[ Ever the hopeless romantic, Ferdinand has always envisioned that his first time being physically intimate with a woman would be more than just some dalliance. No, he's always hoped that it would be with someone special, someone he had some genuine connection with. And while he's not so prudish to have expected or even wanted that it would be some ritualistic consummation on his wedding night, the thought of it being with someone he'd never met had disheartened him a fair amount when he'd heard just what would be expected of him for this scene.
But that was before he'd realized just who his scene partner would be. Manuela is special to him. Not just as the songstress he admired from afar and who inspired him to pick up his first weapon, but as a professor, a healer, and a comrade. He almost feels guilty for it, but he's positively excited at the prospect. And though he wishes the circumstances were different, he can't imagine a better person to play the role of the teacher he lusts after than, well, her. There's certainly more to it than lust, of course, but that just makes it even easier for him.
His lips curl into a small, warm smile, another little moment of breaking character that will stay between just the two of them. He feels warmth spread across his cheeks as her eyes move along him, and a quaint thought occurs to him, one he dared never imagine during their time together at the monastery: does she find him attractive? He doesn't lack confidence, but it certainly flatters him all the same. ]
I need to start at the beginning. [ His gaze leaves her eyes to wander down to her crossed legs, and he feels within himself a hunger stronger than any he's ever felt. ] I want to learn where you like to be touched, and how to touch you.
[ With a swell of confidence that exceeds the tight nervousness in his chest, he closes the distance between them. He reaches out to brush the backs of his fingers across her cheeks in what is, contrary to the type of scene they're supposed to be doing, a very tender gesture. It's one he doesn't do for the cameras, but for her.
The script, such as it is, hints that he should be pleasuring her with his mouth, and he certainly does find that prospect enticing. But his inexperience isn't just an act, and even more importantly than that, he doesn't want to sully this opportunity by jumping straight into things. This is Manuela. He wants to savor every moment of this, because it's going to be something he remembers for the rest of his life. ]
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But that was before he'd realized just who his scene partner would be. Manuela is special to him. Not just as the songstress he admired from afar and who inspired him to pick up his first weapon, but as a professor, a healer, and a comrade. He almost feels guilty for it, but he's positively excited at the prospect. And though he wishes the circumstances were different, he can't imagine a better person to play the role of the teacher he lusts after than, well, her. There's certainly more to it than lust, of course, but that just makes it even easier for him.
His lips curl into a small, warm smile, another little moment of breaking character that will stay between just the two of them. He feels warmth spread across his cheeks as her eyes move along him, and a quaint thought occurs to him, one he dared never imagine during their time together at the monastery: does she find him attractive? He doesn't lack confidence, but it certainly flatters him all the same. ]
I need to start at the beginning. [ His gaze leaves her eyes to wander down to her crossed legs, and he feels within himself a hunger stronger than any he's ever felt. ] I want to learn where you like to be touched, and how to touch you.
[ With a swell of confidence that exceeds the tight nervousness in his chest, he closes the distance between them. He reaches out to brush the backs of his fingers across her cheeks in what is, contrary to the type of scene they're supposed to be doing, a very tender gesture. It's one he doesn't do for the cameras, but for her.
The script, such as it is, hints that he should be pleasuring her with his mouth, and he certainly does find that prospect enticing. But his inexperience isn't just an act, and even more importantly than that, he doesn't want to sully this opportunity by jumping straight into things. This is Manuela. He wants to savor every moment of this, because it's going to be something he remembers for the rest of his life. ]