(psl) meet me in the shadows, won't you tell me what you've found

[disdelusioned]

 come down to where all of the others fell

get lost in the dark to find yourself

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[hearthwarming]

[ She is well-aware of the dynamic that exists between them in moments like these. He's the most powerful man in Mondstadt, and she is a succubus hiding under the guise of a meek townsperson. With a few simple words, he could very well destroy her life. In even this most innocent, courteous conversation, he holds all of the power.

And yet, she doesn't find herself all that afraid. She knows that he's enjoying this, but she also knows that when the night falls and the doors close behind them, her capacity for cruelty is just as much, and she has every capability to have him begging for her kindness and mercy. She's not the type to be petty and to exact revenge, but she could be if she really wanted to - and he knows that, too.

The real challenge is making it appear to ordinary folk as if there isn't something very palpable in the air between the two of them.

At his urging, she straightens her posture and finally holds his gaze. Her expression is every bit as polite as his, perhaps tinged with lingering uncertainty, but she manages a sincere, appreciative smile when he comments on her work. ]

Ah, thank you. You and your people have worked hard, too. I've heard nothing but glowing reviews for your Angel's Share and Dawn Winery's offering this year.

[ Her gaze falls back to the struggling plant beside her. ]

If you'll excuse me, Master Diluc, I do need to take care of this...

[disdelusioned]

[He knows how quickly he can destroy her. He has no interest in doing so.

Even when he does weigh his power against hers, it's with the intention of watching her squirm, not actually putting her into any danger. It's the sort of powerplay that she can turn back on him behind closed doors, where she can make him putty in her hands. With just a bit of magic, he'd be all hers for however long she wants him to be.

There are times where he wishes she would. Those thoughts are equal parts troubling and erotic, the kind that have him stroking himself at night while trying not to think about the implications.

For now, however, the cards are his to hold. And he's not about to let her get away that easily.]

Oh, are you headed back to your stall? Allow me to follow; I'd like to purchase some fresh flowers for The Angel's Share this evening.

[hearthwarming]

[ She barely conceals a worried little whine under her breath at what he says. Because she has no reason to refuse him, and it would be rude indeed for her to do so. But also because... She can't bring herself to even want to refuse him, even knowing full well that she should, that they should be keeping their distance from each other. As such, Ori has to take a moment to formulate the proper words. ]

...I see. If that's the case, then it would be our pleasure to sell you our flowers. I hope that you'll find them to your liking. And I'm sure that one of our florists would be more than happy to help you select the perfect arrangement...

[ If he's feeling merciful, they'll make their way to the stall together and she can return to this wilting plant while someone else tends to him. But she has a feeling that things aren't quite going to work out that way.

There's only one way to find out, so with a grateful nod she spins on her heel and begins to walk back towards the stall. ]

[disdelusioned]

[They should be keeping their distance, yes. But Diluc isn't the sort who always does what's best for himself, so here they are. For what it's worth, he doesn't intend to linger long enough to make things dangerous. All he wants is to rile her up a little, then send her on her way until they can meet behind closed doors.

The walk back to the stall is rather uneventful, and by some miracle of self control Diluc manages not to stare too openly at Oriphi as she walks a few paces ahead of him. He's not one for ogling, usually, but given their relationship there's a palpable temptation to. As much as he prefers her succubus form, her human disguise is quite lovely.

But they're in public and unable to show their true selves. Appreciating her figure will also have to wait until later.

Pauline is with a customer when they return to the stall, so there's no one to tend to him but Oriphi. Luckily for all parties involved, Donna is off today.]

I have the order written down, if that's helpful.