"Me? Make a scene? I have no idea what you're talking about." Febs giggled. So far every one of their public interactions had been a scene of some kind and all of them were her fault. "I promise to be on my best behavior- then." Now was an entirely different story, though truthfully she just wanted out of her Merlin-forsaken corset and to curl up beside him for a decent night's sleep. When she stepped into the fireplace she hadn't know how tonight was going to go, showing up in her nightgown hadn't exactly been an option.
If she were being honest though, she was excited to get to go out and do something normal together, especially after all of the upheaval of the last couple of weeks. It would be hard to minimize their level of familiarity, but she could handle it. Honestly the hardest part would be not to call him by his first name. Not that she didn't enjoy this, but if they were to put up a good show of propriety, they were going to have to practice.
Letting him take over with the buttons for a moment, Febs pulled the tie from her hair and shook the waves loose, chuckling when her ring got caught near the end. Thinking through getting out of all of these layers was already exhausting, but not nearly as tiresome as putting them on. As entertaining as it would be to let him try and figure it all out, she was just too sleepy. Not to mention getting it off from their current position was nearly impossible. Fucking skirts. Febs leaned into kiss his cheek again before sitting up. "I'm too tired to fight with this, hang on." She punctuated the thought by covering a yawn with one hand as she slid off the bed. Finding her wand in her pocket, Febs gave the closures on her corset and skirts a quick spell, everything coming undone relatively easily. She felt that familiar whoosh of air into her lungs as soon as she was rid of her corset, dress pooling on the floor at her feet as she dropped her corset on top.
With a cheeky grin, she dove back onto the bed, nearly landing on him, not entirely unlike that time he'd tossed her. It was far too easy to fall back into their regular habits, despite the heavy start to the evening. For that she was incredibly thankful. "There, that's better." She chuckled as she rolled over to push her stockings down her legs.
If she were being honest though, she was excited to get to go out and do something normal together, especially after all of the upheaval of the last couple of weeks. It would be hard to minimize their level of familiarity, but she could handle it. Honestly the hardest part would be not to call him by his first name. Not that she didn't enjoy this, but if they were to put up a good show of propriety, they were going to have to practice.
Letting him take over with the buttons for a moment, Febs pulled the tie from her hair and shook the waves loose, chuckling when her ring got caught near the end. Thinking through getting out of all of these layers was already exhausting, but not nearly as tiresome as putting them on. As entertaining as it would be to let him try and figure it all out, she was just too sleepy. Not to mention getting it off from their current position was nearly impossible. Fucking skirts. Febs leaned into kiss his cheek again before sitting up. "I'm too tired to fight with this, hang on." She punctuated the thought by covering a yawn with one hand as she slid off the bed. Finding her wand in her pocket, Febs gave the closures on her corset and skirts a quick spell, everything coming undone relatively easily. She felt that familiar whoosh of air into her lungs as soon as she was rid of her corset, dress pooling on the floor at her feet as she dropped her corset on top.
With a cheeky grin, she dove back onto the bed, nearly landing on him, not entirely unlike that time he'd tossed her. It was far too easy to fall back into their regular habits, despite the heavy start to the evening. For that she was incredibly thankful. "There, that's better." She chuckled as she rolled over to push her stockings down her legs.