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Sunday Afternoon||NicxGeorgie

Who: @georgiexromano and @nicoinverona

When: Sunday, November 4, 2018

What: Nic visits Georgie at the cottage she shares with her cousin on the Romano Estate. They get cozy but things hold Nic back. Mentions of @analyticalcapulet. Mentions of NPC Greta Ricci and her death.

Triggers: death mentions

Nic: arrived at the Romano estate just after lunch on Sunday afternoon. He had a small basket full of non edible treats for Georgie as per the Madam's instructions. Once he arrived and checked in with the guards at the front, he felt very unprepared and almost wished he'd had his gun with him as well, not that he expected he'd be allowed to keep it. He was grateful though that he was shown onto the estate without incident and lead towards the cottage. He pulled the soft red fleece blanket from the top of the basket and put it over his head like a red hood before knocking on the door.

Georgie: was curled up in bed, as she had been since she’d gotten home from the hospital. Today, at least, she had the incentive to put more effort in getting ready. So she was showered and had chosen her cutest pair of comfy pjs to look somewhat out together. When she heard the knock, she headed down the hall to open the door happily. Though she’d been trying not to seem too excited, she couldn’t help but laugh as she spotted his makeshift red hood. “Well hello, you look an awful lot like a big bad wolf in disguise. Not sure I should let you in. I’m afraid you might try to eat me.”

Nic: laughed, putting down the basket and reaching in for Georgie's hips and tickling them. "Maybe I am the big bad wolf in disguise, and maybe I would try to eat you, but something tells me you wouldn't mind at all." She looked a lot better than he remembered from the night of the fire and that made him feel a lot better. "What can I say, halloween is over so the stores have ALL the Christmas stuff out already. I just wanted to find you something warm and soft to snuggle up with. But the red spoke to me," the Dominant smiled.

Georgie: let out a giggle and pushed his hands away. "Stop, I'm not allowed to laugh too hard." He was ridiculous, coming here and teasing her the way he did, then telling her they could never happen. She knew that, of course, but that didn't mean she didn't want to tease him back. "Oh, you know I wouldn't. Which is why I'll happily let you in." She smiled up at him a moment more before standing back to let him in, grinning at the basket of treats. "You didn't have to get me anything... But I have to say, I love the blanket and I really can't wait to see what else you brought." She closed the door behind him before heading straight to her room. "I swear Mother has this superpower that she can tell when I'm out of bed longer than I should be..."

Nic: "Okay, okay," he acquiesced. "But the color looks good on you." The Dominant stepped into the cottage. "Your mother refused to let me bring you anything to eat and I figured you might be about going crazy so I put together a few essentials." He followed Georgie back to her room. "Well if getting you into bed keeps your Mother away," Nic couldn't help but laugh. "Please tell me you have a tv and dvd player back here."

Georgie: "Thank you, Sir." The submissive replied with a light bat of her eyelashes and a small smirk on her lips. She let out a soft huff then as he explained why he brought the stuff he did. "Of course she did... I was hoping you'd get around that. I'm on a strict diet right now, only eating what will help me get better and nothing else." It was annoying, but she wasn't going to fault her mother for trying to take care of her. "Depending on what the essentials are, you're a life saver." Her smirk grew as she climbed into bed and patted the mattress beside her. "If I knew all I needed to do was inhale some smoke to get you in my bed, I'd have done it a while ago." She teased lightly before gesturing at her tv, "Duh, who do you think I am?"

Nic: "I am not some fool about to purposefully bring on the wrath of your mother," the Dominant said with a shake of his head. Sitting down on the bed, with a fond roll of his eyes at Georgie’s comment about getting him into her bed, he handed over the basket. "A couple of movies, some puzzle books, a pen, some cards, and travel sized games," he dug to the bottom of the basket. "And the inspiration for it all," Nic produced a child's copy of Little Red Riding Hood and a plush wolf.

Georgie: "I knew I liked you for a reason... you're very clever." Georgie smiled wide as he rolled his eyes at her, glad she got the reaction she hoped for. Looking through the basket as he told her what was in it, her smile brightened. "You're really the best. Thank you, Sir." A laugh was pulled from her lips as he took out the book and the wolf and she immediately tugged the plush to her chest. "Will you read it to me.... Daddy?" The look on her face screamed mischief as she fluttered her eyelashes more, trying her best to seem innocent.

Nic: "I'm finally beginning to actually enjoy my life again," he nodded. "You're welcome. I got this before I knew you were out of the hospital and I wasn't sure how long you'd be in for. I had to take out the snacks and decided to replace them with DVDs." His face flushed slightly at her teasing. He wasn't completely immune to her after all, but if what she wanted was a Daddy Dominant, it was another way of showing how their lives were on different paths. Still he wouldn't deny her and perhaps it was safer. "Of course <i> Little One,</i>." Nic grabbed the blanket and opened his arms welcoming her to snuggle against him, as he flipped open the book and settled the blanket around them.

Georgie: “So you don’t have a death wish, now that’s a hot quality I look for in a Dom.” Georgie laughed again, though her lungs ached and told her to stop. “It’s perfect, thank you.” The flush on his face was brilliant, but she was surprised he reacted, let alone went along with it. “I /was/ just kidding. But I do like the pet names and any chance to cuddle up to you? I won’t turn that down.” She smiled as she snuggled into his side, letting out a content sigh as she did.

Nic: "No, I don't, but for a while after Greta... I just didn't care about anything but Grazie and work." He noticed the way she struggled and he held up a hand. "I'll stop. I won't make you laugh." Nic shrugged his shoulders. "I'm not really into the Daddy kink. I don't think. I'm more into maybe one day... being a daddy. An actual one, running around after a couple of kids." Nic cut his eyes to her. "I'm generally pro-snuggling. And you /are/ a little one." He pushed some hair back off her face. "So, just out of curiosity, since you mentioned it, what do you look for, quality wise in a Dominant. What do you want? When do you want it?"

Georgie: “And now you’re caring about more, and that’s a really good thing.” Georgie offered with a sweet smile, reaching over to squeeze his hand lightly. She tried to take deep breaths to calm the aching in her lungs because of her laughter. “I’m not really either. I mean, I guess I kinda am, but it depends who I’m with. You’re daddy material, definitely, but not really “Daddy” material, you know? You’d be an amazing dad, based on how you are with Grazie.” She gave him another smile before snuggling closer, taking a deep breath, breathing in his scent as odd as that was. “I’m not sure, if I’m honest. I mean, I’d like to know my Dominant can take care of me. I want to feel safe when I’m with them, but also be able to relax and have fun. I like someone who knows what their doing with their life, which is why I usually go for Dominants a bit older than I am.” She considered his second question and sighed softly, “Not yet. I know I should start looking properly soon, but I still want to have fun. But within the next five years I’d definitely like to have something...”

Nic: "Thanks," Nic said squeezing her hand back. "Yeah, that is me. I like... taking care of people. I was used to taking care of Greta, and we'd been together so long it was hard to remember how we navigated all of that, what she needed versus what I needed to give." The Dominant nodded his head. "I think that's what you should want. Someone who can take care of you, who makes you feel safe. And you should also feel like you can relax and have fun too." Nic laughed then. "Conveniently I think I fit all of those." He nodded his head. "I think wanting an older Dominant and someone who knows what they are doing with their life is probably something that comes from your family as well. Someone who is going to fit in with them, who is going to be useful and make a good connection." Nic continued to softly run a hand through her hair. "That makes sense and I think that's fine. You should have fun and enjoy your life too. You're still young and you've never had that experience before. But I have. I've been in a claim, we were talking about starting a family and actually... " Nic shook his head. "And even though some days I wonder if I'm ready to move on, I know I still want all of that again."

Georgie: nodded as he explained that was how he had been with Greta. It was always interesting to hear him speak of her, and it made her kind of sad to know he lost someone so special to him. "I don't think it's convenience, actually. I think that's just why I like you so much. You're everything I've been taught to look for as well as everything I've realised I want for myself. That's why you're so annoying." She added a light tease at the end, though she smiled up at him. His hand running through her hair caused her to sigh lightly and let her eyes close for a brief moment. "I guess we're both at different points in our lives then..." That would be an easy excuse to rely on every time she questioned why she couldn't be with Nico, to avoid the obvious fact that he wasn't a noble. "Tell me about her. Your 'friend'. You say she's a friend but I can tell it's more than that. What's she like?

Nic: crossess his eyes and stuck out his tongue at Georgie’s teasing. “That’s Sir Annoying to you.” The Dominant nodded his head. “Yeah. But who knows? I could be at this point for a while. Who knows?” The Dominants cheeks burned with color at being called out on his relationship with Mel. “Hmm, you can tell that can you?” Nic asked with a raised eyebrow. “Okay first off no .... buts or whats or questioning. I’m very aware of everything.” He blew out a breath. “Her name is Mel and she is a Capulet so right off the bat I know we can only be friends. “She’s not the daughter of the head of the family or anything like you but she just moved out of her parents place and into a wing on the estate. That is probably another big clue that she doesn’t see me in that way because even though she stays and sometimes for a couple of nights in a row, and has some things at my place for when she does stay... I guess moving in with me isn’t... an option. Maybe it would have been if I had another room or something. But she seems really happy so I’m happy for her.” He laughed. “She likes video games and food and coffee. She was on a quadruple shot the day I met her. She works in retail but only to pay the bills; her real interest is in tech but since the Montagues have that on lock down she’s struggling to find her bliss professionally. And she may actually leave Verona to peruse something. Which is I guess another reason why we are not anything but friends.” The Dominant turned to Georgie. “I have a gift apparently for relationships that can’t be.”

Georgie: "Yes, Sir Annoying." Georgie quipped back in a sing songy voice, though it was still a bit hoarse. "You're right, who knows? I could be at the stage you're currently at now before you're ready to move on from it. Then we'd have a real problem." Of course it wouldn't be any more of a problem than it was now, nothing would really change. The way he blushed made it quite obvious she'd caught him, even if he hadn't been very subtle about the whole thing. She was about to say something when he cut her off to make it clear she couldn't ask anything so she just nodded. Georgie listened carefully, genuinely curious about what was going on in his life and who the lucky girl was that was getting his affection. It was adorable, really, that when she asked to hear about this girl, he told her pretty much /everything/. It was so obvious to her that he liked her in a way that was more than just friends.

When he turned to her again, she lifted her hand to gently cup his cheek before offering a smile, "You don't know that." She dropped her hand then and pushed herself up a bit more so she could look at him face on. "Okay, I know you said no buts, whats or questioning, but too bad, cause I have a few. First of all, not all Noble families are as strict as mine. I know the Capulets are still traditional, but there is a chance they'd accept you because you're not just some commoner, you're a Watchman who also happens to be a perfect gentleman. Secondly, you think she doesn't see you as anything more than a friend just because she can't or won't move in with you? Sir, with all due respect, that's ridiculous. It's very possible that she won't move in with you because she /does/ see you in that way but doesn't want to push it." She gave him a look before shaking her head and offering a small smile, "She sounds amazing, Nico, really. I hope she doesn't leave Verona, not any time soon."

Nic: laughed as Georgie continued to tease him. He could tell her voice was bothering her though. He nodded his head when she mentioned that if they were in the same stage it would be more difficult to not want more. He leaned into her gentle touch, closing his eyes. "Don't know I have a gift for relationships that can't be? Oh I think it's a fair assessment." He rolled his eyes. "You're a horrible listener. I think that would have been true with Lady Bea still in charge. I don't have enough of a read on the new Lord Capulet, and there are other reasons for him to not like me, or the Watch. It will be interesting to see his influence now that she's living at the estate," the Dominant mused softly. "But to be fair, Mel I think is one of the Capulets who probably, wouldn't even care, Noble, not Noble. But she'd be better, professionally to get claimed by a Montague. And not a Watch Officer though. If she wanted that and I'm not sure she does." He shook his head, "I get your point but I think I've made it clear that I like having her around, and would share my space with her. I do think it is more about there only being one room, and what it would mean, what it would look like. Because it would be hard to say we're just friends if we were living together that way." The Dominant rested his head on top of Georgie's. "Thanks Georgie. She is. And I hope she doesn't either. Now let's give your voice a rest okay." He picked back up the book and started reading it. Happy to focus on something else for a bit.

Georgie: "I mean you don't know that they can't be." Not with Mel, anyways. He was coming up with reasons why not, but they sounded more like excuses than anything. "I know." She replied with a quick, raspy laugh at his comment on her not listening. "Lord Tybalt isn't as bad as people make him out to be. But I suppose that's only my experience with him, not everyone else's..." She didn't know what reasons the Lord had not to like Nico, but she didn't think this was the right time to ask. "There, so you can't use the Noble thing as an excuse with her. Let her make the decision if she cares more about her profession or with who she wants to be with." It wasn't always as easy as that, as Georgie knew well, but she wanted to give him some hope. "I guess... Well then just keep having her over until you can both figure out what you want." A small smile was tugged onto her lips as he rested his head on hers and she curled back into him, all too happy to stop talking. Her throat was really hurting again, even if she wanted to keep talking. Instead she focused on his voice, not even so much the story. His voice was so soothing, that plus the warmth of his body had her in a very happily relaxed state by the end of the book.

Nic: continued reading the book, happy that Georgie seemed to relax and stop speaking while he did so. When he finished the story he set the book aside and just leaned back against the bed. It wasn't something a lot of people were comfortable with just anyone, but it was a handy Watch skill to have to sometimes be able to be with someone and not have to talk. Sometimes there just weren't things to say. He brought a hand up, stroking it through her hair gently.

Georgie: let her eyes close as he put the book away and they just relaxed. It was nice, just being like this with someone else. The comfort he gave was unparalleled to anything in that moment. A happy hum slipped past her lips at the way his hand moved through her hair and her fingers drew light designs across his arm. She didn't want to speak, didn't want to ruin the moment and could only hope he'd stay there with her for quite a while longer. At least, she hoped he would stay until someone interrupted them to bring her dinner. But that was still a ways away and she'd take what she could for now.

Nic: let out his own soft happy hum as they settled into a quiet softness of relaxing and just being. Her fingers almost tickled against his skin but he liked it. The Dominant started softly humming a song, just the melody, no lyrics. Part of him wondered if the submissive would just fall asleep in his embrace. He wasn't sure it was a wise idea, but he also thought if she needed rest than he was more than happy to help with that.

Georgie: As Nico began to hum, a lazy smile crossed Georgie's face and her hand moved to rest gently across his stomach. She could feel the gentle vibrations in his chest and it only served to relax her more. She hadn't been aware that she was this tired, but falling asleep at night had been difficult with the coughing and the pain in her lungs when she breathed too deeply. Now she didn't focus on that, able to focus fully on him as she snuggled in the tiniest bit closer before she felt herself drifting off.

Nic: felt Georgie relax more and he was pretty sure the submissive drifted off. He had no real plans for the rest of the day, and the Dominant was still exhausted from the week that had been. Wednesday had bled into Thursday and even into Friday, and although he'd crashed early the night before, just laying here with Georgie, it was easy to feel his own eyes drifting closed. Nic reached for his phone and set an alarm for about 90 minutes. He didn't think anyone would come looking for them before then, and it would be a good rest, and possibly leave them time to watch a movie before he should leave. Alarm set, Nic rested his head on Georgie's, and just let his eyes close.

Georgie: woke to the alarm, startled slightly by the sound. She hadn’t even realized she’d fallen asleep. But as her eyes opened, a content smile slowly crossed her face and she curled closer into the warm body beside her. She didn’t speak yet, not when she felt so groggy but she couldn’t help but think how nice it was to wake up like this, even if it’s been just a nap. And by the peaceful look on Nico’s face, it was clear he’d just been woken up as well.

Nic: The alarm sounding woke Nic. He hadn’t really expected to fall into a deep sleep but apparently the warmth of Georgie’s body against his and her quiet breaths had been enough to lull him to sleep. He hoped that hasn’t been a mistake. “Hey,” The Dominant said, voice still husky with sleep, “want me to put on a movie?” Keeping her from talking would probably be a good thing but he also wasn’t sure about disturbing her; but since they were both awake now, it might be a better idea.

Georgie: hummed softly in response to his words. She liked the way she could feel the rumbling of his words deep in his chest and let her eyes close again. And though she knew she should probably move, let him get up to put in a movie, she didn't really want to. "Not yet." Her voice was more hoarse than before thanks to the sleep, but she spoke quietly so as to not hurt it. "Just lay with me 'til we're both properly awake."

Nic: “Sssshh,” He cided her. “Save your voice and your throat. Should I call someone to get you something to drink?” Nic asked. Still he didn’t move; he didn’t want to move. Georgie was warm and comfortable. “I hope it’s okay that I fell asleep too,” he murmured. “It’s been a long few days.”

Georgie: shook her head subtly, not really wanting to move at all from where she was lying so comfortably. She didn't want anyone else here, not right now. This was too good and she wanted to hang onto it as long as she could. Her smile grew slightly at his words and she tilted her head up slightly to look at him. "Of course it's okay" Her voice was a whisper now, doing what she could to relax it. "You deserve rest more than anyone, you've been so busy."

Nic: "I felt pretty confident it was okay with you, but I meant more with... you family," he admitted. And by family, he meant her mother. He had no desire to mess one on one with the head of /any/ family and the Romano's were no exception. He shook his head. "No more than anyone else working on this fire case or any of the other first responders that night." Nic shifted slightly, "how have you been sleeping since the fire? Okay?"

Georgie: "You mean Mother?" Georgie smiled lightly, knowing exactly what he meant. "She won't mind, it's just sleeping, we didn't do anything. And I will tell her that if she for some reason says something." She doubted she would, though. While her Mother was very protective of her, the submissive was sure that right now, she'd just be happy she was getting some rest. "I guess.... And yeah, okay. I mean, it's kind of hard some nights. Sometimes I cough a lot or have a hard time breathing, but it's getting easier. Also laying in bed all day makes it hard to actually sleep when the time comes."

Nic: "Well in a word, yes," the Dominant laughed. "I'm not so sure your mother sees 'anything' as just anything." The woman had practically strangled Nic with his own shirt upon hearing Georgie's name, had berated him for reaching out and the method of contact, and had never once even said thank you. Not that Nic expected the Madam to; but he'd been hoping for a different experience with a Noble head of family. The Dominant nodded his head, "that's why I set an alarm, so a nap this afternoon wouldn't make tonight too hard to sleep. No nightmares involving fire?"

Georgie: "No, you're probably right... Well I can promise I'll at least do my best to calm her should she get annoyed with you. Which, again, I doubt she would about this. Because you got permission to be here, so you're okay." She wasn't supposed to be talking, she knew, but she wanted to assure him that this was fine. Partly because she was hoping if he relaxed, there could be a chance of it happening again. "Um..." She looked down, her brow furrowing slightly as she shrugged lightly. While she hadn't had them every night, some nights she awoke, unable to breathe, thinking her room was filling with smoke.

Nic: "You don't need to do that; but I am definitely attempting to tread carefully," he laughed. "I did get permission to be here and that's probably a good thing. I've never felt so uncomfortable without my gun as I did showing up to the front gates here. Although I doubt they would have let me keep it if I'd brought it with. Good thing I wasn't coming after work," the Dominant grimaced. It wasn't unexpected, and was in part why he'd asked, but the revelation was enough. "I think it's pretty standard after what you've been through. If you want to talk about it, when you're feeling better, or write about now, to save your voice, I'm here. Or I could probably recommend a therapy group."

Georgie: "But I will, cause I want her to like you." Her Mother wasn't overly fond of any Dominants who seemed to be close to her, regardless of their relationship to her. She frowned a bit then when he admitted to having been uncomfortable without his gun. "I'm sorry you were uncomfortable. I swear none of my family would ever hurt someone without cause." She had to admit, it hurt a bit that he'd felt like there could be some danger in coming to visit her. "No, definitely not. They'd have locked it up - it would have been completely safe - but it's better to just avoid all of that..." Georgie glanced up at him again when he told her she could talk about it, and even offered a therapy group, to which she shook her head, "I um I think I'm okay. They're not every night, just when I cough too much in my sleep."

Nic: smiled at the submissive and kissed the top of her forehead. "I'm sure they wouldn't, but the last time I was caught without my gun, and others had guns..." he left out a breath, "was the night Greta died." Nic shook his head. "She took one of the first bullets and so my gun wouldn't have done much but possibly compound the tragedy, but still; it is something I'll always remember." The Dominant nodded. "The thing is, I wouldn't even blame them for locking it up, so definitely better to keep it at home if I'm coming to visit here." Nic rubbed at her back a little. "Probably a bit of a subconscious thing it sounds like."

Georgie: The gentle kiss calmed her a bit, but her frown only saddened as he explained why he had been uncomfortable. "Nico... I'm so sorry. That would have been- God, I'm just so sorry." She hated that he had gone through something like that, hated that his claim that he obviously had loved so dearly was killed right in front of him. Subconsciously, she moved closer to him, just wanting to offer some support as he gently rubbed her back. "Yeah, I guess so. It'll probably go away soon, so I'm okay with dealing with it for now."

Nic: "Thanks," the Dominant said softly, allowing Georgie to snuggle in closer. The support was nice. "It's something you hope no one else has to ever experience. And yet, people do," he said matter of factly. "If it doesn't, please talk to someone about it, instead of resorting to pharmaceutical sleep aids." The case with Ophelia Capulet and her overdose still bothered him. He still felt like if only he'd made his suspicions known sooner, maybe it wouldn't have happened.

Georgie: A soft sigh left Georgie’s lips, not really knowing what to say to that. She just couldn’t imagine being in that situation and the fact that he’d actually been in it? It was terrible. His next words confused her a bit but she nodded, “Yeah no of course. I don’t- I’m not a fan of medication if I can find an alternative.” She explained before adding, “I’ll come to you. You’re just... an amazing listener and I think you’d know exactly what to say. But I’m really okay for now.”

Nic: "Good. You wouldn't believe how many people think they won't get hooked on addictive kinds of medicines even though everything we know points to there rarely being anyone who can escape." He chuckled darkly. "Even I've had a few near misses. First, with some anti-depressants and then more recently when I bruised a couple of ribs and injured my collar bone after trying to break down a door on a raid back at the beginning of October." His cheeks warmed with her faith in him. "Thank you," the Dominant said softly. He allowed himself a moment and pressed a kiss to her cheek, just off her lips. Anything else, he knew, would be far too dangerous.

Georgie: frowned slightly, tilting her head as she listened closely to him speak of addictive medicines and his history with them. "Are you okay now? With the medicine and with the injuries from your raid..." She knew his job was dangerous, but that didn't mean she liked knowing that he got hurt. The way his cheeks tinted pink brought a smile back to her face, but the kiss had her freezing. Her eyelashes fluttered as she closed her eyes briefly at the touch. His lips had been so close to hers, yet not close enough. She knew it was wrong, but she wanted to kiss him. At least once. Georgie met his gaze again and leaned in slightly, close enough so she could feel his breath on her lips. But then she stopped, blinking as she realised that wouldn't be fair to them.

Nic: "I am fine," he assured her. Although he had gone through a patch where sleep medicines had been the only thing he thought could make him sleep and breaking that had been difficult. "Bruises all healed. I'd show you but ..." Nic trailed off with a soft laugh. Her face was so close and he reached up, cupping her cheek, his thumb brushing over her lips. "Georgie," the Dominant whispered softly, "what am I going to do with you?"

Georgie: "Good..." Part of her wanted to ask for more details, to know exactly what had happened and how long it had taken him to break his almost addiction. "I wouldn't mind if you showed me." She replied with a small smile, wanting to laugh but knowing she shouldn't. Her breath caught, then, as his thumb gently brushed over her lips. He wasn't doing anything to help her yearning to feel his lips on hers. "Kiss me. Please." Her words were barely a whisper, more a breath than anything.

Nic: "You'd have to move," he said, with a tilt of his head. "I won't be able to get my shirt up enough with you leaning against me." The Dominant bit down on his own lip at her request. "Like this?" Nic asked, pressing his lips to her forehead. "Or like this?" he asked, lips brushing the tip of her nose. The Dominant knew of course, what she wanted, but his own resolve was fading.

Georgie: “Fine, you can show me later. I’m too cozy to move now.” Georgie curled closer to him to make a point. But that only brought their faces closer together too. Still, she held her breath as he moved to press his lips first to her forehead and then to her nose. He was so close, she couldn’t handle it for much longer. “Not quite...” Leaning closer now, the submissive’s lips barely brushed his, needing him to make the final move. “Please.” She breathed out again, her breath surely warming his lips.

Nic: "Funny, so am I," he agreed with a grin as he eagerly accepted her closer. Her lips barely brushed against his, her words, her breath warming his lips. "So polite," the Dominant murmured, "only one thing missing." Still, he ducked his head and pressed his lips to hers in a quick, chaste kiss.

Georgie: A small smile was brought to her lips just at his gentle words, knowing what was coming. When his lips finally pressed to hers, she almost let out a sigh of relief. The kiss was quick, but before he could pull away too far, Georgie followed him and pressed her lips more firmly to his. She wasn’t trying to push this too much, but she couldn’t help herself.

Nic: chuckled softly, pulling back from Georgie and putting his finger up to her lips. "Whoah little one," the Dominant chided. "I'm still waiting to hear something from you to go with your please. Just three little letters. I want to hear it. And then I'll consider /really/ granting your request."

Georgie: A small pout crossed Georgie's lips as Nico pulled back and rested a finger on her lips to halt the kiss. She couldn't explain the feeling she got when he scolded her, using the pet name she was starting to get really fond of. "I'm sorry. Please, /Sir/." As she spoke her lips brushed over his finger, and she hoped that'd be enough for him to kiss her properly.

Nic: smiled warmly at Georgie, his whole body thrumming with warmth as she complied. "Now was that so hard?" the Dominant asked. His hand cupped her cheek again, the other sliding under her arm, fingers splaying against her upper ribs. Nic leaned in and pressed his lips to Georgies again, this time more insistently. He pulled her top lip between his sucking on it lightly before licking over her lips, his tongue seeking entry to her mouth.

Georgie: "No, Sir." She whispered back, her smile returning to her lips easily as he cupped her cheek and held her close. One of her hands moved up to rest against his chest as the other stayed gripping his arm gently. This next kiss was exactly what she'd been hoping for and she melted into it easily. A soft groan left her lips as he teased her upper lip and she easily allowed his tongue access, not hesitating to deepen the kiss. Playfully, she fought his tongue for dominance, but gave in almost immediately, her fingers curling lightly into his shirt as she leaned even closer.

Nic: 's grip on Georgie tightened as her tongue playfully fought his for dominance. Even though she leaned in closer, he was more near the side of the bed, so the Dominant" guided her back, leaning her back against the pillows, as he followed her, almost hovering above her. Nic fought himself hard to keep things light, but as expected, Georgie Romano was incredibly dangerous to him.

Georgie: was well aware that this wasn't the best idea, but she was so easily lost in the feel of his hands holding her tight and the way his lips moved against hers. Matters weren't helped as he rolled her over so she was laying on her back and the submissive gripped his shirt and arm tighter to pull him more on top of her. She wanted him hovering directly above her, or even resting his weight on her. The hand in his shirt then slipped up his chest, over his neck and into his hair, fingers curling gently as she felt her mind going fuzzy. If she was honest, she knew she'd have to break for air soon with how weak her lungs still were, but she put that off as long as she could, scared if she stopped the kiss, he wouldn't allow her any more.

Nic: moved so he was completely above Georgie, lowering his weight, and shifting it so he wouldn't crush her. He pulled back from the kiss, still wanting to taste her, pulling her lip between his again for a tease and then pressing a trail of kisses along the underside of her jaw. "Is that better?" he murmured into her ear. "Was that what you wanted?"

Georgie: was grateful when he pulled back, but didn't leave her completely. Another soft sigh of pleasure slipped from her lips as she tried to catch her breath, and she smiled lazily as he spoke softly against her ear. "That was... certainly in the right direction, Sir. But I think perhaps... another would /really/ get the point across. Don't you think?" She replied breathlessly, her fingers still running through his hair and massaging his scalp lightly. "Or maybe... maybe now you could take your shirt off. Show me you're okay.... Better position for it now, right, Sir?"

Nic: lifted his head enough to grin at Georgie. "So greedy. But good for you, I kind of like that." He leaned into her touch lightly, closing his eyes and focusing on thegentle massage. "I think taking my shirt off would be dangerous for me, especially in this position, if someone where to decide to check on us. I want you, and your family to know, that even if we can only be friends, that I respect you." Still the Dominant sat back on his heels and pulled his shirt up revealing most of his torso. "Feel free to check it out if you want."

Georgie: 's smile only grew more at his words, happy that he didn't scold her but instead found her eagerness amusing. He couldn't really blame her, not when they were both very aware of their shared attraction. His words made sense, but she wanted to disagree. It seemed like she didn't have to, though, as he sat back and pulled up his shirt. It wasn't quite off, but it was certainly good enough. "I know you respect me..." Her mouth went dry as she pushed herself up, her gaze running over his exposed torso. Her hands slowly moved to his abdomen, fingers running gently over the muscles there, taking the time to run over every contour. "Well... you certainly seem to be in good shape, Sir. No injuries that I can see..."

Nic: nodded, "I'd hope you'd know, but I know you can see how this would look to anyone walking in," the Dominant answered. "Even if I got you out of the fire." Her touch almost made him shiver, but Nic managed to keep himself under control. "I do work out regularly but not compulsively so. I prefer when my lifestyle helps keep me in shape instead. And I told you I was all healed."

Georgie: "I know." Georgie sighed softly, before allowing a small smirk to cross her face. "You know, I /could/ always lock the door. Give us complete privacy to avoid any misconceptions. I'd hate for anyone to think poorly of you..." Especially because she knew just how great he was. The submissive hummed lightly as her fingers continued to glide gently across his skin, even daring to dip low right above the waistline of his pants before sliding up again. "Well I suppose breaking down doors keeps you pretty fit, huh?" She teased lightly, finally tearing her gaze away from his body to meet his eyes again.

Nic: shrugged his shoulders. "Sometimes, but I want to stay fit to be able to do my job properly. Taking care of Grazie, getting her out for runs, walks, are important, but so is.... other physical pursuits with a partner." He rolled his eyes. "I don't think a locked door is stopping most people on this estate, not to mention how that looks as well," he laughed. Her daring fingers pulled a low growl from him, his eyes flashing dark when they met with hers again. The Dominant pulled his shirt back down, and settled against her again capturing her lips in a kiss one more time.

Georgie: "Ah... so you use sex as a workout. I can't blame you." It did make her laugh, though, a soft breathless one, especially as he rolled his eyes. "No, I suppose you're right. But it gives us an extra moment to get ourselves more /decent/ I suppose." The growl that left his lips sent heat rushing through her body and her hands flew up to wrap around his neck as he pushed her back down, catching her lips in another kiss. This one was as passionate as the last, but with a bit more heat which she would never say no to. Just to test his reactions, Georgie arched her body up and rocked her hips up against his, the tease meant for him only sent another rush of warmth through her body.

Nic: "In different ways, yes," he admitted, not needing to put more idea's into the young submissive's head. "All the more reason not to need that moment, at least, not yet." Still that didn't stop him from kissing her again and leaning his body down into hers. When she arched her body and rocked her hips up against his, there was no way to hide his attraction to her. He responded in kind, rolling his hips down into hers, groaning softly into her mouth.

Georgie: He kept talking in a way that made it clear they shouldn't be doing anything, but his actions told a completely different story. His reaction to her hips pressing up - him rolling his hips back against hers - had her letting a soft moan escape into the kiss. She wanted him, he knew that she did, and she could only hope that maybe, just maybe he'd throw caution to the wind. Her fingers curled in his hair again, tugging at it gently, while the other hand slid down his back and up again under his shirt. Only just so she could feel the warmth of his skin beneath her fingers.

Nic: arched into the touch of her fingers against the bare skin of his back. The Dominant pulled his mouth from hers, groaning as he leaned back. "I'm sorry," he said with a shake of his head. There were too many reasons why this was a bad idea, and as much as his body wanted this, his head, and if he was honest, maybe his heart, were not on the same page.

Georgie: sighed softly, having known this would happen. She'd just hoped it would happen a bit later. She carefully pulled her hands back, allowing them to fall to cover her face for a brief moment as she caught her breath again. "No, it's okay..." Her voice was soft as she lowered her hands, giving him a small smile. "I did say no sex, anyways." She teased lightly, recalling their texts from a few days prior. "You are an incredible kisser, though, sir."

Nic: "It's not, but thank you for saying so anyway," he shook his head. "You did say no sex, and I shouldn't be putting your lungs to the test." The Dominant's face colored slightly again. "Thank you Georgie, but I think that's because I was kissing a great kisser and had to keep up." He took a breath, trying to calm himself. "Your mother has trusted me, about as much as she can trust anyone she doesn't know, and I don't want to break that." Nic tilted his head. "And I wouldn't admit this but you've already called me out on it. I like Mel. I want to be more than just friends that have sex. And even if she doesn't want that, the fact is, it would hurt me, to find out she was fooling around with someone else, so I really shouldn't be doing that to her, no matter how she feels," he admitted honestly.

Georgie: reached up and cupped his cheek, her thumb brushing the colour there gently. "You're too good to me." His next words had her sucking in her bottom lip, not wanting to frown but also not quite able to smile. "I get it. Even if you're not together yet, you would like to be, and it'd be wrong for you to go sleep with someone else. Just in case she does feel the same way. I'm sorry for initiating this. I knew how you felt and I did it anyways, and that was wrong." Still, she couldn't help but be a bit selfish and feel glad that it had happened.

Nic: "It's not only that," he said. "The truth is, apart from brothel workers, until Mel, I hadn't been with anyone else since Greta. And I was only ever with Greta. The truth is, I don't really know how to do this casual thing. Not with Mel, not with you. And you're... not ready for the kind of commitment I want. So that's not fair to you either." He shook his head. "Don't apologize. I like you, I am obviously attracted to you, and this could be easy and good. I'm the Dominant and I need to be more responsible one, even if I'm not /your/ Dominant."

Georgie: was surprised to hear that, and her surprise showed as her eyebrows shot up. "Really? Well I suppose that makes sense..." He loved Greta, why would he ever have needed anyone else? And then after that, she couldn't imagine how hard it was to even consider going with anyone else. "I understand, Sir, I do, really. I will offer, though, that if things don't turn out how I hope they will for you and Mel, I can help you learn to do casual. If you'd have me." Casual was really all she could do, not having ever been in a long, serious relationship. Again, she offered a small smile and shook her head, "It's not fair for you to take all the blame. It was still my fault for suggesting it."

Nic: shrugged his shoulders a little embarrassed; obviously Georgie had a different view of him. He nodded his head; although that was what he was supposed to be doing with Mel too, was learning how to be casual and he'd sort of really messed that up. "If things don't work out. If Mel realizes I'm more into her or if she has to leave Verona... we can revisit this conversation if you want." The Dominant offered her a small smile. "Between just you and me, we would work on you taking a bit of the blame, and the repercussions of that, but if anyone had come in and seen us, and anything had happened, yes, as the Dominant I would have taken all the responsibility for what was happening."

Georgie: "I hope they do, though. I hope either you can stay friends or you could maybe become more. She'd be silly not to see how amazing you are." Though Georgie was very aware of her relationship with Nico and how they really couldn't be more than friends, she was a bit jealous that he felt something for someone else. But what really got her was the fact that that woman didn't even know, or perhaps didn't feel that way back. Nic deserved to be loved and she hoped he'd get that. "I would like that. But it would be up to you, Sir." When he again mentioned the possible consequences of their actions, she smiled lightly and leaned forward to press her lips to his cheek. "Yes, but no one came in. So therefore it's my fault. Okay?"

Nic: almost spoke up, defending Mel, but decided to keep his mouth closed. The reasons why Mel wouldn't or couldn't be with Nic were not Georgie's business. "I do hope we'll at least stay friends," the Dominant said with a gentle smile. "I'll be sure to let you know. I mean if Mel ends up having to leave, or needs to stop seeing me for whatever reason, you're kind of the only person I've talked to about how I actually feel about her; honestly. And I have a feeling I would need a friend." Nic shook his head, finger pressing to her nose. "It's a little, your fault. But also mine."

Georgie: was again a bit surprised to hear that he'd only spoken to her about this, but that surprise was quickly replaced by warmth. She was happy he considered her a friend; a friend that he was close enough to to share these things with. "And I have a feeling I can be the best friend ever." She teased lightly before scrunching up her nose at his touch. "I guess a little makes sense, seeing as I'm the 'little one'. So I suppose I can share the blame with you; just this once cause I don't usually like sharing."

Nic: "I like the sound of that," he admitted. The Dominant shook his head with a grimace, scrunching up his nose. "Generally neither do I." He looked around, "how about we watch a movie now? Your choice and then I'll get out of your hair."

Georgie: A small frown formed on her face as she replied, "I don't want you to get out of my hair. You being here is the most fun I've had since I got back from the hospital. But yeah... let's watch a movie." She pursed her lips as she tried to think of something good to watch before asking, "What's your preference; rom coms or action? I can't decide which I'd rather right now."

Nic: laughed. "Good to know. But if I leave someone might actually bring you some food or something. And that will probably be wanted." He tilted his head, "hmmm maybe not an action; I think we've had enough of that for a while."

Georgie: "Nope, I'd much rather have you than food." She replied with a cheeky grin, though she did really notice her throat hurting again and knew she should probably stop talking soon. "Works for me. Can we watch The Holiday? I know it's kind of Christmassy... Oh! Or You've Got Mail, I haven't watched that one in a while."

Nic: laughed, shaking his head. "Nice to see the smoke didn't damage your incoragableness." The Dominant thought about the movie choices suggested and nodded his head. "You've Got Mail, I love the whole part about New York in the fall and a bouquet of freshly sharpened pencils. Cheezy originality that I love," he grinned, getting up and starting the movie before settling back on the bed with Georgie and pulling her into his side again, reaching for the soft blanket and tucking it around them.

Georgie: "Oh, that'll never go away." Georgie beamed at the fact that he knew exactly what You've Got Mail was about. Really it was like everything he did only made her like him more. "Who knew you were so cheesy?" She cuddled into his side as the movie began, a content smile on her face. This was what she needed; just a relaxing afternoon, being held by someone she cared about. If anything could cure her, it was this.

Nic: "It's a well guarded secret," he teased once the movie started. "Now shush because this movie is too good to miss."

Georgie: laughed softly before bringing the blanket up to her chin, getting cosy to watch the movie. As always, she laughed, cried and smiled. But as the movie ended, she almost didn't want it to, cause she knew he'd be leaving soon.

Nic: enjoyed the movie, he always did. The ending always gave him goosebumps though, from when Tom Hanks asks what about if he wasn't Fox Books and she wasn't The Shop Around the Corner, saying how he'd ask her out...for as long as they both shall live, until she sees him in the park and she admits she wanted it to be him. It wasn't exactly the kind of love he and Greta had, as they were never that opposing or had reason to be kept apart, but it still touched the Dominant. The fight, the overcoming obstacles; he loved it. "I don't know why I love that movie so much," he chuckled, although his voice cracked slightly betraying his emotion. "Someone should make all the Montague's and Capulet's sit down and watch it to see that just because you /should/ be enemies, it doesn't mean you /have to be/; especially if you let your guard down and really get to know someone.

Georgie: smiled as she looked over at him. There was something about him, the way he said things like that that just had her liking him more than she should. "I think you love it cause it's an amazing movie." The submissive replied softly before nodding, "If it were that simple, it would be an amazing idea. Do you think this degree actually did anything for them?"

Nic: Laughed; his love of the movie was born of nostalgia and memories, like most things in his life. He pondered her question for a moment. “On a case by case basis, yes. On the other hand I feel the decree lead to even more distrust due to feeling betrayed. Is it really so different with Noble families? Or is it more ego than anything?”

Georgie: shrugged as she thought about his answer. "I mean... my family is not meant to associate with Montagues. If a family as a whole disagrees with another family's way of living, then it's better off to just not associate with them all together?" She didn't believe that completely. She couldn't as she thought of the friends she'd made who happened to be Montagues. "I think ego plays into it as well, though. If two families hate each other and a claim occurs between them, one family might see themselves as having 'lost' a submissive to this other family. It's ridiculous of course because the submissive obviously chose that for themselves, but I think that's how these two families specifically are seeing it."

Nic: "That just seems like segregation to me and I thought as a whole, society was trying to move past that," he admitted. "But I know very little about what it means to be a Noble family, and I guess it's easier to think this way when you don't have to consider those kinds of things. How do things work in your family?" the Dominant asked. "Both with the submissives that are claimed in and the ones, like you, that will Claim out?"

Georgie: "I know..." Georgie knew it sounded silly, because it kind of was, but she agreed with anything her mother said because she knew what was best for the family. "Well, for us, we're all very close. And basically our Heads have the final say in everything. What they say, goes. If you don't listen, you get punished." She grimaced slightly at the thought of her impending punishment... "But any submissives claimed into the family are accepted completely, because they are now Romanos and we treat all Romanos as family. As for submissives claiming out... a lot of the time, we have to look into how that claim could benefit the family. We're not just gonna run off with someone and leave the Romanos behind. I have it even more so being Madam Celeste's daughter." She gave him a sad sort of smile before shrugging, "It's okay, though, just means I need to keep my standards very high."

Nic: "I don't know that I could live like that," he admitted. "And no offense but it seems to make my job...redundant and that just doesn't exactly sit well with me." He nodded his head, "but what about their families from before?" Nic couldn't imagine having had to make Greta give up her family. It was another thing he worried about with pursuing Mel, and even trying to think about something with Georgie herself that way. It made him sad for her. Because it seemed like what she could do for the family was of more importance than her own happiness and that didn't sit right with him at all. It reminded him of submissives who ended up with Dominants that mistreated them in some way; and he'd seen his fair share of that on the job.

Georgie: shrugged slightly, offering an awkward sort of smile. "When you're raised the way I was, it just makes sense. Your job isn't redundant, though, you're still there to protect everyone in the city. That's an extremely important task." When asked about the families of before, her smile brightened a bit, "Oh, they are more than welcome to stay part of the submissive's life, of course. Since a lot of the claims have more riding on them than just love, it's actually very common that our families become close." Or business partners but that was neither here nor there. She could tell what she'd said didn't seem to sit well so she gave him a gentle nudge, smiling sweetly, "I'll be okay. I like knowing that I can do something to benefit my family; they're the most important thing to me. Besides, they're allowing me to have my fun now before I need to focus on all that serious stuff."

Nic: returned Georgie's smile. He had enough experience with Noble families that they could, /should/ protect their own without the Watch and that they couldn't be trusted. Probably because they were neutral and aimed to stay as such. That of course didn't make protecting the others in Verona any easier. "I think it would have been even more difficult for Greta's family if they'd hadn't been such a big part of our life; like they would have missed something, or I would have taken even more from them." He shook his head. "I am glad you think so. And if nothing else I hope you find a fit that is just as much for you, as for your family."

Georgie nodded slowly, understanding what he meant as she offered him a small smile. "I'm glad that they were part of your lives. I hope you were able to support each other after..." She let out a soft sigh, still feeling sad every time she thought about the hardship he had gone through. "I'd never be able to just leave my family behind for a new one. I mean... I'd hope I would gain a new one, get involved and welcomed into my Dominant's family. But I wouldn't ever trade them for a new one, you know?" Georgie nodded then, a brighter smile on her face as she did, "That's the ultimate goal. I think I'll make that work, I hope I will, anyways."

Nic: "It was difficult," he admitted. "I had a lot of guilt. I still do. So we're not as close as we once were, or at least, they aren't with me. But her family is still close with mine." The Dominant nodded his head. "I hope you get all you want Georgie," he said, ruffling her hair. "You deserve it." Nic chuckled softly. "If anyone can; I have no doubt it would be you. I know well enough that when you want something, it's pretty hard not to get caught up in it."

Georgie: “I'm sorry that you do." It wasn't her place to tell him he shouldn't feel guilty, but she did hope he would find a way to eventually forgive himself; even if she did think there was nothing to forgive. She laughed as he ruffled her hair, coughing a little as she did. "I'm not sure I do, but thanks." Georgie couldn't help but blush a bit at his words, though a small smirk crossed her face as she shrugged, "Sorry about that... You're just too easy to want."

Nic: laughed. "Yeah, well, I hope you're coming to see why we're a wrong fit that way. I have nothing to offer your family. And I want more than you do right now; although I could wait." When she started coughing he frowned. "I hope you feel better soon. I should probably get out of your hair. Let you rest, eat, and all that."

Georgie: pouted, still not completely pleased with it even if she knew full well he had a point. "You have your charm and your intelligence and your stupidly handsome face. That's plenty to offer." She huffed a bit before allowing a small smile, "I wouldn't make you wait. Not for me, that's just silly. You go get your girl." The submissive nodded, thought she really didn't want him to go. Still, she'd taken up a lot of his time off and she knew he didn't get a whole lot of that. "I guess... You go rest up, too, enjoy your evening off."

Nic: "To you, sure. To your family, to your Mother? I hardly think so," he said with a fond roll of his eyes. His face flushed as she continued, even allowing himself a moment to think of Mel as /his/ girl was a huge step. Not to imagine thinking of all the other things he wanted, and if he could have them with Mel. The Dominant leaned in and pressed a kiss to the middle of Georgie's forehead. "I will. Gotta get Grazie out for a bit. Things have been crazy the last few days." He stood up and reached for Georgie's hand. "See me out?"

Georgie: "I think Mother would be fond of your stupidly handsome face." Georgie replied with a soft laugh, before smirking a bit, always loving the way she knew how to make him flush so easily. A soft contented hum left her lips as he kissed her forehead and she nodded as he stood, "I'm sure she always loves when you're home to give her attention." She took his hand and stood up, leading him back through the cottage to the front door. She stopped there and smiled up at him, a little twinkle in her eyes as she tapped her lips with her free hand. "One more for the road?"

Nic: "She apparently has yet to register it," he winked, teasingly. "She's used to being the only girl in my life. I'm not about to push her aside just because I'm being more social now. She's going to be a true litmus test. Can't handle my princess, can't handle me," he joked. Her request wasn't all that unexpected. He leaned in, cupping one cheek, the other hand gripping her waist firmly. His lips moved in, close to her ear and he whispered, "I'm going to be so nice, and not even tell you what I know you really want me to do." Still he pressed his lips against hers, kissing the submissive soundly. "Be good," he said huskily before opening the door and slipping away into the early evening.

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