A continuation of my RP with @@FiliaFlammae (May contain Mature content.) The way Kris had seemed to abandon the task of dressing himself made Faelwen smile. She still liked the way it showed a portion of his stomach. Hmm, it did seem as if it would be a long while before they'd be bare before each other again. Her stomach churned at the thought. Just when would they be able to spend the night with each other again? She couldn't insist that he teleport to her room every so often. While it would be a safe enough option, seeing him in that much pain after passing through the barrier was hard. Hmm, it would be odd if she asked they make an exception to the wards. Depending on who the mage was, they may even report to the king directly. So whatever would happen, they may even have to wait until they were again able to be out on the town. Her mind hardly even registered that Kris had finished tying up her dress until he pressed a kiss onto her neck. A warm thrill passed up her body with the gesture. Ah, that had been a nice shift in moods. She easily twirled around to face him as he gave her a small nudge. She giggled slightly as she watched him fiddle with his buttons. "Well then I'll help you dress too." Her feet carried her over to the pile of clothes at the door. It seemed he would need to tuck in his shirt, then put his belt on, and then the vest. Well, he could put his belt on, she honestly would think up some sort of mischief if she were in charge of that article of clothing. However, his vest would be easy for her to assist him in. She quickly picked up the vest and shook out some of the wrinkles. His belt was lifted next, carefully to be sure she didn't happen to catch her skin on one of his knives. That would not be a pleasant experience. Fae then walked back over to Kris as he was about to tuck in the shirt. She shifted the belt to rest over her forearm, and held out the vest for him to slip his arms through. "Here. I can button your vest while you put your belt on."