A Muse's Inspiration (closed for Poprockz)

[Poprockz]

Euterpe had been focused on her self-imposed task when she caught the sight of his hand on the counter. It gave her just enough time to realize that he wasn’t just passing by, but actually standing behind her.

What came next surprised her; he had actually seen fit to press himself against her, seductively whispering in her ear and tracing his hand suggestively upon her. How bold of him… Only a short time ago he practically cowered in her presence, and now he felt comfortable enough to flirt so physically.

That wasn’t a bad thing. In truth, she liked the Blake who wasn’t afraid of her. Respectful, yes, but not afraid. Perhaps some would see what he was doing as disrespectful, but she considered the two of them close enough for her to allow it. One key thing about Blake was that she didn’t get the same sense of arrogance and entitlement his ancestors had. He didn’t approach her and demand sex, didn’t try to manipulate or blackmail her, and didn’t objectify her. He was trying to seduce her, and that’s implied that he found her worth putting effort into the chase and more importantly that he wanted her to want it.

“Hmm…” she mused, bending over to reach further back on the counter while grinding her ass against what she knew yearned for her. “Whipped cream melts too quickly, so I’ll take the marshmallows.”

The muse slowly straightened up again and looked at him over her shoulder with playful amber eyes. Her voice was soft and silky as she added, “After all, I want it to last so that I’m satisfied to the very last drink.”

 

[Lucian_Devine]

"Uh..." A low groan slipped from Blake's lips when Euterpe not only bent at the waist to reach further back on the counter, but ground her ass against his hard cock, which jumped of it's own volition against her. Even those more sexual flirtations paled in comparison to what came next though, and that was the way she not only straightened up, but looked back over the shoulder he'd pulled her hair back from. Those beautiful amber eyes of hers looked at him, shining and playful as she spoke in that soft and silky accented voice of hers.

"Good choice..." Blake continued at last, letting his own face linger where her ear had been, even after Euterpe turned and spoke. "...in my...humble opinion at least. Whipped cream has it's..." He let his hand glide over the top curve of her breast and down across it, letting a single finger glide over her nipple. "...place...though..." As quickly as his finger glided over her nipple, it was gone, sliding down her chest and flat stomach and past her waist before finally gliding to the side, his thumb brushing so close to her covered pussy before just barely missing it on it's way across her thigh and out of contact.

In the back of Blake's mind, he heard the electric kettle click, and as he lifted his one hand off of the counter and headed in that direction, his bottom lip caught between his teeth, holding Euterpe's amber gaze, he let his left hand glide across her lower back. He of course started with the soft press of the pads of his fingers, but ended with just the touch of his fingertips before he finally had to pull away because of the distance.

"Besides..." Blake started once more as he grabbed the milk from the fridge and set it on the counter. "...we...wouldn't...want...it...to...be...just..." He spoke slowly, forcing his gaze away from Euterpe's and on the task at hand, punctuating each word with a task, the powder in each cup, the 1/3 milk in each cup, the 2/3 water in each cup, and finally stirring. "...satisfactory now would we?" He finished his question just before he turned back towards Euterpe and placed the spoon into his mouth so that he could lick it clean and give her a cheeky smile, complete with a little wink as he echoed back the word she'd used to describe their first time together as part of a little self-deprecating humor. The last step was of course the marshmallows, which he'd already seen during the process of finding everything else for the hot chocolate. So it was a small matter to open them and deposit enough for a full layer on top of each cup before resealing the bag and putting it back where he'd gotten it.

With both cups of hot chocolate done, Blake deposited the spoon from his mouth into the sink, picked up both cups of hot chocolate, and brought Euterpe over towards her. He set hers on the counter next to her before lifting his to his lips and blowing on it a little. "Be careful now. It would be a shame to burn those pretty lips or tongue of yours." He said, the cheeky smile returning to his own lips.

 

[Poprockz]

Blake had quite the devilish hands didn’t he? They so easily and delicately teased her as he spoke mere inches from her lips. The muse found her nipple becoming pert after that brief touch, and she enjoyed the arousal he was giving her. It would only make things sweeter when she finally indulged herself.

When he pulled away from her, she turned around and leaned back against the counter with her hands resting on the edge on either side of her. Ah yes, she had called their first time “satisfactory,” hadn’t she? The call-back put a somewhat sheepish look on her face. Had she been too harsh? It was something to ponder when she wasn’t distracted by that spoon in that sexy mouth of his.

She soon had a smirk on his face from his next little flirt and decided to continue their banter. “I like things hot and steamy, but I will heed your advise and let it cool on its own. I would try to blow on it to cool it down, but that often seems to have the opposite effect.” Reaching down, she plucked a marshmallow off the top of the little pile in her cup and popped it in her mouth, licking her lips afterwards.

 

[Lucian_Devine]

Blake wasn't sure exactly what or why, but he truly did enjoy joking with Euterpe like this. Maybe it was because he hadn't expected that he'd ever get to this point with her, or maybe it was that she likely couldn't be this close with anybody but her sisters anymore. Either way though, hearing her make her final joke made him chuckle at first, bowing his head as he tried to contain it, but the chuckle eventually grew into a full-bellied laugh that almost had him spilling his hot chocolate. He had to quickly set it down, just in case. "It certainly does, doesn't it?" He lifted his own cup towards his mouth and blew on it several times before daring to take a sip. The taste, despite the heat, had his head falling backwards as he let out a low groan followed by a long and slow sigh.

When Blake lowered his head, he saw that Euterpe's cup was still sitting on the counter, too hot to drink. An idea came to him, and without hesitation, he acted on it. He set his cup down, moved his dark brown gaze to find her amber one, and spoke. "Although...in the spirit of last night, I could probably help...with that..." His head dipped a bit in between the last two words of his statement and the rest of it, before starting a slow descent. As his head lowered though, his dark brown gaze remained locked with hers, looking up at her, just like he had when he'd been kneeling before her, ready his first taste of desert. "...but...just...this...once..." His mouth was nearly on level with her mug by the time he spoke his first word, and each pause came with a long and sensual blow of cool air across her steaming hot mug.

 

[Poprockz]

Her hand came down to rest upon his head after the last little puff of air stirred the surface of her hot beverage, her fingers lazily weaving in his hair and rubbing his scalp. “You’re so helpful, Blake, thank you. It is good to see that you would lend me the very air in your lungs to aid me. I have to admit that the view is quite nice from up here.”

If she wanted to, she could drop her boxers and have him feast upon a very sweet appetizer indeed. She mulled this over, going back and forth in her mind as to whether she wanted to stop at flirting or whether she wanted him to eat her out right there in the kitchen. It showed in her eyes, the hunger, restrained but lingering.

 

[Lucian_Devine]

Though he saw Euterpe's hand move, Blake still didn't actually expect to feel her hand in his hair, let alone the way her fingers lazily weave in it while simultaneously rubbing his scalp. The feeling of it had his eyes drifting closed before he could catch himself. The low and primal groan that slipped from his lips though, despite the one caught firmly between his teeth, so firmly that he feared he might draw blood, that was intentional.

It was the sound of his own name, in that beautiful accent of Euterpe's that gave Blake the strength to force his eyes open once more. There was still a hint of brown in them, but they were near-black with his desire for the beautiful goddess above him. "And you are always welcome, Euterpe. I am always happy to help, no matter what the issue is, and I'd be lying if I said that the view from here wasn't pretty nice as well." And he was speaking nothing but the truth. With their positions, he had a perfect view of her in profile, reclining against the counter, looking down at him with that effortless and unearthly beauty as those lovely breasts of hers rose and fell with each breath she took. Every muscle ached and twitched, wanting so desperately for him to loose his control and ravage the beautiful woman before him, right here in the kitchen. He held firm to that control though, even if he was sure that she could read every one of his desires through his darkened gaze that still held hers.

 

[Poprockz]

“Mm.” There was a hum of acknowledgement as she simply held eye-contact with him. She too felt the pull, the strong desire to allow the two of them to simply give way to their carnal desires and make a mess of the freshly-cleaned countertop.

The woman opened her mouth to say something before the timer on the oven went off. There was a sigh before her hungry gaze gave way to a soft smile. “It seems our breakfast is ready to come out of the oven.”

She withdrew her hand easily and turned from him, taking a couple oven mitts and using them to safely remove their egg-dish. Now it just had to cool a tad before they could dig in. Likewise, she needed to cool down before she started to act too impulsively. Flirting was one thing, but being unable to exercise her willpower in keeping things low-key was another.

 

[Lucian_Devine]

Blake silently watched Euterpe as he enjoyed her lingering attentions. He saw her mouth open, and was genuinely curious what she was going to say, especially with hungry look in her eyes, but the sound of the oven timer went off, utterly shattering the moment. He saw her sigh as that hungry look in her eyes slowly faded, replaced with a soft smile that was met with a chuckle from him. "Heh, we can't have dessert first for every meal, or we might stop appreciating it for the treat that it truly is."

As Euterpe removed her hand from his head, Blake stepped back, giving her all the more room as she opened the oven and handled the hot food with the oven mitts. He meanwhile, moved to grab a couple of plates from the cupboard, and a couple of forks from the silverware drawer, bringing both pairs of items back towards Euterpe and setting them on the counter beside the oven. He then moved to recline opposite her, against the kitchen island, mimicking the reclined pose she'd used before. "Waiting is always the hardest part, isn't it?" He mused jokingly, flicking his gaze back to hers once more.

 

[Poprockz]

"It is indeed," she agreed with a knowing smile over her shoulder as she set the egg-dish on a cooling rack. He had no idea how true that statement really was. Patience was never her strong suit, so waiting was a difficult thing for her most times. Waiting to be free, waiting to be sexually satisfied, waiting for quiche... Sometimes she found it a pity that not even Gods could get their way every minute of the day.

When it was safely steaming on the counter, she turned off the oven, turned in his direction, and ran her fingers through her hair with a playful roll of her eyes. "Patience was never a virtue anyone has attributed to me. While I dislike waiting, I find that it is often worth the wait."

 

[Lucian_Devine]

Hearing Euterpe agree with him made Blake smile, and the smile that she cast over her own shoulder at him made his own smile widen. Still, he remained where he was, just watching her as she set the dish on a cooling rack, turned off the oven, turned around, and ran her fingers through her hair while she rolled her eyes and spoke.

"Heh, that is an area that I can relate to!" Blake offered up to Euterpe with a wide smile and a laugh, slowly pushing away from the counter and closing the small distance between the two of them. "You are right about the wait though..." He started softly let his chest press against those lovely large breasts of hers. "...it is so very often worth it..." He lifted both of his hands to finish what she'd started, using his hands to brush any and all stray hairs from her face before stroking her hair down the full of it's length. "It's just a shame that there's no way to speed up the process..." He lowered his gaze to find hers once more. "...because they say that a watched pot never boils..."

 

[Poprockz]

"They do say that, don't they?" She mused, looking up at him as she tried to decide her next course of action. The previous moment had been lost when she had been close to succumbing to her desires, so she had more self-control at this point. "Perhaps we ought to occupy ourselves with something else. Oh! Actually, I have been meaning to mention..."

Euterpe cleared her throat and continued trying to play it off as though she wasn't too invested in what she was saying, "unfortunately, due to the lateness of the hour and such, we were unable to finish the movie series that we had started together. I am not someone who leaves unfinished business, so I would like to propose that we finish Star Wars at some point soon, preferably within the next couple of days."

She was loathe to admit that she yearned to spend another night like they had just done. It wasn't necessarily about watching the series itself, but more about the comfort that it had brought her. Now that it was over, she wanted to sit on the couch with him once more, chatting and eating snacks the way companions did. Perhaps she might even allow them to share a blanket again; it had been rather cozy, after all.

 

[Lucian_Devine]

It didn't pass Blake's notice how Euterpe reacted, or rather didn't react to his hands running through her hair. He did sort of figure that the moment was lost, but you couldn't blame a guy for trying, right? Still, he was paying attention to what she was saying, and smiled at her proposition all the same! He certainly wasn't going to say no to spending more nights with Euterpe like the night before, even if they didn't quite end up the same way.

"That is an excellent idea, and one that can certainly be arranged!" Blake said, a genuine smile coming to his face as he took a step backwards. "I can get that setup while we wait for the food to cool if you'd like. Then we can pick up where we left off while we eat, and work on the rest of the series in the near future. How does that sound?"

~LD

 

[Poprockz]

"I would like that, yes. Though I don't think that half of the movie will occupy us for too long, so afterwards perhaps I will go back to my home and take care of a few things before coming back over before we leave for dinner." It pleased her to no end that they were not only going to be able to continue where they left off with the movie today, but that there was still the third movie yet to be watched. It meant that she could indulge herself in another sleepover, but still scratch that itch of needing to know what happens with Luke and the rest of their little band of heroes.

It showed on her face as she smiled to herself and walked to her cup of hot chocolate, taking a drink of it and sighing contentedly at its flavor. The beverage was cool enough for her to drink without issue now, and she found it immensely satisfying.

 

[Lucian_Devine]

"That certainly sounds like a plan!" Blake said with a smile as he scooped up his own cup of hot chocolate, walked around the kitchen island, set it on the coffee table, and set about preparing the TV to play Episode 5, picking up where they left off. "Plus you can make sure that I'm not dressed to embarrass!" He offered up with one of his cheekier smiles. "We're not doing anything formal tonight, just fancy, but it would be nice if I made sure that I didn't look like a hobo off the street! He took another drink of his hot chocolate as he let his head turn towards the kitchen, and his eyes once more appreciate the delightfully casual outfit Euterpe was wearing, his outfit.

 

[Poprockz]

Oh, she imagined that he would be dressed impeccably, but she would be more than happy to look over his outfit of course. While she did like his more casual look, there was something to be said for a man who was dressed up, whether that be in flowing robes or the tight suits of this day and age. She had to admit that she liked a lot of the modern clothing designs for men and women alike.

"We're going to a very nice restaurant, so a suit would be ideal." She answered back, walking into the front room to set down her drink before plopping herself down on the couch. "But I think they wouldn't turn us away regardless of what you were wearing. The owner owes me a favor." Euterpe casually left that hanging in the air, not elaborating as to what that favor might be.

 

[Lucian_Devine]

Blake watched and listened as Euterpe walked around the kitchen island, told him what kind of restaurant they were going, and what he should wear. His cheeky smile turned into a wider and more genuine one as she plopped herself down on the couch beside him. He enjoyed seeing her in this more casual demeanor, even if she of course had every right to act like she was superior and in complete control.

"Heh, a favor huh?" Blake asked, the cheeky smile returning. "Where are the bodies buried?" He continued jokingly before getting back on topic. "Heh, I kid of course, but I can go the full monkey suit route. Just don't get too used to it. "He leaned towards her, giving her shoulder a slight bump with his own. "I normally only pull it out on special occasions." He took another drink of his hot chocolate before scooping up the remote once more.

"Shall we pick up where we left off, M'lady, or take it from the top?"

 

[Poprockz]

Blake in a suit... the thought of it made her excited to see him later. Though she liked his normal, casual appearance, she wanted to see him all dressed-up. All he got about his 'bodies' comment was a mysterious smile and shrug.

The shoulder-bump made her smile more playful. It was nice that he felt comfortable enough to do such a thing- she had never liked the idea of him fearing her. To be feared was different than being respected and she found it unpleasant.

"I think I was a bit too drowsy to actually watch most of it, so why don't we start it from the beginning?" Was she bargaining for more time? Perhaps. "Also... It's rather chilly in here and I find that sharing a blanket was quite warm. Would you care to share a blanket with me again?"

 

[Lucian_Devine]

The mysterious smile that dawned on Euterpe's lips at his joke about the buried bodies, along with her playful shrug pulled a chuckle from Blake. He was of course curious as to why the guy owed her a favor, but they were each allowed their own secrets, and he wasn't going to press her on it.

As Blake's chuckle subsided, the smile that had been on his lips returned once more. "From the top it is." He said, reaching for the remote. Her second request made his hand pause in mid-air though. He turned back to her and nodded. "It would be my pleasure." The two of them did have to briefly get up, as they'd been sitting on the blanket they'd shared the previous night, as he'd been more focused on Euterpe and his desire to return to her in his bed the night before than folding the blanket and putting it back on the back of the couch. Once the blanket was freed, and the pair were sitting once more, he did exactly as he had before, holding the blanket in his hand as he draped it over and around the lovely muse, with the only exception being him pulling his arm back when he was through. He couldn't quite resist the urge to let his fingers graze over her shoulder, trail across her neck, and finally glide past her other shoulder as he did though.

When everything was said and done, Blake was sitting shoulder to shoulder with Euterpe, the shared blanket draped over both of them. His hand reached once more for the remote to start the movie playing from the beginning.

 

[Poprockz]

They watched the movie for a few minutes before Euterpe remembered their breakfast. She got up and headed to the kitchen after letting him know what she was doing. Two plates of quiche were brought back to the front room and set down on the coffee table in front of them, the woman having grabbed some salt, pepper, and hot sauce from the fridge. Even if one didn't cook, she had assumed that he had condiments in there.

She ate her quiche while watching with him under their shared blanket, adding a bit of salt and hot sauce before digging in. Only a little though. While she liked spicy things from time to time, she preferred it more in the evening than the morning.

The second movie was interesting. The character of Yoda was particularly fun to watch, the goddess finding him to be eccentric in a humorous way. His character reminded her of Hermes a bit- a bit of chaotic energy with a love for mischief, yet passionate and serious in equal measure.

When it ended, she couldn't help but feel a need to watch the next movie. Her eyes had widened when Darth Vader made the reveal that he was actually Luke's father, and she had looked to Blake for confirmation that what he had claimed was true. After all, Obi-Wan had claimed that Darth Vader had killed his father. It had been explained to her that the murder of his father by Darth Vader had been more of a metaphor, and the realization of that had her shaken until she was able to reconcile it.

After the movie, she had reluctantly left his home to get ready. As much as she would like to continue their movie sleepover, the world kept turning regardless and so did her rescue plans. Part of her felt a bit guilty that she was indulging in such things while her sisters were being held captive. Did she deserve to let herself have comfort while they suffered? Did she deserve to smile and laugh while being unable to help them? It was hard to come to a conclusion on such things, but she knew there wasn't much she could do at the moment to pluck them from their prisons. Things had to be taken in the proper order or she might never see them again.

Blake had been recruited, and through him she would get close enough to them to see her sisters' liberation. If they didn't let them go... she was prepared to stain her hands and her soul with their masters' blood. She hoped it didn't come to that. While she would have no qualms about seeing the light leave their eyes, she didn't know how Blake would feel about it, nor how he would view her after that. She wasn't sure why his opinion mattered to her, but something in her twisted slightly when she thought of him looking at her as though she was a monster.

Several hours after she left, she arrived back via plant. This time she was wearing another black and gold dress.

 

[Lucian_Devine]

Though they'd started the movie, Blake had kept his hand on the remote, knowing that they'd be pausing it soon enough. He didn't want Euterpe to miss a single scene, just in case. He also of course enjoyed watching her as she moved back and forth from the kitchen, his eyes enjoying the sight of her body, dressed in his clothes, as she moved from room to room. He didn't say anything though, not wanting her to feel self conscious.

After a few bites of the quiche, and only after Euterpe added some to her own, Blake added a touch of salt to his plate. He wasn't a huge fan of spice though. So he didn't opt for the pepper or the hot sauce, but he of course didn't say anything about her adding them to her own plate.

The hardest part of the second movie was of course the reveal at the end. Blake tried so hard to keep his gaze focused on the screen instead of Euterpe so that she didn't know that something important was about to happen. It would be a shame to ruin that for her after all. Only when the reveal had finally happened did he finally allow himself to look at Euterpe, a big smile on his face, which got just a little bit bigger when he saw her widened eyes.

Blake waited until the movie was over to do some explaining about the lore of Star Wars, starting first with the light and dark sides of the force, the seductive and corrupting nature of the dark side of the force, and that when Anakin Skywalker fell to the dark side, Darth Vader was born, metaphorically killing Anakin.

The worst part of the movie ending had to be the fact that it was finally time for Euterpe to leave. Sure, they were going to be watching other movies, but that didn't mean that they'd be allowing themselves to be as close and as free as they were last night, and that was a shame. Part of him wondered if she needed that freedom, even if it was in short bursts. Still, he made no attempt to stop her from leaving though. It wouldn't be right for them to cancel on the guys for a second night in a row. He stood up as she got up from the couch, and he watched her as she walked to the plant, watching her leave.

The hardest part of Euterpe leaving of course, was forcing himself to take care of the household chores when her inspiration kicked in, which it of course did the moment she left. It thankfully didn't hit him NEARLLY as hard as it did that first day, which helped immensely, but it was still a bit of a struggle to put the dishes in the dishwasher, fold the blanket on the couch, and put it back on the back of the couch before finally allowing himself to get some work done. Still, he did allow himself to get a couple hours of work in before he started to get ready for the evening. He started by laying out his clothes for the evening, lest he sweat in the earlier layers while he was finding and putting on the jacket, and so on. Once everything was laid out and ready, he got undressed and took a shower.

Only when he was clean and ready, both body and hair, did Blake start to get dressed. He took his time, ensuring that the dry-cleaned and pressed black suit didn't get dirty or pick up any fresh wrinkles as he put it on. He was just fastening his cufflinks when he heard the first clicks of Euterpe/s shoes on the tile of his kitchen floor. So he slung his tie around his neck, picked his shoes up in one hand, and walked out of his room to meet her.

There mere sight of Euterpe in her dress was enough to stop Blake in his tracks for a second, shaking his head before he continued walking once more. "God damn...have they made a dress that you don't fill out to perfection and look absolutely stunning in?" He asked as he approached her to get a closer look, fully aware that their colors accidently matched quite well.
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[Poprockz]

She gave him an amused smile and sauntered closer to him to meet him as he walked closer, "there are, but those can always be tailored to my liking. You look quite handsome yourself, Blake. Gold is a good color on you. Though perhaps next time we can get you a dark metallic grey tie to match your ring."

He really did clean up nice, and she found that she wasn't at all disappointed in his visage in a suit. It was a good thing that she had money to burn, as she imagined she might end up ripping the buttons off of his suit later if she had things go her way. Maybe she would tie that necktie around his wrists to leave him at her mercy, or over his eyes so he could better feel each little caress of her fingers.

Though she wouldn't admit to any deeper feelings than lust, she was starting to find Blake very easy to get along with, and very easy on the eyes to boot. When she was absent-minded, she found her thoughts wandering to him, and sometimes she thought about what she might like to do to him. Unlike his family, her aspirations did not include injury or dismemberment.

Reaching up, she took his tie in hand and made sure it was under his shirt collar before tying it for him. While she assumed he could do it himself in all likelihood, she figured she would give him a hand with it. After all, he probably didn't wear ties all that often with his more casual rock-style outfits so it might have been a bit loose or crooked. "There we go..." Her hand smoothed down the tie, running down his chest as she did so, her eyes following the motion of her hand before flicking back up to him.

 

[Lucian_Devine]

Blake couldn't help but chuckle at Euterpe's words, even as she sauntered closer, though he was of course thankful that she took his compliment as he'd intended it. "Sadly, there wasn't time for shopping between your departure and your arrival, but..." He let his words hang in the air between them for just a moment as his own dark brown gaze looked her up and down once more. "I'll keep it in mind for...next time."

Euterpe naturally stopped before she bumped into him, and Blake naturally stopped before he bumped into her. What Blake of course didn't expect, was for her to reach, unbidden, for the tie he'd slung around his neck so that he wouldn't have to make another trip back to his bedroom. Still, he remained still all the same as she popped his collar so that she could drape it properly around his neck and properly tie it for him before smoothing her hand down his chest, the motion sending a slight tingle through his body.

"Thank you..." Blake said softly, his voice the slightest bit softer than it had been when he'd greeted her with his complement. "Ties were never my strong suit." He continued with a bit more confidence, even if he was speaking about something that was somewhat of a fault. "I had to ask for help with this very one as it were, when I wore a suit under my gown for the reception." He let out another soft chuckle, giving his head a brief shake as he both brought that memory to mind and cleared it away.

"Anyway, shall we away?" Blake asked, bringing his gaze back to meet the lovely amber one of the lovely goddess before him.

 

[Poprockz]

"We shall," she replied, she offered her right hand to him before leading him over to the plant.

"I figured it would be better to initially travel this way, as I assume we might be a bit intoxicated later on. At that point, it might be better to call a taxi or some such thing. That way we don't have to retrieve your vehicle later." A moment later, she touched the plant and whispered to ask it to take them to their destination. As always she was very polite to the plant when asking, and the plant obliged her request without delay.

The world shifted, the atmosphere warping and shifting around them before they found themselves about a block away from the restaurant in question. It seemed that the receiving plant was a grouping of potted flowers in a small garden. There was no one around, thankfully, though she had ways to deal with that in the future if need be. She paused, making sure that he was able to get his bearings before they continued on. After all, he wasn't used to that mode of travel yet. As far as mortals went, he had one of the more mild reactions to it, but she still wanted to be considerate.

 

[Lucian_Devine]

After he asked his question, Blake sat down to quickly put on the dress shoes that he'd carried from the bedroom. Once that was done, he quickly rose to his feet and took the hand that Euterpe extended towards him with his left hand. "That sounds perfectly practical." Blake said simply. "I'd been trying to think of what the best way was to get back and forth was, given the intoxication that was certain to play a part, and for some reason, having you warp us and just saying that we got a taxi or Uber never came to me." He let out a soft chuckle and shook his head as the pair walked towards the plant, not at all worried about his door, knowing full well that it was locked.

Blake swallowed hard as he heard Euterpe's whispered words, his hand preemptively tightening around hers as he tried to brace himself for what was undoubtedly the strangest sensation he'd ever felt in his life, even though he knew it was impossible. No matter how prepared he was, the sudden dizziness always caught him off guard, like he was suddenly incredibly drunk and about to fall over or pass out. His eyes closed instinctually as his hand tightened even more around Euterpe's, his mind trying to focus more on how soft and smooth her hand was than the pressure building and bubbling in his head. He clenched his jaw to prevent it from quivering, mostly because he knew that the worst was yet to come, and no sooner did he think about it, than he felt that hook-like feeling grabbing behind his belly button and pulling. It pulling like it was trying to pull him inside out, and it was only the stabilizing presence of Euterpe's hand, even though it was his third time, that prevented him from having a complete and utter panic attack.

Then, as quickly as each of the feelings had started, they all stopped at once. Blake's mind and body reeled like he was on a boat that was rocking, and he had to open his eyes to help keep his balance, in addition to Euterpe of course. He bent at the waist like he was going to throw up, bracing his right hand on his knee for balance as he took deep breaths through his mouth. He would have taken a knee if he wasn't afraid to get his pants dirty, but he had enough presence of mind not to.

"I don't know if I'll ever get used to that." Blake said jokingly." As he forced himself to stand up straight, taking one final deep breath, this time a proper one from his core. When he was finally ready to travel though, he forced himself to let go of her hand, if only with his left hand as he brought his right hand over to gently grasp it instead as he bent his left arm just so so that he could place her hand inside it before letting go with his right hand.

"Gotta keep my sword hand free after all." Blake said to Euterpe as he turned to her and gave her a wink, figuring that his joke and their proper escort position would be enough indication that he was ready to travel.

 

[Poprockz]

Oh, he would eventually acclimate, whether he knew it or not. Of that she was certain. Many mortals before him had adjusted, though some were a bit slower than others. She gave him a few months, tops.

She glanced down to where he placed her hand before smirking, allowing him to lead them forward. “Your sword hand, hm? I would wager that the only sword you’ve wielded is the one in your trousers,” the muse chuckled before adding, “though I suppose I have already witnessed your unparalleled skills in that manner of sword-play.”

Euterpe looked straight ahead, talking as though they were simply discussing normal topics of conversation as they strolled.