"Worried?" she scoffed and crossed her arms, "hardly," the womer added and shook her head. "If he truly is stupid enough to do the same mistake not only once, but twice, he will get a one-way ticket out of my life for good.
Besides, I didn’t give him permission to sleep with anyone. I simply wanted to get double-teamed by two primal and sex-driven males.”
"I… " she let out a breath she didn’t realize she had been holding. "I would want Dalamus to become mortal… I don’t want to live forever." she told the greymage.
"I will be here for Llaara for as long as I can, and I wouldn’t want her to become a vampire either. There will be nothing but sorrow and loss in her future, and I… I don’t want that kind of life for her." E’hla let out another sigh and shook her head. She felt selfish for saying what she just did, but she was just being realistic.
"What is it with your kind and all these stupid questions, hmm? If Dalamus were to hit me out of anger, I would do nothing,” E’hla replied calmly with a casual shrug.
E’hla’s expression went from being blank to scowling slightly as the greymage kept talking. “Are you so bored that you have to bother me with things I am fully aware of?” she groaned.
"Go bother somebody else, you pussing sore."
"If he did, we wouldn’t be married."
Dalamus nodded to confirm her thoughts. For a moment he wondered how Tortulja would feel about it, but he supposed it was Shadrach’s choice, not hers. The Nord was someone he trusted, who he was absolutely certain would not take either of them for granted, nor would he harm E’hla. This was someone he trusted to respect boundaries once they were placed, and who he considered a friend. Seemed a good choice all around.
When E’hla pressed herself against him, Dalamus wrapped his free arm around her to hold her close, and eagerly returned the kiss. “We could,” he replied with a bit of a smirk, his lips hovering just next to hers, barely touching. “Or.. we could ask him later, after we have practiced a bit more. Practice makes perfect.”
E’hla moved her arms to rest over his shoulders, and one of her hands idly played with his hair, twirling it around and between her fingers. “Yes, or that. That is also a good idea,” she agreed, nodding her head before she kissed him again.
"However, I doubt we need to practice for his sake," the womer teased with a smirk.
“Aw, no females?” the vampire asked half-heartedly when she nudged him, pulling a face as though he was about to complain. But he did not. He did sway a bit while mulling it over, however. Eventually, he conceded and nodded. “I can live with that. I would not wish to make her feel neglected by giving you all of my attention, now would I?” He smirked.
How many people were left, indeed. Not many. “There are few males that I trust and fewer still that I would allow in the bedroom with us. Thurvayn is trustworthy but I see him too much as a father to consider it. I do not think Sebastian enjoys sex with females.” He thought for a moment, mouth quirked as his thumb stroked E’hla’s skin where their hands were entwined. “Shadrach?”
"Tortulja’s brother?" she asked and quirked her brows in thought. She had never really talked to the man, but both Dalamus and Llaara seemed to be trusting him. After a bit of thought she nodded slowly, "Yes, he seems like a good choice," she told him with a crooked but genuine smile.
E’hla leaned forward, pressing herself against Dalamus and straightened up to place a kiss to his lips. “Then we ask him, then?” she murmured against his lips.
E’hla’s warm hands were certainly divine on his skin, that much was for certain. Dalamus gladly let her weave her fingers in his, and he gave her hand a light squeeze as he peered down at her again.
"Something we should agree on, hm.." he glanced up as though he might find something of interest there to tell him where to begin. "Well, no Argonians, no Khajiits, no Orsimer. No one more good looking than I am, which you know is impossible anyway, but just in case, it is now set in proverbial stone.” He smirked down at her. Also, he would allow no one that he did not know, and no one he did not trust. Which.. really narrowed it down to a number he could probably count on one hand.
She nodded, those were terms she could agree with. “And no women,” she added while looking up at him and gave his chest a prod with her free hand. While she was sure Dalamus would enjoy a second female with them, she would not, and she figured it was better to make that clear right off the bat.
"Then… how many people do we have left to pick from?" she asked with a light chuckle.
Well, he did not want her to be disappointed. But that did not erase his questions. The vampire closed his eyes a moment and just enjoyed his wife’s hands on him, humming as he thought.
He would be there with her. So it was not as though she was asking to be with someone else. She wanted them both to share the experience, both to have more fun. Now that sounded more like something he would be into.
"I fear nothing," he stated, finally opening his eyes to grin down at her. He placed one hand on either side of her on the edge of the counter, trapping her there before him. He stole a quick—if a bit hungry—kiss accompanied by a nibble to her lower lip. She was his, and he was secure in that fact. Adding someone else to the fun would change nothing between them at this point. Besides, Dalamus was obviously the best at pleasuring his wife. "Who did you have in mind?"
E’hla leaned into the kiss with closed eyes and her hands moved to his shoulders where they continued the slow kneading and massaging. She pulled back so she could look at him and moved one of her hands away from his body, running it down his arm until she reached his hand and she gracefully lifted it from the edge of the counter to weave her own fingers between his and lock their hands together.
"I’m not sure," she replied and shrugged. "I figured that was something we should agree on together," she told him as she looked up at him.
A slight hum escaped him as she placed her hands on him, enjoying the contact. Especially in conjunction with what they were speaking about. “Planning? Getting elaborate, are we?” he asked amusedly, then stopped to allow her to continue. He had certainly missed this attention while in that blasted cave.
He smirked again when she assured there would be no chains. Good. Very good. But at the mentioning of having someone join them, he could not help the slight dampening of his smile. Was this a trick, perhaps? No, surely not. But just in case, “What if I do not wish to share you, hm?” he asked, renewing his slight grin. “You are mine, E’hla.” He was not unwilling, but he needed to get some suspicions out of the way, first, as well as some rules laid down and details noted. Perhaps a bit of assurance. Planning, just as she had said.
E’hla tilted her head at his question and quirked her brows at his statement. “I would be very disappointed,” she replied honestly, “I really want to try this.”
"Besides, what is the harm? You will be right there with me," she added and the smirk returned to her face as she peered up at him, slowly kneading his chest beneath her palms.
"And the more interesting question is, what do you have to fear, hmm?" her smirk widened.