(Heyo! Back!)
Ru gave a confused groan. "What the hell? Huh?" A yawn forced its way out of his mouth. He groaned and yawned a bit more and then finally processed the fact that he didn't like Ariana and Ariana hated him and also she had really soft boobs, but that wasn't the point. "Why do you keep glomping me?"
"Calm your tits, it wasn't intentional. Just blame it on my inability to reign in my natural biological imperatives." Aria said, moving herself into a suspiciously seductive pose on the bed.
"My tits are as calm as they get." He rolled up the sleeves of his shirt and finger combed his hair, trying to put himself back together and keep himself from blushing. If he blushed, this whole thing was over. "Maybe you should sleep on the couch. Especially if this is going to happen every night." He ignored Ariana's shady pose, brushing it off as a biological thing.
"Shut up. Bed's much more comfortable, you know. Especially with you in it." Aria said, grinning.
Ru rolled his eyes, deciding to play along. "You're not so bad yourself, Darling." The word felt acrid on his tongue. He wasn't even lying. Ariana was damn comfortable to sleep with. He crawled a bit closer to her until they were nearly touching. God. He was a loser. How had he ever gotten laid?
"I think it's started. I can't… can't control…." Ariana trailed off.
Ru let out a curious noise, pulling just a bit closer to Ariana. He wanted to see what would happen, sue him. He tilted his head, a nervous gesture he'd picked up from one of his favorite tutors, a girl not much older than he was. His big blue eyes took in Adriana with a soft, confused look. Was she talking about the imprinting thing?
"Please. Please, I can't-" Ariana let out a small choking noise, it was a practically needy sound.
Oh. Totally a mating thing. Shit. Did he just pull away slowly now or…? He backed off slowly, dragging himself across the bed with an uncertain look on his face. That little needy sound was kind of totally hot, but he didn't need to add any fuel to the fire right now.
"Just touch me, oh God, please, please, I need-ngh!" she struggled on the mattress, gasping.
Ru hesitated on the side of the bed before he crept back towards Ariana. He laid a hand on her cheek softly. Couldn't let his new wife die before she even officially became queen. Hadn't she said she needed it? No matter how much he disliked Ariana, he couldn't let her die. Killing really wasn't his forte. It made him feel all gross and wrong inside.
"I-Goddammit-I need.. I need more…" she panted, almost painfully aroused.
(If this gets intense, shall we timeskip or take to the mighty PM?)
(Timeskip. I'm pretty uncomfortable with rping sex. Sorry if that's a problem)
Ru panicked and just kind of… dropped himself onto her in one big plop. Full body coverage was more touching, right? Or did she mean sexual touching? He mentally facepalmed. This was a god damned MATING CYCLE. A MATING CYCLE. There was going to be sex. He brushed a curl of hair off her neck. This was going to be…interesting.
(It's fine, I'm cool with whatever.)
Ariana pulled Ru closer to her, she needed to feel him. She pushed her hands up under his shirt, feeling down along his spine, touching the other gently. She let out a small, provocative noise, and then things really got going.
Later, she was sitting in bed, arms wrapped tightly around her partner. She was tired from the recent activity, and managed to fall asleep with a contented sigh, head on his chest, one hand on Ru's hip, the other in his hair.
Ru was exhausted. There were scratch marks on his back and bruises on his chest and, honestly, that was some pretty great stuff, even when Ariana was half crazy with lust. He petted her hair absently, trying to catalog everything he was feeling right now. Confused. Surprised. Content. Angry. Needy. Those were the top 5. He gently disentangled Ariana's hand from his hair and left to work on his laws. No need to stop himself from working while his wife was out cold.
Aria stirred lightly in her sleep. "Ru? Where're you going?" she murmured.
Ru turned around with a shocked look on his face. Like a kid who got caught stealing cand from a sibling. He was not expecting her to wake up. After a few minutes, he trudged back over to the bed, tossing a hand over Ariana's naked shoulders. "Nowhere. Just… checking on some things."
"Mmhm. Can you just stay here a little while longer?" she yawned.
He nodded, oozing into a more comfortable position. For someone so angry and argumentative, Ariana sure was soft and cuddly. He wouldn't mind having sex with her again. That was a flat out lie, he would love to have sex with her again. "So, is your mating cycle done? Do we have to have sex again?"
"No, no we don't. I'm sorry to have put you through that, and I didn't mean to be so rough, I just couldn't…. control myself. I should go now." she said, slipping out of Ru's grasp and pulling on some clothes quickly, then walking out of the room. Presumably to somewhere Cerulean wouldn't be able to find her.
Ru pushed himself up from the empty bed, buttoning up his shirt and jogging down the hall so he could chase Ariana down without scarring any servants for life. "Wait! That's not what I meant!" He hoped he could find his wife before she did something stupid.
Ariana was not, however, around to hear Cerulean. She had transformed into a giant raven, and flew off to…. somewhere far away. She found herself deep inside the forest nearby the manor, and when she decided it was safe, she transformed back to her humanoid form, and wandered aimlessly throughout the woods.
Ru jogged through the halls, searching in vain for Ariana. Where had that motherfucker gone? She couldn't have left the house, right? Shit. She probably left the house. It would explain why one of the large windows in the hall was open. He started out, searching for any sign of his wife. There was none.
After a few seconds of searching, he called for some servants and sent them into the woods to find her. They would find her easily. Although the forest seemed thick from his vantage point, it was actually quite easy to navigate when you were on the ground. He walked into his room, setting his mind on his work. No need to worry about someone who would inevitably be found.
Aria knew what must be done next. It was still early morning, it was moderately dark outside. The fallen leaves and snow crunched beneath her feet, she could hear critters running about in the woods, birds chirping loudly. She found a dark cave a a reasonably sharp piece of stone, and set to work.
Later, she made her way back to the manor, right arm wrapped in a makeshift bandage out of her cloak and a bit of string that she always carried around in case of emergency. Even if it was painful, after an even of great shame or failure or some other greatly negative thing, one must make a sacrifice to the goddess. It was tradition, after all. No sense in breaking it, even if it broke her somewhat. She needed to talk to Cerulean, and, loathe as she was to admit it, needed to apologize further.
After a couple hours, Ru had gotten nervous. The servants had come back emptyhanded and he had taken to pacing through the yard in front of the woods. Then he went into town and asked the villagers to keep a watch for his wife. Then he went back to the woods.
Once the sun began to set, he returned to the manor and paced the halls instead of the treeline. Where the fuck could Ariana be? Was she dead? In hiding? On the run? Fleeing to another country? He paced and paced and paced until a servant ran up, breathless, and alerted him to the fact that Ariana had been spotted. He sprinted outside, taking in her shoddy bandaged arm and disheveled appearance.
"What the fuck Ariana? Are you okay?" He grabbed her hands, scanning his eyes over her face to see if she was alright.
"Get off me." she snapped. The bandages fell off, revealing several deep cuts in her arm, blood covering her arm, obscuring her tattoos. "It's not something for you to worry yourself over. Now leave me alone, I need a glass of water." she growled, ignoring her injuries.
"Holy shit, what did that to your arm?" He dropped her hands but still hovered over her like a concerned mother. "Did something attack you? And where did you go? I wasn't actually mad at you, you didn't have to run off." A few servants were standing around them, so he quickly dispatched them to grab bandages and water.
"I did that. It's a particular ritual of my culture. I'll be fine, so buzz off." she snapped.
"I would but you've obviously fucked yourself over pretty damn badly." Ru pulled her inside and wrangled her onto the couch in the main sitting room. Her arm looked terrible. It was his fault she had done this to herself. If he hadn't been so rude, she wouldn't have run off into the woods to cut herself in shame. "At least let me bandage you up and stuff. As an apology for sending you out into the woods."
"I would have done it, your influence or no." Aria protested, standing up. "So as I said earlier, buzz off."
