A Lady In Armour // one-on-one // closed

"Mm…." he trailed off, nuzzling her lovingly. "I love you.."

Myrah smiled and just accept his affection, "I love you too Noah."

Noah pulled away, inhaling and looking around her room. "Wow.. is this your room?"

Myrah nodded as she looked around. Stone walls with bookshelves, paintings, and music laid haphazardly all over the place. She laughed and felt a hand creep to the bac of her neck, "Yes, and it is a little messy at the moment. I don't like the maids coming in and messing around with my things."

"Messy? This? It's a really nice room." Noah approached her from behind, wrapping his hands around her.

Myrah squealed internally. She smiled a little, "I suppose it is. I've never really known anything else so it's ordinary to me."

Resting his chin on her shoulder, Noah kissed her cheek. "This is ordinary? Wow."

Myrah blushed a little, "I mean it is to me. Probably not to you, I don't even know what you think right now."

“Try ’oh my god this is amazing’.” he joked, kissing her neck lightly.

Myrah felt a shiver, small moments like this made everything to her, "It really isn't. You should see a study then."

“I can’t wait…” he murmured, unable to take his lips off of her skin.

Myrah didn't want to move, to break the scene they had. She smiled, "We can see it later today, I don't have anything to do today anyways."

“Sounds like a plan.” Noah closed his eyes, breathing in her scent. “You’re so beautiful…”

Myrah giggled a little as she leaned back against him, "And you're so handsome."

Noah kissed her jaw this time, smiling into her skin. “Thanks, Myrah. How are you?”

Myrah was in a blissful dream, that's what this was, "I'm perfect, now that your here."

A huge grin spread across his face. "I'm glad.."

Myrah was beaming at the moment, "I'm extremely happy too."

(want to skip?)

(Sure!)

To when?

Whenever I guess.

Lunch?

Sure.

Noah’s stomach growled, and he instinctively looked up to the sun— before remembering that he was indoors. With his… girlfriend?

Myrah giggled a little at Noah’s stomach and actions, “Shall I ask a maid to bring us lunch?”

Noah's eyes widened slightly. "A maid? There'll be someone serving us?"

Myrah frowned a little, "Is that bad? I mean normally that's what I do when I get hungry."

Noah chuckled slightly, still surprised. "It's not bad, it's just the opposite of what I'm used to. I was surprised."

Myrah laughed. She smiled at Noah, "So you it's okay for me to call a maid for lunch?"