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a rainy day with the six LI's

Asra

the shop gets less business than usual because of the weather, meaning more downtime for the two of you

there is absolutely some lapsang souchong involved. you brew two cups -- it's a precaution -- and retire to the bed upstairs

you cuddle up in bed and chat. usually Asra takes the lead, telling stories about his travels. sometimes the two of you discuss magic -- he answers your questions about magical fields you're less familiar with. sometimes you simply let the soothing ambience of the rain calm you to the core as you enjoy each other's presence. Asra never takes these moments for granted, not anymore

there's a good chance things get frisky (especially if you're the one who initiates it. Asra's very reciprocal), but just as much chance that the tea will make you sleepy enough that you doze off without meaning to

Nadia

takes the opportunity to cancel her appointments -- using the weather as an excuse -- to spend time with you while she can

immediately has a warm bath prepared for both of you. she sets aside her refusal to get pruny so she can relax and drink wine in your company. you massage each other, clean each other's skin, wash each other's hair, and help each other get into more comfortable clothes after drying off

there's a 50/50 chance of her either getting servants to pamper you (massages, skincare routines, etc.) or just taking the time to "get away from it all" and spend the rest of the day alone with you

in that case, both of you head up to her contemplation tower and each quietly attend to your own hobbies, striking up the occasional conversation. she creates some new trinket of "no consequence," possibly for Chandra, possibly for you, showing it off to you after she's finished. Chandra naps nearby, content to be out of the rain.

she shares some wine (or a non-alcoholic beverage of your choice, if that's your preference) with you out on the veranda. it's almost a guarantee that she'll want you in her lap, idly playing with your hair or caressing your skin

there's a high chance that the touching gets saucy. Nadia knows exactly how to get you going, and god, is she good at it. just a kiss and/or nibble on the neck and you're gone

I could keep going on I love Nadia so much

Julian

there is at least one (1) point where he drags you out to dance in the rain with him. partly because it's fun, partly so you can have an impromptu wet shirt contest. he declares you the winner, but only after embracing you with the wettest hug you've ever experienced

he tries not to keep you out for too long -- he's a doctor, after all. doesn't want you to catch a cold. he suggests that you take a warm bath. maybe together. you know, to save water. maybe share body heat afterward in bed. he knows these things, he's a doctor

you get some warm soup started after the bath (Mazelinka's recipe or Portia's? your choice) and Julian gets so wrapped up in telling stories about his exploits as a pirate and his very strange childhood that he almost forgets to drink his damn soup

when you finally get Julian to shut up and get in bed, he's colder than he lets on, so you spoon him close and tight. when he purrs in deep contentment, you can feel it against your chest. with full bellies, you pass out tangled in his gangly limbs

there is a point where you wake up from this nap, though. somehow among the tossing and turning of sleep, you've ended up atop him. he is wide awake and blushing like mad, averting your gaze. do I really have to point out the direction this goes in?

I do. you top the shit out of him. you top him so hard. he's not so cold after that

Muriel

you're probably chilling in the hut doing wizard shit when it starts raining, so you get giddy knowing that means Muriel will be back soon. you start a fire and (attempt to) strike a sexy pose on the rug in front

he arrives, merely raises an eyebrow at your performance, maybe cracks a bit of a smile, but you know he has kinda a low libido so you're not too surprised. regardless, he's thankful that you warmed the hut up for him and Inanna so they could dry off

it takes a moment of convincing, but you get him to lay down. propping yourself up on him (read: on his muscles), you narrate a book out loud for him while he absentmindedly occupies his hands whittling, sewing, carving, etc.

he tries to let on that he lets you read more for your sake, but his facial expressions betray that he does actually end up invested in whatever story you tell. over time, you've found that he enjoys more light-hearted stories, especially about animals. he blushes when you tease him about it

at some point, Muriel puts down whatever he's working on and wordlessly interrupts you with a light tug into his arms. despite how big he is, he's always gentle in his interactions, as if he's afraid to hurt you. he places your head underneath his chin and leaves a hand cupping the back of your head, fingers entwined in your hair. his other arm wraps around your waist to hold you close. you cut in to say he forgot something -- when he mutters a questioning grunt while looking down toward you, you steal a few kisses all over his face. wherever you can reach on it, really

the corners of his lips turn upward, he kisses you back once on the lips, once on the forehead, then squeezes you tighter and wastes no time drifting to sleep. between the rise and fall of his chest and the weight of his arm on top of you, you follow soon after

Portia

oh you better fucking know that the two of you are gonna be cooking together. soup, meat, pie, cake, cookies, bread, you name it, she's got a recipe for it. she's even told you that you get first pick

good luck getting her off of you. she's always physically affectionate, but it feels like the rain is making her even more so. no complaints from you, at least

skinny dipping might be involved while you wait for the food to cool. just maybe. in the event that it is, there is no chance in the world that she's letting your butt go untouched/unsmooched. really she's just gonna kiss all over your body

FEAST. you underestimated how much food you made, but also don't feel like wasting too much of it. you set aside what you can for Julian (Lord knows that boy needs to eat more) and lay the fuck down for a post-lunch siesta

when you wake up, Portia is wrapped up in a blanket with a cup of tea, admiring the rain through the window. she hands you another cup and you take a moment together to enjoy the sounds. after some silence, she talks a bit about how it reminds her of some rainy days together with Ilya, how different it was back then, how thankful she is to have found him in Vesuvia, how thankful the is to have found you. she trails off, blushing, and pulls you into a kiss. a long kiss. before you know it, the two of you are horizontal and she is straddling you, desperation clear with the hums you feel through her lips.

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Lucio

he is absolutely not letting you go outside when the weather is that bad. you are staying inside with him next to a roaring fire and in a huge cozy bed with servants to attend to your every whim

truth or dare is played. he calls you a pansy and a coward every time you choose truth, but his questions are mostly about what he can do to spoil you -- or your thoughts on different aspects of his personality

if at any point you have to leave the room without him, you can Count (get it? I'm funny) on him being in the nude when you return, possibly holding a white rose between his teeth

he will try to act like a hotshot in control of the situation, but the moment you stand up to him about it, he will back down and melt

after the sex, he brags about his war escapades when weather turned inclement, how they used it to their advantage, how cold the winters got. he stops abruptly, then turns in the bed to hold you. you prod him to continue, but he grumbles something incomprehensible about being too tired. so you drop it and drift to sleep alongside him, lulled by the crackling of the fireplace

#the arcana #nadia satrinava #asra #julian devorak #portia devorak #lucio #muriel #just like everything i write #this ended up longer than expected #and i refuse to proofread #take my drabbles you animals #TAKE THEM

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