The Drow Queen of Glaley [Very NSFW]

[Claudia Emerison]

"I guess," Claudia says, expression saying otherwise. "Just... I mean, I already get treated like a child because I'm shorter than everyone else around," she explains awkwardly, the unspoken 'and because I'm inept at intrigue, politics and social combat of any kind' very evident in the notes of shame and self-disgust she can't keep out of her voice. "Anyway, I'll be right back."

[Coquette Blacquin]

"Take your time." Coquette sighs, laying back against the pillow, exhausted.

[Zevran]

There's a soft creak shortly after the door to the bathroom shuts, then soft amber eyes peer down at Coquette. "I love you," Zevran murmurs without preamble, much the same as the tender kiss he gives her right after.

[Coquette Blacquin]

"I love you too," she manages, when she comes up for air.

[Zevran]

Eyes bright, Zevran smiles down at her crookedly. "I merely thought you could use a reward for your bravery and kindness," he purrs, brushing his lips against hers once more, then skimming up to her nose and forehead.

[Coquette Blacquin]

"Pretty sure you have the wrong girl," she protests. "Kind? Me?"

[Zevran]

"Generous and caring even," he affirms, kissing her again, just as much for him as her.

[Coquette Blacquin]

"But I'm the useless one. Noire and Cedric and Little B keep us alive. I'm just.... Useless."

[Zevran]

"Safety is not the only goal in life. And besides, you help in your own way." He boops her nose with his own, smiling. "Noire might impress, might discern subtleties or ploys, Cedric might stand firm and fight, Sweetheart might take the blows the rest cannot avoid... but you inspire loyalty. You find love, you seek happiness. What point do walls and guards have without the city to protect within?"

[Coquette Blacquin]

"Cedric can do these things too," she protests. 

[Zevran]

Zevran shakes his head. "Cedric can have fun, yes, but it's the fun of a soldier snatching a moment's breath between battles. Loyalty, I will grant you, though it's in a very different form and a different way. But by his very nature, he can only do so with less than a handful of people; I do not scorn him for his shyness, mind you. But your warmth is... more open. You reach out, you lift up. You care."

[Coquette Blacquin]

"I fuck up," she says bitterly. "I hurt. I am weak."

[Zevran]

"So does the rest of you. So do I." He kisses her yet again. "I still love you."

[Coquette Blacquin]

"Thank you. You are truly a gift sent by Ciren."

[Zevran]

It's not often anyone gets to see Zevran blush but in that moment, Coquette got a very close up show of it. A wordless blush even.