Emrys smirked at that, but kept his eyes on her arm as he began massaging the cream into the skin just above her wrist. "Worried someone may arrive at any moment to discover us?" he teased lightly. There wasn't the slightest chance; Emrys had always valued his privacy above and beyond almost any other possession he had. It wasn't as though any of his family would have cause to seek him out with any degree of urgency, but if they did they would know better than to arrive unannounced. There was one time that had happened in recent memory, when his niece (at the time still a student, no less) had gotten it into her head that she was entitled to his time just because she was bored sitting at home. After that little interlude, he'd invested in a new magical lock for the floo, which took it offline automatically thirty minutes after he'd opened it. His house was impregnable, unless he was expecting whoever the guest was.

"Don't fret," he continued, still lightly teasing. He moved his hand up to her forearm and elbow. "You have me all to yourself."

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