Aurelie's Rented Room

[Rafe Hitchens]

*Shivers, mental images soaring behind his eyes*

So tha's how it is, eh? I'm likin' this sort o' damage.

*Gently moves her head to his chest*

Can I 'ave a short demonstration? Dun't get me too excited.

[Aurélie Benoit]

*grins, her eyes sparkling*

Absolutely. Though, I won't make any promises regarding excitement.

*roughly shoves him back in one quick movement so that she is kneeling above him and has his hands pinned above his head*

*leans down and kisses him, gently at first and then more urgently, nipping at his bottom lip*

Now, I've heard that not everybody likes this...

*holding his arms down with one hand, slowly runs her nail down the middle of his chest, leaving one long red scratch mark*

*smirks, questioning him with her eyes*

[Rafe Hitchens]

*Seems to recoil, eyes closing in discomfort*

*Eyes open again, his manner serious*

Babe, you'll 'ave to pay me for tha' stuff. I'm not a huge fan o' it myself. I'm already a right wreck, can't 'ave more bruises messing me up, eh?

*Twists one arm from her hold and runs it down the scratch, frowning*

[Aurélie Benoit]

*smiles kindly*

No matter.

*takes her wand from the side table and runs in down the scratch, healing it*

Better?

*gently runs her fingers through his hair*

Soft touches can be much more... inspiring.

[Rafe Hitchens]

*Sighs softly*

Yes, to me they prove inspirin', babe. So you fancy tha' sort of stuff? I can ask ya now 'bout tha' or I can hunt down your ex. Either way, I find it right interestin'.

*Gives a weak smile, mischief in his eyes*

[Aurélie Benoit]

*nods softly*

Yeah.... I like it sometimes. Like you said... it's interesting.

*shrugs beautifully*

I'm rather hungry again. Would you like something to eat?

[Rafe Hitchens]

*Eyes widen a bit more*

I can see tha'. Maybe I dun't get it like ya do.

*Rubs his hands together when she mentions food*

I dun't refuse food, Aurelie. If I did tha' I'd be in th' ground, all right?

[Aurélie Benoit]

*laughs lightly*

You could use a little more meat on your bones.

*squeezes his waist playfully*

*goes to the door and orders a tray of food for both of them*

[Rafe Hitchens]

Yeah I s'pose you're right 'bout tha'. I've gone a couple days wi'out food and it was right unpleasant. Tha's true hunger and all you think 'bout is food and your own stomach.

*Grins and slaps Aurelie playfully*

'Ey babe, if I sound too downcast just tell me. Sometimes I dun't even know I'm doin' it.

[Aurélie Benoit]

*smirks*

Not at all. I'm sure that I do the same... so, your offer goes both ways. But, I find your life quite interesting... the way that you can just go and not know where you'll be tomorrow or the next day. I'm a bit jealous.

[Rafe Hitchens]

Interestin', eh? Never thought o' it like tha'.

*Shrugs modestly*

Anyone could do wha' I do, Aurelie. You could if ya wanted, babe. Just go where th' wind takes you. If there's a tree climb it. If you see a pretty girl kiss her. Easy as tha'.

[Aurélie Benoit]

*shrugs elegantly*

I suppose... though, I don't think that I'd really be brave enough to do that.

*beckons him over to the table where a hearty dinner has been laid out*

*spears a piece of broccoli onto her fork and looks up*

Maybe that's the problem... I've never really been brave enough to want to do anything.

[Rafe Hitchens]

*Trails after Aurelie and sits across from her*

You should try and beat tha' fear, babe. Nothin' is so freein' as tha'.

*Eats as much as he can stomach and clears his throat*

'Ey, Aurelie babe I oughta head out. Can't neglect my singin' and drinkin', eh? I'd hate to ruin my rep.

*Gathers up his sachel and guitar*

[Aurélie Benoit]

*laughs lightly*

Very well. Have fun tonight... but, I would recommend trying to get a bit more singing than drinking done.

*stands up and kisses him gently on the lips*

I'll be gone this weekend but, feel free to visit any other time.

[Rafe Hitchens]

*Clasps her hand gently and leans over to kiss it*

Right, right. It was a pleasure to 'ave met ya, babe. Clap after I play if ya see me in a pub, all right?

*Hoisting his guitar closer to his body he exits in search of a pub or sympathetic wealthy witch or wizard*