An Affair To Remember

[Melitta]

Some acts cannot be avoided

when stripped of choice or clothes.

M

elitta was currently helping Gannicus close things up at his bar. She was not a heavy drinker, but she was here for the company more than drink. Gannicus was a dear friend, someone she had known since grade school. Her husband, who was out of town for work often entrusted Gannicus to look out for Melitta.

Truth be told, it grew quite lonely without him near and Melitta found herself constantly enjoying Gannicus' company. He helped distract her, helped ease that loneliness. They always shared a connection, one that had been set to rest only one time when Gannicus left for an extended period.

Apart from that, he had always been in her life since she could remember and did not wish to imagine one without him present. She was drying off a couple of glasses, a smile on her face. "It still never ceases to amaze me how you show so much restraint. All this alcohol and yet, you're not completely drunk at the end of your shift." A teasing remark, as she couldn't help but point out the self control he exercised.

tag: Gannicus
notes: modern!AU ftw!!!

We do what we must in this house.

crafted by Molly Josephine ☁

[Gannicus]

god of the arena Gannicus had to be drunk, or he would shag his bro's girl--and he was fairly certain that shagging your mate's girl was against the bro code. There wasn't many people he would follow the bro code with but her husband had been tight with Gannicus for years. He didn't set right with him ..... mostly. On sober days. In truth it was less and less. "Tolerance, Gorgeous," He admitted with a playful grin, and used his hand to push some of his hair back. "You get used to it and it don't brother you any more." If only that worked on her. The longer she spent here the most domesticated he felt. He was growing tired of playing house. He needed to get laid before she started looking too much like girlfriend and less like . . . . bro code. "If you are looking to build up yours, I will be happy to help you." He teased, grinning at her as he slowly walked her way. "Then we can make bets with the locals about you drinking them under the table, and win some money." He wouldn't let her do it, but he liked to watch her reaction to his teasing. "Then, we can use the money to let me steal you away and take you to a beach where clothing is optional."

^TAG

[Melitta]

Some acts cannot be avoided

when stripped of choice or clothes.

M

elitta playfully rolled her eyes, the amused smile remaining on her lips as she slightly shook her head. She had to conceal any evidence of the way her heart fluttered when he drew near, appearing to act completely casual. This was after all not the first time they had been alone. "I don't know what's more concerning," she began to say, the tease still evident in her voice. "The fact that you're using those lines on me . . . " Because she knew how he was. She knew all too well of his flirtatious nature.

"Or the fact that I have seen those lines work on others," she added on, looking at him with a bright gleam of amusement. And, perhaps the most concerning of all was that a part of Melitta liked it too. Enjoyed it. The attentions. Though she knew he was like that with most, he certainly did have a way with him. "Forever the charmer," he added on, setting the now dry glass to the side while picking up another. "Forever the player," a taunt in her voice as she playfully nudged him with her shoulder against where she could reach on him.

tag: Gannicus
notes: modern!AU ftw!!!

We do what we must in this house.

crafted by Molly Josephine ☁

[Gannicus]

god of the arena She told him that she didn't know which was worse, he using these lines on her, or that they worked on others. He used these on her because he knew she wouldn't take them at face value, and it keep her from knowing he needed to be near her. Plus, the greatest bonus came when she smiled just like she was now. No coyness to her, just an honest joy. It was like gravity. She said he was a charmer, and a player; and Gannicus forced a smile out at her. "But not tonight," he teased her, knowing he wasn't going home with a hot blonde German girl because he was taking Melitta home tonight. Just this time he had to leave her there alone--while he went home and shook his own hand. He reached out to move her hair back, but then had to force himself to step back, or kiss her. "Lets get you home, yeah?" He asked her, before turning to grab his keys. The bar wasn't done closing but he couldn't take too much more of her smiles and looks before he forgot himself and just kissed her. THAT would be an awkward conversation. He didn't think he could blame the booze either. Her husband would know better. "I'll drive you." He always made sure she got home safe, and that she kept the tips from the night. All of them. He had money, and didn't need them, and wanted her to have the extra cash. "Maybe we can manage to keep you from brawling in an ally, or something!" He teased and winked at her, unable to not tease her.

^{TAG Melitta}

[Melitta]

Some acts cannot be avoided

when stripped of choice or clothes.

M

elitta hoped that a blush didn't meet her cheeks when Gannicus tucked some of her hair behind her ear. She looked up at him, the contact breaking as he said that he should get her home. That . . . was probably for the best. Both the lack of contact as well as the offer. "Are you sure you don't want to finish up here?" She asked him, knowing that there were still a few more tasks to do, and she wanted to help him as best she could.

She softly laughed at his suggestion of keeping her from brawling in the alley. "Unless you give me a reason to," she added on playfully. As if he would. He always treated her with the utmost care . . . yet another reason she was so drawn to him. "If you're sure you're ready to leave . . . " She said a little hesitantly, reaching for her jacket. "Then we can go," she added on, her hand casually resting on his arm, not even thinking twice about the offered touch.

tag: Gannicus
notes: modern!AU ftw!!!

We do what we must in this house.

crafted by Molly Josephine ☁

[Gannicus]

Jun 3, 2017 3:08:21 GMT Gannicus said:

god of the arena Her hand touched his arm, and it seemed very causal--but it wasn't. Teach time she touched him, he wanted more. To hold her. To touch her hair or face or even just put his hand at the small of her back while she walked. Instead it was a reminder that he had to keep his hands to himself. He could not take what was not his to take. No matter how great the intentions. He knew he loved her. Her kindness, and lightness in her soul had long since won him over. But she was with his best friend, and he could not put her in that place. He noticed that see seemed hesitant to leave the bar, and he wondered if she got lonely while her husband was away. If that was all this was to her. If he were her husband he would take her with him, not leave her home so often. Hell, it was why he often stayed. "It's just a dirty bar. Let someone else clean it." He teased, forcing himself to step away so her hand would fall from him. The loss was felt instantly, and he wished her could just invite her up to his bed and forget about everything else. "I don't want you too tired tomorrow because I kept you up all night." He teased, making his words have a double meaning, just to see her cheek color. "Though if you aren't tired I can find you an ally to brawl in. Maybe get you a sexy wonder woman outfit and let you lasso some poor sod . . . are you into using ropes?" Another double meaning.

^{TAG Melitta}