Erik's eyes shone mischievously. Before Naeku could even finish, he approached her, grabbed her chin, and planted a heavy kiss on her lips. With his other hand, he pulled her armoured body against his naked chest. Despite her surprise, Naeku quickly leaned in and moaned softly.
When Erik pulled back, still holding her chin, he grinned and looked into her eyes. "I'm not sure what you an, Naenae… You've already given the most special gift of all: yourself!"
Naeku blinked, then blushed deeply. "T— That's way too cheesy, Erik…" Yet, despite her words, her body relaxed, and she didn't seem so worried about her gift anymore.
Erik shrugged unapologetically, still grinning. "It's simply the cheesiest of truths, my love."
Naeku's blush deepened, but she also quickly struggled out of his grip and pushed herself off his chest. "A— Alright, alright! That's enough! Let just… get your gift," she muttered, joyfully embarrassed.
She turned around to get it, but Erik stopped her. "Take your armour off!"
Without acknowledging him, Naeku sighed and waved her hand. Instantly, her armour was gone again, leaving the elegant dancer outfit. As she walked away, Erik hungrily watched her swaying hips and long, dancing hair.
Perhaps unsurprisingly, she leaned into it, a teasing grin on her lips. She also made the choker visible again.
After taking sothing from a nearby drawer, she returned to him, her hands closed around the object in her hands. She blushed a little nervously. "I, uhm, I don't have the sa skills you and my new sisters do; all of my childhood items were destroyed when the city appeared, and frankly, the entire kingdom doesn't have much more to offer than its people…"
She extended her hands and looked up at him with just a hint of fear. "But I wanted to give you sothing, at least, so… I made this."
Opening her hands, she revealed a beaded bracelet. It possessed symtrical patterns and alternating colours from different kinds of beads. The main colours he could see were blue, red, and green. There were also a tiny golden ankh and scarab, on opposing sides of the bracelet.
As her eyes nervously searched for Erik's reaction in his eyes, Naeku quickly explained. "T— The blue represents rebirth of protection, red for vitality and love, and green for life and fertility. The, uhm, the ankh and scarab stand for life, protection, and transformation."
Glancing away from Erik, she looked down at the bracelet. "Teta taught how to make these…" she muttered. "It's a kind of tradition for won in my family to give these to their partner."
Her expression, as well as the sincerity and love surging from their bond, caused Erik's heart to skip a beat. Smiling gently, he extended his hand and lifted her chin so she looked at him again. "I love it," he reassured her.
A bright smile spread across her lips. "Really?!" she asked, with only a hint of remaining nervous energy.
"Check our bond," Erik chuckled, and Naeku was imdiately reminded. Gingerly, she felt around for his emotions, and her smile quickly widened as the last uncertainty lted away.
Frankly, she even surprised herself with how nervous she'd felt about this at the end.
Releasing her chin, Erik stepped back and extended his left arm, as the right usually held the armguard containing Eira and his armour.
Excited now, Naeku fastened the bracelet around his wrist. Surprisingly, when she was done, a light flashed and Erik raised an eyebrow. "There are enchantnts and sigils on this?"
His tone wasn't accusatory, but rely surprised. He certainly didn't think there was any harm in it, and if he'd bothered to check the bracelet with his omnisense he certainly would have noticed them.
Smirking wryly, Naeku nodded. "Yeah… I made it myself, of course. I even personally braided the linen to make the cord, but… I realised it would probably break the first ti you channel any kind of power through your body. So, I asked Elora for help."
Suddenly fidgeting a little again, Naeku pointed at the bracelet. "Supposedly, she's made sure it can survive the usual turbulence of your battles, and, uhm… she also enchanted the beads. When you touch them, you can feel what I felt when I attached the bead. It wasn't my idea, but allowing her to do that was the price she asked for ensuring it wouldn't break…"
Her blush deepened, and Erik imdiately chuckled. His first wife truly was devious in all the best ways. Gently, he touched one of the beads. Instantly, love, giddy nerves, and hope radiated from it.
Smiling warmly, he looked up from the bracelet and back at her. "I couldn't have wished for a better gift, Naenae."
Relief washed over her. A wide, warm, loving smile broke out on her face. Without delay, Erik swept her up in his arms and pressed his lips on hers once more.
With the armour no longer in the way, the only separation between them was the thin fabric of Naeku's new outfit. Thus, they happily groped, stroked, and teased each other's bodies as their tongues wrestled.
True joy flooded Naeku's mind. Not only did she love this man, but he also made her feel loved—both through his actions, and their bond. It was this feeling that made her want to please him more than anything. It was this feeling that made her want to lean into her submissive side, and forgive Erik his lustful nature.
When they separated, Naeku panted lightly. Her eyes shone with a hint of mischief. "I heard so talk about the others giving you similar gifts, so I'm glad you like it. I may have started a trend."
Erik chuckled as he held her. "Hehe, I'll look forward to that, then." He raised his left arm. "There's enough room on here for plenty more," he winked.
Understanding his aning, Naeku rolled her eyes. Yet… she didn't mind.
They separated, and Erik waved his arm. Instantly, he dressed himself—soft off. His legs were now covered by a pair of harem pants… and that was it.
"Should we finally face the day?" he asked her cheekily, extending a hand.
Smiling, Naeku turned into werepanther form and adorned her new armour. Since there were still non-family mbers within the palace, it was important to keep up her beast form outside of private areas.
She took his hand. "Sure," she smirked. "But all you'll do is escort to the training area in your dinsion, my love. I'm secluding myself, rember?"
"Actually…" Erik drawled mysteriously. "There's one thing I hope you'll do for first… I think my mother might have ntioned sothing last night…?"
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