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Well...

I spoke to someone on the network earlier, who stated that you may have certain needs I am not fulfilling.

I was hoping that you could expand upon that, as I believed things have been well between us.

Edited 2021-01-27 21:59 (UTC)

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"Needs"? I am sure I don't quite understand what they mean... Who was this person?

Of course things have have been well between us! More than well! They have been wonderful.

Well.

[There is a distressingly long pause between this message and the next.]

A person calling themselves "nolongerhuman" suggested that we were not intimate enough. (Though, I cannot say if he meant something else.) But we are, are we not? Considering our current circumstance.

[Put a ring on it, Jonathan.]

[ During that pause he's been texting back and forth with Caesar so there's probably a pause on his part as well - to make it even more of a distressing pause. ]

Of course we are!

I enjoy our long walks together very much.

When I hold your hand also.

[ so Risque ]

[Absolutely scandalous, what would her father think!

Though the long pause is enough to set her mind to racing, she breathes a sigh of relief when he responds.]

Oh! Good! I had worried that somehow you might find me lacking.

I know that you recall me as your wife, even if I haven't yet called you my husband.

I could never find you lacking!

[ Another pause while he considers what Caesar had said far, far too much and he debates how to word what he's about to say. Another message then follows: ]

It's true that a man may have certain physical expectations of a woman whom he knows as his wife.

But I would never place those expectations upon you before you are ready, Erina. I assure you of that.

[ Erina looks at her screen, agog. What could mean by that, then?

It takes but a moment, but a swift correction comes.]

No, no, my love! I was merely asking if... Goodness, being clear about such things, is important, but of course I know you would never insist I be carnal [Oh good God.] with you before we are wed.

I merely wanted to ascertain if you wished to kiss more often! Instead of simply holding hands! Oh, JoJo, you naughty man!

[She is going to go crawl beneath her bed and perish, with the way she's feeling.]

[ A naughty man

This is shameful- He's a fiend, a scoundrel-! ]

I am so sorry, Erina! Forgive me!

My mind should never have even wandered to such a place or assumed that was what you meant!

[This is what happens when you listen to Italians, JoJo. Their love of love was downright suspicious!

There is a full 30 minutes between his response and hers while Erina tries to compose herself after her soon-to-be-yet-is husband's less-than-innocent thoughts.]

You are putting the horse before the cart, my love.

I understand that we are/will be married, but please let us just kiss and hold hands for now.

[There. She needs a very strong cup of tea, now.]

[ And THAT was thirty minutes of pure agony, in which he had full on debated just calling her- if only he could remember how to switch the device to that function...

Perhaps he could go find her in person and explain himself??

Eventually his dilemma and pain is solved when she responds. Finally. ]

Of course! That is more than I deserve from you my love, truly.

[ More than a naughty man deserves. ]

Very good, now that that is settled, perhaps we should turn our thoughts to more innocent subjects?

[It is very hard when one is consistently daydreaming of one's almost-husband and his ~~Greek godlike body~~ sweet smile and kind eyes. God help her, she's doing it even now.]

Shall we go for a stroll this evening?

[ innocent subjects, innocent subjects

Of course he can do that. It's not as though this entire debacle sent his thoughts off in a very rude spiral or anything. ]

Of course. I can't think of a better way to spend the evening.

[ ...Well, one other way that he won't mention for the foreseeable given the results of today. ]

[ Definitely not subjects that include either party in a state of undress.

For the love of God, Erina urges herself, do stop that.]

Then I look forward to seeing you then, JoJo.

Yes, I shall look forward to it too.

Actually, there is someone that I should like you to meet every much! I will bring him along.

[ JoJo, maybe explain that it's a dog before your not!wife assumes you're bringing some stranger along to crash your date... ]

[Well, a bit disappointing that she wouldn't be allowed to do much in the way of kisses, now that someone else was going to be joining them. Still, it wouldn't do to get into a row about wishing for private time to enjoy one another's chaste company.]

Oh! I'd be delighted to! What is their name?

[ He wants to surprise her but... This name is going to sound rather odd and not really a name a human would have, but... ]

His name is Pesto.

[Well, that's certainly an odd name. She feels a bit sorry for the child whose parents looked at them and decided to name them after a pine nut dish.]

Well, then! When can I expect you, JoJo? I still have a bit of supper to eat and then I must dress.

[Mostly because it is not proper to go out in only her chemise and robe. But surely he would only take it to mean she wanted to dress warmly.]

[ Little does she know...... ]

Would around half past 7 be acceptable? We shall come by and fetch you.

That would be perfect. Sadly, I do not have a muff to share. May I use your pocket tonight?

[A dastardly scheme for other women, surely. There was no harm putting one's hand in their fiancé's pocket, was there? Especially when one found herself without the proper accessories that came with chilly walks outside. Still, half-past didn't give her much time to prepare.]

Of course.

[ Surely he can't get worked up by something so silly and harmless... R-Right... ]

I shall see you shortly, Erina.

Until then, my love.

[ Not very long after, Erina had smoothed out imagined wrinkles in her skirt as she awaited Jonathan's arrival. Her mind had gotten away from her again, making her face too warm to simply be blamed on temperature of her radiator. Shaking her head to remove thoughts of Jonathan being uncouth of all things, Erina looked up.

It wasn't like him to be late, and the clock announced that it was only twenty-five past. He would be here before she knew it, as she buttoned her coat up. It was lucky that she'd been out and about when the door appeared, otherwise she'd be entirely without her winter coat. Perhaps all the buttons would dissuade her from thinking of him unbuttoning the--]

Good God!

[ Jonathan is having his own errant thoughts- even though Erina had so damned him for them, and rightly so! Naughty man - he can't quite get the words out of his head.

Fortunately he has something that he can attempt to distract himself with, and that is making sure that Pesto is ready to make the most wonderful acquaintance in the world. He's made sure that Pesto's coat is properly groomed and shiny before he even thinks of taking the little fellow out of the front door and on their way to meet Erina.

The quite walk over there however... Well, that leaves a little more time for his thoughts to wander. He had already been married to her, he knows what beauty lies underneath those clothes of hers- the perfect skin, the soft curves of her breasts-- damnit all, Jonathan.

He's, somehow, managed to rein this impure thoughts by the time he and the dog reach Erina's door- barely.

He knocks, calling out as he does so because this is a strange place and he doesn't want her to think there's some stranger at her door. ]

It is just Pesto and I, Erina!

[ Erina lets out a deep breath, pushing her nerves somewhere to be dealt with later. Smoothing a hand over her coat and making sure her blonde hair is tied up neatly, she finally opens the door and her expression brightening at him. ]

Good evening, Jonathan!

[Ah! He made her heart just fill with affection the moment she looked at him, didn't he? Still, Jonathan did say he was bringing someone with him and she --

Oh!

Well! Erina kneels down and offers her hand to Pesto. The position was a little awkward, and she finds herself using Jonathan's leg to help keep from falling forward.]

So it was a dog! Oh, Jonathan, he's so sweet.

[She looks up at Jonathan with a warm smile,] Wherever did you find the little dear?

Good evening, Erina.

[ Oh, god she's as beautiful as ever and-

That's

that's her hand on his leg. Why is that suddenly so infinitely distracting? It's just his bloody leg.

Focus, Jonathan. Look at the dog. ]

He was simply being given away as his owner didn't wish to care for him, I wanted to get him away from there.

[ Pesto for his part, seems to like this lovely sweet-smelling lady human immediately. He trots forward without hesitation to sniff her offered hand, tail wagging happily. ]

Edited 2021-02-09 21:19 (UTC)

[ She giggles at the dog's little trot and immediately gives him a few good pets under his chin. ]

Well, he's a lovely little dog. It's their loss, certainly.

[ Erina realizes then that she still has her hand on his thigh. Jonathan's very firm thigh. She draws her hand back down the limb to stand up. No, that wasn't for her benefit at all. She's sure of it. It's very hard, however, to look Jonathan directly in the eye... so she looks down at Pesto. ]

Shall we be off, my love? And perhaps discuss our... time-crossed situation.

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