She felt her heart flutter as he hand came up and gently angled her chin to look up at him, his fingertips barely touching her skin. She chuckled softly. He had her there. 
"Can't… won't… does it really matter. That much hasn't changed about me. I'm not wise," she said with a smile as his fingers moved to caress her neck. "I'm not opposed to re-investigating. We might find that there is more to what would be us this time. I know for a fact I may prove to me more useful to you as I am now than as I was before," she said, turning her face into the tantalizing feel of his hand. "I didn't really get to truly know you before, Xunatar," she said as she slowly stood up, her satchel slipping to the ground as she lifted up her hand which now held the locket he had long ago given her, and put it where it should have been: around her neck. 

"So I guess at this point, the only question is this: business or pleasure first?" she asked him as she stepped up to him coyly. 

“As insightful as ever”, he mused as his touch cradled her. It had felt just like yesterday that they had found themselves in a similar situation. Only this time there would no games played between the two and they were older and wiser than before. Scarlett may have felt otherwise, but she didn’t seem to be like the girl he had met that didn’t just wanted to defy her parents’ rules. No, she wanted more, much more and he couldn’t find him able to deny her what she craved.

“Perhaps. Either you can or not makes no difference to me. Not when it comes to you”, Xunatar admitted as he enjoyed the feeling of her skin. He released her as she stood up from the bed and retrieved the locket he gave her in another life. Eyes that always had a hidden chaos in them watched with glee as she put around her neck.

“It looks great on you, darling.” He placed one leg on top of the other and casually watched her approached him. “I had always pictured you with it from the first time I ran into it.” Mulling over the question, Xunatar rose back up to his feet as well and placed his hands against either side of her hips and dipped his head towards the side of her neck. He couldn’t recall if she had been much shorter then she was now, but he was grateful all the same to her height.

“Should we even have to ask?” He didn’t bother to waste too much of their time and he embraced her lips with his own. The kiss was yearning which was something not too familiar with him and there was hunger in his motion.

A slight tint of pink painted her cheeks at the compliment as the locket hung suspended from her neck, resting just below the nook of her collar bones, and even more so when he stood up and came close to her, his strong and slender fingers finding purchase upon her hips, his head coming close to her neck as if to partake of her scent. Smoke, cinnamon, and leather would be the scents found upon her, and she hoped that he would not find them unfit. She was pretty sure that there was probably some degree of scorpion goo and dirt that mingled with it. She did dirty work, but despite that, she always liked to be clean and presentable. Right now, she almost felt grungy, but he did not seem to care. 

True enough however, the Fire Genasi was a couple inches taller than her other Tiefling self, a simple difference in genetic heritage making her just barely too tall to for him to be able to rest his chin upon the top of her head. She hoped that it made things a little more convenient for him; he would not be required to stoop to her level, so to speak. It worked out to her advantage as his lips pressed to hers. It was the first time that she could recall in this life at least that anyone had ever embraced her so. The yearning was returned with vigor as though the tiefling was acting instead of the untrained Genasi, remembering exactly how to kiss Xunatar. Her hands came up on his chest, and rested there for a moment, the passionate embrace igniting the fire in her blood, and once again her hair blazed to life, glowing warmly, but not causing burns or discomfort to either of them. 

She pulled back finally to take a breath. "Gods… I had forgotten how good that feels," she said lustily before she kissed him again, fiercer than before, her fingers weaving into his long white hair, her body pressing firmly against his. 

Xunatar felt her beneath his lips as she unraveled. He felt her matching his motions and the longer they embraced the more he felt the old Scarlett in her coming out. The way she kissed him reminded him of their trysts, no matter how long it had been. He could still recall how she tasted and how wanting she was of him. He was reminded of her smooth her skin was against his touches, and though her scent was rather different than what he was accustomed to, he wasn’t bothered much by it.

It was the furthest thought in his mind as the god entangled around her body. His grip upon her hips grew more possessive and their lips locked together for what seemed like forever before she broke away. Xunatar took heed to it and merely watched her. A devilish smile was forged across his face before she led the charge this time. There was more lustfulness behind her kiss and his own grew tremendously. It had been so long since he desired another as much as he had her. He felt her fingers into his hair and he brought her body closer to his. There was no shyness in his movement as his hands traveled behind her, enjoying the feeling of her curves inch by inch. His own lips pulled away to nimble and trail down her neck.

Let’s just keep reminding ourselves of what had once been and will be again then”, he spoke between kisses. As they embraced, he silently transferred them and their belongings into his own chambers which was fit for a king. He slowly allowed her to process everything before running his lips against hers teasingly. His cloak was stripped off him and soon his shirt was unbuttoned but remained as he lead her to his bed. 

She exhaled slowly as she felt Xunatar's lips let slip from her own down her jaw and neck. It tickled something fierce and she loved the feel of his breath as it washed over her skin. She relished his hands as they moved over her body, exploring the new curves of this body. She nodded silently to his words, and felt the shift of magic around them as they were transferred to his chamber. She had been suspicious of the first room, it had not suited his personality at all. This was much more like him. Her mind worked as they embraced, kissing and caressing, her fingers undoing the clasp of his cloak and finding purchase upon the buttons of his shirt. 

Conversely, her work belt and over-corset were discarded and she somehow managed to shake off her boots as she followed him to the bed. She was far more comfortable now as she fell back onto the massive and incredibly soft bed. She had never known such luxury, and she reached out to draw him to her again, her flames flickering around her face as her eyes glowed. She ran her hands over his chest, admiring his musculature before she sat up and pressed her lips to his neck and led her own trail of warm kisses downward. 

It had been ages yet he recalled their moments together as satisfying as they were brief and few. While he had a past before her and certainly after he thought that she hadn’t crossed over from the old realm, he hadn’t cared for any of the women he had been with. For the most part, they were a means to an end and while the fruits of his labor had certainly been claimed, he knew that Scarlett had been a different matter. Just as the Voice had proven, she was perhaps the only one person he wouldn’t lay a finger onto. Whether it was love or not, it was still unclear to him. Xunatar wasn’t sure if he could truly love, but he was possessive of her as a dragon was to its gold. Perhaps it was still possible in his darkened heart to feel something like it though.

His hands guided long her body, taking it all in to remember. Taking in her scent while smelling remnants of what she had once been along with the new. As they embraced, it slowly started to feel like they had never left one another, at least to him. His craft of seduction had been sharpened in their time apart and it showed in how he planted every kiss, where he kissed and how his hands moved to stir pleasure into her. Had it been his younger self, then he would have been more hasty and less tending than he was now.

She was the only one that he truly found ravishing enough to keep his interest alive, yet he was too unsure as to why. But such things didn’t really bother him, not in this moment. He looked on with hungry eyes as she undid her clothing and fell onto the bed. Smirkingly, he slowly followed over to that side of the bed she occupied and flung the shirt off of him. His breath left him as she tended to his chest. Despite her flames, he wasn’t worried about their surrounds being set aflame- everything around them would not be affected, not with his power here. There was no fear as he climbed onto the bed with her and ran his hand down her fiery hair before slipping in a deeper kiss to her. That hand continued to play with her while the other ran down her side, slowly letting his fingers enjoy on smooth and supple her form was.

She remembered a much more rash, impetuous Xunatar, and how they had once broken a bed in an inn with their play. This Xunatar, this demon prince, was much more methodical and deliberate and she could feel it in how he caressed and kissed her fiery form. It was intoxicating, like the scent that played off his form, the fragrance woven into his hair. She could even taste it on his skin as she examined him with her lips. 

Time slipped away in the rush of sensations and caresses, and soon exhaustion overtook her. The fire in her hair died down, leaving behind the red-orange curls splayed out across the pillows. Her breathing was slow and steady as she slept, her form warm beside the God of Deceit. Her work hardened hand lay across his chest lightly. She twitched slightly in her sleep and she stirred, her eyes fluttering open. She looked up at Xunatar and gently traced shapes upon his skin. 

"Tell me what is on your mind, My Lord…"

Although it was quite plain to see that the two were vastly different from their previous selves, but Xunatar and Scarlett seemed as though they left off from just yesterday. It was a humorous thought in how yet again their paths crossed. Such ideas though faded into the back of his head as they underwent their love making. With her, he enjoyed it thoroughly even with the stamina he gained from his rising. Still, he felt that their embrace differed from any other time he had with another woman. In the latter, he had only done such things to bear suitable heirs. With Scarlett, he had an attachment to, so it was more thrilling and meaning behind it.

As the flames of their desire waned, he found himself comfortably on his bed with her resting on top of him. The lord took great comfort in listening to her slumber against him. Xunatar wasn’t quite sure if he had paid much attention to her as he had back in DaeLuin. He could admit that he was more brash and unruly back there but now he had matured and had a vast understanding of the world. When she begun to stir, his eyes fell down on her and felt her hand travel over his body at her leisure.

“Many things, Scarlett. For one thing, I wish to fulfill the promise you wanted long ago. Do you recall yourself requesting that you wanted to be my queen?” Flashing a small grin, he caressed the back of her head, enjoying the soft curls of her hair. He hadn’t forgotten that, nor had he of when he first was introduced to the idea. His younger self was hesitate in going through with it, but now he was more susceptible to the idea. “Of course with that said, you’d still have free reign to do and go as you please. I wouldn’t want you to be a caged bird after all.” He chuckled as he kissed the top of her head, but he was absolutely serious with the idea. It had taken such a long time to find her when he had once thought she had perished, and deep down he didn’t wish to lose her. 

Scarlett found herself surprised, and she lifted her head to look at Xunatar to make certain he was serious. "I do remember. Now, it seems a rather brash thing for me to have requested," she admitted to him. His grin made her smile back up at him as his fingers played with her thick red curls. "You were hesitant about it back then," she commented. She giggled softly as she lowered her head softly to his chest again and he kissed the top of her head. Hundreds of half formed thoughts skittered through her mind as she listened to him promise that she would still be able to come and go as she pleased and that he valued her being free. 

"Speak plainly, here, Xunatar," she said with a slight laugh as she sat up again. "You are officially asking me to be your queen? Not because of the request of a silly girl who was attached to you all those years ago, but because you desire me and only me," she insisted. "You want me to be yours, the Mistress of your domain, so to speak?" she asked him.

"Well, you were so devoted to me, that you were willing to forsake everything in your previous life for it" He did recall when she wanted it, although he had been hesitant at first. It might have been a brash request, but he did admired her ability to go after what she wanted. Perhaps that was the thing that attracted him to Scarlett ultimately. "Yes, I was young and only lived for the present time back then. I guess I feared being restrained or something if I promised myself to only you. I can admit that. But things had changed and I grew older and wiser. Now I seek to secure my place in the future, and I figured you'd want to do the same." Nothing was promised to them that they would have this life of comfort and power forever, but he would make the best of it and have no regrets. And  Xunatar saw no other person that he felt was more worthy of sharing it with him than her.

His hand slowly petted her, coaxing her like a cat as he huffed at her. "Right, I forgotten you like to get to the point of things. As you wish- that is what I'm suggesting, Scarlett. The promise only served to remind me of what we would had have back in DaeLuin, the other realm we resided in. I'm looking towards the future, our future and you are worthy of being my queen, if you'd accept it…" He would not sway her in any way if she didn't wish for it. He wouldn't fight against her wishes yet he watched her with the keenest of eyes, watching her lips as they were to speak out her answer to his request.

"Ultimately I wish to make up for lost time with you and not leave it up to fate once more, lest I do not know how long it will be before we find each other on some other realm…" The god chuckled at the thought, but after everything that happened, he could see it being a possibility.