#She doens't like being confined

[thaidakar-is-hot]

I've had this idea tottering around my mind the past few days

Mauve, a ghostblood agent, 26 years old...falls in love with her boss. Now, here me out: It takes time. It's a slow burn, a slooooow burn. And the two of them, Kelsier and Mauve both, are immediatly attracted to one another, and four six years dance this sexual and romantic tension. Kelsier knows its inappropriate what he's feeling. He's also aware of the age difference; forgetting he's immortal and 3 centuries old, 40 to 26 is well, it's a gap. But she's charming, she's intelligent, she challenges him. She's an astounding agent, and he quickly takes her and sends Moonlight on other projects, keeping Mauve close at hand. (Moonlight was her mentor.) Mauve finds him much the same way. The two have long conversations, planning sessions, and bond privately while others cannot see. All platonically. All...appropiately. But underneath it all, both want more. It shows in looks, in glances, in touches that linger just a bit too long. Kelsier eventually takes her to the south. Now Idk what the fuck he was doing down there; I'm guessing he had contacts he needed to see, or something important and relevant to the situation with the Set. Perhaps something to do with the Bands? But he takes her. And oh, a world of flirting comes down upon them. Very on the nose flirting. Very...inappropriate. And after it all, after the dust has settled, and Marasi has rejected the invitation to join, he invites her to dinner. He has finally tired of waiting, finally tired of hoping his feelings would change. They'd only grown stronger, more fervent. His desire for her roared within him, and hers was much the same. The two had a quite romantic candlelit dinner in his conservatory. Mauve wore a black dress; a sleek gown that hugged all her curves in a scandalous sort of way; a gown they'd seen in a shopkeeps window down south. He had said he'd like that on a woman; and she had bought it. They spoke of unromantic things, Moonlights retreival, Marasi's rejection, Harmony, The Set, and Allomancy...Until it wasn't business anymore. Until he looked at her in that outfit, shoulders exposed, necklace about her neck, and told her how perfect she looked. Oh Harmony the dam had burst. With that comment, they had broken all boundaries and had side stepped propreity, and both knew it was wrong and went on with it anyways. Mauve was 30 now, Kelsier was still 40. The age difference was much closer. Had she ever truly cared about it, anyways? Kelsier didn't care; he had her in his arms. The first woman he'd cared about for centuries, the first woman since Mare to have caught his eye and held it. And Ruin, he was going to hold onto her.