*pauses, fingers resting against her temples, and leans in* I don’t know, I think you’re more than capable of anything I might throw at you. *ghosts a kiss over her lips*
*leans her forehead against his, tilting her face ever so slightly to keep kissing him, falling quiet for a moment*
Chuckling, Raph swept a wing over her in a warm approximation of a blanket and nuzzled her hair lightly. “I don’t think it would take quite that many to make one pair of wings,” he said, shivering and letting her hair pull him in ever so slightly closer. “Maybe if I tried to make six pairs, though.”
Kay tilted her head in against him, sighing softly at the attention. “Just as well you’ve got your own, then,” she said in a bemused tone, “This way, the chicken world can be safe from your ‘do-it-yourself’ enthusiasm.”
Belying the casual way she was speaking, she let the short tendrils of her hair curl in his shirt and his own mass of hair, each strand entwining with one of his.
Eyes following the path of her tongue, he swayed in closer still. “Well,” he breathed, drawing his eyes up to hers and letting his lips curve in a wide, whole-hearted smile, “I most definitely feel that you’re teasing me right now, and after I got you the best box of chocolates I could find anywhere, too.” He chuckled, the sound almost inaudible but the exhalation warm on her face as he pressed his thigh up into her touch.
Kay grinned like a shark and crunched down audibly on the last bit of chocolate. “You’ve got a point,” she admitted, teasingly close to kissing him but leaving an inch or so of distance between them. “So insolent of me, so… ungrateful. Whatever will you do to me, pray tell?” Her hand travelling lightly up his leg, she gave him a self-satisfied look and reached for another chocolate.
Raph snickered, oddly pleased to have made her snap out of the dire mood that had enveloped both of them after waking up, and shrugged at her. “Yeah, you know, a pinion from one, a tail feather from another… soon enough, I’d have enough to make myself another pair of wings!”
Kay made a face, shaking her head as she leaned against him again. “That’s gruesome,” she said with feeling, pulling her legs in and snuggling closer to him. “You’d need like a thousand chickens for that, too.”
Sighing softly, she rubbed her cheek against his shoulder, thin locks of hair curling and clinging to him.
*reaches up to comb lightly through her hair, leers playfully* Well, you’ll just have to make sure you’re better than them with each and every one of the other tactics, then, yeah?
*closes her eyes, tilting her head into it* Mmm, that sounds like… an unfair amount of challenge to impose on poor little struggling me, though, doesn’t i? Or maybe just the sort of challenge the two of us need? *grins at him without opening her eyes*
His muscle twitched under her hand and he leaned into her, propping himself up with one arm. “I can feel a great many things,” he hummed against her lips, pressing in to kiss her again, mouth lingering gently on hers.
Kay grinned softly, nipping lightly at his lips before pulling away just enough to breathe. “Like what?” she asked teasingly, eyes flickering over his face like it was treasure map. One hand stroking lightly over him where it was still propped on his knee, she ever-so-casually reached for the box of chocolates to pop one into her mouth, still leaning so close against him she all but brushed his mouth when she licked the chocolate from her lips.
Giving a soft huff of laughter, Raph nuzzled at her face until he could press a kiss to her temple. “Wings work too, as long as I have plenty to entice you in,” he replied with a grin, loosening his grip to shift around, ostensibly drawing her closer. “If not… Given a couple chickens and several hours, I think I could improvise.”
Kay leaned in against him, silent for a moment as she enjoyed the mindless lull of it before she processed what he’d said.
Blinking, she turned her face to stare at him, looking equal parts intrigued and aghast.
"…Improvise?” she repeated incredulously.
"Socks is a good dog," Nona said, with a note of finality in her voice. "And I’m gonna teach him right and take good care of him. Don’t worry, Mr. Lucifer."
She glanced around Kay again, smiling at the sight of the crate and brimming with excitement for when they got home.
Lucifer’s expression shifted briefly, and he had to rein in the urge to snap at both of them. Socks might be a god dog for now, but it was imperative that she understood that he had to continue to be reared well in order to continue being as amiable as he currently was. Unfortunately, it seemed nothing good was going to come from pressing the matter, and talking to children was about as useful as talking to a wall. If it came to it, he’d have to have a word with Kay later, despite the fact that she was about as likely to want a word with him as he was to hug his Mother. Plus, it seemed that the Duchess was beginning to regret her decision, and that was something Lucifer could understand well enough. He’d done nothing but regret decisions since that incident, and now was no different.
"About a year," he responded, dully, "He’ll grow to full size in about a year."
Kay exhaled softly and nodded to him after glancing between him and Nona for a moment. “A year,” she repeated, nodding again. “Okay. That’s… we can work with that. Thank you,” she added stiffly, and fell silent for lack of anything else to say.
She swallowed, looking ahead to discover with some relief that they were getting close - if her memory of the places was serving her well. Soon, soon, this would all be over, and she’d be back home with Raph and Nona and- well, and an unexpected plus one, but if that was how things had to be, then that was how things had to be.
*smiles, tilting into her hand with almost doggish happiness* Indeed I am. No random demon who sees your medal and is so overcome with jealousy that they try to steal me away using movie tactics is ever going to succeed.
What if they try to steal you with other tactics, sweetie? *mock horror, twirls her hair around her fingers* Would that work, pray tell?
"Isn’t it?" Raph shot back with a happy smile, leaning over to peck the tip of her nose in return. "I mean, it’s so real I can feel the bed dipping down where you’re sitting next to me!"
Kay giggled, tilting her head playfully at him. “That’s amazing,” she said with mock wonder. “Anything else you can feel?” Grinning, she kissed him softly and let her breath rush out against his lips as her hand crept along the bed and then over his knee, coming to a rest there.