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[davincible]

[ She lets out an impressed noise, nodding slowly. ]

Not bad! Very cozy-looking.

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Isn't it? The kitchen, too, is now in a proper state to host a guest or two. You should drop by for tea if you ever fancy it for the afternoon.

[davincible]

I'll keep that in mind. For now...

[ she lets him take a look at her cards. ]

For the record, to kiss someone where a bathing suit might cover and to be felt up under my shirt are taken up by my other partner. Anything else is fair game.

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[He glances over them, and oh boy, are you sure you want to let Sholmes suggest—]

Hm. We can start with a pillow fight, then caress each other’s thighs, in which you can then feel me up from under my skirt I am sure I have one lying around somewhere, and then perhaps I can say something along the lines of, “Oh, no, this is far too scandalous, Da Vinci. I had been saving myself for my wedding night!”

[davincible]

... Ah.

[ with very dry amusement. ]

And then I honor your wishes and we part ways then and there so I don't sully your virtue?

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[A scoff, amused.]

Well, that would be the proper thing to do in normal circumstances, but in this case, you had better not! Virtue is a lost cause at this point. And it will be hard to engage in any sort of competition if you cut it short.

I am open to your own suggestions, of course.

[davincible]

Well, say we skip the pillow fight. You can maintain your virtue but then I give you a wedding vow, which establishes we are therefore married or something along those lines and now your hypothetical chastity is mine to take.

[ She is not saying this seriously. ]

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[Well, neither is he. But it is funny.]

Really? You would marry me?

[davincible]

You've heard of a marriage of convenience, surely.

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How very romantic.

But I think this will work just fine. As a bride and groom, it will cover your “undressing a bride or groom” square very nicely, as well.

[Look how helpful he is.]

[davincible]

Perfect, then we have ourselves a gameplan. You're going to need that skirt, though.

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I am sure I have one squirreled away somewhere.

[He turns on his heel, beckons for Da Vinci to follow.]

Come! Bold as we may be, I would still prefer to do this in the privacy of my own room.

[davincible]

And believe me, so would I.

[ Hoists up her wedding dress to follow gracefully, yes. ]

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[He leads her to his room, opening the door to let her in first. It is- Well. It is about what one should expect from Herlock Sholmes. There is disorder here and there, items sprawled about on a desk, or stuffed beneath the bed, but the room is breathable enough, matching somewhat the decor of the common area.

How has he managed this, living alone in this room? Well, via the mere fact that he has not resided here long enough to accumulate a proper frightful mess. Da Vinci should count herself lucky! Maybe.]

Sit where you like. Give me just a moment to find a skirt.

[davincible]

Take your time.

[ She is looking around very curiously, but chooses to perch herself at the end of the bed for now to watch him. This is going to be a long ordeal of tasks, might as well make herself comfortable while she can. ]

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[He crosses over to a dresser and opens up its doors to rifle through its contents. It doesn't take long before he finds a skirt.]

Ha! I knew it was in there somewhere.

[Sholmes disappears into the adjoining bathroom to put it on--it only seems proper since they haven't started undressing each other quite yet--and when he comes back, he is donned in a long, flowing white skirt. The top half of his clothing has remained the same.

The fabric swooshes as he comes to a stop.]

Will this do?

[davincible]

... I have several questions, but I am going to attribute you owning a skirt to using it as a disguise for some reason, so yes. That works for me.

[ and it goes so well with the top, wow. ]

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[The waistcoat and dress look is all the rage.]

I find it is always helpful to have an assortment of ladies’ clothing to aid with a disguise, yes. But in this case, we will use it in a manner altogether different.

[He steps closer to where she sits.]

It’s a long skirt, too, so you will have to work for your square, Da Vinci.

[davincible]

Yeah, I'm not sure it's going to count if I end up being completely engulfed by your skirt. [ wryly, but she's also delicately peeling off her wedding gloves. ]

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And why not?

[Moves his weight to one leg, so he can stick out the other. Leggy. Even if it is mostly covered by skirt.]

It says nothing about the length.

[davincible]

How am I supposed to see your scandalized face if I'm under there?

[ with a short laugh as she slides off the bed and crouches down to lift the hem of his skirt.]

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[He’ll remain still so she can slip under his skirt as she requires. This is not a proper disguise, obviously, like what he would usually go to lengths to wear — beneath the fabric are little more than his bare legs and underthings. But also a thigh ripe for the caressing!!]

If you scandalize me properly, then you will still catch a glimpse of my expression after you’ve unearthed yourself.

[davincible]

Fair enough.

[ ... She is absolutely going to be half-obscured by his skirt, but she just reaches a hand up to ever so tantalizingly caress his thigh.

This feels so stupid but she at least knows how to caress!! ]

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[It is a bit silly, but at least it fulfills a square... for her. He remarks to her under his skirt, not quite at the "scandalized" part of this yet.]

I will have to return the favor at some point. My card requires your thigh to be equally tended to.

[davincible]

Yes, well, if you want to wait until I'm also not in a floor-length gown...

[ TIME TO FEEL HIM UP. ]

My thigh will be ready.