Scarlett's Apartment

"I wouldn't want you to behave after dinner." Scarlett smiled then moved past the subject. She looked at the menus while waiting for Morrigan to express what he wanted to eat. To her, the food did not matter. Food was food.

Morrigan sighed as he looked at the varying menus. " Dinner better come quick...So maybe something like Thai? Little hot, little spicy?"

Grinning he looked to Scarlett and handed her the menu, pretty much knowing what he wanted.

"Sounds good." Scarlett smiled. "Which dish did you want?"

"I am going to get Phat phrik. What are you thinking about getting?" He rested against the counter watching Scarlett.

"Shrimp pik pao. Sweet and spicy." Scarlett smiled. "Anything else?"

"Just you for dessert." He placed the menu back in with the others and sat down at the counter once again. "Well, maybe some nibbles for later if we get the attack of the growling stomachs again. Did you want anything else?"

Glancing at the menu once again, he picked out some mini shrimp lettuce wraps along with a Thai fruit salad. He arched his fingers together and rested his chin on them, looking back to Scarlett with a different kind of hunger in his eyes.

Scarlett smiled at his dessert comment. She considered the menu again as well, before picking up her phone to place the order for everything they wanted and a bit more, just in case.

While she phoned in the order, Morrigan looked around her apartment again. He had to admit that she had good taste - not that he was an aficionado or anything - everything just seemed to fit her style. Once he heard her finish up he turned back to her with a smile.

"So what's next on the agenda?"

Scarlett shrugged as she watched him. "What ever you'd like."

He crooked his finger towards her and grinned. "Come here..." Morrigan then patted his leg, motioning for her to have a seat on his lap.

Scarlett looked at him for a moment with a smile before moving to sit on his lap.

Morrigan welcomed Scarlett with open arms only to rest them around her waist once she was seated. He nuzzled her neck lightly, paying just a bit of attention to the spot just below her earlobe. Morrigan pulled back and looked it her with a smile.

"Hi..." And after a few seconds passed he continued. "What's the time frame on the food delivery?" He reached up and brushed some of her hair over her shoulder.

Scarlett softly sighed at the attention. "Half an hour from when I ordered."

He arched his eyebrow as a few things ran through his mind. "Hmm, what to do - what to do..." Morrigan playfully asked. "Lots and lots of things come to mind, Scarlett." He adjusted her a bit on his lap, just so she was more comfortable.

"Nothing that I only want to last that short of a time." Scarlett smiled at him. Giving in, she settled against him with her head resting near his. She just felt comfortable with him.

Morrigan returned her smile, a happy sigh escaping when she snuggled into him. For all that mattered, they could sit like this until dinner came - he was content. Maybe some background music would be good, but even that could wait - so he created his own noise by humming a song that's always been his favorite.

He smiled into her hair, he could remember a time when he wouldn't let anyone in on that tidbit, but he knew that, if anything, Scarlett would appreciate it. Morrigan did have a soft spot for jazz.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SzJY96m3lkg

Scarlett smiled at his humming. The moment was so comfortable between them. And that was rare for her.

This was an unusual form of intimacy for him. When it came to Begonia - things just seemed to fit into place. Morrigan rested his hands on his hands on her sides and spoke quietly into her hair.

"Begonia, tell me something about you that I don't know." Morrigan pulled back just a little to brush down her hair.

There were a lot of trivial things she could tell him, but Scarlett tried to find something deeper. "You're the first man I've dated in years. I kept things casual. I don't like being... vulnerable."

It only took those few words for Morrigan's breath to stumble. He would do his best not to share anything extra until she asked.

Most of the time he had his shields up and didn't let anyone in - but is she asked, he would answer.

"I didn't mean it the way I think you took it." Her eyes found his. "I feel different with you. I want to share. Even if it means being vulnerable. I meant that you're the first where its different, where I want it to be different." Scarlett almost held her breath, feeling like she had shoved herself out onto a limb.

Morrigan put his finger over her lip, almost as if he was trying to shush her - when his breath stumbled it was because he felt that different beat in his heart when she spoke, looked at him, was near him.

"Shh, Scarlett...I...know what you mean. You, I, yeah." Sometimes he just sucked with words - and right now was one of those times.

Scarlett had to smile. It was different for him too it seemed. She softly kissed his lips before laying her head on his shoulder.

When she kissed his lips, he knew that she knew what he meant. It was only a couple of minutes after she rested her head on his shoulder when the doorbell rang. "It seems that dinner is here..."

Really he wasn't ready to move, but he knew that the delivery boy wouldn't wait long.

"So which half naked body should answer the door?" Scarlett almost giggled.