Margrett got up a moment after she did, letting her have the blanket. Before she could move very far, Margrett hugged her from behind, laying her chin in the crook of Serenity's neck.
I'm glad I came with you. Even with the bandits and getting lost and everything.
Serenity giggled a little, hugging Margrett's head with an arm, "I'm glad I could be here with you too, this whole day would have been dreadful without you around. Also I'm glad we could put those terrible men in their place."
She turned her head to kiss Margrett lightly on the lips, "Come we should go back to bed, I'd hate to miss most of the day because we ended up sleeping past noon."
Serenity chuckled, sensitive to Margrett's touch. A part of her was a tad disappointed that Margrett didn't continue with her suggestion, but she didn't show it.
The lady walked over and laid on the bed, giving half of the bed sheet back to Margrett and snuggled against her.
Margrett snuggled back, her chin against Serenity's head, her arm wrapped around the mage. She felt like she had to say something, but wasn't sure what. It seemed like blasphemy to break the silence. In the end she decided on letting it be and drifting off to sleep.
Serenity opened her eyes lazily, shutting them back up repeatedly before she could focus her vision. Eventually she argued herself awake, and after adjusting the light found it to be perhaps midday if not close to it given the rays of the sun hitting the floor.
She raised herself slowly on one arm, looked around the room briefly as if checking for something, and finally looked on Margrett. Serenity placed a hand on her shoulder and gave a few small nudges.
She turned suddenly, rolling and putting a hand by Serenity's side, and lying her body on Serenity's, playfully pinning her to the bed and hovering over her. She looked down at Serenity mischievously.
If you're thinking what I'm thinking, that is... She leaned down and kissed Serenity's neck, gently, teasingly.
Serenity was alert now, electricity shot through her body as Margrett hovered above her. Her whole body became warm and a little blush must have been showing on her face. She giggled almost nervously, needless to say, she wasn't very hungry anymore.
Her knee raised and gently pushed between Margrett's legs, "Well perhaps you can aid me? It looks like you're attempting to put me under arrest." she said with a certain naivety. A giggle became trapped in her throat, and her voice was become warm, Serenity's eyes looked up at Margrett as if daring her to try something, with a wide grin on her face.
Margrett tensed up a little, her own knees on either side of Serenity's hips, her hands by her sides. She leaned back, into an almost-crouch as her fingers moved gently up Serenity's side, brushing against the mage's soft belly as she undid the bottom button on her blouse.
You have the right to remain silent. Slowly, slowly, another button. The smile widened a little.
Serenity's breath was almost subtle, her mouth parted slightly, her chest rising slowly as she tensed up with Margrett's progress of undoing her blouse.
Her lips were pouted, head fixed towards's Margrett's own, but Serenity's eyes moved down to her belly and watched Margrett's hand; a little gasp escaping as she undid each button.
Serenity's deep purple eyes looked up at Margrett again, hungry and fiercely like a creature of desire. Her voice was almost in a quiver,
"I have the ability, but I wonder, do you?"
It was a dare, a challenge even. A moment ago she was simply getting out of bed and ready to head out into town. Now she was hot, blood pumping and making her every fiber anxious. It was intoxicating, and her restraint to tease herself and Margrett, was beginning to lose its grip...
Margrett paused a moment, her fingers running circles on the soft skin of Serenity's belly, slowly parting her shirt more and more each time. Her touch was slow, but deliberate, warm but firm, as was the look on her face.
Ma'am...I'm going to have to ask you to put your hands behind your head.
Another button went, and Margrett's finger trailed up the mage's chest, resting against the last few buttons, then going under, her hand splaying out and rubbing against her chest..
We wouldn't want you to do anything you'd...regret.
That last word was let out slowly, huskily, betraying Margrett's playfully stony demeanor.
Serenity did her best to suppress a giggle, she was sensitive to tickling. A few short pants of laughter escaped, but didn't make her lose her demeanor.
Slowly she put her hands behind her head, "Afraid of what my hands might reach for?"
With hands still behind her head, Serenity rose up slightly to meet Margrett face to face, very closely. Her warm breath could be felt by the guards-woman.
"And what exactly would happen if I did something..." she brushed her lips lightly against Margrett's once and then pulled back less than an inch, "Regretful?"
Margrett let out a tiny ragged breath, biting her lip a moment. Her hands moved up the mage's sides and up the small of her back under her shirt, holding her against Margrett's body.
Well ma'am... In one motion, one hand undid the last two buttons and pulled one side of her blouse off, gently running her thumb down Serenity's should, pulling the fabric along as she did so. Then Margrett shook her head and smiled sheepishly.
I think here is where the...police analogy breaks down. She gave the mage a quick, teasing kiss, her hand going back to the small of Serenity's back, her other matching the first's motion, pulling back Serenity's blouse.