when he feels neglected. It helps us quite a bit.” He commented playfully, knowing his husband meant the dog’s mood and intent on interrupting them when they got a bit distracted with one another.

“That was lovely, though I do suppose he might’ve done us a favour by interrupting in this case… Before we uh- got carried away.” He grinned sheepishly, reaching out to adjust his husband’s shirt slightly, knowing they might’ve both looked a little less tidy now. His own tie was rather crooked, and his hat was still left on the ground.

"Except for that time I accidentlaly rolled off of it," Rhy noted with a laugh. Their second day there, he'd just rolled right out of bed because he'd forgotten he wasn't below the floor anymore.

Rhy smiled and reached for the hat, dusting it off to put on his husband's head before he started to smooth the tie into position.

"Yeah, he did help there too."

Llewellyn laughed softly, wincing a little. “Yes, there was that… You had me rather worried for a moment.” That had been a bit of an adjustment, but he was glad that they’d eventually gotten used to the change there. “I worried we might need to start putting things on the floor to soften the blow if you rolled out again.” He was used to falling off things or tripping over them, so it was less a concern for him. He worried more about his beloved, though it had prompted the detective cuddling in closer to tug Rhy back should he wander too close to the edge of the bed.

Letting Rhy return his hat to where it belonged, and to straighten his tie, Llewellyn smiled warmly. Little gestures like that were something he found he enjoyed quite a bit, it was just nice… “As disappointing as the interruption was, I suppose we owe him one for it… Though I dare say I might wish for a continuation this evening where he need not interrupt us.” He added with a teasing light in his eyes.

"Oh, that sounds quite wise," Rhy agreed, nodding along, his lips moving in to brush over his partner's neck. "Very good indeed."

Almost as good as hugging the taller man to him, happy to use his strong body to keep the man tightly there.

"I didn't tell you, I was commissioned to do a beautiful waistcoat for a wedding!"

Feeling lips brushing against his neck, Llewellyn felt a warm, happy flush in his cheeks at the continued attention. Really, it wasn’t hard to distract him and Rhy knew it… A lower, pleased chuckle escaping. “I’m glad that you think so, my love.” He commented, rather looking forward to it now.

Not that he was in a rush to move, Llewellyn didn’t really have any complaints to remain trapped by his husband. He wished they had more time like this. They’d both been keeping so busy since they arrived. Though it would be worth it, he reminded himself. He had promised Rhy to find them somewhere better than the apartments, and he’d meant it.

Still, he does tilt his head at the excited tone in Rhy’s voice with a fond smile. A wedding, hm? He had a feeling he knew which, though he rather wondered which of the two had been by the shop to see Rhy. So, he had to ask. “That’s lovely, dear. Is it for Ignis and Nida, perchance?”

"Nida? Ah, I hadn't had the husband-to-be's name yet," Rhy admitted with a smile. "But yes, Master Ignis is very charming, and he came by the shop. I think someone must have commended me to him."

ANd his gaze was lingering with amusement upon his husband. Was that you, Llewellyn?

“Yes, he’s quite nice. Let’s me take over a table at the lodge if I’m out that way and need a spot to spread out my papers. Also been giving me addresses to look at.” He commented with a smile, yes Ignis was a very nice sort. Llewellyn was glad to hear that the man had indeed visited the tailor shop for his wedding garments.

The lingering, amused look from Rhy gets a slightly silly, sheepish smile as he rubbed his cheek. “I’m sure someone did recommend you, you’re work is lovely and I’m sure more than a few people appreciate the care you put into it, my love.” He responded, not exactly spilling the beans that it was him… But also not saying it wasn’t him.

What? He was proud of his husband and wanted him to have such opportunities to take on projects that he would enjoy. The day Llewellyn didn’t fuss and dote and talk up, Rhy was a day where one should be concerned that he was ill or possessed by something.

"Yes, I'm sure someone did," Rhy smiled and chuckled. "If only I could reward them for the suggestion of my skill."

And there was only so much more he can do. But in the mean time, might teases is lover the best he could.

Oh, the teasing gets a curious tilt of his head, “Oh? I wonder how you would reward them…?” He commented, resting his head against Rhy’s light, still grinning. “Though I would argue that they may consider your company reward enough.” Which, of course, he did. These little light, teasing moments and the nearness were something he’d never take for granted.

"Oh, I can do much more than offer my company," Rhy said, leaning in to whisper the words right against his lover's ear. There, let him tell you things. Let him imply.

"I think I might need to go home early and figure out how to find them. To thank them."

Llewellyn could feel heat rising in his neck as he felt the other’s breath on his ear. More than company was not as hard for him to work through as it used to be, and he hummed low at the thought. “That’s uh- not a bad idea… Maybe if you’re quite lucky you won't have to look far, they might just… Happen to show up on the doorstep to see you, hm?”

He had a feeling his distraction would be at an all-time high for the remainder of the day at this rate. He now rather felt like he might understand why he heard stories about Murdoch and Julia disappearing at odd times of day in very specific places where one should probably not pursue such desires... Love, it seemed, had that effect on people.

His tone was still low as he continued, “Maybe with a nice bottle of wine, and plenty of time to spend appreciating you and your thanks?”

"I hope he does," Rhy answered, his voice soft and warm. He definitely wanted to see that come to be. Llewellyn would be so beautiful like that, on their doorstep with wine and himself ready to be taken apart by the man he loved.

"Perhaps tonight even?"

“Tonight?” Llewellyn let his expression shift to something playfully light and thoughtful, as though he were considering it. The answer was definitely yes, Llewellyn was already considering going home early that day thanks to their little diversion in the grass… “Hmm…”

But…

Rhy brought this side out of him in a way few could. “I don’t know… Perhaps?” He continued, leaning in close again and lingering with a delighted grin. “I think it’s quite possible that they might have received just the right inspiration to surprise you tonight.”

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